May 5, 2007
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Lies For Love
I need her, or so she says
How can I regret the way she feels
Tell me why, she’s so vain
She would tie me up if I could deal with it
But I feel so sure inside
All might be there if I try
She could give me just the image that could sell a thousand singles
Tell her lies for love
She does love me, or so everyone says
Deception is an easy game to try
So I’ll bite my lip, listen to her heart
Well I’ve got to make my stipends meet
Is it all a stupid rodeo
Biting wit or a crying shame
I can’t be a new Costello, but I could be if you change my name
Tell her lies for love
Darby And Joan
Pair of seats for Saturday, just in the nick of time she did care
In production of your play, where such a love as that happens every day
Listen to your heart even if it lies to you
Above the Rhine and Rhone (will she learn to find)
She’s on the speakerphone saying (all the socks you lose)
“You could play Darby and I could play Joan”
Setting the stage for scene two
Saw your parents yesterday, they were so complacent in the reading room
Funny whom you meet downtown, all so innocent ’till they know the groom
I could fall in love if I were that bored of my name
You’ll act it out alone (will she learn to tie)
The soprano stays at home, singing (all the slurs you’ll use)
“You could play Darby and I could play Joan”
Striking the set of scene three
Guess I’ve come to see you through the ties she has directed
I guess those irises in a jar were meant to be ironic
I think that’s enough now, you know what I mean
I don’t want to talk about the settings of scenes
They’re not that romantic, the lines I was given
You know I’m still playing the bard
So you believe this is love
Will it work out in the end?
Who’ll save the knave from himself
Who’ll win the bride in scene ten?
Write it all down…
Un Mari Deux Amants
Curtsy in the middle of her melodrama promises
Then she’ll wear the timer of the film that she just made
She could have had a castle in a fairground but instead she chose
Un mari, deux amants, who is the lucky one?
In some time she’ll condescend upon her doxy magnitude
In between the covers can she point out who is who?
I’m sure it’s just another bold excursion of that school girl
Un mari, deux amants, happy as everyone
Anybody would do the same, if they wanted to know
Just how it feels to play with love,
To be the one so dutifully adored, we’ll have some fun
And what is her beauty for, anyway, but passion?
Un mari, deux amants
The good news lady questions everything
She knows she’s as precious as her wedding ring
Elle a dit “laissez qu’ils mangent du gateau”
Eh bien elle a son gateau et elle le mange, aussi
Un mari, deux amants
Incognito
Once upon a time, there were certain places I would hide away
She would give anything I wanted if I would only play her game
So I tried “incognito”
When it was raining we pretended we were on the lam
From the silliness who would ever think she’d jump the gun
She was mine as long as we were incognito
hidden from everyone
I needed her just to believe we were real
I’d tell her anything
She wanted me to lie, so I wanted her to do that for me, incognito
Now I sit pondering my pitiful stupidity
If I quit I’ll never share the feelings that I once believed in
Why did I fall into her open arms?
I should be more open with my feelings,
yes I know it was quite foolish to pretend
we could be better than whatever she perceived
Why did you do such a silly thing you think it’s funny to be her?
So be it, sure of your beliefs you take the time and write a song
There is no certainty in life, so why should you get any more?
You’re not so special you’re just a person in a rowboat, incognito)
What Of Love?
What of love?
Perhaps you know the answer
When a smile’s not enough to call it anything you will
Maybe now you could do anything
What is love? Could it be in her kisses
When you’re finally wed despite some indecisions
Maybe then you will know everything
Is that all you need?
I’m not that certain
So is there comfort in love?
I’ve always had it otherwise
All I gave her was lost
She left me at the turnstile
All I learned I forgot
What was love?
It was something in her words
“Within your music there’s meaning, and I’m just the lucky girl”
We didn’t write anything down; we just had to feel it
So was that love; is that all I needed…
I’m not as certain
The Last Conceited Virgin Queen
Yeah, she wears her Sunday bonnet on Tuesday
You can be sure she’ll always stay at home
Nothing but a girl in love with her religion
Nothing for her but bites of sandwich without wine
She is the last conceited virgin queen
Tell us the story of her life
Yeah, she wants to be the perfect lover
But she won’t ante up when sin is played
When he calls her cold she does the dishes
She’s so naive he will sleep elsewhere and it’s right
She is the last conceited virgin queen
Tell us the secrets of her life
Love is not for the scared
So she will never give him what is love
Help her when she’s kind
Kick her when she’s down
She is the last conceited virgin queen
London
Some rainy day you’ll go to London together
To see a movie or your relatives
You’ll take a credit card and wrap it in a paper bag
Please don’t forget your umbrella
Could you show the way?
Are you sure she’ll stay?
Do you really belong at home?
“I’ll always, I’ll always”
There is a little park you’d leave the world to show her
Sometimes I wonder if you’re right
Don’t worry all that hard, I’m sure someday you’ll realize
This isn’t all that cynical
Run to catch the train
Beauty can’t be blamed
Do you really believe it’s true?
