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Featured music: "Road Trip"

4/17/2024 Hit the road Jack.

The cover image for the album Road Trip by Bob Sellon.
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Hear the songs and check out the synchronized lyric viewer at the Road Trip page.

Includes 5 new songs with 7 remixed/enhanced classics.

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All songs were mastered/re-blended/augmented by Tom Waltz at Waltz Mastering.

Contributors: Frank Sarcia - drums, Brian Templeton - harmonica, keyboards and vocals, Allan Harper - guitar, Brian Wood - guitars, Bruce Alger - keyboards, Jim Fabiano - bass, Ufo Walter - solo-bass and sound effects.

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The River
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With Bruce Alger on keys, Brian Templeton on accordian and Todd Sellon on foot stomping.

The River

by Robert J. Sellon

The river is running, the sound is calling me.
Taking me back there to where I should be.
Get out of the city, escape from the heat
Got people to go, got places to meet.

Load me up, carry it down.
Take it to the water. Don't let it touch the ground.
You see me smiling, just the smallest trace of fear
as we put in, push off, get us outta here.

And when you ride, you can feel it within you
Feel it glide, hear the sound so sweet.
Deep inside it's near you
There's no finer rite baby, can't you see.

And when you ride, you can feel it within you
Feel it glide, hear the sound so sweet.
Deep inside it's near you
There's no finer rite baby, can't you see.

The river is running, the sound is calling me.
Taking me back there to where I should be.
I love just to be there shining free,
takin the river, you and me
takin the river, you and me
takin the river, you and me

Copyright 2002 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Cool This Summer (Fully Fluted 2022 Remix)
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This is a remix of Cool This Summer that includes a previously muted counter-solo by Bruce Alger.

Cool This Summer

by Robert J. Sellon

It`s hot, so hot.
But still I want you near.
I cannot feel the rain..
but I hear it everywhere

Cool this summer, cool like rain
Cool this summer, cool like rain

Fallin, fallin, fallin down
Can you get it?
Cool this, cool this, cool this town
Everybody`s ready

Cool this summer, cool like rain
Cool this summer, cool like rain

Copyright 2002 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Fourth of July
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Includes some background vocals/shouts by Brian Templeton and Todd Sellon. Bob on vocals, guitar, bass, drums and keys.

Fourth Of July

by Robert J. Sellon

Crazy Jane made her mother cry,
Melt down on the fourth of July
She slammed that door, didn`t say goodbye
She was long gone on the fourth of July

She was a party child, it was party time. She had...
big plans for the fourth of July
She could steal your man, she could steal your life
no fool is safe on the fourth of July

Now, downtown they were gettin in line,
ice cold beer, take a slice of lime,
pig on a pole, corn in a pile
let your pepper cool, let your chicken fry

Mama sings, your baby cry
Papa sit back, he said "nighty night"
Too much sugar, the kids run wild
All hell broke loose on the fourth of July

Everybodys dancin in the street
Your brother had too much to eat
You know your cousin is the one to beat
you can`t be sure, the victory is sweet

Catch a cold, catch a cough, catch a piece of behind
They yell, "Take it off!" on the fourth of July
She got your key, got your car,
got your wink of an eye
Sweet talk on the fourth of July

She could drink she could drive,
she could kick a bee hive
Test fate on the fourth of july
She cut left but she should`a cut right
Got a "need to know" on the fourth of July

You should have seen the look upon her face
Every day she`d be riding her daddy`s case
He said, "I can`t wait for you to leave this place"
and then she was gone, she left without a trace

He stopped to see a marching band
Veteran only got one hand
For all these things he gives this land
What do we give back to this man

Things you gained, the things you lost
simple things at such a cost
these precious things that can`t be bought
what it really means, you can`t be taught

I just pray I can open up my eyes
in time to understand the lies
It`s a holiday, you wonder why
This is your "wake up call" on the fourth of July

Copyright 2004 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
No Snow Blues
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A salvaged legacy recording with Frank Sarcia on drums, Brian Wood on guitar, Mike DeJadon on keys, Jim Fabiano on bass and Bob Sellon on vocals and acoustic guitar.

