[Frenchman and the Magician]

My dear brother, you've become quite a bother, pissing on the family name
Your ranting and raving, general misbehaving
Has tried my patience

When father catches wind of your prospects, he'll put an end to your affairs
The men from your dealings won't stop at your feelings
When faced with your setbacks now

Before your eyes, quite hypnotized, make no mistake
This man will pass, and be brought back, death in his wake

This night, let sleep fill your eyes
One thought rings true: now your life is through
Breathe slow, you’ve no more to blow
Be still life’s swing, draw unto death’s sting

My dear mother, please be kind to our father, he’s not to blame for your despair
Dear brother ain’t golden and s’due for a scoldin’
For all our troubles

He seems to think that there is not a tomorrow, and earns less than he cares to pay
Between cards and horses, and dirty divorces
His tricks won’t cover now

Before your eyes, quite hypnotized, make no mistake
This man will pass, and be brought back, death in his wake

This night, let sleep fill your eyes
One thought rings true: now your life is through
Breathe slow, you’ve no more to blow
Be still life’s swing, draw unto death’s sting

We’ve seen him dead for one hour now, he won’t awake
Let’s nab this witch the fire’s lit, he won’t escape

My dear lover I sure hope you discover the note I slid beneath your door
You see brother’s burning, each bridge built through earning
And has beached his allies

I have to help ‘im (oh I’m some kind of brother) breathe a less afflictive air
We’re off through the back door toward distant and dark shores
To start all over now

 

[An Excerpt from the Journal of Harold Rosengart]

Oh I wish Miss Annabelle were savvy to her husband's lack of charm
I want nothing more than her affection and to remove my love from harm

All around people are whispering secrets to themselves
No one knows that I am listening -- a specter, hidden well

I've convinced the Doctor, I Internist London of the schemes which he should fear
I've incited him to test my findings on his wife I hold so dear

All around people are whispering secrets to themselves
No one knows that I am listening -- a specter, hidden well

Every week they gather, joining hands by candle light
To conjure spirits, amuck at night
I move their chairs ‘round, poke about and stir up sound
To my amusement, an awful fright

Oh I wish Miss Annabelle were savvy to her husband’s lack of charm

All around people are whispering secrets to themselves
No one knows that I am listening -- a specter, hidden well

Every week they gather, joining hands by candle light
To conjure spirits, amuck at night
I move their chairs ‘round, poke about and stir up sound
To my amusement, an awful fright

 

[Lowell the Lamplighter]

I dream a cloud with trees of mint leaves
Licorice lakes and bright orange poppies
The sky below, a sea of snow

At five or so, the sheriff shows, he pokes and pries
He slaps my face and yells “Disgrace!” until he sees my eyes
Side to side I flail and writhe until I hit the floor
Once up straight, it’s getting late, I try to find the door.

Why do they point, snicker and shout Hé! Pas de cou
I don’t bother them while I’m out Comment entendez - vous
Turn the other cheek all them say Bon a rien!    
Sure I would if I could, hey hey Comment voyez - vous

A life alone, one seems to find
A way to cope and pass the time
So, all night long I sing this song

Latch the door, lie on the floor, with opium lit
I breathe it slow, away I go, into a lovely fit
I come around to find the ground and clear my head
I roll myself a hairy rag and put myself to bed

Why do they point, snicker and shout Hé! Pas de cou
I don’t bother them while I’m out Comment entendez - vous
Turn the other cheek all them say Bon a rien!    
Sure I would if I could, hey hey Comment voyez - vous

 

[The Cowboy]

Annabelle dear, would you tell me somethin' that tickles my ear
A word of the simplest case would find new face when spoken by you
Our time is not long -- I wanna hold you darlin' and sing you a song

You're as lovely as ladies come
Oh dearest one please stay by my side

Well sheriff, so long! It's been nice, I'll see you around
Don't hesitate to say hello when out about town
Give mother my love, I know it's long overdue
I'd love to stay and chat a bit, alas, our time is through

One of these days, you're gonna slip up sonny and I will be there
So wipe that smirk off your face -- no hiding place can keep me from you

Well sheriff, so long! It's been nice, I'll see you around
Don't hesitate to say hello when out about town
Give mother my love, I know it's long overdue
I'd love to stay and chat a bit, alas, our time is through

The second or third ended without despair
Every one since then has been much easier
I carry on in the hope there's an error
Can one love when not loved by another

 

[An Interview with Dr. Archibald Davenport Drearum]

As a doctor, I've identified the proper
Procedures for arranging priorities
In logical succession, I've categorized obsession
And added an appendix for referencing

My fellow, Dr. London, and I have found abundant
Positive evidence on our means of escape
We've tested, on small creatures, the form altering features
The serum for removing us from this society

A wife is nothing but a hunter enticed by the prospect of control
She'll stop at nothing just to hinder research and achievement of a goal

It seems that we've concluded with every word included
Is there anything that you care to add to summarize
With careful observation and attention to equations
Success is achieved through multiple tests of theories

A wife is nothing but a hunter enticed by the prospect of control
She'll stop at nothing just to hinder research and achievement of a goal

 

[Louella Von Trowell]

I tread with ease, swift as the breeze
Around windbreak and dandelion
I’m the chill, come through your window sill
Casting spells where you be lyin’

We’d dance between the sheets like two leaves blowin'
Around each other in the breeze
Without regard for what the whole world’s doin’
We’d take each other in with ease

Oh fool am I to fall for the very spell I ply
A pinch or two will not wake me once this curse is through
Each spell I try, digs deeper, my desire to draw nigh
My Threnody! Please don’t sing, no, not in front of me

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We’d hold each other tight the whole night dreamin’
Of ways to spend the day to come
He’d tell me all about his love, over flowin’
Upon my heartstrings he would strum!

I hover fixed, above with fiddle sticks, 
While you sleep and murmur phrases
I don’t quit, until my curse will sit
And your thoughts are all but gazes

 

[A Letter to The Admiral]

Admiral sir, we've found a way to track you down
I'm sure this comes as no surprise
We regretfully inform you, but this is the norm
With men the likes of you

Pending Martial Law, you'll have one chance to withdraw
Before we take aggressive means
And as you are aware, you'll have one chance to re-swear
Allegiance to the Queen

I bend over backwards, I study the charts
I get them home safely before supper starts
And how do they pay me? With letters and threats
I wish they would fold their hands and settle their debts

Should you want to know or wonder where to go
If sense comes knocking at your door
Please sign your name below, sit tight until we show
A time can be arranged

A man came to meet me a quarter past three
To purchase my conscience and strained loyalty
The fleet I commanded, a convoy unarmed
Was to be stranded, no one would be harmed