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Song of the Statues

by Paul McMahon

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BANG YOUR CRAZY HEAD BANG YOUR CRAZY HEAD AGAINST THE WINDOW PANE LET THOSE TEARS COME ROLLING DOWN YOUR FACE SCREAM AND CURSE THE GODS THOSE MOTHERF*CKING GODS THEYíRE THE ONES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL THE WAY YOU DO YOUR BRAIN EXPLODES AND ALL THE LIGHTS GO OUT YOUíRE UP SHIT CREEK AND THERE IS NO WAY BACK SO BANG YOUR CRAZY HEAD AGAINST THE WINDOW PANE AND CRY CRY CRY NOW WHISTLE ALONG Ö © PAUL MCMAHON 1987
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My Life! 02:40
MY LIFE! MY LIFE! MY LIFE IS A CATASTROPHE OF BROKEN-HEARTED MEMORIES AND PROMISES I HAD TO BREAK AND COMPROMISES, LIES AND OLD MISTAKES MY LIFE! MY LIFE IS LIKE A SPIDER WEB INSIDE MY HEAD WHERE THINGS ARE DEAD OR DYING FAST FOM POISON GAS THAT MAKES ME GASP AND I CANπT FIND MY PATH MY LIFE! MY LIFE IS LIKE A WICKED CURSE WHERE SCARY PEOPLE DO THEIR WORST THEY TURN MY HAND AGAINST MY HEART AND SQUASH MY HEAD AND PULL MY SOUL APART MY LIFE IS LIKE A WISHING WELL AMBITIONS SWELL AND OVERFLOW THE BOUNDS OF MY IDENTITY I CANπT REMEMBER WHICH OF US IS ME MY LIFE! MY LIFE IS A GEOGRAPHY A PINBALL GAME MADE OUT OF ME WHERE BODY PARTS LIKE KNEES AND EARS AND DOUBTS AND FEARS FROM ALL THE YEARS ARE STORED MY LIFE IS NEW IMPROVED AND HIGH TECH FANTASIES COME TRUE AND SEXY HEARTBEAT OF AMERICA I TUMBLE LIKE THE WALL OF JERICHO MY LIFE IS AN EXCITING BLEND OF COMEDY AND HIGH ADVENTURE TRUE ROMANCE AND BIG SUCCESS IπVE GOT IT ALL AND LIVE IT TO EXCESS MY LIFE HAS THE AROMA OF A SKATEBOARD IN A COMA WITH A WOODEN DUCK WHO NEVER CRIES AND LOTS OF LUCK AND LOTS OF ALIBIS MY LIFE IS SUCH A POWER GAME THAT EVERYBODY FEARS MY NAME AND NO ONE MAKES A MOVE WITHOUT MY SAY I MAKE THEM CRAWL FOR MY OKAY MY LIFE! MY LIFE IS WHERE MY DREAMS COME TRUE FROM WISHING ON A STAR AND YOU CAN SEE IπM SUCH A HAPPY GUY IπM NEVER BLUE AND I WILL NEVER DIE © PAUL MCMAHON 1987
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Spotlight 02:30
THE SPOTLIGHT THE SPOTLIGHT SWEEPS THE HALL THE CURTAIN GOES UP THE SINGER STANDS ALONE THE BAND HAS GIVEN UP THE HALL IS EMPTY EXCEPT FOR A COUPLE OF STRAY CATS IT'S AFTER WORLD WAR 3 BUT THE SINGER'S STILL WEARING SPATS SO HAUL THAT SPOTLIGHT DOWN TO THE CENTER OF THE STAGE AGING SINGER'S GONNA ACT HIS AGE THE BAND IS NEUROTIC THEY'RE JUMPY AS TICKS STAGE MANAGER'S IN THE DRESSING ROOM TAKING A FIX AND NOW THE TV CAMERAS ARE SET TO ROLL THE FINAL ACT IS ABOUT TO UNFOLD WITH LARYNGITIS IN HIS THROAT HE'LL NEVER HIT A NOTE BUT THE SINGER STAGGERS ON AND THIS IS WHAT HE SINGS: (SEGUE TO KING OF THE WORLD)
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IF I WAS IF I WAS KING OF THE WORLD I'D WANT YOU TO BE MY GIRL BUT WE COULD NOT NO WE COULD NOT GET MARRIED OF COURSE CAUSE I'D HAVE TO TRADE MY KINGDOM FOR A HORSE BUT WE COULD RIDE BAREBACK THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS AND WE COULD RIDE RIGHT DOWN TO THAT DEEP BLUE SEA AND I WOULD ASK YOU BEG YOU PLEASE WOULD YOU STILL MAKE LOVE TO ME IF I WAS IF I WAS KING OF THE WORLD I'D WANT YOU AND ONLY YOU OH OH BABY IT'S YOU I'D WANT YOU TO BE MY GIRL
