Dr. Crozier's World!
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Dr. Crozier's World - Lyrics
Star & Guitar Song © 1976
I'm just lying here alone
I've got no fear, I'm home
And to think that one day soon
I'll be flying to the moon
I'll be waving to the stars with my guitar
Hey, what 'cha doin' in my room
Do we have to go so soon to the moon
You say there's a way to go
That's anything but slow
But can I wave to the stars with my guitar?
That's a shiny new machine
And it's the fastest I've ever seen
But if you don't mind
Let's not go through time
I want to wave to the stars with my guitar
Time, will I pass the past?
Time, how long will I last?
Time, is there a miss I will miss?
Time, should I take the risk
Of time travel, time travel
Who's that man over there?
He looks familiar but he has no hair
You say that's me in 2033?
He's waving to the stars with his guitar
He's waving to the stars with my guitar
I'm waving to the stars with my guitar
I Wait So Long © 1995
I don't know why I
I wait so long
There's always something
Like I want to write this song
If it's due on Friday
I'm working Thursday night
If I try on Monday
It doesn't work out right
A friend wants to hear my music
I said I'd make a tape
She asked me a year or so ago
I don't remember the date
I look around, I get things done
I'm walking straight down the line
I'm not out on the town, I'm not playing in the sun
I'm working all the time
Four and twenty letters, that I should write
Late than never better
Out off mind out of sight
It's the big hand, the little hand
Pushing me around
It's the tick, tick, ticking
I can hear that sound
It's all around
I look around, I get things done
I'm walking straight down the line
I'm not out on the town, I'm not playing in the sun
I'm working all the time
I don't know why I
I wait so long
I don't know if I'll
Even finish this...
Children's Song © 1980
Daddy what makes the sky blue
And what makes the wind blow
And why are there
Waves on the sea?
Daddy what makes
The sun shine
And how do we grow
And what will become of me?
Well, the inverse relation between wavelength and Intensity of scattered
light makes the sky blue
And the heterogeneity of the
Thermal properties of our atmosphere
Makes the wind blow the whole day through
And the waves on the sea
Are caused by the frictional drag of the wind
The waves on the sea
Lap the shore as the tides roll in
And a series of nuclear reactions
In the core of the shining sun
Fuse hydrogen into helium
And secretions from our pituitary
Control growth regulation
From our toes up to our cranium
And you and I
Will return to the dust from where we came
You and I
Will change till we remain the same
Daddy what makes the sky blue
And what makes the wind blow
And why are there waves on the sea?
Daddy what makes the sun shine
And how do we grow
And what will become of me?
History © 1989
Came down from the tree
Said, "Hey, Mom, what's for dinner
She said this is the key:
If you can find it
You're a winner
The reason I was born
Is to find out why I'm living
In every port and every storm, something is given
Left to what's inside
We could never live together
So we make up wrong and right
And listen to the governor
Walking through the weeds
Kick and pick for supper
Thought if I plant a seed
I wouldn't have to suffer
Do you feel the pain? Soak this root in water
Drink and if you feel the same
Take this and you'll feel better
Did you hear him wail
Did you see what caught her?
If you live and tell the tale
So can your sons and daughters
Can't understand it all
So there must be an almighty
I wait for Him to call, I might be up all night(y)
Take one piece of wood and twirl it in my fingers
And then I think it's good
To put one and one together
See a new frontier and say we're steppin'
Every new idea is used to make a weapon
Echoes fall and rise, if it rings then you can use it
Rhythms hypnotize, sing it, call it music
Hey, what's that on the wall,
It only scratched the surface
It's not just a stick and ball
It has another purpose
See a new frontier and say we're steppin'
Every new idea is used to make a weapon
You'll like it, yes, you will
Give me milk I'll give you honey
I'll do better still
Give me gold I'll give you money
Well, let's make more and more
To provide for all the people
And then another war so we can see the sequel
See a new frontier and say we're steppin'
Every new idea is used to make a weapon
The reason I was born
Is to find out why I'm living
In every port and every storm
Something is given, hey, yeah.
Old Ford Van © 1998 (revised 2000)
Got an old Ford van but it doesn’t sound like that
Got an old Ford van but it doesn’t sound like that
It's got the lights that change direction
It’s got some rust but it passed inspection
Got an old Ford van but it doesn’t sound like that
I looked around the town and found a new sound
I looked around the town and found a new sound
I hit the road, I went ten miles
After the first five I started to smile
'Cause I looked around the town and
Found a new sound
If I took the summertime
I could make the jungle mine
Find another line to rhyme with this
Play big daddy, stay up late
Brew the coffee, drink it straight
Check another item off my list
Play the guitar, look at the stars, see what I see
Look at the stars, play the guitar, make a CD
I'd make another, that's me on the cover
Sold 50 copies but I will recover
Play the guitar, look at the stars, see what I see
(repeat chorus, first verse)
(Note: the drum tracks in this song were made using Hammerhead Rhythm Station by Bram Bos: free software drum machine off the net. Groovy.)
