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 Bang Bang © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com I wanna be the greatest of the ultimate sins I wanna have a turn so I can finally win I wanna hit a million bucks at work Where the slot machine is busy just making jerks. Now I'm working on a bang bang bang I'm working on a chain gang I wonder who my friends are I wonder if I'm ever gonna meet that star. Bang bang. Well I'm working on a bang bang bang Trying to find something to complain about I'm dancing in the evening rain I'm held up by a midnight train. Bang bang. Dead president's corpse in a driver's car Looking for a girl who really goes far Lights up my eyes like a city street Looking for the one I'd like to meet. Well I'm working on a bang bang bang Trying to find something to complain about I'm dancin' in the evening rain I'm waitin' on a midnight train. I wanna be a giant man I wanna lead someone to understand Somewhere in the distance there's a great somewhere And I'd be greatful to end up anywhere, anywhere, anywhere, anywhere. While I'm working on a bang bang Ciao! Return to Top  The Bigger Kids © 2008 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com We are the bigger kids Beware to little kids I close my eyes I'm running and I can win I'm hanging around with My best friend Then I take a turn around inside my sit and spin Just for your entertainment Here we are... We're the bigger kids We are the bigger kids Beware to little kids We are the bigger kids to them Here we are... We're the bigger kids I lie awake I dreamt I was being chased By other kids in classes That I hate How I wish to turn around to find my best, best friends Just for your entertainment Here we are... We're the bigger kids We are the bigger kids Beware to little kids We are the bigger kids to them Here we are... We're the bigger kids Bigger kids ROTC Doesn't agree with me Kinda preachy, Kinda creepy Kinda geeky But you're my friend So I won't turn away In my office again You stupid kid Pay attention when I'm Talking to you, mister! I close my eyes And burn inside I close my eyes And just float away... We are the bigger kids Beware to little kids We are the bigger kids Get out my way, you stupid kid! We are We are We are the bigger kids... Return to Top Bitter Suite: a. All Is Not Forgiven b. All Tomorrow's Parties © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Yes, I know you're all alone today But Daddy doesn't have the time to play Living life just kinda took the place Of the way your comb your hair; your laughing face And I can't reach you And I might miss a step When you say that it's over The only thing I kept Was your name cos I needed one No, don't talk to me so bitterly of loyalty And all the time you refuse to talk to me Living life just kinda took your place But you talk to me and torture me although you're years and miles away And I can't reach you And I might miss a step When you say that it's over The only thing I kept Was your name cos I needed one All is not forgiven, I'm living my life, not forgiving And I can't reach you No, I can't teach you I lock my feelings in a jar until they go away I lock my feelings in a jar until another day Won't you come and join us For all tomorrow's parties Step inside, find a seat Won't you come and join us For all tomorrow's parties Step inside, drink's on me Return to Top Blood and Luck © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Well it's dark and it's silent Just an echo and faces down the hall Against a windowsill, a photograph and memory Of a proud and gallant girl And a personality that should have ruled the world And conquer any cause It's just a picture framed within A glass enclosed framework Of what was love? In any instance that we labeled love Loneliness has become the lonely Chorus: Wash away yesterday Just blow away what might remain What fell apart Who broke your heart What killed it off doesn't matter in the scheme of things It's just blood and luck Well it's dark and it's quiet Stories pass between these empty walls Against the windowsill, I'm holding back a tear For a proud and gallant girl And a personality that should have ruled the world And conquer any cause It's just a picture framed within A glass enclosed framework Of what was love In any instant that we labeled love Loneliness has become the lonely (Chorus) (Chorus) Return to Top Butterfly Inside A Jar © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Sha la la la la Sha la la la la I am just an employee A paycheck monkey refugee I punch the timecard when I leave Some friends of mine were telling me Yes your job is just a jail No benefit, no call, no bail Stuck inside the cell Secured a place in hell Chorus: Do you really know what it's like? Then you know What it's like to be A butterfly inside a jar Inside a jar Yes your mind can radiate What you are and what you hate And what you're choosin' not to see Despite that's what'cha gonna be Like a dog that cannot bite Or like a moth around a porch light Disconnected eyes Disconnect my eyes (Chorus) Middle 8: Forty miles and breezy Turns your view to hazy Turns your view to