TK Major – Page 15 – Songs of TK Major

The Slam

Posted on September 30, 1980 by TK Major

THE SLAM

Went to the whiskey just the other night
did a little dance that I learned in the Times
Beach punk made a grab for my date
smashed by beer bottle right in his face

La La La La La La

Aint it great how the media
regulate your culture — tell you just who you are
10,000 kids and they just found themselves
cause they saw the punk report on the Evening News

La La La La La La

They threw me out on my face but that didn’t phase me
cause The Dance is Art and Art ain’t free
Well, I’m proud to be a Punk and I proved that’s true
when I pogo’ed through the window of the Emergency Room

La La La La La La

Fall 1980

Notes/Memo

Happy Birthday, Baby

Posted on August 31, 1980 by TK Major

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happy birthday baby
there just aint much to say
we might be gone tomorrow
but at least we’re here to day

happy birthday baby
cmon its not so bad
cause each day is a victory
just dont count the wars you’ve had

it’s only just a number
we’re young as we feel
but I must be a thousand
1 more milleniums no big deal

the days they come and go
like dashes on a road
the highways going somewhere
but its just not ours to know

happy birthday baby
there just aint much to say
we might be gone tomorrow
but at least we’re here to day
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Notes/Memo

Government Witness

Posted on August 31, 1980 by TK Major

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G O V E R N M E N T W I T N E S S

Someone’s been bleeding us
a young man wake up each day old and tired
I got my gun and my silver bullets
gonna get me a government vampire

Hanging on the chain link fence
got my silver cross my Smith & Wesson .38
But when they turn on the juice
I’m crucified on the electric gate

If this is real life
I guess I’ll get used to it
I’ll be all right as
soon as I get over these electro-convulsive fits

Shackled in my place
inside rthe federal courtroom dock
Staring at your face
floating in the witness box

You’re looking right through me
just like you never heard my name
but you used to lay right next to me
in our little hideout by the lake

If this is real life
I suggest you get used to it
You’ll be all right
as soon as you find a heart to fit that hole in your chest

Governmewnt witness
who would have dreamed you’d be a government witness
Government witness
go ahead–deny you are a government witness

You must have lied to me then
Why can’t you lie to them now
Will you be lying to yourself
while I sweat it out in the death house — death house

This is real life . . .

Notes/Memo

The Things That Lisa Says

Posted on December 31, 1978April 29, 2017 by TK Major

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The things Lisa Says

No one understands
the things Lisa says
they just shake their head
they think Lisa’s strange

ch:
No one understands
the games Lisa plays
singing to herself
and dancing in the rain

No one’s ever seen
the world where Lisa lives
it’s all some crazy dream
she’s just a crazy kid

No one understands . . .

No one really cared
and no one showed her love
she just sits and stares
since they locked Lisa up

No one understands . . .
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Notes/Memo

I’m Gonna Write a Soap Opera

Posted on December 31, 1978November 23, 2019 by TK Major

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SOAP OPERA

am C F G Am ~ \ dm G Am ~ Am ~ \ E7 dm Am ~

I’m gonna write a soap opera
you’re gonna be the heroine
I’m gonna show the world you ain’t no dope
I’m gonna write a soap opera
I’m gonna give your role a lotta rope
With plot points guaranteed
I’ll be sure to leave un-turned no (trendy) trope [2018 vrs]

We’ll get a famous model
to play you’re part for you
I was gonna ask you but you’re always busy
We’ll get a famous model
I know she’ll do real good too
When the plot gets thick
She’ll be skinny enough to wriggle through

I’m gonna sell the rights
everywhere I can
There’ll be games and dolls and underwear
I’m gonna sell the rights
I suggest you buy up while you can
I said I’d make you famous
I think by now you understand

I’m gonna write a soap opera
you’re gonna be the heroine
I’m gonna show the world just how ya think
I’m gonna write a soap opera
I won’t have to make up a thing
When we get the ratings back
you know I’ll take you out for a drink

– Last verse 2018-01-13
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New-old last verse OR bridge

I’m gonna write a soap opera
you’re gonna be the heroine
I’m gonna show the world you ain’t no dope

I’m gonna write a soap opera
I’m gonna give your role a lotta rope

with plot points guaranteed
I’ll be sure to leave un-turned no (trendy) tropes

=============

I’m gonna write a soap opera
you’re gonna be the heroine
I’m gonna show the world you ain’t no dope

I’m gonna write a soap opera
gonna give your role a lotta rope

— plot points guaranteed
we’ll leave unturned no tropes

Notes/Memo

SOAP OPERA

new chords
am C F G Am ~
dm G Am ~ Am ~
E7 dm Am ~

I’m gonna write a soap opera
you’re gonna be the heroine
I’m gonna show the world just how ya think

I’m gonna write a soap opera
I won’t have to make up a thing

When we get the ratings back
you know I’ll take you out for a drink

I’ll get a famous model
to play you’re part for you
I was gonna ask you but you’re always busy

We’ll get a famous model
I know she’ll do reall good to

When the plot gets thick
She’ll be skinny enough to wriggle through

I’m gonna sell the rights
everywhere I can
There’ll be games and dolls and underwear

I’m gonna sell the rights
I suggest you buy up while you can

I said I’d make you famous
I think by now you understand

[new] I’m gonna write a soap opera
you’re gonna be the heroine
I’m gonna show the world you ain’t no dope

I’m gonna write a soap opera
I’m gonna give your role a lotta rope

with plot points guaranteed
I’ll be sure to leave un-turned no (trendy) trope

Spit in the Ocean – ’25

Posted on December 31, 1975September 18, 2025 by TK Major

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Spit in the Ocean

You must think youre oh so very
terribly important
with your car, your house, your maid,
your butler and your porters.

