ELECTRONIC BUSKER © Brian Gregg

Electronic Busker, the hat that I pass is my mailbox
You won't find me powerless on the street
I need electricity

Yeah I'm a busker and I won't make any bones about it
I'm asking for a donation please
Send it general delivery Edmonton
Canada T5J 2G8

What you hear may bear some
resemblance to products from the "industry"
But don't be deceived it's not for sale
And I don't mind if you tape yourself
a copy you can have it for free
'cause hey, this is just some music
in songs, for you... from me

Always thought it would be nice to
try and love everybody, even though
you can't do much for them all... just a few
But let's not get too sentimental
this business is finished thank-you
Good bye and good night, Electronic Busker,
If I don't see you later, I'll see you soon.

I dig the country and the trees and the fields
I dig the country man and the ways that he feels

City's mad, got to get out to the country
But I know some kind of man is going to charge me a fee
To get out to the country.

Sometimes I feel so amused
By a thought that a word brings,
A word that's well used

Like "city", think "got to get out to the country"
But I know some kind of man is going to charge me a fee
To get out to the country.

Country political, country escape
Country geographical, a rural landscape

City's mad, got to get out to the country
But I know some kind of man is going to charge me a fee
To get out to the country.

ONE WORLD © Brian Gregg

I can see one world. I can see one world

If Caesar's only desire could have been
"Mag, wheels on his "pick-up
Cleopatra might have said,

"I need a time saving, kitchen appliance
To save time for what ?
"To watch those highly emotional, inter-personal,
mellow dramatical, soap opereticals
Pictured on her video machine,
In her living room, all afternoon.
And so she does, and then she screams,

(Chorus)
I can see one world. I can see mine.
It,s all that I can see,
Cause I,m here all the time.

Meanwhile the robin perched on the microwave tower
Sees not what our Caesar sees in the dust in his headlights.
For it is hours since the north spring sun has set.
The snow is gone and summer,s coming.
Coming from the clearest spring he,s known,
So he sits back
Behind the wheel of his Cadillac
And then he screams,

(Chorus)

We are one world. We are all the time.
But can I see your world
And can you see mine ?
How many hundreds of peoples have wondered
Does it have to be hungry and crying
With young soldiers dying ?
It makes me want to scream !

Chorus

MAKE A LOT OF MONEY © Brian Gregg

(Chorus)
Make alot a money, buy alot a hair oil
comb yer jelly roll
Make alot a money, buy alot a hair oil
comb yer jelly roll

Why don't you fly to the moon?
You're young enough, you can train to be an astronaut
Or why don't you be a mechanic
There's still five years of cars left on the road
But you talk gravely of some kingdom of god
In no direction do you plod
Towards positive changes, within ranges in scope of your view

So... (Chorus)

Remember when you were in school?
Teacher was thick... curriculum sick
But the scene was cool
You know you were roudy,
drinkin' and acting like a fool
But now you're level and right on the beam
At least to some folks so it may seem
Though inside you're doubting
Some Sunday school outing
Has decided your values for you

So... (Chorus)

He bends he's the hot plastic man
Who sweats as he drips from the can
It's unknown that he was sick because he flushed it
His face is yellow but his tooth is white because he brushed it
I pity him as he flows down the hall
Halfway stuck to the wall

Who could tell this morning as he slept
That he was hot, let alone plastic
He was awakened by the pressure building in his clock
Hating whoever it was who kept speeding up
these dreary weeks
But his hate was interrupted by the explosion of the alarm
The works were stopped by a blow from his arm

Hot plastic man
Get back to your can
The smog has yellowed your tan
Only if you were straight
Could you mellow the hate
But now you are late
Because you waited for fate
To arrange the affairs of your state

Why don't you go to your room?
There you can wish away all of the doom

Why don't you go to your room? Not to be
punished, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ooh.

And baby am I really mad
To wish away all that is bad?
Then you speak to me of then.
Now is now 'till the end.