crazy Let me break my wings on broken glass Sha la la la la Sha la la la la Sha la la la la Sha la la la la (Chorus) Return to Top Catch Me If I Fall © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com If, by some odd chance, you ain't seen me for awhile Don't get excited, I still have the boyish smile Don't try to guess my every move Don't try to put your feet in something other than your own damn shoes Bridge: If I should fall behind Don't tell a soul I wasn't strong enough to go If I should fall behind Just let me fall There's nothin' wrong, so Chorus: Catch me if I fall Catch me if I fall Catch me if I fall Catch me if I fall I ain't waitin' for no revolution Don't ask my advice; I ain't got no real solution Don't try to guess my every move Don't even ask me babe, even if I give a damn for you (Bridge) (Chorus) (Guitar solo) (Bridge) (Chorus) Catch me if I fall (repeated as refrain) (Guitar solo) Return to Top Cinnamon Sunshine © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Did you come here to talk about obligations? I just came here seeking a lil' bit of conversation Suddenly my thoughts get in the way Neither of us know just what to say Did you say, my friend, That romance was a dicey game? It made a fool of you and left you Walking 'round this town with a cane Suddenly the topic seems to be Blowing breezes where there ain't no trees. The search goes on and on I gotta find somebody kind To kill, To thrill, To find my sin-o-mine Cinnamon Sunshine The day is calling for you Suddenly it seems to me That living life was just a dream So wake me when it's over and I'll ride my Sin-o-mine. Return to Top Concentrate On Me © 2004-2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com A little bit of naughty conversation, Baby, come over and talk to me And if you're looking for a new direction, Baby, concentrate on me And if you're ready for a new vibration, Baby, you're my cup of tea. You quench my fire like rain And, sugar-mama, talk to me I learned a long, long time ago When I was young; another girl But now I am more than willing to baby walk you home Maybe we'll be married And have ourselves a baby girl Who wonders who's watching you As you spin across this world? A little bit of naughty conversation Baby, "conversate" with me And if you're looking for a new vibration Baby, concentrate on me I learned a long, long time ago When I was young; another girl But now I am more than willing to baby walk you home Maybe we'll be married And have ourselves a baby girl Who wonders who's watching you As you spin across this world? A little bit of naughty conversation Baby, "conversate" with me And if you're ready for a new vibration Baby, concentrate on me Return to Top  Dark Summer © 2008 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com I'm all alone I can see There's no hope For you and me Love was ours I want mine Love takes time, And I'm out of time Bridge: Aggravation's not good enough for me Infatuation's not where I need to be You're out of time Chorus: How far can I see? It all depends on whose shoulders are under me How far down below Is the hero dragged by the undertow? I'm all alone Shadows fall You'll get no Reply at all I'm all give You're all take My decision Mine to make (Bridge) (Chorus) Return to Top Down © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com So I'll never drink a toast to love Shot glass of loneliness in my left hand So I'll never sit inside "the circle" Loving cups hold nothing I'll understand Lovely, you're so lovely I could say a thousand prayers just to drink from your cup Only I'm so lonely Turn the table, turn the tide Turn my feelings upside down... Love can be as trivial just like a matchbox Left beside somebody's birthday cake And love can pierce the soul just like an arrow If it feels at odds with your mistakes Lovely, you're so lovely I could say a thousand prayers just to drink from your cup Only I'm so lonely Turn the table, turn the tide Turn my feelings upside down... I wonder if you ever see me Or even if you're looking right through me I wonder what's your biggest fear. I sometimes wonder what you're thinking You can't be thinking what I'm thinking I wonder if I should even stay here. Coz you hurt me... Lovely, you're so lovely I could say a thousand prayers just to drink from your cup Only I'm so lonely Turn the table, turn the tide Turn my feelings upside down... Down Return to Top Duchess © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com When no other Gave their love or sympathy You were there With time to spare, spent just on me Listen to The stories running through my head Please protect me From the monster 'neath my bed Come here, Duchess I'm coming here to take you back home Dear Duchess Let's go running back home Jumped the gate Again; I came in late from school Watched me play We acted like God's golden fools If you promise me Together we'll grow old I'll keep you with me Even when I leave the fold Come here, Duchess I'm coming here to take you back home Dear Duchess Let's go running back home Return to Top   Erika © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Erika is seventeen