The No Snow Blues

by Robert J. Sellon

I've got my skiis
I got my poles
I got my no-glare sunglasses
got a mask to block the cold

Got a new pair of boots
Got some sun screen for my nose
Three pairs of socks on
Got a brandy flask, don't you know

But the sky is looking sunny
and the air's a might warm too
I got the green Christmas Depression
an a case of no snow blues

I got the time
I got the skill
Got a season's pass at Attatash
just to get me up that hill

Chalett for the season
with a fireplace and a bar
got all my money saved
got my roof racks on the car

and I'd be loadin up my gear
but I know that it's no use
I got the green Christmas depression
an a case of no snow blues

I know they got snow
out in the west
a three foot base in Colorado
while New England's such a mess

They got three feet of powder
and it's fifty degrees in the day
ski bunnies half naked
soaking up those mid western rays

yeah but me, I got a family
Little Johnny needs a pair of shoes
I got the green Christmas depression
and a case of no snow blues

Help me please help
Can't control what I do
I been trying so hard to play it smart
but I always play the fool

Help me please help me
seed the clouds if you have too
I'm a nervous wreck with half a deck
an I'm beggin of you.....you

I'm on the lamb
I'm on the run
Remorgaged my house
quit my job and bought a gun

Stole me a Bronco
Fill er up an I'll be cool
If I make it to New York city tonight
I'll be on the slopes by noon

but the state heat is a gainin
FBI is on me too
I'm just victim of the green Christmas depression
and those dirty low down,
scratching the ground,
life of me,...
No snow blues

Copyright 2002 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Cool This Summer
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This is the original version of Cool This Summer that appeared on my Sing For Your Stew CD with Bruce Alger on keyboards and Bob on vocals, guitars, bass and drums.

Cool This Summer

by Robert J. Sellon

It`s hot, so hot.
But still I want you near.
I cannot feel the rain..
but I hear it everywhere

Cool this summer, cool like rain
Cool this summer, cool like rain

Fallin, fallin, fallin down
Can you get it?
Cool this, cool this, cool this town
Everybody`s ready

Cool this summer, cool like rain
Cool this summer, cool like rain

Copyright 2002 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Here, There and Everywhere
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The recording is live with Ken on guitar and harmony, and me on piano and lead vocal. Absent the 3 part [Beatle] harmonies, the song is actually even pretty good without them (they were unavailable at the time of the recording:) The range of the lead vocal line is pretty broad so I'm hoping my pitch is in your comfort zone.

You can get a better look at the image on my cheese-ball promo page. Bob

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Changes
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I was able to create an interactive landing page for this song that uses a very nice surface-of-water effect so you can "Watch the ripples.." and disturb the surface yourself by dragging. I had been planning on releasing the effect on a different song but the fit for this song was too much to pass up. It's relaxing to just brush the surface and watch the ripples move out but you need to agitate it a bit to get the more interesting warping. When you play the song, the title and credits move out of the way so you can just watch the water.

And speaking of the song, this one has Frank Sarcia and Ken Shano on drums and guitar/voice respectively recorded live at the last No Muse show in 2015 with bass from Jim Fabiano added last year. I added one or two backing vocals but otherwise the recording is live and all 5 people who showed up loved it! No, I'm kidding, there were at least 8.

Please note that purchasing this song helps promote live local music and small businesses; our only rocket ship is made of cardboard and is just big enough for my grandson.

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6/2/2022 Update

As I tested the water-ripple effect on different devices I found that it was choking on a few so I did a deep dive and optimized it so it seems to run ok on most, possibly all (yeah, I can hear you laughing). At any rate it appears in a box for all devices except phones but is a lot more responsive and now includes some choreography of the rain to the music. There ended up being a lot of triggers required to do an effective "rain" performance so I ended up adding a feature that allowed me to record the dragging and clicking of the cursor which now plays back when you play the song. It's a weird thing to try to "perform" since it gets mixed with random waves when it plays back but is still interesting.

Note that the water effect pushes hard on any device running it so its best not to leave it running if you are on a battery. You can also hear the song from the link above to avoid the device abuse.

