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Woke Up

by The Red King

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1.
Hey you, hee hee I see you moving but I know you don't know I know I cannot be seen In sight yes you You mercury mover leaping levels on my sight You're out of sight But now I found you in the clear Oh I'm so very near You wanna bang but have nothing to shoot but fear Me because I'm coming down You won't be coming round And round and round Click click bang Click click bang Bang bang. Who's next? I've taken Oswald, Harvey, Booth and tagged their toes with my Black Hand They've yearned their urn So save your tongue Cause you see that I have grown my own my say Say hey so lace your cotton feet on pal Best not be very loud The eggshells will go as you will hit the ground Me I've got the smiling thumb The hairy trigger fun The hairy trigger finger gun One, two now I've got you here Three, four of course I need some more Five and six will come my way No more you tell me so But you see that I'm in love with GO That's the way of those who wanna bang
2.
Another act is gone it's time to rest our heads Lay ourselves down and put to bed The day so when the lights come up we're here again People have been ushered into the streets Racing home to find their waiting sheets For once I beat someone to the checkered line Already home when they're still in their cars Today I went so very far, but now I'm back without a clue As to what was done and what was said What I heard and what they said Did I do it right or... Well you know I need my sleep Here's what went down today Woke up in the rubble of an earthquake Wondered why, oh why did my legs break Then the market crashed, there goes the stinkin' cash My, oh my the day is hard on us Car is working great, I got a V-8 My candidate won the presidential debate Dum da de da, da da da.... I'm arms and legs, I'm eyes and ears or am I just a brain I hope that all the holes I've made don't let in too much rain All I know is what I know but you might know it too The world could end but that's alright it's time for something new Radio towers and acid showers I've had it up to here Megabytes and satellites won't be here in a year I need to touch, I need to love, I need to understand I need to step out of the line, quit following their plan I'm so tired and my head is sore, I'm going back to bed To start the day another way with the dreams stuck in my head
3.
How they have therapeutic intent When they relieve me of my drool Old and without words, but I still have it, brain Take a look at all of these fools So I'm older, colder shoulders Freeze me, please freeze me A family circus watch my silly acts Center ring I'm pleased to make you laugh But funds are running out Soon you will hear me shout Did you forget the times you lost your feet? Mommy found your truant needs Now I'm just a joke boy A funny joke boy We have liftoff, he's in orbit now Re-entry is not a possibility He's in space, daddy's finally got his wish An astronaut, a dream fulfilled No more contact He goes higher, these tears get drier I'm numb, he's numb to my numbness Does he know it's about time to go? Yes daddy knows what you're thinking down below His ship is gassed on pills to make him good Where is the time dead, where is the time dad? Was obliged to pitch the ball batted back You broke a bike like my heart I fixed your flat I'm so close to home I'd rather be alone
4.
Mega America 06:10
Welcome people this is Mega America Oh say can you see anything larger Than us how's it Feel to be on the outside looking in Well oiled inside d'ya fancy being a gear Perhaps a cog to help turn, turn the wheel Turn turn, churn churn The money and make them green This is our nation we're proud This anthem stands as our sound Do you hear what we say? If you do get out our way I am the fat cat meow And all you workers want to Know how you can purr just like me Stand up, all rise When I say jump you say how high Mega America Mega America And the pockets they flare Yet there's no bonds to share Gave proof to the right That the flag was still theirs
5.
Pile your faces here Leave your places there Spit and shine a window Draw and quarter on a pane to see This one he's home My he has grown Up to seat all his guests by their lone Some in the parlor share the sign of the asp on their head Coiling round your window The holes in your house, free as a mouse Puffers in the parlor They're in your room, some yet to bloom Stacks are even here A place that shows you there This side of the window There's a board for Charcoal and coins to meet This one he's home My he has grown Up to eat all his guests to their bones Those in the right of the parlor Share their smiles with their laughs hee hee ha ha Coiling round your window The holes in your house, free as a mouse Puffers in the parlor They're in your room, some yet to bloom
6.
Where was I where was my head I should've been at home in bed But instead I missed your visit I'm sure you looked rather exquisite Dressed in your special gown They surely missed you back in town But I won't tell that you were here My lips are sealed no need to fear But I wonder what you had in store When you left that note upon my door Your note said you dropped by to say hi But I know that was just a lie You had something on your mind I think I know your kind Bet you would have shook my hand Or stretched my mind like a rubber band I wonder if you knew my name And what made you start this game I know you could've been my friend But in my head is where you'll end You might have been the one Oh what I would have done Just to see your face Sally what do you say Won't you come again some other day

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released May 22, 1999

All songs written and performed by The Red King:
Joseph Lee
Steve Schaller
J. David Zulick
Brian Beard
D. Baker

Recorded at Indre Studios
Philadelphia, PA
January 1999

Produced by Brian & Scott Bricklin
and The Red King

Engineered by Brian & Scott Bricklin
assisted by Bill Moriarty

Mixed by Brian Bricklin

Executive Producer
Bradley Schwartz

Mastered by Pete Humphreys
at Masterworks, Philadelphia, PA

Art direction and design by D. Baker & The Red King

Photography by D. Baker and Jennifer Dotson

Layout by Jerry Antner

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