Got a speedboat and a submarine You can tell by the way she smiles She'd like to stick around awhile Oh, my! Erika So glad I met you! Erika is seventeen Got a job that pays in coffee beans She asks me how I really feel I got caffeine 'til I get my fill, and... Chorus: She don't want to hurt no one Before the dizzy day is done She wants to shine on everyone Before she's alone again (all alone again) Erika's got what you need All the boys that beg her, "pretty please" She doesn't have a master plan To win the heart of every man Oh, my! Erika So glad I met you Erika, from what I've seen She's a lifeboat and a beauty queen And when she wants to have some fun She'll pull the trigger of your gun, and... (Chorus) Bridge: You may be wild But, baby, you're no child Waiting on a crowd that tells you, "Bring me coffee, bring me tea" End of the day But baby it's okay Waiting on a cigarette break before You serve your company (just like me) (Chorus) Return to Top Farrah © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com It's a work-a-day world; Farrah's due in at two. Life's crazy enough avoiding superstition and voodoo. It's a feed-the-cat day; the bills are due. Someone, somewhere must be watching out for you. Chorus: Farrah, strong and true, It's a wonder all you do. Round the clock-no time to lose- Working the whole day through. Farrah, Farrah Please come through and You know this song's for you. Are you really as different as your old man seems to think? Doing things that seem alien to him, but you don't even blink. Numbers come alive for you and guide your existence, Looking for the ones that can bring you to happiness. (Chorus) Round the kitchen counter, 5 a.m. Welcome to your working week. Nicotine and caffeine binge and Tired eyes that only see. It's the end of a work-a-day week; Farrah's due back home round ten Pack of lights and coffee, then she's headed back again. (Chorus) Return to Top  Forever Valentine © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Well, it might be insecurity Shootin' up my spine I'm sitting on a fence Cos it's my best defense Well, it might be a "man and woman" thing That keeps me sitting here Screening every call 'Till evening starts to fall I'd like to spend some time With you sometime If you're in the state-of-mind. What did you do to make me need to hear from you? Call me and I'll revive that shine To your tired eyes. Just keep me on your mind Forever, Valentine. Well, you got me in your crosshairs Bull's eye; you hit your target For better or for worse The longing starts to hurt And I love you -- and I want you Do you need me like I want you? Twenty odd years of talking to myself Finally someone answers back Twenty odd years of looking in the mirror baby Finally someone's looking back Twenty odd years of idle conversations That never make a sound I'm ready to raise my spirit high But be there, baby, when I come back down When I come back down When I come back down I'd like to spend some time With you sometime If you're in the state-of-mind What did you do to make me need hear from you? Call me and I'll revive that shine To your tired eyes Just keep me on your mind Forever, Valentine And I love you -- and I want you Do you need me like I want you? Return to Top  (I Am) Kait © 2008 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl & Kyle Morrow www.poppermost.com You tend to go insane With primal urges on your brain It's elemental, elementary! Just a small town one-stop-shop Designed for your needs Every size and shape; they aim to please This is how the story goes We sold ten more copies of "Skin" And nine of those Latex denim plastic leather bustiers And I'm still me, I am the universal And I am free to be you And of course, I am Kait! Look at all the closet freaks Outside of the door Guess it's time we open up the store Lady Kait, Lady Kait... *Spoken words on the recording* Probably edible undies, Because if you're going to wear those, Then you can't have them on long. Those things are gross, they're like stale fruit roll ups. Like dude... porn shop... three years baby. What do you expect from me? I don't have any excuse like that. Kait, wuzzup? How ya been? Haven't seen you in forever. And I'm like... I'm good, how's the horse? Return to Top Isabella Vina © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Welcome, Isabella To the world machinery You can see it's slightly cracked, but It's got its charm, you'll see Chorus: Isabella Vina You can be just anything you dream And when you dream, please dream all the love there is Coz there is enough in your dreams Welcome, Isabella To the world machinery There's a time to take a stand, and A time to let it be. Braces and glasses And history classes Passing notes to the girl sitting right beside you Kickball and handball And friends that are screwballs Make up on your face with your mother's love to guide you Love scars and first cars Your first favorite rock star Daddy wonders what the dream upon your wall is And when you dream, please dream all the love there is Coz there is enough in your dreams... Return to Top  I Will Begin © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com