Sunny Afternoon
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This features Frank Sarcia on drums, Ken Shano on guitar, Jim Fabiano on bass and myself on piano and voice. The piano, drums, guitar and Ken`s background vocal were recorded live at a 2015 No Muse Is Bad News show.

Available on Spotify, Apple Music, iTunes, Instagram & Facebook, TikTok, Amazon and many, many more.

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Alison
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It, apparently, had not been a good wedding.

Another great recording from a No Muse Is Bad News show in Billerica in 2015. This one features a Mr. Ken Shano on guitar and harmony vocals, Frank Sarcia on drums and bass (after the fact) by Jim Fabiano. The keys and vocals are your`s truely. It`s worth mentioning that the only overdub on this recording was Jim`s bass, the rest is live.

Like all of my recent releases, you can find this on Spotify, Amazon, Apple Music, iTunes, TikTok or your other favorite music source. The DISTROKID landing page for the song also contains links for the song on major outlets. "Alexa play Bob Sellon Bad Boy". There.

Bad Boy
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Well, the dog in question, Buffy, had an open-mouth encounter with a skunk. Buffy and everyone who ever came in contact with her again lost. Seen here, admidst her tomato juice bath, though the washing machine was added later.

The drums (Frank Sarcia), some of the guitars (Ken Shano) and keyboards and vocals (me) were recorded at the No Muse Is Bad News Spring 2015 Music Series finale with a pandemic-ready bass added by Jim Fabiano and overdubs from me on guitar and vocal last year.

TMI It`s worth noting that the over-the-top guitars were edged closer to divinity owing to the wonderful CrushStation plugin by Eventide that graced them. Though the instrument was my [awesome] new Line6 Variax, it was plugged directly into a line input on my audio interface so the overdrive tone was entirely from the plugin. The Variax, if you didn`t know, is a guitar that just "models" (copies the sound of) other types of guitars. I`m pretty sure I used the "Lester" preset which is a "model" of an early Les Paul guitar for the Bad Boy overdubs but there are lots of great other ones. Not to digress but the acoustic guitars presets are amazing. 12 string, banjo, sitar, a couple of Martin acoustics. Good stuff. My biggest surprise for the Variax however, is that it`s a really nice guitar. I got the blue strat version. My two main guitars, my strat and Ibanez acoustic are both in bad need of a fret job so it's been a treat playing an instrument that is set up properly with shiny new frets. The Variax also does alternate tunings on the fly which is handy if you have a few tunes in drop-D or one of the other many tunings you can dialup on a little thumbwheel by the neck.

Also note that you can wash you clothes in the very washer depicted (dog excluded) at the photographer's (Frank Sarcia) Port City Laundry, "Laundry to your door" in Newburyport, MA.

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Who's a good boy?

Probably A Bad Idea
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Good advice for school children and Russian leaders.

Note that it is indeed a bad idea to put your coffee cup on your guitar as I am shown doing in the image. I could not bring myself to actually spill coffee on my guitar for the sake of art but I hope the danger is implied.

Probably A Bad Idea

by Lewis Franco

Here's a problem that I see
throughout humanity
and all across the land.

Each one of us is linked
by an ancient instinct
that we don't understand.

It fills us with an urgency
it feels like an emergency.
It makes you want to kick someone's rear
but it's probably a bad idea.
It's probably a bad I idea.

There's a fellow down the street
and every time you meet
he really makes you mad.

He cheats at all the games,
he calls you lots of bad names.
He brags about his dad.

But if you feel inclined
to whoop that boy's behind
as soon as his mom can't see ya
well it's probably a bad idea.
It's probably a bad idea.

A bad idea screams in your ear
and tells you what to do.
But if you hear that bad idea son
just let it cruise right on through.

Now even governments,
they ain't got much sense,
and here I under-state.

They cause great disruption,
death and destruction,
and then they escalate.

They find an explanation
to harm some other nation
and tell you that the choice was clear.
Well it's probably a bad idea.
It's probably a bad idea.

