diff --git a/euterpe_001_lyrics.tex b/euterpe_001_lyrics.tex index 0906dad..0333192 100644 --- a/euterpe_001_lyrics.tex +++ b/euterpe_001_lyrics.tex @@ -5,7 +5,6 @@ \usepackage[utf8]{inputenc} \usepackage[T1]{fontenc} \usepackage{float} -\raggedbottom \usepackage{verse} @@ -46,6 +45,7 @@ \counterwithout{footnote}{chapter} % Stop resetting the footnote count after each chapter % \NumTabs{18} % Define 18 tab stops (at 1/4" intervals) [tabto package] \raggedbottom % Don't force text to fill page +\raggedright \setlength{\belowcaptionskip}{4pt} % Adjust space between caption and figure \renewcommand*\contentsname{In This Issue…} % Change the name of the TOC \newcommand{\attrib}[1]{\nopagebreak{\raggedleft\footnotesize #1\par}} % Add attributions to verse environment @@ -140,7 +140,7 @@ %% Adjust the TITLE and SUBTITLE as necessary \author{Kenneth John Odle} \title{ - {\Huge Euterpe} \\ + {\Huge Euterpe (Lyrics only)} \\ \vspace{20mm} {\footnotesize \textit{Autoamerican} by Blondie (1980) \\ \bigskip @@ -172,9 +172,6 @@ If you want to donate financial support for the creation of this zine (and all t \tableofcontents -\chapter{The Album} - - \chapter{The Songs} \section{Side One} @@ -248,26 +245,406 @@ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah \subsection{Here's Looking at You} +\begin{verse} +As I sit staring into this liquid amber\\* +Ripples move out to the edge of the glass\\ +Is that really your reflection in there?\\ +I just want to jump into the warm depths\\ +And be there with you one more time!\\ +Oh alright\\ +Hit it boys! + +My initials sprayed across a pavement\\ +Cut into your private winter room\\ +Talk to me now\\ +Step into my room we'll have a word or two\\ +If I ever had a million dollars\\ +If I didn't give it all to you\\ +Would you lose interest?\\ +Show me indifference?\\ +Foot in another shoe? + +Not very high heels\\ +Not wearing sneakers too\\ +A magazine ad a printed canvas\\ +A basic mid shade blue suede shoe\\ +Thought I'd like to have a little party\\ +Thought I'd like to have a little do\\ +Sure I stopped drinking\\ +But for the moment honey here's looking at you! + +I'll stop my drinking give you my promise true\\ +Clean out the closet, be existential\\ +And cast a vote for the president too\\ +But for the action of the moment\\ +Nothing does what it ought to do\\ +Instant depression I learned my lesson\\ +Nothing that I'd rather do\\ +Come on over my place\\ +Can't see him sideways\\ +Honey here's looking at you +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein} + \subsection{The Tide is High} +\begin{verse} +The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one + +I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no\\ +It's not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad\\ +But it's the way you do the things you do to me\\ +I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no + +The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one, number one + +Ev'ry girl wants you to be her man\\ +But I'll wait my dear till it's my turn\\ +I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no + +The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one, number one, number one + +Ev'ry girl wants you to be her man\\ +But I'll wait my dear till it's my turn\\ +I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no + +The tide is high but I'm holding on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one, number one, number one + +The tide is high but I'm holding on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one\\ +The tide is high but I'm holding on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one\\ +The tide is high but I'm holding on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one\\ +The tide is high but I'm holding on\\ +I'm gonna be your number one +\end{verse} +\attrib{John Kenneth Hold and Tyrone Evans} + \section{Angels on the Balcony} +\begin{verse} +Afterglow in a distant row\\ +The door is open and the lights are cold\\ +The children come in here and they dare the ghost\\ +Like a fire burning