R. STEVIE MOORE
"ONCE AND FOR ALL" (2013)

ADJACENT SPECIES LIKE YOU

Goodnight butterfly goodnight
You're floating on a bed of air
I don't know too many
Adjacent species like you

Do right, bumble bee do right
And make my little honey sweet
I don't know too many
Adjacent species like you

Goodnight butterfly goodnight
And spend your summer fruitfully
I don't know too many
Adjacent species like you.

COME MY WAY

Someone said today
That you're gonna be coming my way
Don't know what to do
Except get ready to say
I miss you, I need you

Well, I know that it's wrong
That you been away so long
It's been lonely at night
Especially when I hear our song
I love you.

So come my way
If you wanna be by my side
Come my way

Well, I been told you care
And that you were leaving there
Well, I'll be waiting here
And I will say a prayer
To get you, to keep you

Well, if you're passing through
There's one thing I wish you would do
Tell me that you're mine
And I'll be loving you, loving you.

Come my way
If you wanna be by my side
Come my way

Tell me how you feel about me, girl
You're the prettiest girl in the world, I'd say
Let me hold you in my arms, a girl
She's the prettiest girl, oh yeah yeah yeah

Well, someone said today
That you're gonna be coming my way
Well, I hope that it's true
Cause I am ready to say I love you, I do

Come my way
If you wanna be by my side
Come my way
If you want to take a ride
Come my way
Come my way.

CUSS ME OUT (instrumental)

DON'T BE RIDICULOUS

What are you doing now?
Why are you saying all those nasty things?
Don't be ridiculous
Why be impossible, don't be silly
How can you be so naive?
What have you got up your sleeve?

What do you mean by that?
Why are you speaking all those mixed-up things?
Don't be ridiculous
Don't act so ignorant, don't be silly
Where is your own common sense?
Why do you feel so intense?

Let me tell you what is true and
What is bullshit, that's right, bullshit
Bullshit.

FATHER GOES

That's where my father goes
That's where my father goes

That's where my father lives in the garden
I remember it well, so well
That's where he can invent many problems
I can certainly tell
Hearing him yell

That's where my father goes
That's where my father goes

That's where my father works in the city
I can hear of his song so long
That's where he is his best, mr. daddy
But he's playing it strong
Playing it wrong

That's where my father goes
That's where my father goes

That's where my father goes when he's lonely
He is turning to me
Learning I'm free

That's where my father thinks of the answer
I attended the class
That's why he is concerned to be prouder
As he works off his ass
Mowing the grass

That's where my father goes
That's where my father goes
That's where my father goes
That's where my father goes.

GIRL GO

Girl go
Anywhere you want to
Girl go
Anywhere you want to
And I guess by now
You'll learn how

Girl go
Any day you want to
And girl go
Any way you want to
And I guess tomorrow
You'll come here

Girl go
I must go too.

HEARING AID

Listening to the world through a hearing aid
I can turn down the volume of sound
Well, and the music I miss goes to you
Well, and I can't seem to tell what is real

I'm listening to you speak through a hearing aid
Your words come from deep in a cave
Well, and the phrases you choose silently
Well, and I can't seem to tell what you feel

If only you'd flatter me with new batteries
Life would be audible
Can you still hear me loud and clearly?
Is it plausible?

Listening to myself through a hearing aid
There's a microphone alone in my pipes
Well, and the noise that I keep to myself
Well, and I can't seem to keep it concealed.

HERE COMES SUMMER AGAIN

Laying by the poolside
Baby's gettin' tan
Lots of girls around here
Layin' in the sand
I don't wanna ever see the day
Summer is gone

Drinking Old Milwaukee
Ocean is so blue
Listening to AM
And skywriting too
I don't wanna ever see the day
That summer is gone

(I dig the summertime)
Here comes summer again
Here comes summer
(I dig the summertime)
Here comes summer again
Here comes summer
(I dig the summertime)
Here comes summer again
Here comes summer
(I dig the summertime)
Here comes summer again
It's here

Riding over highways
In my friend's GT
Good experiences
Cruising by the sea
I don't wanna ever see the day
That summer is gone.