So if you get a feeling
to send somebody reeling
remember what you heard right here,
it's probably a bad idea.
It's probably a bad idea.
It's probably a bad idea.
Bad idea.
Riding Along
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With Frank Sarcia on drums, Brian Wood for the lead guitar solo (an Opus-era lift) and Brian Templeton on vocals and accordian.

Riding Along

by Robert J. Sellon

Riding along on a chrome horse wheeling.
to the sun, never stop that feeling.
The road that we're on, through the hillside, leading
Leading me on. What a life I'm living

So come along, come along with me
kiss the city goodbye and submit to the feelin
You said you'd come, bring your three wheel deal
and ride to the sun, feelin free for the weekend

But we can't stay around here any more
(got to get a wheel and fly)
Hangin around ain't what we're livin for
Gotta make the best of a summer day

Hey mama bell now who you meetin
Standin alone, maybe lonely feelin
Girl let me take you, if you're willing
Take a free trip with this time that you're killin

Hey corner crowd, why you lookin at me
are you searching everywhere, just to fit in
Don't get upset if it's me your seein
No, don't you fret, cos you see we are leavin

but we can't stay around here any more
(got to get a wheel and fly)
Hangin around ain't what we're livin for
Gonna make the best of a summer day

copywrite 1984 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Back To The Farm
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Features Frank Sarcia on drums.

I wrote "Back To The Farm" in about 10 minutes one night after getting home from a particularly unpleasant day at work (these are my pre-Lexicon years). Not surprisingly I left shortly thereafter and went to work for Lexicon where I stayed for almost 2 decades. Of course after writing it in 10 minutes it's taken me literally decades to get a recording I was happy enough with to unleash it. The recording itself is another great studio drum performance by Frank Sarcia at his Atomic Drum studio in Medford with everything else overdubbed by me here in Billerica. The most recent just a few days ago.

I don't think I qualify as a "farmer" but I did grow the orange cherry tomatoes appearing in the image (they are orange when fully ripe and delicious). I'm sure there was a barn on this property at one point and a farm but all I could round up was a few of the remaining odds and ends that I recovered from our recently-replaced shed. Though we got an excellent yield from the couple of tomato plants and cucumbers we planted this year, the garden was very much ad-hoc and not very photogenic. Certainly not something you would go "Back To" based on appearance but literally did put food on the table and provided some much needed garden-yoga exercise.

Note that Back To The Farm immediately follows Riding Along in the "approved playlist".

Back To The Farm

by Robert J. Sellon

Come on buddy keep the line moving
pass the jar and assume the position
I hope your tolerance for pain is improving
It leaves a scar but you'll learn to love submission

a cut of a knife
a twist of an arm
a nudge in the ribs
and it's back to the farm

See this smile, it used to be plastic
Twisted talk used to cramp my style
They gave it to me and didn`t leave me laughing
Roll me over to hear me cry

just a piece of a life
a feather in tar
a kick in the ass
and its back to the farm

It's time to turn the tables
It's time to turn the tide
Better get a horse out of the stable
cos it's time to ride, to ride

See this smile , it used to be plastic
Twisted talk used to cramp my style
They gave it to me and didn`t leave me laughing
Roll me over to hear me cry

just a piece of a life
a feather in tar
a kick in the ass
and its back to the farm

Copyright 1998 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Play
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"Play" was going to be the title track of the album but, with that domain name long gone, the chosen album title eventualy became Journeys. Having done several more complex songs I opted for a simpler structure focusing more on the main vocal melody. Full disclosure: I feel a lot better about the vocal melody than the lyrics but I'm not often visited by the lyric genie and have to make due with what I get.

It's worth noting that this is another of the No Muse recordings taken from the 2015 series finale with Frank Sarcia on drums and Ken Shano on guitar. My piano part is from the original recording but everything else was added after-the-fact including a great bass part by Jim Fabiano. We're considering doing a reggae spin on it at some point but this semi-live version surpassed even the studio production of the song that was in the works so it seemed like a good one to put out. I hope you like it. "..and if you listen, you'll hear the sound".