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Misanthrope 02:44
MISANTHROPE I DONíT CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK I KIND OF THINK THAT PEOPLE STINK I DONíT CARE ABOUT YOUR DREAMS AND HOPES CAUSE IíM JUST A MEAN OLD MISANTHROPE I JUST WANT TO GET IN YOUR WAY I WANT TO MESS UP WHAT YOUíRE DOING TODAY ASK ME A QUESTION THE ANSWERíS NOPE CAUSE YOUíRE DEALING WITH A CRUSTY OLD MISANTHROPE MISANTHROPE MISANTHROPE I DONíT WANT LOVE I DONíT WANT FRIENDS THE ONLY THING I WANT IS REVENGE UH-UH BABY IíM BITTERSWEET GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES AND KISS MY FEET COME ON BABY DONπT BE SHY POINT YOUR PISTOL INTO THE SKY WAIT TIL A PASSING AIRPLANE GOES BY AND AIM THAT PISTOL WITH YOUR EYE AND BE A MISANTHROPE MISANTHROPE I CANπT SUCCEED CAUSE I ALREADY TRIED I CAN NEVER BE SATISFIED I GAVE UP HOPE A LONG TIME AGO SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE SAID NO MY EMOTIONS ARE ALL TIED UP IπM AFRAID THAT IπM ALL DRIED UP IπM GETTING OLD BEFORE MY TIME MISANTHROPE THAT IS MY CRIME MISANTHROPE MISANTHROPE I LOST HOPE NOW IíM A MISANTHROPE © PAUL MCMAHON 1987
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oh my Heart 07:42
OH MY HEART OH MY HEART OH MY HEART TEACH ME HOW TO SEE TEACH ME HOW TO SEE OH-OH OH-OH OH-OH MY HEART OH-OH OH-OH OH-OH MY HEART TEACH ME HOW TO SEE TEACH ME HOW TO SEE TEACH ME HOW TO SEE TEACH ME HOW TO SEE � paul mcmahon 1987
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LIFE ISN’T FAIR LIFE ISN’T FAIR I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS PAIN OTHER PEOPLE SEEM SO CALM WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I’M GOING TO GO INSANE NO IT ISN’T FAIR, IT ISN’T FAIR TO ME CAN ANYBODY TELL ME WHY I JUST DON’T SEE WHEN THE MOTHER ISN’T THERE LITTLE BABY DOESN’T GET A PROPER START WHEN THERE’S NO ONE THERE TO CARE LIFE IS HARDER WHEN YOU HAVE A BROKEN HEART NO IT ISN’T FAIR THERE ARE NO GUARANTEES YOU HAVE TO PLAY THE CARDS YOU’RE DEALT THAT’S YOUR DESTINY YOU MIGHT WANT TO ROLL UP IN AN EGGSHELL AND KISS THE WORLD GOODBYE YOU MIGHT WANT TO PUSH A KNIFE AGAINST YOUR HEART AND DIE LIFE ISN’T FAIR AND EVERYBODY KNOWS IT’S TRUE THERE ARE SOME THINGS OUT THERE THAT CAN REALLY MAKE A MESS OUT OF YOU NO IT ISN’T FAIR BUT THAT’S THE WAY IT IS LIFE ISN’T FAIR BUT IT’S THE ONLY LIFE WE HAVE TO LIVE LIFE ISN’T FAIR BUT IT’S THE ONLY LIFE WE HAVE TO LIVE
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THE SONG OF THE STATUES THE ROOM I LIVE IN HAS TWO WINDOWS AND I KEEP PAINTING ON THE WALLS THE PAINT I USE IS DARK AND STICKY IT MAKES MY ROOM SEEM SMALL BY PAINTING LAYER OVER LAYER THE ONE I'M WITH IS ALWAYS WET AND IF IT EVER DRIED OR HARDENED IT WOULD CRACKLE INTO DEATH THAT;S WHY I HAVE TO KEEP ON PAINTING THAT'S WHY I'M WORKING LIKE A SLAVE SOMETIMES I DON'T THINK I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH