Lyrics to the Demo CD of Noah and the Gremlins

 

1 The Price of Gas in Istanbul

 

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2 Why Can't Mine End Now?

3 Nobody Knows Us Now

4 Who is Marci Wallerstein?

5 Cockney Rhyming Slang

6 Think About a Stream

 

Track 1

THE PRICE OF GAS IN ISTANBUL

CHORUS

THE PRICE OF GAS IN ISTANBUL
OR EGGS IN THE YUCATAN
WILL NOT DETERMINE WHO YOU ARE OR
HOW YOU ACT OR
WHAT YOU SAY
THO' IT MAY DICTATE WHAT YOU PAY
FOR SOME KNOCK OFF PRE WASHED LEVIS
IN SIAM
OR A WOK OFF KIOSKS RESIZED
IN MILAN
 
BUT
THE WORTH OF SELF RESPECT
CAN NOT BE MEASURED
OR WEIGHED LIKE SOME BALONEY ON A SCALE
WHILE PRIDE IS BUT A PUPPET TO BE PLEASURED
A SOUL MUST NOT BE SOLD

AT A BARGAIN SALE

A SOUL MUST NOT BE SOLD  
AT A BARGAIN SALE

LOIS
As you agent, darling Noah, I implore you.  Not to listen to this psychobabble crap.  If it helps you to keep writing, blame it on which fish are biting.   
 
IF IT HELPS TO KEEP YOUR BANK ACCOUNT REAL FULL, BLAME IT ON THE PRICE OF ASS IN ISTANBUL.
 
Tell him!
CHORUS
if it helps to keep your bank accounts real full.  blame it on the price of ass in istanbul.
LOIS
So just keep writing, boobala.
DEBBIE
oh sure, oh sure,
THATís easy for you to say
JUST try living with a guy who freaks out every other day
 
whoís turned into
an avid grEmlin rooter
who swears that there are eensy weensy
little folks who ghost-write plays
and change his jokes
by doing a gavotte on his computer
I ask you.  Is this the man you would want to father your children?  A guy who is emotionally unwilling to take responsibility for his actions?
LOIS
Hey!  It worked for the Virgin Mary.
CHORUS
THIS IS GETTING SCARY
SO REMEMBER TO BE WARY SINCE
 
THE PRICE OF TUSH IN TUNIS
OR BOOZE IN BANGLADESH
WONíT HELP YOU ELICIT WHAT IS REAL
WONíT HELP YOU SEE WHAT YOU CANíT FEEL
THO' IT MAY DICTATE YOUR TRUE COST
OF GETTING FOUND IF YOU GET LOST
IN MARAKECH
IN MARAKECH
 
BUT
TO LIVE A LIFE
WE MUST BELIEVE IN SOMETHING
TO EXIST JUST TO EXIST
IS JUST NO FUN
IF THERE WAS NO GOD
WEíD PROBABLY JUST CREATE ONE
IF THERE IS A GOD
THE JOBíS ALREADY DONE
 
IF THERE WAS NO GOD
WEíD PROBABLY JUST CREATE ONE
IF THERE IS A GOD
THE JOBíS ALREADY DONE

Track 2

WHY CANíT MINE END NOW

NOAH

ENFANT TERRIBLE
THATíS WHAT THEY CALLED ME
PUBLISHED AND LAUDED
WHILE STILL IN MY TEENS
THEY SAID I HAD TALENT
I WAS GIFTED
THEY CALLED ME A GENIUS
WHATEVER THAT MEANS
 
BUT NOW, VERY SIMPLY, QUITE DIRECTLY, WITHOUT WARNING,
I CANíT WRITE ANYMORE
MY MIND, ALWAYS FERTILE, SO INGENIOUS, ALWAYS SOARING
NOW LIES FLAT ON THE FLOOR
A GUY SHOULDNíT FACE A DISMAL TOMORROW
GIVE HIM A CHOICE SOMEHOW
WHO NEEDS A LIFE OF SORROW
OH, WHY caníT MINE END NOW?
 
So MAYBE I COULD ENTER TEACHING,
AN EXCLUSIVE EASTERN SCHOOL
AND BE WORSHIPED BY THE STUDENTS NIGHT AND DAY
BUT IíD SWOON WIND UP IN BED WITH SOME LITERATE COED
AND THO I GOT TIRED OF PLAYING, SHEíD INSIST THAT SHE WAS STAYING
AND WEíD GENERATE AN EXPOSE
NO, NO, NO
 
SALINGER MADE LIKE A HERMIT
I HEAR HIS BRAINS STATED TO BLOAT
HOW CAN I EVER DISCERN IT?
WHAT IíVE WRITTEN UP TO NOW MAY BE ALL NOAH RAYMOND WROTE
 
YOU CANíT LET A PERSON REACH THE ZENITH, HARDLY PUFFING
HARDLY FEELING THE CLIMB
IT CRUEL, DOWNRIGHT DIRTY, LIKE SOME STEALER STOLE A FUTURE
THAT WAS RIGHTFULLY MINe
A MAN WHO IS FRUITFUL
DIES IN A DESERT WHERE HE WHERE HE CANíT PLANT OR PLOUGH
I CANíT LIVE A LIFE SO BARREN
OH, WHY CANíT MINE END
WHEREíS THAT FINE END
WHY CANíT MINE END NOW