Play

by Robert J. Sellon

Look around at the people up and down
Can you hear what they say
They're looking, they're longing just to play
and if you listen you'll hear the sound

Play the drum or play the guitar
play anything at all
play long, play loud
play now where ever you are

I can find you, still remind you
what you say
If you hear me and if you're near me
help me play

The smile in your eyes says your living a prize
Wait your chance and jump when the timing is right
Open you dreams to the things you have seen
I'm still here waiting if you will be late for me

I can find you, still remind you
what you say
If you hear me and if you're near me
help me play

And when you climb into bed
shaking them off, clearin your head
Take one last look at the words on your wall. Don't forget

I can find you, still remind you
what you say
If you hear me and if you're near me
help me play

Copyright 1998 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
I Belong To You
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Features Frank Sarcia on drums.

I Belong To You

by Robert J. Sellon

I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me
I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me

If you leave me, if I hear you say,
"The time has come to go, I must be on my way."
I just don't know what I'm ever gonna do
without you here cos I belong to you

I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me
I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me

I beg you darlin please,
I'm beggin on my knees
Can't you hear my plead,
you know you're makin me bleed.

You say you don't belong.
You say you're movin on.
In the morning you'll be gone.
Left me with this song.

I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me
I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me

I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me
I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me

If you leave me, if I hear you say,
"The time has come to go, I must be on my way."
I just don't know what I'm ever gonna do
without you here cos I belong to you

I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me
I belong to you, you belong to me
there ain't nothin in this world keep you away from me

Copyright 2002 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Wake Me When The Snow Falls
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Features Frank Sarcia on drums and Bruce Alger on Mellotron.

Also check out my spiffy interactive web page for this song that includes an interactive snow storm that is coordinated with the music.

Brain Seizer
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No, not Brian Setzer or brain seizure; good and bad respectively. Seizer, as in something freezes, seizes, your brain. Like I did to the engine on my Galaxy 68 driving it when the oil light was on when I was 18. In my defense, I was stupid. But I also felt like I could just as easily go and dump the oil directly onto my parking spot and skip the step of getting dirty putting it in the car; it had a problem. And the problem got much worse after driving about 10 minutes with the oil light on. Also in my defense, I was trying to become less stupid; I was on my way to classes at U Lowell (now U Mass Lowell). So I literally seized the engine and had to replace it but that's not the only reason I bring it up. It's actually related to how I met my wife Susan. She stopped by my parent's garage in the company of a mutual friend one fall day when I was [painfully] changing out the seized engine in my Galaxy. We've been married now for 39 years so that may qualify as a love story.

But there's more to the story than that. In the 80s, I did part time work doing mostly minor modifications to pro-audio equipment but started selling a sampler mod for the legendary Lexicon PCM42 by Gary Hall who was one of the original designers of the device. It was a small-time operation but one of my quick-tests of the sampler mod was to sing something into a microphone plugged into the device make sure it captured it and played it back. After a while I noticed that I was singing the same bass line over and over and started adding backups like "bop bop, ba-do-be do-be, bop bop..". It was funny but didn't make the cut when I finally got around to writing some words (as such) and recording it with a drum track. I had an idea of what I wanted on the drums but could not get midi drums to sound right and eventually sent what I had to Frank [we do blankets] Sarcia who worked it a bit and came up with the amazing performance you hear on this track. No edits or samples friends!. Anyway, that sampler mod ended up becoming the very first prototype of the Lexicon JamMan which came out around 1993 that you all surely love.

"So what does all this have to do with a tiny tea set?" you ask. Well, if I'm interpreting the author's lyrics correctly, and I'm the author, the phrase "she give me honey love and sugar in my tea." suggests that she gives him/me honey love and sugar in his/my tea whatever that means. It's February in New England. That's all I'm going to say. I also have no idea what kind of image goes with a silly song like this so a tiny tea set from Susan's collection would have to do. My well chewed thumb and finger were included for reference, NOT because I'm pushing a side gig as a hand model.

Though I wouldn't advise dancing around tiny tea sets, this is a dance number so you may find yourself inclined to shake a so called tail feather while listening. A routine was never choreographed except the explicit instructions in the lyrics: hop, shimmy, scream out for Jimmy. Check. That's about as far as I got. Please interpret as your body demands.