It was automatic systematic Looking for a friend The door flew open and you dragged me by the skin It was automatic systematic The way you brought me in And I was fair game for your petty little sins One more time to take off the edge From anything they ever said to you And once we crossed the line we fled The thrills of dancing on the ledge I will begin, my sister, I will begin I will begin, young mister, I will begin It was automatic systematic Looking for a clue Everybody wants to win, instead we're all set up to lose Everybody wants someone Everybody wants to settle down Everybody's on the merry-go-round One more time to take off the edge From anything they ever said to you And once we crossed the line we fled The thrills of dancing on the ledge I will begin, my sister, I will begin I will begin, young mister, I will begin Return to Top Kristen © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Kristen, if you're listening Realize I could take you home I'm ready if you are; I'm ready to Search for a wild time, but don't Tell me that you'll call me, or Ever get back to me and Never get my hopes up Find me Ready to go Everywhere and Nowhere; to Count on how the angels sing; and Hearts can sometimes take to wings Kristen, if you're listening Reeling from years of hiding I'm ready to listen to you girl, so Settle up, and bide your time; but don't Tell me every story that you concoct for Every friend to try and hurt them Now they'll hurt you I'm ready to Find me Ready to go Everywhere and Nowhere; to Count on how the angels sing; and Hearts can sometimes take to wings Never get my hopes up I'm ready to jump to you Return to Top |
 Lady-In-Waiting © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver, Roy Al Rendahl, & Brian Hudson www.poppermost.com She's standing there Head's all crazy Perpetually seventeen She's standing there At the coffee table And she wanted to be... Chorus: A lady-in-waiting God knows she's been waiting for so long She's standing there Well, she kept the kids Mama works so very hard these days A cigarette An ashtray full of broken dreams She wants to be... (Chorus) Middle 8: Do you ever concentrate on your home, Mrs. Jones? Or would you rather sit and wait like a stone all alone? She's standing there Heart's all empty Perpetually seventeen She's standing there At the coffee table And she wanted to be... (Chorus) She's been waiting for a lonely lifetime for a memory God knows she's been waiting for so long Return to Top Laurie Steele © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver, Roy Al Rendahl, & Phil Kaz www.poppermost.com Sunday nights, home of Laurie Steele! Hey, hey, hey, hey (with a kissing sound) Here we go, here we go, here we go, there you go! Laurie, we're talkin' to ya' Keep it loose, keep it real, bring it on Laurie Steele Hey, hey, hey, hey Come on (repeated) Woo! Yeah baby, you're in the jungle now! Keep it loose, keep it real, bring it on Laurie Steele Hey, hey, hey, hey Did I tell you that you look good tonight? Yeah You look mahvelous darling, and you know who you are Las Vegas, I'm talkin' to ya, I'm talkin' to ya Poppermost in the house Poppermost in the hiz'ouse The hiz what?... 'ouse... Ahhhh Return to Top Let It Shine © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com I think it's time we finally did it our way If you don't like the view Then man, well there's the highway You're never gonna see another face like mine again in history Never gonna see another son until you know it shines I gonna take some time and find out just exactly what is mine I'm gonna take some time and then I'm gonna Let it shine, let it shine, make it shine Let it shine, let it shine, make it shine I think it's time we finally did it our way If you don't like the view Then man, well there's the doorway You're never gonna see another face like mine again in history Never gonna see the son again until you know it shines I gonna take some time and find out just exactly what is mine I'm gonna take some time and then I'm gonna Let it shine, let it shine, make it shine Let it shine, let it shine, make it shine You're never gonna see another face like mine again in history Never gonna see the son again until you know it shines I gonna take some time and find out just exactly what is mine I'm gonna take some time and then I'm gonna Let it shine, let it shine, make it shine Let it shine, let it shine, make it shine Let it shine! Return to Top  Love Sweet Love © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Chorus: And all in all it's love, sweet love In all, it's all too much Don't miss your opportunity Just think of the possibility Tell me why you wouldn't wanna run around in the sunshine? Struttin' in the sun (Chorus) Something enough to really know When nothing will help your wounds to close Tell me why you wouldn't wanna run around in the sunshine? Struttin' in the sun (Chorus) It's positively electric walking in the sunshine Struttin' in the sun It's positively electric walking in the sunshine Struttin' in the sun Return to Top My Condition © 2002 Brian Hudson, Alex Oliver, & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Oh