Track 3

nobody knows us now

 
WHEN OLD ADAM TOOK OLD EVIEíS DARE
WE WERE THERE
AND WHEN DELILAH CUT OFF SAMPSONíS HAIR
WE WERE THERE
AND WHEN CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS
SAID, ďWHERE THE HECKíS MY COMPASS?Ē
WHO POPPED RIGHT UP
AND SHOWED HIM WHERE
 
WE WERE ALWAYS EVER
FAIRLY SMALL BUT CLEVER
WHY WE milkíd the holy cow
 
WE WERE REALLY SOMETHING
HAD THE WHOLE WORLD JUMPIN '
BUT NOBODY KNOWS US NOW
 
wHO TOLD GHENGIS, ďOH, OF COURSE YOU KhaNĒ
THAT WAS US
AND WHO TOLD MOZART HE COULD WRITE DON jUAN
NOT TO FUSS
WHEN THE NATIVES SOLD MANHATTAN
AND TRIED THE PRICE TO FATTEN
WHO TOLD THE DUTCHMEN
NOT TO CUSS
 
WE WERENíT ALWAYS GENTLE
SOMETIMES TEMPERAMENTAL
WE OFTEN MADE A ROW
 
OUR EXPLOITS MADE HISTíRY
NOW WEíRE JUST A MYSTíRY
CAUSE NOBODY KNOWS US NOW
 
WHEN THE FIRST WHEEL ROLLED
WHEN THE FIRST SHIP SANK
WHEN THE FIRST BELL TOLLED
WHEN THEY BUILT THE ARMORíD TANK
WHEN FIRST PLANE FLEW
WHEN WELLINGTON TOOK WATERLOO
we made sure he would WIN THE DAY
us gremlins MADE THE FRENCHMEN GO AWAY
 
WHEN GENERAL CUSTER MADE HIS FINAL STAND
WE WERE THERE
WHEN HEINRICH STEINWAY MADE HIS FINAL GRAND
WE WERE THERE
AND WHEN BILL SAID, ďDONíT BUTINSKYĒ
GUESS WHO SENT MS. LEWINSKY
WHO COULD BELIEVE NO ONE WOULD CARE
 
WE WERE QUITE THE FASHION
FULL OF FIGHT AND PASSION
BUT NOBODY KNOWS US NOW
 
THOUGH weíre persevering
WEíRE STILL DISAPPEARING
HOW CAN WE SURVIVE?
PLEASE TELL US HOW
CAUSE NOBODY KNOWS US
AN ILL WIND BLOWS US
AND NOBODY KNOWS US Now

Track 4

WHO IS MARCI WALLERSTEIN

  DEBBIE

pizza place, dave
lou and harryís cave
sun lee sing or sing lee sun
if asian food you crave
mom and dr. white
sidís open all night
tommy at mcgintyís bar
for tickets to the fight
 
MARCI WALLERSTEIN, marci wallerstein
who the hell is marci wallerstein?
 
oH, WHERE IS HE?
I WONDER IF HE TOOK HIS KEY
AND JUST HOW LONG HEíS GOING TO BE
AND WHO IS MARCI WALLERSTEIN?
 
JUST AN OLD FRIEND THAT HE KNEW FROM SCHOOL
SOMEONE THAT I CAN OVERRULE
OR MAYBE TAKE OUT IN A DUEL
OH, DAMN IT WHAT A FOOL IíVE BEEN
I CANíT BELIEVE I YELLED AT HIM.
I BET THAT MARCI WALLERSTEIN WOULDNíT HAVE YELLíD
WHY DIDNíT HE TELL ME JUST WHAT SHE MEANS TO HIM
LITTLE MISS WALLERSTEIN?
 
PERHAPS A FORMER LOVER
A YOUNG AND SKINNY THING
WITH HAIR TO HERE, A TOP TO THERE
FLAT STOMACH AND A RING.
A WONDER UNDER COVERS
WHO MADE HIM FEEL REAL GOOD
IN WAYS MUCH MORE EXOTIC
THAN I WOULD DO IF I COULD
I MEAN BACK WHEN I COULD
I mean, FOR ME, I WAS REAL GOOD
 
Perhaps Iím overreacting
to a no-one who doesnít exist
to a name, nothing more with a number
not a person he cuddled or kissed
sheís a COLLEAGUE OR BROKER
IíVE NO NEED TO CHOKE HER
I SHOULDNíT HAVE LEFT HIM ALONE
BET SHE WOULDNíT HAVE LEFT HIM ALONE
NOT MARCI WALLERSTEIN
 
SO WHO
IS THIS MARCI WALLERSTEIN?
ASK ME IF I CARE
IíM THE ONE WHOSE BED HE SHARES
AND I CAN LOVE HIM IF HE DARES
TO ACT LIKE A MAN
LIKE THE MAN IN MY PLAN
AND I DONíT GIVE A DAMN
IF HIS PAST WAS DEPRAVED
ITíS HIS FUTURE I CRAVE
 
oh, WHERE IS HE
I WONDER IF HE TOOK HIS KEY
AND JUST HOW LONG HEíS GOING TO BE
I WONDER JUST HOW LONGÖ..

