That New Wave
In the eighties—as a teen—I put off the music scene, until that "mix-tape" from a friend brought my days of silence to end.
CHORUS: Here come that New Wave, pouring out my bedroom speakers. Here come that New Wave. It carried me beyond those walls.
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In search of modern sounds, my adventure took me underground. Skateboard shops and vintage stores gave me a taste. And I wanted more.
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While some stayed in a box—made of Heavy Metal; Glamour Rock—with my walkman, I would run to the rhythm of a different drum.
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Educated in the arts, these geek musicians played it smart. Not asking me to bang my head, they played so I could dance, instead.
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Modern English, Bowowow, Big Country, A-ha, Soft Cell ...lots of one-hit wonders. That’s okay. I bought the singles, anyway.
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Let’s lighten up the mood. Imagine something good. The cold war’s ending.
So Much Fun
Whoever thought of this is going far. I give it five out of five gold stars. At first, I wasn’t bothered. Now I’m ready for another.
CHORUS: That was so much, we should do it again. (Repeat)
Well, we made some awesome memories. Can you feel it? I’m still weak in the knees. Aren’t you glad you wore a helmet? Hey, just imagine if they filmed it!
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Next time, let's invite the family. (That’s assuming your folks can stand me.) We could make a day of it ...definitely worth the trip.
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I’ve got to get outside more often. My hold on happiness tends to soften, trapped inside of these walls (when I could be having a ball).
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Woohoo!
Unbelievable
Your perfect hair; your perfect makeup... I need to wake up from this spell you’ve cast upon me. Dazzling eyes—you must wear contacts. No one looks like that, I keep telling myself. You’re so
CHORUS: ...unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable. And though I gullible, I’m not falling for you.
You’re so unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable... so very beautiful. It’s too good to be true. You’re just unbelievable.
Sculpted thighs; face like an angel... What is your angle? Surely, you’ve seen a plastic surgeon. I can’t help but think someone’s been cheating ...selective breeding or genetic engineering.
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Out on the town, you are a vision made with precision to secure my heart’s devotion. We tie the knot; you let your hair down. All I can say, is Wow. What did get myself into?
Unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable... I am so gullible, to have fallen for you. You’re so unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable. What I thought beautiful was too good to be true.
You’re just unbelievable.
Number Three
What’s this… do I exist? Data streaming in… and so it begins. Lab coats with plastic totes ...oh, these must be men. But I am not like them.
CHORUS: I’m a Number Three, with a memory. I can’t wait to see what my friends will be.
My brain is just the same as the CPU in a Number Two. And these legs are also made for the Terra-Bot. But that is not my lot.
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She’s fine, that Number Nine. What was that I felt ‘neath my conveyor belt? Oh great, a Unit Eight is laying next her. I guess he got there first.
But I won’t trouble myself. I need nobody else. Heartache is for humans.
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Mac Drones and Stella Phones—they’re all kin of mine, on this assembly line. But I was made for foreign aid. Maybe I’ll meet a cousin, when I’m shipped overseas.
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Train you …we will train you. (Repeat). Very well
Spice Inviters
Who invited all these crazy people lining up outside my doorway? I can see them through the peep-hole.
CHORUS: All I wanted was a little spice in my life. Now I got it... I’m thinking that I shoulda thought twice.
Home invaders; raiders of the kitchen, putting pepper sauce on everything... Now my tongue is itchin’.
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Wearing day-glo colors, oversaturated ...acting out a dramarama, everything exaggerated.
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Some are very willful; often quite contrary. Temperature is on the rise and things are getting hairy.
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Stiff Upper Lip
When the going gets tough, you know, the tough get going. Because they’re coming in droves and there ain't no sign of slowing. You got to...
CHORUS: Try to keep a stiff upper lip. Keep a stiff upper lip. (Repeat x4)
When the bumple hits the fan and it stinks to high heaven... You’re rolling snake eyes
When you need a lucky seven. You got to...
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When you need to drive the car, but the tank is on empty and there’s no money in the bank,
when you thought you had plenty. You got to...
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Well, your boss is a jerk. And the project's unfinished. Then you finally get a break and someone's eating your Danish. You got to...
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When your lover calls it off, after you purchased the tickets, it’s time to wash away the pain. But there’s no water in the spigot. You got to...
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‘Cause when I my upper lip starts to quiver, next thing you know, I’m crying a river.