Conflict and Diversity, © 1996
Conflict and diversity
On the street or at the university
At the job or at the corner bar
Without it we would
Still be in the dark
I know why we’ll never get along
Everyone is right but I am wrong
I hate the competition, jealousy
But it’s yielding every possibility
All the things that make us go to war
Are all the things that push us through the door
I know why we’ll never get along
"
We are right! And they are wrong"
If we were all the same
That is how we would remain (repeat)
We were made to disagree
A pool of thoughts that flow into the sea
I see it when I walk along the ridge
I’ll say it again across the bridge
I know why we’ll never get along
"
I am right but everyone is wrong"
I just want to argue, I don’t really disagree
I just want to argue, I don’t really disagree
Choose a side: the color of your shirt
It will drive you all the way to work
Those who used to kick you in the shin
Now are bound to do your every whim
I know why we’ll never get along
"
They are right and we are wrong"
If we were all the same
That is how we would remain (repeat)
Conflict and diversity
On the street or at the university
At the job or at the corner bar
Without it we would still be in the dark
I know why we’ll never get along
Everyone is right but I am wrong
I know why we can’t see eye to eye
But if everyone is right then so am I
Hot Cold Water © 1996
I drink the hot cold water under a red blue sky
Eating sweet sour apples, rising to a new low high
If I don’t mind it doesn’t matter, girl boy boy girl
Shouting whispers at the ordered scatter, spinning on a big small world
Scratching on rough smooth paper
Lying on a soft hard bed
Soon it will be later
I’m thinking in my dull sharp head
If I went out to Berkeley
Or if I just stayed home and Locked the door
I would still surely be guessing that less is more
It’s just a real illusion
Listening to the silent sound
It’s only clear confusion
Coming from the wet dry town
Winding straight up down the highway
Turning to the left right wrong
In my gold silver old new car
Working out the hate love song
If I went out to Berkeley
Or if I just stayed home and Locked the door
I would still surely be guessing that less is more
I drink the hot cold water under a red blue sky
Eating sweet sour apples
Rising to a new low high
Three Billy Goats Gruff © 1990
Three billy goats gruff hungry as they slowly ate
The last bits of grass on a hill that they defoliated
Fresh green grass right across the stream
Old man and his bridge holding back the dream
Little billy goat gruff said I’m going over there
But what about the little man
Hey, I’m a little scared
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing
There’s nothing he can do
We’ll be right behind, we’re going to follow
“Who’s that trip trapping over my bridge,”
Said the troll (chorus)
It took me all my life to build
Now I’m coming up to take the toll
Little billy goat gruff said please let me go
I have nothing for you, wait for my older bro
He’s coming up behind
He’s bigger and he’s better too
Wait and talk to him
I'm just doing what he told me to
Middle billy goat gruff started for the other side
What else could he do
The earth was all brown and dry
I'll wallow in the weeds just like my daddy did
There will always be for me and all the other kids
(repeat chorus)
Middle billy goat gruff said please let me go
I have nothing for you, wait for my older bro
He’s coming up behind
He’s bigger and he’s better too
Wait and talk to him
I'm just doing what he told me to
Big billy goat gruff swaggered up onto the bridge
Several hundred pounds
Of muscle bone and cartilage
Hey, just look at all the green
We're going to have some fun
We'll pig out on this hill and then we'll find another one
(repeat chorus)
Big billy goat gruff said, "This I gotta see"
You want to scare some little goats
Come up and talk to me
"
I'm just trying to make ends meet
This bridge is all I got
What's it worth to you
The clover and forget-me-not?"
Big billy goat gruff said,
"
I don’t owe you anything
I'm big and I'm up here
And that means that I'm the king"
And up onto the bridge
The troll knew that this was true
And it was the last thing that he ever knew...
Yard Sale ©1998
Somewhere there’s a yard sale
A Casiotone
And a gold fish bowl
How d’you get there
Cross the train rail
See the hand painted sign
On the telephone pole
Somewhere there’s a yard sale
Blocking up traffic
For a kiddie car
Pass the town fair, take the right trail
Gave ‘em five dollars for an old guitar
Sing hi ho, the stereo from 1970 (chorus)
Whatcha laughin at that’s a Lafayette radio
I got one in the livingroom
It’s the first one I ever owned
It’s got a jack up front for a microphone
Somewhere there’s a yard sale
Treasure hunter looking for a Guernica
Right there by the guard rail, hey, hey
That’s where I found this Melodica
(repeat chorus)
Somewhere there’s a yard sale
Set of Ginzu knives and a gold fish bowl
How d’you get there, cross the train rail
See the hand painted sign on the telephone pole
Note: all instruments in this song were found at yard sales and flea markets.
Scan The Man © 1999
Can’t you stand fancy pants
Brand the land, fan the sand
Scan the man, scan the man
Scrambled yams, saran the ham
Ran for cran, Spam in hand,
Scan the man, scan the man
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh
Sandy Harmattan, Koran Sudan
A fan of Abraham and Marley’s band
Scan the man, scan the man
(recorder instrumental)
Ooooh, ooooh, etc.
Flange the Zildjan, cram the ram
Handy band, song of Nan
Scan the man, scan the man
Can’t you stand fancy pants
Scan the land... uh ... somethin’
Scan the man, scan the man
Ooooh, ooooh, etc.
Wired for Sound © 1999
I took a walk down to the trees
By the garden and the berries
Don’t I want to simplify
Everything is going by me
The other night there was
Wind and rain
Blow out the lights like a hurricane
Blow off the TV, off the phone
It’s so quiet and we’re all alone
I can’t have anything I want (chorus)
I had to get out of town
I can’t have anything I want
It’s like I’m wired for sound
But the lights are on
It’s like I’m wired for sound
But the lights are on
How can I feel like I am free
When everything is going by me?
Where the TV tries to shoot me up
With everything that I don’t want or need?
(repeat chorus)
I could go and grow coffee and coco
Pick the orange and the mango
In the place where I heard and learned the same word
For yesterday and tomorrow
(repeat chorus)
All songs written, produced and performed by Bill Crozier. Alison Crozier
sings on Children's Song. All rights reserved.