I Hope You Understand Dear

For years I’ve been watchin’ folks on the T.V. Sometimes it seemed they were more real than me Then I met you computer, you wanted my touch Y’gave me the ‘control’ that I needed so much! Cho: I hope you understand Dear, you’ll forgive me, I know Y’follow ev’ry ‘command’ Dear, but I’m going back […]

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My Father’s Top Drawer

As a child I was blessed with a curious mind And a sleepy, incompetent nurse! One day I discovered my father’s top drawer, Where I found my old man was perverse! Cho: It’s a wonder I turned out as well as I did I’m not nearly as warped as before I’m not sick, God forbid! […]

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Give Yourself A Hand

Cho: Give yourself a hand, give yourself a hand You say it’s not your fault so it’s got to be your glands! Give yourself a hand, give yourself a hand Give us all a break and give yourself a hand! You act like you’ve been, Deserted on an island all alone for years With no […]

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When One Is Too Many

One drink, one smoke, one snort of coke A sugar slip, hey, a mainline trip Are you sick and tired of feeling sick and tired? My friend, I know you know what’s required! Cho: When one is too many, and a thousand ain’t enough, You cannot do any, hey, you got to get tough! When […]

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Mr. D

Cho: I am Mr. D, what I say is true Everything changes constantly So do the best you can do! Catepiller crawls Into her cocoon, “Good bye!” Everything changes constantly Now she’s a butterfly! This is Number One Everything changes under the sun So take some chances, have some fun Do the best you can […]

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Look At The Ceiling

Look at the ceiling The shadows are bears I wonder what’s on the T.V.? And Daddy’s hands rub me all over I wonder, do leaves in the creek find their way to the sea? Mom mashes potatoes and pours in the milk And silently smokes cigarettes I wish she would hug me, or look at […]

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My Secret

MY SECRET Cho: I’ve got a secret, how ’bout you? Let’s tell each other what we do! I’ve got a secret, how ’bout you? Friday night I’m feelin’ right, cause I get paid Right back to my little room, and I pull the shade Off with pants and quickly on with that dress I made […]

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Garbage

GARBAGE Mr. Thompson calls the waiter Orders steak and baked potater Then he leaves the bone and gristle And he never eats the skin The busboy comes and takes it With a cough contaminates it Then he throws it in a can With coffee grinds and sardine tins A truck comes by on Friday And […]

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Man Oh Man I Can

This was written before computers took up all our spare time. Relationships with inanimate objects might not be all that fulfilling, but they are sure less complicated, (ya think?) MAN OH MAN I CAN! Intro: As a window dresser at Macy’s My future held nothing in store Until that day in the warehouse When I […]

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Strength

After my parent’s divorce, I wanted to write a song about how much they had each learned from the experience. I knew that commercially it would be nice to write a verse about my Dad and a verse about my Mom, then tie it up with the last verse describing how the experience had changed […]

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