But seen from the stars
youre the same as all of us are.
And it might seem a queer notion
but were all just spit
in the ocean.

Hop upon a plane
run around the world
Tokyo, Paris, Rome, Berlin
and they’re all full of your kind of girl.

You can have all the ones you want
you can play with peoples lives.
You can have all the rope you want
but soon enough they expect that noose
to be tied.

Seen from above
just another slightly balding head
a little bit of dandruff on the shoulders
but youll be dead
soon enough, anyway.

Hiding in your villa
on the Dalmatian Coast.
Your blue ribbon Afghan hound at your feet
the one that you prize the most.

But your babys got the rabies
and hes gonna bite your foot.
Is there there no end to the indignities
through which a human being
must be put.

You must think youre oh so very
terribly important
with your car, your house, your maid,
your butler and your porters.

But seen from the stars
youre the same as all of us are.
And it must seem a queer notion
but were all just spit
in the ocean.

Seen from the stars
Just another chunk of rock in space.
little ones crawling about on it
but theyll be gone
soon enough, anyway.

Notes/Memo

Rambler

Posted on December 31, 1975April 27, 2020 by TK Major

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Left my home and my woman
about forty years ago
mostly don’t know when to quit
but then I packed up my losses
and stumbled out on the road

[ch]
Well I’m a rambler, I’m a gambler
I’m just a shambles of a man
I’m stumbling; my lifes crumblin
I’m just another loser on the lam

If the stakes are low then the time is right
I’m a fool for a penny-ante game
May be gambling with my life
but it’s all small change just the same

I’ve been beaten, I’ve been cheated
I’ve been shot at from Arkansas to Vietnam
I been shafted, I been laughed at
I been out-casted but I still don give a damn

Notes/Memo

[C] Left my home and my [G] woman
[F] about forty years a-[G]-go
[C] mostly don’t know when to [G] quit
but then I [F] packed up my losses
and [G] stumbled out on the [Am] road

[ch]
Well I’m a [F] rambler, I’m a [G] gambler
[F] I’m just a [G] shambles of a [Am] man
I’m [F] stumbling; my life’s [G] crumblin
[F] I’m just another [G] loser on the [Am] lam

If the stakes are low then the time is right
I’m a fool for a penny-ante game
May be gambling with my life
but it’s all small change just the same

I’ve been [C] beaten, I’ve been [G] cheated
I’ve been [F] shot at from Arkan-[G]-sas to [Am] Vietnam
I been shafted, I been laughed at
I been out-casted but I still don give a damn

Mea Culpa, Baby

Posted on December 31, 1975 by TK Major

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Mea culpa, baby
means I’m guilty, I’m the one
I’m the one that broke your heart
but it wasn’t just for fun

I watched as your friends turned away
when you turned to me
I laughed as I left you alone
I set your little soul free

I’m not going to tell you
where I hid your heart
you’ll just have to figure out
who I am
You must go back to the start

I am everything you are not
I’m the other side of the line
Just a matter of push and pull
but the boundary always hides
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Notes/Memo

LA’s Not Such a Big Town

Posted on December 31, 1975 by TK Major

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L.A.’S NOT SUCH A BIG TOWN

Well, I hardly know where you’re coming from
but it ain’t hard to see where you’re going to
what you’re coming to)
Hey hey, Darlin’
I just can’t save you now

You hold on to me, so damn tight
then push me away — I walk home alone through the night
thinking about how
I’d be seeing you around

Hey, hey, Darlin’, guess I’ll be seeing you around
After all L.A. ain’t such a big town
Hey hey Darlin, I hope you ain’t feeling down
cause those blues will sit on your head
jack your heart and turn your life around

Now you always argue about everything
In your domain irrationality’s king
I got a list of topics
a mile long that can’t be brung up

You called me up on the telephone
and asked me if I was alone
I said yes —
you said good –and you hung up

Hey, hey, Darlin’, I guess yer feeling proud
after all) ya cataloged my faults told the whole
goldang world out loud
Hey hey darlin, I guess it ain’t so strange
You tore up my body,
broke my heart, and threw away my brains

Well, I tried to talk out all those things
but your inattentive condescendance stings
Hey hey darlin
there’s no point in talking now

Well I never had the money for diamond rings
nor the guaranteed returns wise investment brings
Hey hey darlin,
I guess I’ll be seeing ya around

Notes/Memo

I Can See Myself in My Guitar

Posted on December 31, 1975September 8, 2018 by TK Major

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I Can See Myself in My Guitar

I can see myself in my guitar [C G F F]
I can see myself in my guitar
It’s getting kind of old but it’s shiny
I can see myself in my guitar

I can see myself in my car [Am G F F]
I don’t care what anyone says we’ll go far
I can see myself in my car [C G F F]
out in the country, we’ll go far, we’ll go far

I can see my self in everything [Am G F F]
ain’t nothing cosmic, it’s just there
I can see myself in you [C G F F]
and you know I see you everywhere

[and you know and you know and you know
til you’re tired of knowing]
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Notes/Memo