But the music moved on from the questionable lyrics and singable bass line with the addition of Frank's amazing drum part. Brian Templeton brought in the piano, literally, which we dragged down the embankment of the White River in Vermont and recorded on a raft under a bridge with brook babbling around him for acoustic perfection. Actually, he just recorded them on a MIDI keyboard controller in the studio but the river thing makes a better story. It's easy for a mix to get out of control but I made an explicit effort on this one to keep the Brian's amazing piano performance in the forefront it was so good. It's hit or miss when someone comes in to do some overdubs but Brian killed it on this one.

Several years later I was working on a remix of the song and, not really loving my own electric guitar work, checked in with my friend Brian Wood ("That's a lot of Brian's there Bob") who sent me back the guitar and talk-box solos you hear in the song. (You did listen to the song right? Just checking.) Brian W's contribution was big but it wasn't until just a few weeks ago that I finally got the mix to a place where I could listen to in the company of others (If you are a musician you know what that means). At some point I had added a double track of my lead vocal since I hated the original so much but in the process of putting together the updated mix I added an extra long call-response-type echo to the main talk-box solo as a final touch.

Brain Seizer

by Robert J. Sellon

Well I got a girl and she's so sweet to me
I got a girl and she's so sweet to me
She give me horny love and sugar in my tea

When you see my gal
you`re gonna shake and shiver in your shoe
When you see my gal
you`re gonna shake and shiver in your shoe
Throw away your troubles
singing them lonesome blues

She'll make you hop, shimmy
Scream out for Jimmy
Get ready boy, get ready
Make you drop, give in
Leave the town you live in
Get ready boy,
get ready for a brain seizer.
Gonna put my arms around her
and squeeze her.

Now when you see her sweet down the street
you're gonna jump to your feet
when you see her sweet down the street
you're gonna jump to your feet
Gonna love her from her head down to her feet.

Gotta tell you fellas, stay away from my gal
Gotta tell you fellas, stay away from her now
If you don't I'm gonna make you blue
so black and blue.

She'll make you hop (Get ready for)
Shimmy (something gonna move you)
Scream out for Jimmy (Something gonna move you)
Get ready boy (boy she gonna move you)

Drop (Keep steady boy)
Give in (Don't you play the fool boy)
Leave the town you live in (Don't you play the fool boy)
Get ready boy (Don't you break the rule)
Get ready for a brain seizer
Gonna put my arms around her and squeeze her
Come on now, come on now.

Copyright 2002 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.
Pay
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Featuring Brian Templeton on harp and piano, and Frank Sarcia on drums. It`s worth mentioning that the brass was recorded as midi data from an early Roland guitar synth.

Pay

by Robert J. Sellon

Sat down for my wage review
he said I'm sorry son, there ain't nothin we can do
Three years here, they give me 4 percent
before I get that cheque all my money's spent,
I need help
cos I'm sinkin fast
and I owe.
I feel like I'm gonna crash

I pay for gas, I pay for heat
I gotta pay for my phone, I got pay TV
Pay the IRS but don't ask me why
I'm gonna keep on payin till the day I die
I need help
cos I'm sinkin fast
and I owe.
I feel like I'm gonna crash

I'm in the red, I'm here to stay
I pay tomorrow, pay today
"Amount due" is all I see
I feel like all these bills are gonna bury me
I need help
cos I'm sinking, sinkin
and I owe.
I feel like I'm gonna crash

I need help now won't you help me please
If you're anything like me you must be on your knees
I need help in so many ways
I got in for free but now I gotta pay
I need help, cos I'm sinkin
and I owe.
I feel like I'm gonna crash

Said I pay, pay, pay more money
Said I pay, pay, pay more money..

I'm waitin on the light of day

left my job and
I pay - Won`t let me in - got dead-end job
I pay - Won`t let me in - got dead-end job
I pay - Won`t let me in - got dead-end job..

Copyright 1997 Robert J. Sellon All rights reserved worldwide.