“I’ll always, I’ll always”
Silly Thing
I wrote it down as soon as words were spoken
She felt me up as soon as she believed
A sort of silly thing had happened to me
I bought her chocolates and she wrote me poetry
So funny how things can happen
She’d hold my gaze, I’d try to understand her
Down to the floor, ’cause nothing lasts forever
A sort of silly thing happened to we
You would not understand her mercy killings
(Pretend I didn’t say that)
She started to cry,
“I hope you understand, do you perceive just how I feel?”
“I’m losing my mind”
“Every time you smile at me walking by…
My memory pushes tears into overtime, overtime.”
La de da: “Tell me your pain I want to help you”
La de da: “Feel I am your sister, I love you”
La de da: “Show me your smile I’ll always be with you”
La de da: “Enjoy me while it lasts.”
So our love was based on pain
I hope her sorrows will fade, over time
A sort of silly thing happened to we, over time
Isabelle A.
Isabelle A. ridicules the needle and the thread as she sighs,
“Be my sorrow”
Look at her smile, she was disillusioned by it all
See the film fill her eyes up?
This message complicates matters so
They said she was dead on the news
Oh, my, my, write this all down
Paris is kind, if she’ll only meet you after hours
Apathy needs a motive
Look who is here, everyone is running for the train
It’s all right, we could pose for photographs
“How are you, Charles, is the weather fine?”
“Did you find romance in Utica?”
Oh, my, my, write this all down
So Sunday smiled at her
Then on Thursday she lied
At the bottom in the wake of her conception projected on film
Isabelle A., will you be as lonely as you age,
Taking your time, just a century
Father was blind, could you give the doctor a phone call
Was he cruel to shame your beauty?
Your story complicates matters so
They said you were dead on the news
Oh, my, my, write this all down
Betty Lake
Betty Lake, had a manner of a coy confusion
Something in the doorway that was talked about
Would she care, if the fella never spoke to her
Well, they let her know the reasons for her misery
Betty Lake, I do admit I noticed something
Moderately sweet when you sang for us
Half asleep you stumbled into the wall
As you tried to get the phone before I answered it
Betty Lake, did you notice all the beauty that you offered?
Betty Lake, did you realize you could have made the nicest queen?
What a pretty thing
Betty Lake, when you rented the apartment with him
Did you feel a little like Anne of Avonlea?
Do you know that when he cheated for all the aces
He was merely playing for your hand?
Betty Lake, did you kiss him when he sent you all the flowers?
Betty Lake, did he write you when he traveled overseas?
Betty Lake, were you waiting when he asked for your approval?
Betty Lake, were you smitten when he begged on bended knee?
Such a silly thing
Betty Lake, were you frightened when he tore up your umbrella?
Betty Lake, did he hit you when you poured out his cologne?
Betty Lake, was it Christmas when he swore that he was leaving?
Betty Lake, were your feelings in the furnace with his shirts?
Such a sorry thing
Betty Lake
What Kind Of Love?
What kind of love is the best you can have; one that never lies?
Understand now, lies are part of love’s compromise
What kind of love did you think you deserved…
The best your eyes could find?
Looking for a girl could only hurt your pride in the end
She never gave you that much love anyway
When hours seem like minutes and minutes seem like days
Nothing could last forever
She promised you everything you took the important things
She never gave you that much love anyway
She was just a girl who wanted to be loved and you gave up instead
If she were yours would she be the best of your world?
What kind of love did you think she deserved, one just made for two?
Can’t you realize, you just weren’t the one?
She never gave you that much love anyway
When hours seem like minutes and minutes seem like days
Nothing could last forever
She promised you everything you took the important things
She never gave you that much love anyway
Now You Know What Is Love
You sang to hide away feelings, telling you the time of day
Your emotions had a way of fancy, making her ignore you
“I’m not falling in love,” were the words you would use
‘Cause you wanted to be sure that she would love you
Before you wrote it all down ’cause then she had to listen
Don’t you think there’s more?
I really have to know
Don’t you think there’s more to life?
Who’s to say what is love?
Picture perfect is the knot, yeah, so surely you believe
In a love at first sight, you’d say it even if she leaves
Irises fade into black, with a bent wooden back and a kiss in tow
How much love did you get pulling out all your hair for a coq au vin?
Who’s to say what is love?
Do you know what is love?
Yeah, you thought that was love
Now you think this is love
Now you know what is love
Don’t you think there’s more?
I really have to know
Don’t you think there’s more to love?
Part Of This
When I looked in your eyes
You know I saw the things I’ve always wanted
Behind a knowing smile
There was the start of something though I denied it
Would you take the time to learn
All the books we’d overturn if you would be a part of this
You seem to recognize me
Though I have never had the pleasure, dear
When you are all alone
Remember what I say and that will end it
All the dreams inside of me can never be until you see
That you could be a part of this
Take the time to contemplate all the love I’d advocate
If you could be a part of this
If you could be a part of this