great! Here it comes again The trembling of a hand The slightest gestures known to man Is part of my condition, and The glow inside my bulb's too bright So I tried shutting of the light The best inventions known to man And I burn myself again, but Chorus: It's not the color of your hair Or all my favorite t-shirts that you wear It's all in how you came right back To check on my condition It's not enough to save your soul So save your dimes for growing old When every wind is chilling cold It's part of my condition, and I am the colour of the day Silly boy blue in shades of grey Things very seldom go my way And I burn myself again, but (Chorus) Return to Top  Myself © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Well, I came in for a landing At a "cocktail and cigarette" Some parts I don't remember But some parts, best to forget One more round, and down inside It flips the switch for my friend Hyde 'Til I step back, wake up, turn around, be myself Dollar in the jukebox, And I just don't really wanna go back home I'm looking for a college grad Whose boundless legs are bound to roam One more round, and down inside Flicks the switch for my friend Hyde 'Til I step back, wake up, turn around, be myself Ain't no use pretending I'm someone else One more shot, and down inside It flicks the switch for my friend Hyde 'Til I step back, wake up, turn around, be myself Ain't no use pretending I'm someone else Look at you, you look like me, myself Step back, wake up, turn around, be myself Ain't no use pretending I'm someone else Look at you, you look like me, myself Step back, wake up, turn around, be myself Return to Top Oh, Cindy! © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver, Roy Al Rendahl, & Phil Kaz www.poppermost.com Cindy wants to take you home tonight Wants to take a two wheel pony ride But she does it with him by her side Oh, Cindy! And she wants to paint the nighttime black Cause it gives her all the speed she lacks They say she got a monkey on her back Oh, Cindy! Chorus: Oh, Cindy! I wanna talk to you Oh, Cindy! Girl, I gotta get with you Cindy wants to take a train to Spain And you know her friends, they would complain They say they're really driving her insane Oh, Cindy! And she loves to wear the color blue And she knows exactly what to do But how is how and what is what is who Oh, Cindy! (Chorus) Middle 8: It doesn't really matter What you gotta say, girl It doesn't matter to you It doesn't matter even If I run away, girl It wouldn't matter to you (Chorus) Return to Top One More Mile (To Go) © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Paint the town A million shades of What makes me and you Feel we're bound to lose One more round A shot might work some magic In this town It's the trick that plays the clown Always let them see you there So they won't forget, and not regret it Always let them see, right there The anger in your eyes... we got One more mile to go One more mile to go And never let them see you sweat You might forget, we got one more mile to go All night long The heroes and the villains Buy you drinks It kinda makes you think All night long The heroes and the dandies Make the scene And they're lookin' kinda mean Always let them see you there So they won't forget, and not regret it Always let them see, right there The anger in your eyes... we got One more mile to go One more mile to go And never let them see you sweat You might forget, we got one more mile to go Return to Top  Pattie's Record World © 2008 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Three Butcher covers she did have A Yellow Submarine with autograph Sacred vinyl pressings from Japan Bangles, Beatles, Rolling Stones Frank Sinatra and Ramones Airplane, Coltrane, go What's that sound Chorus: Get a move on Get your groove on Get to Pattie's Record World You like the music You can't refuse it Get to Pattie's Record World If you have a key, unlock the door Let me loose inside my favorite store I'll gladly take the tour What's that sound? (Chorus) Middle 8: She met Bo Diddley, met Bo Diddley Yeah Bo Diddley, met Bo Diddley Met Bo Diddley, met Bo Diddley Met... (Chorus) (Chorus) Return to Top Punched Up Red, Black, & Blue © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Listen to me, mister My understanding is very crystal I can see your mind is mournful and confused And everything, at least to my understanding Has been punched up red and black and blue I figured everything that I read in the papers Past from mouth to headlines was the vicious truth And everything that I pick up off my TV screen Is punched up red and black and blue Punched up red and black and blue... listen to me Listen to me, mister I see another body starving in the street today It's them, tomorrow maybe me or you Are you prepared to ask a stranger for a favor When you're punched up red and black and blue? My understanding is very crystal I can see just why we're weary and confused And yesterday could set up all of your tomorrows When you're punched up red and black and blue Punched up red and black and blue... listen to me Listen to me, mister Return to Top Rose-Coloured © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Rose-coloured eyes -coloured books -coloured anything imaginable Well imagine that. Rose-coloured scars -coloured skies -coloured anything she sees Then something found me Laughing at her hair Why should she care? She knows I'm waiting there She knows I'm waiting... Rosie, ma-ma-ma-ma, Rosie Rose in her infinite wisdom standing up And standing tall just like a figurine, coloured tangerine Rose sits alone all alone Lonely, where she wants to be Then something found me Laughing at her hair Why should she care? She knows I'm waiting there She knows I'm waiting there ma-ma-ma-ma. Yeah. Rosie, ma-ma-ma Rosie Rose sits alone all alone Lonely, where she wants to be Then something found me Laughing at her there Why should she care? She knows I'm waiting there She knows in her wisdom and soul I'll be waiting there. She knows in her wisdom and soul I'll be waiting. Rosie, when you gonna bloom? Return to Top She Let Go © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com STOP! the world I wanna get off, she said The view from the carousel stays the same Stop, get up, I want to get outta here, she said Well, it's the nature of the beast we can't explain And down the road? She doesn't live there anymore She burned her bridges long before she settled score She let go She let go Closed her eyes and closed her mind and she let go Hey, lets jump off at the same time, she said Don't look down just take my hand I don't know if I could do that, I said Do you know where you might land on your command? And down the road? She doesn't live there anymore She burned her bridges long before she settled score She let go She let go Closed her eyes and closed her mind and she let go STOP! the world I wanna get off, she said Stop it your damn self, I'm goin' home Maybe I could liberate you Radiate and confiscate you But my peace of mind is not your sanctuary And down the road? She doesn't live there anymore She burned her bridges long before she settled score She let go She let go Closed her eyes and closed her mind and she let go She let go She let go She let go Return to Top Stickfigure Girlfriend © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com I can draw from happiness Anything my mind can guess And look into her autumn eyes With lines and curves that tantalize Chorus: And I can bend and shape her any way I wanted to And I can make her so even she can look like you And I love my... stickfigure girlfriend Circles form her eyes and head And bubbles wrap the things she says And I can make her look at me Or run to me and stand beside me (Chorus x2) Middle 8: Hey, stickfigure! You're just imagination to me You're no good for the boy! Hey, stickfigure! You're just an apparition to me Just one of my toys (Chorus x2) And her eyes are deepest blue Prettier than any ocean I once knew And her eyes are deepest green Prettier than any ocean I've ever seen Stickfigure! Return to Top  Swan © 2006 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Float like a swan... Don't you wish that you could float like a swan Underneath the golden rays of the sun? An ugly duckling, don't you wish you could be A beautiful thing that everyone wants to see? It will be your day to come undone And walk the shoreline to a brighter sun We could all be like the chosen ones And float like a swan Don't you wish that you could sail like a swan Treading water in the face of the dawn? Brilliant and broken; don't you wish you could be Nevermore, and further more, there's nothing to see It will be your day to come undone And walk the shoreline to a brighter sun We could all be like the chosen ones And float like a swan Is your reflection just reflections Of the way that you'd like to be? Or is it just another picture Of the damaged goods you see? Return to Top  Sweet Sofia Marie © 2008 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Sofia Marie She is the love of their life Up in the morning and in the window Waving down the friendly passersby (bye, bye) Pointing at the birds That hang like kites up in the open sky Waving at the friendly passersby... blip! Choo-choo-choo baby Go go Canoga Don't get icky with the one, two, three Sofia Marie She finds it necessary To scale the cat and dog And "Tom and Jerry" the canary All you can really do is keep her safe inside (aye, aye) Pointing at the birds That hang like kites up in the open sky Waving at the friendly passersby... blip! Life is just so fine on the solid side of the line, blip! Sofia Marie She is the love of their life Up in the morning and in the window Waving down the friendly passersby (bye, bye) Pointing at the birds That hang like kites up in the open sky Waving at the friendly passersby... blip! Sweet Sofia Marie Pointing at the birds That hang like kites up in the open sky Waving at the friendly passersby... zoot! So-fia Marie! Return to Top  Then There's Jackie © 2008 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver, Roy Al Rendahl, & Kyle Morrow www.poppermost.com Good times and bad times Are only reserved for the best of friends She taught me to laugh at myself How to grow through the pain And surely she