I KNOW WHERE SYD BARRETT DIES

I know where Syd Barrett dies
I know where Syd Barrett dies

In every bed
In every room
In every house
On every road
I know where Syd Barrett dies

In every town
In every country
On every continent
On every planet
I know where Syd Barrett dies

In every bed
In every room
In every house
On every road
I know where Syd Barrett dies

In every universe
In every galaxy
He dies right here
Right here with me
He dies right here
Right here with me
I know where Syd Barrett dies
I just don't know when.

IF YOU SEE KAY/BLEU SPACE

Listen to me tell the story
Of one girl who is going to pay

If you see Kay
Tell her to meet me
In the parking lot
Any empty spot
At midnight on the dot

If you see Kay
Ask her when she will
Take her vitamins
I ain't seen her since
You became her prince

Bleu space, bleu space, sky display
Look up and see images
There's a blue background
Over which clouds surround
Bleu space, bleu space, sky display
Reach up and feel passages
There's transparental signs
Wind and the sun combine
Bleu space

If you see Kay
I'm going to kill you
And if she sees you
She'll know what I'll do
When I'm sad and blue
She'll know what to do
F-u-c-k-u

Bleu space.

JANUARY (David Paton)

JOHNA'S THEME (instrumental)

MY BAD MUSIC

Here is the most beautiful song ever written
And I'm going to perform it for you right now

Baby, baby come to see me when you're able
Someday maybe we can fall in love to stay
You can watch me tape a love song
You can watch me play electric guitar
Electric guitar, electric guitar

Hey baby, baby come to CBGB's Monday
Someday maybe we can play the Bottom Line

I can see you in the front row
In your new dress, clapping out
As I 1-2-3-4 you

Live music makes me sick, I hate it
Folk music makes me sick, I hate it

January February March April May June July
August September October November December
January February March April May June July
August September October November December

Live music makes me sick, I hate it
Folk music makes me sick, I hate it
Rock music makes me sick, I hate it
Live rock music makes me sick, I hate it
Live music makes me sick, I hate it
Bad music makes me sick, I hate it
Live music makes me sick, I hate it
Folk music makes me sick, I hate it

Some music is OK but it's not special
Some artists are OK but they're not special
Your music is OK but it's not mine now, is it?
My music isn't good enough for Daddy
Most people are OK but they're
Laughing at my failure, laughing at my failure
Laughing at my failure, laughing at my failure
Laughing at my failure, laughing at my failure

Live music makes us sick, we hate it
Folk music makes us sick, we hate it
Rock music makes us sick, we hate it
Live music makes us sick, we hate it
Live music makes us sick, we hate it
Folk music makes us sick, we hate it
Live folk music makes us sick, we hate it
My bad music

Live music makes us sick, we hate it
Cunt music makes us sick, we hate it
Puke music makes us sick, we hate it
Shit music makes us sick, we hate it
Sic, sick hate
Sic, sick hate
Hit it

Live music makes me sick, I hate it
Folk music...
So there.

POW WOW

People, listen to my song I'm singin'
People, drop your weary load right now
I wanna sit you down and tell a story
About a little man we call Pow Wow

Pow Wow's very nice
He's always wanting to trick you
Pow Wow's fun
He smiles up at everyone

Pow Wow is thirteen
He's always trying to show you
He's fourteen

Pow Wow is a child
He always says he's an adult
Like his dad

People, listen to my song i'm singin'
People, dry your weary tears right now
I wanna sit you down and tell a story
About a little man we call Pow Wow

Pow Wow's kind of cute
He always wants to impress you
Pow Wow's smart
He loves you with all of his heart

People, listen to my song
Right now, right now.