in a stone + +Silent light in the theatre's sky\\ +Phantom cigarette and a silent cry\\ +The door swings open and it's cold outside\\ +Run and hide, run and hide + +They can still see him singing on the corner singing songs\\ +That never fade away, fade into the kids that come along + +Memory in a silent seat\\ +Melody on a long retreat\\ +Like an angel on a balcony\\ +Like an angel on a balcony +\end{verse} +\attrib{Jimmy Destri and Laura Davis} + \subsection{Go Through It} +\begin{verse} +She knew it about Route Three\\ +Oh, she blew it, you know she could've told me\\ +He can't say no, he can't ask why?\\ +Go through it, highway bride + +He delivers, he's a roadsider\\ +He gets no road from a back seat driver\\ +Away we go, yes or no?\\ +I love you honey, gimme a beer + +But just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me\\ +And I've got no defense, but it makes no difference\\ +'Cause just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me\\ +She does it easy, like ACB + +He's hard to hold on the rolling road\\ +He knows his rig's hot, get through that roadblock\\ +Ten miles to go, already, oh\\ +She knew it, now so does he\\ +Well, I love you honey, gimme a beer\\ +Ooh, go through it, come sit right here +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein} + \section{Side Two} \subsection{Do the Dark} +\begin{verse} +There you are, giving candy\\ +Making confidence with an easy eye\\ +Easy words, oh, what a dancer\\ +Dance you right into the corner in the fire\\ +Do the dark apostle\\ +Do the sidewalk hustle\\ +Do the invisible dance\\ +In the fire, fire, fire, fire + +Walk on glass with the master\\ +There's no question he can't answer with his eyes\\ +What a stage, oh, what a dancer\\ +Looks like a baby with an old man's eyes + +When you break the rules and you burn your bridges\\ +And your fingers itch and they're getting wet when you look at her\\ +Do the dark apostle\\ +Do the sidewalk hustle\\ +Do the invisible dance\\ +In the fire, fire, fire, fire + +Walk on glass, walk on fire\\ +Walk on glass, walk on fire\\ +Walk on glass, walk on fire\\ +Walk on glass, walk on fire +\end{verse} +\attrib{Jimmy Destri} + \subsection{Rapture} +\begin{verse} +Toe to toe\\ +Dancing very close\\ +Barely breathing\\ +Almost comatose\\ +Wall to wall\\ +People hypnotized\\ +And they're stepping lightly\\ +Hang each night in Rapture + +Back to back\\ +Sacroiliac\\ +Spineless movement\\ +And a wild attack + +Face to face\\ +Sadly solitude\\ +And it's finger popping\\ +Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture + +Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly\\ +DJ's spinning I said my, my\\ +Flash is fast, Flash is cool\\ +Francois sais pas, Flashe no deux\ +And you don't stop, sure shot\\ +Go out to the parking lot\\ +And you get in your car and you drive real far\\ +And you drive all night and then you see a light\\ +And it comes right down and lands on the ground\\ +And out comes a man from Mars\\ +And you try to run but he's got a gun\\ +And he shoots you dead and he eats your head\\ +And then you're in the man from Mars\\ +You go out at night, eatin' cars\\ +You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too\\ +Mercuries and Subaru\\ +And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars\\ +Then, when there's no more cars\\ +You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet\\ +Face to face, dance cheek to cheek\\ +One to one, man to man\\ +Dance toe to toe\\ +Don't move too slow, 'cause the man from Mars\\ +Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars\\ +Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall\\ +He's gonna eat 'em all\\ +Rapture, be pure\\ +Take a tour, through the sewer\\ +Don't strain your brain, paint a train\\ +You'll be singin' in the rain\\ +I said don't stop, do punk rock\\ + +Well now you see what you wanna be\\ +Just have your party on TV\\ +'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on\\ +And now he's gone back up to space\\ +Where he won't have a hassle with the human race\\ +And you hip-hop, and you don't stop\\ +Just blast off, sure shot\\ +'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars\\ +And now he only eats guitars, get up! +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein} + \subsection{Faces} +\begin{verse} +Faces cracked for reason beyond recognition\\ +His space is at the Palace\\ +He sleeps for twenty five cents\\ +Now he's wiping headlights windshields with an old rag\\ +It ain't nine to five\\ +Down and dirty he's an old tramp\\ +He poses like a dead man\\ +The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes and dancers\\ +He's standing under street lights\\ +He's thinking of his old life\\ +He lost his pretty young wife\\ +The corner is his big plan\\ +His brunch with Jim and jitters\\ +Boston blue laws ain't for shitters\\ +And newsprint is for cheaters\\ +Cement mattress for believers\\ +Now he's shooting power curves\\ +His buddies think he's got some nerve\\ +Missus Face had other lovers\\ +Her arms smothered other numbers\\ +He freezes\\ +Christmas season all Saints protect him\\ +His face is cracked for reason beyond recognition +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry} + \subsection{T-Birds} +\begin{verse} +Circle high, circle low\\ +Jammers fly, T-birds\\ +You show, you show, whiplash go\\ +You show, you show, T-birds. Mighty bird\\ +T-bird, my mighty bird + +On the dot in the slot, tie the knot\\ +On the dot timed kisses\\ +In the slot on the dot, tie the knot\\ +In the slot, no misses + +Mighty bird\\ +T-bird, my mighty bird\\ +T-bird, mighty bird\\ +Black sun conqueror + +\textup{[Spoken bridge]}\\ +Two thousand years ago…\\ +A great race of roller derby warriors lived in South and Central America\\ +They had many gods\\ +Mixtecs and the Toltecs and the Mayans\\ +Cabracan God. Xibalbay, Godzilla, Gargoyle, Mayan, Mazatlan, Mazatlan\\ +Mayan warrior, my oh my + +Black sun worshiper\\ +Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!\\ +Coil it up plumed serpent\\ +Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!\\ +Coil it up, my T-bird + +Serpent curl\\ +T-bird, rule the world\\ +T-bird, mighty bird\\ +Black sun born again + +Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\ +Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\ +Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\ +Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison} + \subsection{Walk Like Me} +\begin{verse} +We don't wear that uniform\\ +Paper men from pages torn\\ +Right off the press it could be Tass\\ +Suits for the regime\\ +The media's gone and had a baby\\ +Seventh wave another navy\\ +I live in America\\ +gridlock on the street + +Tell that girl you like her badge\\ +Tell that man you're the Nazz\\ +Tell them you're not the last walking in parade\\ +Dressed to test you up the road\\ +Tighter than the latest clothes\\ +Close the circle walk in row +Walking in parade + +Why don't you walk like me?\\ +Walk like me?\\ +Walk like me? + +Carrying the standard stick\\ +And marrying the politik\\ +You won't know tomorrow\\ +What went down today + +Look at me I'm in tune\\ +References around my room\\ +Just another secret school\\ +Another cycle going by + +You, you never looked like that\\ +Don't look like me\\ +Don't take it back\\ +You never had a name like that\\ +Never had a color + +Walking like a millionaire\\ +Walking on imported air\\ +Change the way you comb your hair\\ +And watch what you walk under + +Why don't you walk like me?\\ +Walk like me?\\ +Walk like me?\\ +Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh\\ +Heh, heh, heh + +Heh, why don't you?\\ +Why don't you walk like me?\\ +Walk like me?\\ +Walk like me?