gestures The Jester of Jokes, The Queen of Puns She stops to smell the rose-es While slow dancing in the rain Chorus: You inspire me Jackie When I have some news to share Then there's Jackie Bridge: I always see her face Lit up with joy She fills up every void in the room Till the bitter end You make the perfect friend Here's to every moment I spend with you, hey Jackie! (Instrumental) (Chorus) (Bridge) Good times and bad times Are only reserved for the best of friends Never give up on yourself Coz that's all that you get Not many speak up or stand up To take pride in who they are But she always finds the best Of everything so we're all set (Chorus) Return to Top This Time Tomorrow © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com I heard you were coming this time tomorrow Last time I saw you, you were a raging ball of sorrow You cried because no one could hear you You never noticed no one wanted to A pocket full of sympathy is all I have for you And now you're coming unprepared, I don't know what to do I anticipate that you are not the same old one Who got loaded like a pistol, and fired at the sun You compromise and compromise And I can see it in your eyes You want to fight the enemy Oh who... might that be? And when we enter this room, this time tomorrow The room is filled with secrets only you and I know You played "little girl lost" in the great big city Desperate for someone who might show you some pity A pocket full of sympathy is all I have for you And now you're coming unprepared, I don't know what to do I anticipate that you are not the same old one Who got loaded like a pistol, and fired at the sun You compromise and compromise And I can see it in your eyes You want to fight the enemy Oh who... might that be? The sun might shine, I might go blind; it happens everyday Would my heart come in 2nd place if you were here today? I anticipate that you are not the same old one Who got loaded like a pistol, and fired at the sun You compromise and compromise And I can see it in your eyes You want to fight the enemy Oh who... might that be? This time tomorrow... Return to Top Where the Guilty Prayed © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com I walked into Such a sacred room A wooden cross there And a stained glass view And I saw crystal chandeliers And saw those things so crystal clear The beads and rosaries still sound the same They rattle like a ball & chain -- ball & chain I walked into Such a blissful room Among the people With their lotus views Many sacred beads They spread into infinity The chanting rang around my hollow head Until my insides bled -- 'till they bled Chorus: (and) Everything pretty much looks the same Where the guilty prayed For a moment, I was Mary Magdalene Standing at the altar Where the guilty prayed I walked into His pearly white decay He asked me for submission And suggested that I pray I asked him for a "pretty please" With sugar if I'm on my knees To saw that I'd behave and I would stay Where the guilty prayed -- where they prayed (Chorus) I walked into Such a blissful room Among the people And their dirty view And I saw crystal chandeliers And saw myself so crystal clear The beads and rosaries still sound the same Where the guilty prayed -- where they prayed (Chorus) Return to Top Whiskey Flat © 2004 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com Down by the river Down by the sea Johnny broke a bottle And he blamed it on me Chorus: I had to move Back to Whiskey Flat (Whiskey Flat) Just to show you where my mind is at I'm gonna take the road that leads me back To Whiskey Flat Hey, hey get out of my way Just got back from the USA (Chorus) Me and Ms Sassafras was messin' 'round upstairs Landlady said, "Don't want no menfolk up there." (Chorus) Return to Top Wishing Well © 2002 Poppermost (ASCAP) Alex Oliver & Roy Al Rendahl www.poppermost.com If you wanna dance with me Then dance with me And never ask me why If you wanna help me girl Then shelter me, shelter me Against the falling sky No one, nothing is what it seems But we all have this special need Yeah, time will tell Inside your heart is a wishing well If you wanna play with me girl Then stay with me, stay with me And help me mend my wound If you want to give to me Then live with me, live with me And walk the dark side of the moon No one, nothing is what it seems, what it seems But we all have this special need Yeah, time will tell Inside your heart is a wishing well I'll never see another day like this one It could have been coincidence I'll never see another night like this one Ordinary, no But the sky is blue, and now I'm blue Coz I'm growing up, growing old, growing into you I'm growing into you If you've got a song to sing That I've never heard I've never heard another voice like you And if you want to dance with me girl Then dance with me, dance with me I don't mind, I never could No one, nothing is what it seems, what it seems But we all have this special need Yeah, time will tell Inside your heart is a wishing well Is a wishing well Is a wishing well Three coins inside a wishing well Return to Top |
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