Track 5

cockney slang song

St. Jean

ye tayke two words
like hit and miss
then ye find a rhyme
in this case, piss
but you donít say miss
when ye really mean piss
ye say hit
NOAH
Hit?
St. Jean
 
atís raiwt, say the word at donít rhyme
and in almost not time
youíll be gettin the hang
of cockney rhyming slang
 
ye tayke two fruits
like apples and pears
then ye find a rhyme
in this case, stairs
but ye donít say pears
when ye really mean stairs
ye say apples
 
NOAH
Apples?
St. Jean
 
atís raiwt, say the word at donít rhyme
and in almost no time
youíll be gettin the hang
of cockney rhyming slang
 
ow many times would ye like the next bloke
to fink your speech was foreign
or let him fink
youíre sayin heís oke
when ye definitely arenít
every groups got its own special way
of whispering down the lane
we got cockney Rhyming slang
so ye donít know wot weíre sayin
daff-a-down means silly it comes from daff-a-down dilly
fridge means man or geezer the rhyme is fridge plus freezer
a dig is a shave From dig in the grave
and coals means broke from coals and coke
green means wage from green and gage
corn means job like corn on a cob

So, A daff-a-down fridge surely needs a dig but he must be coals cause heís got no cornÖmeans
NOAH
I have no idea
St. Jean
It means a silly geezer needs a shave but heís broke cause heís got no job.  Blimey, lets try again.
ye tayke a dish
like china plate
then ye find a rhyme
in this case mate
but ye donít say plate when you really mean mate
 
NOAH
You say China?
St. Jean
Atís raiwt.  YE SAY CHINA
atís raiwt.  say the word at donít rhyme
and in almost no time
youíll be gettin the Hang
of cockney rhyming slang
 
ye tayke two fings
like frog and toad
then ye find a rhyme
in this case, road
but ye donít say toad
when you really mean road
NOAH
You say frog?
St. Jean
Atís raiwt.  YE SAY FROG
atís raiwt, say the word at donít rhyme
and in almost no time
youíll be gettin the hang
of cockney rhyming slang
 
ow many times would ye like the next bloke
to fink your speech was foreign
or let him fink
youíre sayin heís oke
when ye definitely arenít
every groups got its own special way
of whispering down the lane
we got cockney rhyming slang
so ye donít know wot weíre sayin
 
atís raiwt, say the word at donít rhyme
and in almost no time
youíll be gettin the hang
 
NOAH
iíll be getting the hang
 
St. Jean
 
youíll be gettin the hang 
 
both
of cockney rhyming slang

 

Track 6

THINK ABOUT A STREAM

 

NOAH

THINK ABOUT A STREAM
A BABBLING BROOK
DONíT LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION,
NOT QUITE YET
FIND YOURSELF A MEADOW
OF GOLD OR GREEN
AND LET YOURSELF FORGET
 
AS COLOR BLENDS WITH COLOR
HORIZON INTO SKY
a troubled breath becomes a sigh
 
let color blend with color
reality with dream
think about a stream
 
ITíS ALL IN HOW YOU LOOK AT THINGS
THEY SAY
WITH PROPER LIGHT AND PROPER SHADE
SOMEHOW YOU FIND YOUR FEARS ALLAYED
SOMEHOW YOU FIND YOUR NERVES LESS FRAYED
PERHAPS BECAUSE THE DETAILS FADE AWAY
 
THINK ABOUT A STREAM
A BABBLING BROOK
AND LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION
IF YOU MUST
BUT SEE YOURSELF AS PART OF
A COSMIC SCHEME
AND TRUST
 
LET COLOR BLEND WITH COLOR
HORIZON INTO SKY
a troubled breath becomes a sigh
 
LET COLOR BLEND WITH COLOR
REALITY WITH DREAM
THINK ABOUT A STREAM
ESPEE
Dat is all being well and well, but I am wondering if you are taking your own advice.
NOAH
Hey, I donít get excited about thingsÖwell not much anyway.
ESPEE
You are kidding me for sure.  When Alf is bringing you down to the keyboard, you are looking like your heart is about to bursting out of your nose.
NOAH
Chest.
ESPEE
So what is your favorite relaxing place?
NOAH
I like streams as well.  But in the U.S., not India.  Of course, I have never seen a stream in India.
ESPEE
I am thinking you should.  Streams are much simpler in India.
as waters change through morning light and haze
your mood becomes complacent
not malaise
perception softens what you see
not haunted forests
just a tree
no longer is your life
a complex maze, a complex maze
 
Both
 
think about a stream
a babbling brook
and look at your reflection if you must
if you must
but see yourself as part of
a cosmic scheme
and trust
 
LET COLOR BLEND WITH COLOR
HORIZON INTO SKY
a troubled breath becomes a sigh
 
LET COLOR BLEND WITH COLOR
REALITY WITH DREAM
THINK ABOUT A STREAM

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