\\ +Walk like me? +Heh, heh +\end{verse} +\attrib{Jimmy Destri} + \subsection{Follow Me} +\textit{Nimue:} +\begin{verse} +Far from day, far from night\\ +Out of time, out of sight\\ +In between earth and sea\\ +We shall fly; follow me + +Dry the rain, warm the snow\\ +Where the winds never go\\ +Follow me\\ +Follow me\\ +Follow me + +To a cave by a sapphire shore\\ +Where we'll walk through an emerald door,\\ +And for thousands of breathless evermores my life you will be\\ + +Only you, only I\\ +World farewell, world goodbye\\ +To our home 'neath the sea\\ +We shall fly\\ +Follow me + +Only you, only I\\ +World farewell, world goodbye\\ +To our home 'neath the sea\\ +We shall fly\\ +Follow me + +Follow me\\ +Follow me\\ +Follow me +\end{verse} +\attrib{Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe} + \chapter{The Extra Songs} @@ -276,6 +653,61 @@ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah \subsection{Susie and Jeffrey} +\begin{verse} +Even though Jeff was worried\\ +They weren't in a hurry\\ +They planned a lovely honeymoon\\ +Sue had a brand new Chevy\\ +Conservative, in good taste + +Only 30 payments due\\ +They had outstanding tickets\\ +They had no car insurance\\ +But they had lots of things to do + +They were getting organized\\ +They had their plans all finalized\\ +The date was set for Saturday\\ +Susie and Jeffrey, they're gonna get married\\ +They're going for a blood test + +What if I don't pass my blood test?\\ +What about our marriage licence?\\ +What if I can't be deprogrammed? + +Don't act like it's your last chance\\ +We could have fun at the Spahn Ranch\\ +It's not like Gordon Avenue\\ +Susie and Jeffey, they're gonna get married\\ +They're going for a blood test + +Jeffrey said, ``Let's wait''\\ +Sue took her foot off the brake\\ +He drove into a wall\\ +Don't get excited, now don't shout\\ +I'll scratch your eyes out\\ +Now we can't have our honeymoon + +Don't touch she's my fiance\\ +Say, but I like the way you play\\ +An autograph from Orson Welles\\ +I'm a fan, here's my record\\ +(It's one we can't get programmed)\\ +We want to give to all of you + +They had a little argument\\ +Sue took her foot off the brake\\ +He drove the car into a wall\\ +They had a little argument\\ +Sue took her foot off the brake + +He drove the car into a wall\ +They had a disagreement\\ +Sue took her foot off the brake\\ +He drove the car into a wall +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison} + \section{1994 CD Reissue Bonus Tracks} \subsection{Rapture (Special Disco Mix)} @@ -286,6 +718,65 @@ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah \subsection{Call Me (Original Long Version)} +\begin{verse} +Color me your color, baby\\ +Color me your car\\ +Color me your color, darling\\ +I know who you are\\ +Come up off your color chart\\ +I know where you're coming from + +Call me (call me) on the line\\ +Call me, call me any, anytime\\ +Call me (call me) I'll arrive\\ +You can call me any day or night\\ +Call me + +Cover me with kisses, baby\\ +Cover me with love\\ +Roll me in designer sheets\\ +I'll never get enough\\ +Emotions come, I don't know why\\ +Cover up love's alibi + +Call me (call me) on the line\\ +Call me, call me any, anytime\\ +Call me (call me) I'll arrive\\ +When you're ready, we can share the wine\\ +Call me + +Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\ +He speaks the languages of love\\ +Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\ +Amore, chiamami, chiamami\\ +Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\ +Appelle-moi mon cheri, appelle-moi\\ +Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way\\ +Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day + +Take me out and show me off\\ +And put me on the scene\\ +Dress me in the fashions of the 1980s\\ +You're a man, no in-between\\ +You know what your words can mean + +Call me (call me) my love\\ +Call me, call me any, anytime\\ +Call me (call me) for a ride\\ +Call me, call me for some overtime\\ +Call me (call me) in my life\\ +Call me, call me in a sweet design\\ +Call me (call me), call me for your lover's, lover's alibi\\ +Call me (call me) on the line\\ +Call me, call me any, anytime\\ +Call me (call me) + +Ah, call me, mm-mm-ah\\ +Call me (call me), my love\\ +Call me, call me any +\end{verse} +\attrib{Deborah Harry and Giorgio Moroder} + \subsection{Suzie and Jeffrey} Was the B-side to the ``The Tide is High'' single.