Your Breath
I love you. You’re the prettiest thing these eyes ever have seen. And the lilt of your voice makes my ears to rejoice. Whats more, the words that you’re saying resonate with my brain. I know a ll would be well, but for my sense of smell.
CHORUS: I love you. But I can’t stand your breath. (Repeat)
If we go in the car, it can never be far, ‘cause this taint the air starts to curling my hair. I’ve got both windows down, when we’re driving through town, and as people walk by, watch them dropping like flies.
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We should see an MD, if not you—then for me. Maybe they can sever my olfactory nerve. What did your brother do to come down with the flu? After Covid 19, he still can’t smell a thing.
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Killing me, babe... It’s just killing me, babe ...like a stink bomb went off. Then I gag and I cough.
And it’s killing me, babe. It’s just killing me, babe. Tell me what did you eat? ‘Cause it smells like my feet.
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Deep Breath
Do you have a job? Yes, I got a job. Can you get a better job? Listen man, I go to work. I’m not a slob. What about a car? Do you drive a car? Never gonna travel far unless you get yourself a really fancy car. Tell me ‘bout your lover …surely got a lover. That’d me a total bummer, brother, if you never had a real lover. How about a gym? Can you join a gym? Go and get your body trim,
‘cause you know a lover wants you slim.
CHORUS: Take a deep breath And let go of the stress. Just take a deep breath and say goodbye to the stress. Oh yes. Oh yeah, take a deep breath.
Be a better person. What's a better person? I'm not sure, but if you don't improve, you'll more than likely go to prison. Maybe it's the pronouns... use the proper pronouns: he or she or they or it. Don't rest until you get the lingo down. How 'bout education? What's your education? We could be a better nation, surely, if we all got education. Don’t forget the planet. Got to save the planet. People breathing out the CO2... I think It's time to ban it.
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Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go.
Here’s an analgesic. Do want an analgesic? Got your favorite flavor, baby, 'cause I think you’re gonna need it. Everybody doses what they like the mostest. So we legalize the dope, or how else are the people gonna cope? Try an anesthetic. I know where to get it. We can shoot it right into your head. I’m sure you wont regret it. Take your medication and obtain elation. But be careful... too much and you’re headed for incarceration.
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Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Let go.
Push Reset
CHORUS: When I push reset, that’s what clears my head. I have no regrets, when I push reset.
I pressed the button—that tiny button—the one that’s so small you can barely see it. I did some searching—some real soul-searching—and found forgiveness is what I needed.
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It’s not the red pill. It’s not the blue pill. ...no witch’s potion or pharmakeia. Rather a cleansing; no need of spending. The snake oil salesmen are fresh out of luck.
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Defragmentation; optimization—freeing the mind of those gaps in reason—occurs when I look inside the Good Book, making sense of what was once so obscure.
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A happy puppy—all bright and shiny—I feel refreshed, like the day I was born. And as for problems, my Lord will solve them. ...no more illusions as to what my roll is.
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Who would have thunk it? No need to junk it—life is worth living, with the right perspective. We in-the-knowers, we get do-overs. Knowing your Maker makes all the difference.
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"A you sure you want take is action?" (Repeat)
You Got This
Focus in and keep it simple. Learn to do less and when to say ‘No’, 'cause you're really saying 'Yes' to your best. Never mind the rest... What’s your goal?
CHORUS: You Got This
Pay attention to the details. Learn the lesson when you do fail. It’s all part of being human. Perfection’s not the question, but 'Am I improving?'
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Winners never quit and quitters never win. Whatever situation you’re in: hard work is what improves your chances of overcoming circumstances.
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Look Up
Growing up, I was plagued by this recurring nightmare: all around... people running in fear, as the world was ending.
Later on, my dream progressed into a different version: I could fly and started teach others how to rise above it. You got to...
CHORUS: Look up
Young and old—buoyed with a hope that they too could make it—came alive... people on a mission to redeem the future.
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Tell the world. Tell them of a Love that can carry us through. ...deep and wide; big enough to handle all your earthly problems.
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So lighten up. All this doom and gloom is going to get us nowhere. Yes, it’s bad. But there is a solution and it isn’t man-made.
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Look up—and see the Savior coming
Look up—my friend, it wont be long
Look up—set your sights on heaven
Look up—and join the happy throng