So why don't you go to your room?
There you can wish away all of the doom

My life is stupid since she left
It was also stupid before
Yeah it's so stupid since left
It was all so stupid before
Sometimes I wonder
Which stupid life I like more

And I really thought I had control
Untill the day there was a war.
And now my atoms fly through space
The chance is lost for me to save the race.

So why don't you go to your room?
There you can wish away all of the doom
There you can wish away, all ..... of the doom.

Iron used to know Blacksmith Joe
He was the one who made the horse shoe glow
Heat it up, pound it round,
Make a gallop give a more metalic sound.

But is it right To hear tires screeching pavement in the night?
And who's to know
If you're sleeping or someone's burning out in low?
Time won't let some stop, won't let some go.
Old time's pushing, new time's on the go.

His hope was strung out on the line
Old Joe said that it was a crime.
The auto car took his job away
Took his life down the road
To gasoline motorway.

But is it right
To hear tires screeching pavement in the night?
And who's to know
If you're screaming or someone's burning out in low?
Time won't let some stop, won't let some go.
Old time's pushing, new time's on the go.

His hope was hung out on the line
To dry up its tears in the sun one more time
It is the spark in the smile in his eyes
Lifts his heart, unclouds his skies.
But who's to say where it's gone when it's gone away
I don't know but those hope gone times drag Joe low

Time used to know Blacksmith Joe
He was the one who made the horse shoe glow
Heat it up, pound it round,
Make a gallop give a more metalic sound.
Make a gallop give a more metalic sound.
Make a gallop give a more metalic sound.
Yeah ... make a gallop give ...
... .... A more metalic sound.

Changes fly by some young girl cries that losers never win
She says "see why before you die a new life must begin"

She's made her plans and she's got Dan's heart on a string
Danny's going to buy her a diamond ring
If she's smart she will start to aquire everything
That'll fix her angel's broken wing

'Cause she's always lived with her folks
Though they confiscated her smokes
took a lot, all that they gave
Oh how they taught her to behave

Changes fly by some young girl cries that losers never win
She says "see why before you die a new life must begin"

Values screaming in my mind
Worth what worth? While spending time
Judging you and judging me
And judging bad and thinking mean

(Chorus)
Were on a blind date can't you see
Could be a fine date without you and me

Here we are uptight uptown
Seen a bad bad movie now were down
Walking silent, bored and blue
Thinking maybe we are through

(Chorus)

God I hate this awful feeling
Heart so low and stomach reeling
Somehow we can't be in love right now

We're on a blind date can't you see
Could be a fine date without you and me
without you and me without you and me without you, you and me

The world says yes. The body feels fine.
The senses look inward. I have a settled mind.

The feelings are easy. The smallness expands.
At rest but alert, completely unbound.

I know I am, my thoughts arise
And I look out at the world

I plan, I do, I build, and I have my fun
I plan, I do, I build, and I get it done
And then I sit dwon and close my eyes
Ah Ah, Ah Ah.

Strange loops back and forth around,
In my nuclear computer, in the jungles they are found.
Love and hate, laugh to cry,
Go and wait, hello good-bye...to

Strange loops back and forth around,
Cosmic flight together, alone down on the ground
Will and fate, hot to cold,
Cold to hot, young and old...

Strange loops, principle and rate,
In the jungles they are found, go and wait.
Production waste, economy,
One cosmic atom, imprisoned to be free...from those

Strange loops in the changing of the moon,
In my nuclear computer, in the never now of soon
In those strange, strange loops

Strange loops back and forth around,
In her eyes they are found
Always now in this time
Content and fire, a point to line...to

Strange loops back and forth around,
Like the petals of a daisy, tossed upon the ground
Yes or no, do or die,
Odd or even, I don,t know why...

Strange loops go back and forth around,
Television light beams, music in the sound.
Run to end, "A to"Zee,
Atomic cosmos, imprisoned to be free...from those

Strange loops in the changing of the moon,
In my nuclear computer, in the never now of soon
In those strange, strange loops
In those strange, strange loops

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