master – Page 14 – Songs of TK Major

No Fool

Posted on December 31, 1980 by TK Major

JULIE V’S SONG

Sitting all alone by my telephone
Waited all day — but that’s okay
I could wait all night
and that would be all right

for a man/woman/love/love like you(rs)
I would wait all my life

Sometimes I pull myself together
and I go downtown
I’m all dressed up and I wander around
and I feel like a fool — I can’t stop thinking of you

When you’re all alone
this city’s so cruel

I walk along the river
until the stars come out
I sit by myself alone in the dark
and I wonder
Yes I wonder
I’m just like a child
but I am no fool

I know it’s over
its over

Notes/Memo

——————-
I walk down by the river
like we used to do
I think about me and I think about you
and I think about us–we were so in love

When I think about you I know
I’ll always be in love (love) (love)

Let’s Not Talk About Girls

Posted on November 30, 1980 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

Let’s Not Talk About Girls

let’s not talk about lonely nights
or waiting for her to come home
we all know what it’s like
don’t think that your’e all alone

let’s not talk about girls
let’s not talk about broken hearts
let’s not talk about love and
how love can tear you apart

let’s not talk about togetherness
hearth home or family
let’s not talk about how it all falls apart
for all the world to see

let’s not talk about girls
let’s not talk about broken hearts
let’s not talk about love and
how love can tear you apart

Notes/Memo

Having Fun

Posted on October 31, 1980 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

having fun

tired of making unneccessary sacrifices to convorm
with arcane dogmas of laughaby out-of-date, obscure religions?
Bored again with the fashionable ennui of atheism?
Fed up with the mere existence of existentialism?
Try the only NEW RELIGION that really makes sense in a decade
built on the threat of a plethora of radioactive, carcinogenic,
senseless calamaties! That religion?

H A V I N G F U N

There’s a startling new religion
sweeping all the subdivisions
Having fun is what they call it
Soon you’ll be a fun-a-holic

Well, there isn’t any priesthood
doctrine’s anything that feel’s good
It’s the one true religion
There’ll be no more revisions

Having Fun (on the job)
Having Fun (while at play)
Having fun (all night long)
Having fun (all through the day)

Well, we’re all upon a journey
going back unto the Funhead
When we finally arrive there
we’ll have all the fun we wanted

There are some say fun is boring
but to them I’ll give this warning
Have Fun while there’s time
because the Fun stops when you die

Having Fun (on the job)
Having Fun . . .

Fall 1980

–
——————————————————-

Notes/Memo

old:
Well, there isn’t any priesthood
doctrine’s anything that feel’s good
It’s the one true religion
We all got fun within us

The Slam

Posted on September 30, 1980 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

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

Government Witness

Posted on August 31, 1980 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

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

Happy Birthday, Baby

Posted on August 31, 1980 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

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
——————————————————-

Notes/Memo

I’m Gonna Write a Soap Opera

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

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

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
——————————————————-

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

The Things That Lisa Says

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

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

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 . . .
——————————————————-

Notes/Memo

Bad Rubber

Posted on December 31, 1975 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

BAD RUBBER
(ALL BUT FIRST VERSE EARLY OCT 90)

We were running bad rubber for most of the summer
the oil was a rich dirty black
we were broke as hell, flat for a spell
but there was no thought of going back

Dont tell me about love
I dont believe it at all
Dont talk to me about knowledge
Y’know we’re living . . . After the fall

We pulled into Winona
on a hot August afternoon
I saw her first,
but my buddy he done saw her too

We pulled into that parking lot
she hopped in the back
my buddy he asked what her name was (she just said)
“Honey, just get out of here fast”

[ch]

we drove all night crossed two state lines
in the morning we had to crash
I asked her waht the hell she done
(she said ya don’t wanta) Know if ya gotta ask

[ch]

drove down to the Keys and shut down the car
there was nowhere left to go
I turned to her and asked whats next
she said dont ask if ya dont already know.
——————————————————-

Notes/Memo

Fading Away in California

Posted on December 31, 1975 by TK Major

Search AYoS | Random Song Lyric

When I look back on my life
to see what’s comin’ next
All I see is more unpaid bills
more bad checks and auto wrecks

Won’t someone help me please
Jesus, get my feet back in the right tracks
won’t someone help me please
Can’t everyone see that this wasn’t supposed to
happen to me

I’d be fadin’ away
in the smoggy sun of Californ-i-a
If I had my Way
If I had my way

But this place got a hold on me
tighter than Alcatraz
and it ain’t got half the charm
that I’ve heard that Alcatraz has

My teeth are fallin’ out
and my liver’s going bad
my wife’s gained 500 pounds
and my daughter has been had

by every two bit piece of scum
in a low life rat bag town
that’s known for its loser
but then as my wife tells me every night as she
crawls in bed next to me
honey

beggars can’t be choosers
we’re just natural born losers
we’ve been losing since the day we were born
we’ll be losing til the day we die

some of us was born to win
and others just to wonder why

beggars can’t be choosers…

Won’t someone help me please
Jesus, get my feet back in the right tracks
won’t someone help me please
Can’t everyone see that this wasn’t supposed to
happen to me

I’d be fadin’ away
in the smoggy sun of Californ-i-a
If I had my Way
If I had my way

Notes/Memo