SAFE, RELIABLE AND COURTEOUS

Safe reliable, safe reliable and courteous
Safe reliable and courteous
I'm so safe reliable and courteous to you

Every once in a while I get in your way
I remember the day I erased you
Just couldn't imagine me facing you
Now that's over and I'm your gentleman

When you're needing a no-risk guarantee
I remember the night when the fight was
You just couldn't imagine what writing was
Now that's over cause I'm your nobel prize

Darling let me help you get into your dress
Oh my gee, you look like the very best
We can meet love, backseat love
Honey listen, I'm your non-toxic rulebook
Good golly, you're giving me a cool look
We can know love, Broadway show love
Sweetheart, my heart is building to a climax
For Pete's sake, you know we better lie back
We can sing love, this precious thing, love

Every once in a while I forget to see
Every once in a while I forget to be
I remember the day that I needed you
Just couldn't imagine me pleading with you
Every once in a while all my manners die
I remember the month you cut my hair
Just couldn't imagine me sitting there
I remember the year of my etiquette
Just couldn't imagine me helping yet
Now that's over cause I work overtime.

SCHWANN CATALOG

Went to the lake, rented a boat
Black inner tube, keepin' me afloat
Paddles and oars, pushed from the docks
Over the waves, water on the Rockefeller 

Over under sideways and down
Going up the staircase around 
Righteous opinions & your condescending stance
Couldn't prevent this ole sailor from dancing alone
Over under sideways down 
Going up the staircase around 
I just been living with an odyssey of pants
Wouldn't expect you to favor my hands 

Man overboard, struggles for air 
Lifeguard is here, pulls him by the hair
Back to the shore, he nearly drowned 
But he'll be OK, gives him mouth-to-mouth

Minnows and worms, fishing supplies
Hook, rod and line, what a big surprise
Tackle and reel, scaling a trout 
Nautical girl, gimme mouth-to-mouth resusitation

Over under sideways and down
Going up the staircase around 
Righteous opinions & your condescending stance
Couldn't prevent this ole sailor from dancing away
Over under sideways down 
Going up the staircase around 
We just been living with an odyssey of pants
Wouldn't expect me to favor my hands

Schwann catalog? In the hallway
Use the Phonolog
Schwanns? Sewanee swans!
Use the other big book
Do you think I found the number?
Do you see if the label is listed?
Is it in stereo or mono?
Quadrophonic 8-track is not available
You can go to the artist section 
And cross reference with the album in question
Here's the answer: Schwanns!

SHE'S DEAD

This morning was a tragedy
I was alright til she came down
Then I went into a state of frenzy

She's dead
How is she?
She's dead
Shot down in the street
She's dead
And I won't forget her face

They say the army was at fault
She was alright til she fell down
Then they saw her and they pulled the trigger

She's dead
How is she?
She's dead
Shot down in the street
She's dead
And I won't forget her face

That lady meant a lot to me
She should have listened to the news
Instead of being in the frontpage headline

She's dead
How is she?
She's dead
Shot down in the street
She's dead
And i won't forget her.

WE'RE IN VIETNAM

Sent my girl some flowers but they died the next morning
Gave her candy kisses in a box with no warning
Now she's sick and I couldn't care today
I feel the same way
Now I'm sad but she couldn't give a damn
We're in vietnam

Wish there was something to do instead of watching bombs
Told my girl to read a joke from somewhere in the psalms
Now I'm mad that I couldn't get the pun
Man, this ain't no fun
Now she's pissed cause she couldn't entertain
We're in so much pain

I decide I might as well write songs to pass the time
Can't remember the occasion, whether not to rhyme
Now she's gone and I couldn't give two shits
I do miss her tits
Now I'm gone cause I couldn't take that scam
Back in vietnam

[It sure is great being aboard this TWA jet
On my way to Jamaica to try to find
a) you, and b) what the hell "reggae" means.]

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all songs by R. Stevie Moore (unless otherwise indicated)
"Schwann Catalog" by Moore & Terry Burrows
RSM published by Spunky Monkey Music (ASCAP)


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