Spirit of a Stone © Brian Gregg
One day the spirit of a stone appeared in the image of a man
And that was what I thought that stone to be.
I expected it to love and care like other men I know
But it didn't and my will to make it never came to be. And I wonder now how I didn't know All that is,
is never what we see.

I sing this song for people yet to be
Further on in time, five thousand and eighty-three.

Frozen heated, smashed and cracked
weathered washed and worn,
The Rubble fused together and the stone was born

Now back when I lived in the twenth century
We took for granted that that, that was,
was all we see

The image for our language, a conglomeration
of technical and academic jargon
against a background of media advertisement slang
But not in silence these bits of many stones fused
Unlike the thoughtless mindless life of geology's rock
In silence these bits of many stones fused.
The Babel of our many sounds left apparently forever
To chatter on from electronic storage.
I wonder what essence will emerge ?
If only you could tell me, people yet to be.
All I can do is sing this song for thee.

Dumb and cruel © Brian Gregg
We are the masses the majority
We hold the power even though we can't really see
On the surface we like to seem glad
But underneath we are angry and sad
What we know most is what we can buy
We demand market forces supply
They may serve us In a way that's indirect
Trade toil for trinkets What else can we expect

Dumb and cruel running wild and free
Dumb and cruel I Know that is the way we're meant
meant to be

Go downtown have a drink in a pub
Look for a partner to give us a rub
Too bad we can't get all that we want
Always wanting to have what we caun't
Relaxing on the deck beside the pool
or doing something else that'l make us cool
Deep in our hobbies if we're not at our work
We wonder why somebody else is a jerk

Dumb and cruel running wild and free
Dumb and cruel I Know that is the way we're meant
meant to be

Now don't be too nervous to introspect
it's not uncommon to find a defect
Dr. Suzuki is sounding his alarm
Claims what we're doing is doing us harm
It is no mystery that we're bound to get mad
and feel like doing something that's bad
In our frustration we're not very nice
We'd wreck a planet and we wouldn't think twice.

Dumb and cruel running wild and free
Dumb and cruel I Know that is the way
I Know that is the way
I Know that is the way we're meant meant to be

It's a drag © Brian Gregg
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do

Late at night and I'm running low
Pretty soon I'll have to go
Down to your corner and find your machine
And empty my pocket like it's always been .. 'cause

It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do
Those advertisers say you love me too
They say you love me too
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do

You know sometimes you make me feel so good
I forget to wonder if I should
Sometimes when I use you I feel so bad
Your pleasing nasty habit's driving me so mad ..'cause

It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do
Those advertisers say you love me too
They say you love me too
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do

It's always time to quit
Every time I try to I take a fit
Get so nervous, don't know what to do
I light up another pack of you

It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do
It's a drag lovin' you, the way I do

Why don't you hang around ?
You'd think you wern't crazy 'bout me.
Well then I ain't crazy 'bout you neither baby
But why don't you hang around this weekend ?

Well I left town last Monday.
You didn't know that I was on the way.
Then I missed when I stopped by in your town
But I'll hang around for the weekend

Why don't you hang around ? hang hang, hang around hang around
You'd think you wern't crazy 'bout me. crazeee
Well then I ain't crazy 'bout you neither baby
But why don't you hang around this weekend ?

I'll tell you, lately why, I don't
Don't what ? Hang around.
'cause you don't.... hang around too
Why don't you hang around this weekend ?

Why don't you hang around ? hang hang, hang around hang around
You'd think you wern't crazy 'bout me. crazeee
Well then I ain't crazy 'bout you neither baby
But why don't you hang around this weekend ?
why don't you hang around this weekend ?
why don't you .....hang around .. .. .. .. ...........
'cause baby ...... you don't want to .......

I'm sure some good must fall between
such opposite positions
There must be more than just one way
Perhaps some combination
Holy Freedom Holy Fairness
Some will fight and some will care less
No way, said they / no way would they join

Straight answers, to questions may I have
not simply just suggestions
from those who claim to represent,
and make the laws that rule me
Holy love n Holy hatred /
Divorce divest acquire and be wed
No way, said they / no way would they join

But that could not explain
the truth of my existence
And now in turn I take a part
In seeing if it makes sense
And we became the reason why they
lived so long together slyly
Even, though they said that no way
no way could they join

My Father was a capitalist.
My Mother was a Commie.

Well I believe I'm leavin' the livin' room
Yes I believe I'm leavin' the livin' room
I believe I am leavin' the livin' room

Well since my baby said she ain't comin' back here anymore
I've been losing sleep. I've been cryin' on the floor
But now I'm leaving, leavin' the livin' room
goin' out to the kitchen; dance with the broom

Well if I did the suicide blues it would be the Eskimo way
I'd walk off into a blizzard when I'm old and grey
But it's too hot out now and I'm too young and I still want to see the day
When she comes back here; comes back here to stay

I'm goin' to get up off this couch. If I don't fall on the floor
I'm goin' to get up on my feet and walk right out that door
Yes I'm leavin' ... leavin' the living room
goin'' out to the kitchen. dance with the broom

Yes I believe I'm leavin' the livin' room
Yes I believe I'm leavin' the livin' room
goin'' out to the kitchen. dance with the broom

dance dance dance, dance with the broom
Come on now honey you must be getting tired
of sitting there in the closet with the dustpan
Get out here on the floor with me right now
We're going to clean up

Well Heel you've done it again
Stepped on a buddy's toe and hurt a friend
You're so sorry now
You'd say so but you just don't know how
Every time you start to you end up foot in mouth
So worried it will it comes out wrong

Well Heel I should've guessed
You're worn out need a rest
Those long roads you've walked alone for years
Left you nowhere close except to tears
Every time you step down hard, turn and walk away
Heel you've done it again

Well Heel she can't blame you
She's not the one who nailed you to this shoe
You've been turned around and stepped on now
You'd say you're sorry but you just don't know how
Every time you start to you end up foot in mouth
So worried it will it comes out wrong

So Every time you step down hard, turn and walk away
Heel you've done it again
Yeah Heel you've done it again

She will speak and do what she believes is right
And read her precious books in Edgar's jails all night
She spoke to protest war
Just free speech and nothing more.
I don't know what they did it for.... what they did it for

She was exiled only to this time despise
The Russian revolution failing in her eyes.
Nowhere were the people free
Not in the church nor in the factory.
I didn't expect her to love me .... love me.

Aristotle, Jesus, Galileo .....
Were all too criminals to blind authority.
So far in history
It's been a crime to think so free
But your love Emma made me see what can be.

Emma Goldman, she's the one for me tonight
Emma Goldman, she's the one for me tonight .......

note:

Emma Goldman was a Russian Jew who at a young age emigrated to New York City in the early part of the century. She became involved as a labor leader and was jailed numerous times by J. Edgar Hoover and finally exiled back to Russia for her activities. She spent the last part of her life in Canada. This song is written from her lover's point of view.

SONG TITLES

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Songs from the CD "Spirit of a Stone"

• Spirit of a Stone
• Take off
• Lovers' Flight (instrumental)
• Dumb and cruel
• It's a drag
• Why don't you hang around ?
• Boogie School (instrumental)
• My Mother was a Commie
• Leavin' the Livin' room
• Heel
• Emma Goldman