ANOTHER DAY BUT IT IS TIME WHO IS THE MASTER AND TIME IS COUNTING OUT THE SCORE AND I'LL KEEP PAINTING TIL HE TELLS ME I DON'T HAVE TO ANYMORE AH LIFE DESPERATE LIFE MUST KEEP PACE WITH A DRUM MY HEART BEAUTIFUL HEART AND BLOOD THAT'S PUMPING FROM RHYTHM THAT SURGES FROM THE CENTER OUT TO THE BLINDNESS AT THE EDGE OUT TO THE DARKNESS WHERE THE MOON AND STARS DANCE UPON THE HEDGE THAT'S WHEN THE WINDOWS CLOSE THEIR SHUTTERS THAT'S WHEN THE ETHER FILLS THE AIR THAT'S WHEN MY BODY DOESN'T MATTER AND THE POUNDING ISN'T THERE THEN DREAMS BEAUTIFUL DREAMS WITH THEIR EYES FULL OF LOVE SURROUND AND EMBRACE MY SPIRIT LIKE A GLOVE THAT'S WHEN I WALK INTO MY GARDEN THAT'S WHEN I DRINK THE MOONLIGHT TOO THAT'S WHEN I'M TALKING TO MY STATUES THEY'RE SUCH A LOVELY BLUE AND IF THEIR POLYCHROME IS CHIPPING THEN IN THIS LIGHT IT DOESN'T SHOW THEY SEEM POSSESSED OF PERFECT WISDOM AND TO CONTAIN AN INNER GLOW THAT'S WHEN I HEAR THE STRANGEST MUSIC IT'S LATE AT NIGHT WHEN IT BEGINS IS IT THE SOUND OF DISTANT SINGING OR IS IT JUST THE WIND? IT SCARES A NIGHTBIRD LIGHTLY SLEEPING STILL I'M NOT SURE OF WHAT I HEARD IT'S MY STATUES THAT ARE SINGING BUT I CAN'T MAKE OUT THE WORDS THE SONG OF THE STATUES THAT THEY WHISPER AT NIGHT WHAT WISDON WHAT SECRETS IN THEM ARE CONCEALED I SEE THE FREEDOM OF THEIR MOVEMENTS I SEE THEIR CALM AND STEADY GAZE I HEAR THE MUSIC OF ETERNITY WITH A HUMAN FACE AND IT IS TELLING ME A STORY THAT SEEMS SO SIMPLE AND SO TRUE AND NOW I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY AND IT'S THE WAY I ALWAYS KNEW THE SONG OF THE STATUES IT'S SO PERFECT AND SO CLEAR I CAN'T UNDERSTAND HOW I COULD EVER DOUBT OR FEAR BUT NOW THE SONG IS GROWING SOFTER AND THE NIGHT IS GOING TO END AND THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE FIERY DAY WILL OBSCURE MY FRIENDS AND THEIR ADVICE WILL BE FORGOTTEN WITH THE RISING OF THE SUN THAT FREEZES FRIEZES BACK TO RUBBLE AND FORCES SCRUTINY UPON THE SONG OF THE STATUES WAS IT ONLY A DREAM I CAN'T QUITE RECALL EXACTLY HOW IT SEEMED THE ROOM I LIVE IN HAS TWO WINDOWS AND I KEEP PAINTING ON THE WALLS THE PAINT I USE IS DARK AND STICKY IT MAKES MY ROOM SEEM SMALL I'M PAINTING LAYER OVER LAYER I HAVE TO DO IT ALL JUST RIGHT I DON'T HAVE TIME TO SIT AND WONDER WHAT I DREAMT ABOUT LAST NIGHT THE SONG OF THE STATUES NOW SEEMS DISTANT AND SMALL I'M HERE IN MY ROOM I'M PAINTING ON MY WALL I'M PAINTING ON MY WALL I'M PAINTING ON MY WALL I'M PAINTING ON MY WALL

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released January 1, 1988

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Paul McMahon Woodstock, New York

From a musical family he explored folk, jug, blues and rock quitting music at 20 for art, returning as a punk rocker at 27. Then a long oddysey, solo and band in search of the real real deal; the songs becoming a diary of psychological and spiritual experience; shamanism and ordination as an Interfaith minister.
January 2020 tour of DC Ba Ph & Bk was his first at 69 organized by Goodflavor45
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