Marcy Playground

A cloaking robe of elvenkind

hangs in my wardrobe behind

All those things that mother

said were proper for a boy

And I know I could not say why

On this summer evening

Sixteen books on magic spells

stacked below the cloak of elves

And sixteen books on magic spells

so elegantly bound

And I know I could not say why

On this summer evening

And I know something...something about you

And I know something...something about you



A cloaking robe of elvenkind

hangs in my wardrobe behind

All those things that mother said

were proper for a boy

She came in from stormy weather
And asked her friend to be there with her
When she slid down Cupid's bow
Oh lookin' fine that day

I had a dream that we were lovers
I had a joke and she would smile when I'd say
We could blow
Blow a fuse in heaven
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Well today
All the lights went out in heaven
Yeah today
All the lights went out in heaven

And I knew that she was all
All that I needed
Yeah, yeah,

Cause today
All the lights went out in heaven
Yeah today
All the lights went out in heaven

And I knew that we were doomed
Doomed to love each other

Written by: John Wozniak
Published by: WB Music Corp. & Wozniak Publishing (ASCAP)

Lucy came to the timberline
Climbed up on to rainier and
Looked out over washington
Swore she could see the apple trees
And she said "ooo ooo oh i never wanna leave
Ooo ooo this place
Ooo ooo yes i always wanna be
Right here"

Peter came to the city and
Climbed up into liberty and
Looked out over manhattan
He swore he could see the beauty there
And he said " ooo ooo oh i never wanna leave
Ooo ooo this place
Ooo ooo yes i always wanna be

Right here"

Find a place
To call home
Any place
To call home

Right here

And so i came in the dead of night
Climbed up into the satellite and
Looked out over america
I swear i could see the buffalo
Ooo ooo oh and i never wanna leave
Ooo ooo this place
Ooo ooo yes i always wanna be
Right here, right here

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)

Ancient walls of flowers tumblin' down
Black cat petals and a smiling clown
I like to keep them in
a jar beside
Just enough to mess my mind inside
But I never heard you callin' from the sun
Did you ever care to shoot your silver gun
No I never heard you callin' from the moon
Did you ever care to sing your free love tune
Ancient walls of whispers falling low
Murmur simmer and I'm feeling slow
Keep me up but keep me in my head
I'll ping a pound of posies 'til I'm dead
But I never heard you callin' from the sun
Did you ever care to shoot your silver gun
No I never heard you callin' from the moon
Did you ever care to sing your free love tune

No I never heard you callin' from the sun
Did you ever care to shoot your silver gun
No I never heard you callin' from the moon
Did you ever care to sing your free love tune
Ancient walls of flowers tumblin' down
Ancient walls of flowers tumblin' down
Ancient walls of whispers tumblin' down
Ancient walls are tumblin' all over this town

Red velvet loveseat from olden times
There's nobody on it but me
Everyone's cryin they're caught up in games
Me i'm as happy as i've ever been

So, bye bye my big blue marble
Bye bye my spatial spectral
Bye bye all buddhi sahdfah'd

Red velvet animals swim in black tea
There's nobody up here but me
And every mistake i make comes back to haunt me
Still i'm as happy as i've ever been

So bye bye my big blue marble
Bye bye my spatial spectral
Bye bye all buddhi sahdfah'd
Bye bye

Bye bye my big blue marble
Bye bye my spatial spectral
Bye bye all buddhi sahdfah'd
Bye bye

Bye bye my big blue marble
Bye bye my spatial spectral
Bye bye all buddhi sahdfah'd

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)

Oh, she's an eight ball,
She's a'rollin faster than a whitewall,
She's got an avalanche packed in a snowball,
She's losin' all the leeches,
She's like a stonewall,
She's loaded up;

She's the underdog,
Gonna take a mighty swipe
At the high hog,
While a'sippin on her tricks
In a thick fog,
Makin' eyes at the girls like bullfrogs,
I'm telling you, sir;

She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind;

Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,

You'd like her hanging
Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling,
While your Wall Street pockets are jangling
With the hollow jackpot of your rich kid games;

It's a long shot,
She's got the truths and a tongue for a slingshot,
But she's takin' steady aim
At the bigshot,
It's hard to miss the rolling bullets
On the blacktop,
You better watch your turf;

She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind;

Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,

You had her hanging
Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling,
While your golden-lined pockets were jangling
With the hollow jackpot of your wicked games;

She caught your sick lie,
It was creepin' in the shadow of your white smile,
Lurkin' underneath the cover of your bedroom eyes,
Well, you're greasin' up plans for your small-fry;

You wanna talk it up, do you?
Well you're floatin like a royal balloon -- oh,
Your ego's swollen to the size of the moon, well,
I think you found somebody to cut you down to size--
Well well;

Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,

Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,

She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,

repeat until end

Hey little boy
see the Johnny and Janes
Hey little boy
you see them all go insane
Look and see Spot run
Cause he pissed in their hallway
Run Spot run
Run away from it all
And I say you can be anyway
that you wanna be
How I'll be, that's up to me

Hey little girl
see them all run around
Hey little girl
you see them all tumble down
Johnny will boss
Janey will buy
Spot will beg
But everyone dies
As I said you can be
any way that you wanna be
How I'll be, tha's up to me

One little, two little, three little idiots
Four little, five little, six little idiots
Seven little, eight little, nine little idiots
All in suit and tie
One little, two little, three little idiots
Four little, five little, six little idiots
Seven little, eight little, nine little idiots
All dressed up to die, and I say
You can be any way that you wanna be
But how I'll be, that's up to me

Come back and be
Come back for free
Come back and stay child
Have you gone crazy
Molly, it must be fine
It seems so dreamy to be sublime
Molly has gone to Spain
Has gone with Venus to watch the rain
And it seems that's not the place
where you belong
And it seems that's not the place
where you belong
When there's no sun and there's no moon
And there's no stars
child have you gone crazy

Come back and be
Come back for free
Come back and stay child
Have you gone crazy
Molly it must be fine
It seems so dreamy to be sublime
And Molly the whippoorwill
Has gone to space boy, she is there still
When there's no sun and there's no moon
And there's no stars
child have you gone crazy

Mom i'm dyin'
I'm dizzy and fryin'
My throat hurts
I think i should stay in bed

Cause i got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think i should stay in bed today
Maybe tomorrow go out and play
It's saturday

With ginseng
And fresh squeezed juice
Of wheat-grass
Oh, and some hot chicken soup
That just might keep me alive
A couple days

But i've got some kind of disease

And there are no remedies
Think i'll join timothy leary
In a cryogenic freeze
Next saturday

Yeah i've got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Shoulda listened when you said beware
Of horny girls with new jersey hair
Last saturday

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)

Here is love bug
Found in heaven
Yeah, love bug is blind
And one of a kind

It is growing
It's all knowing
It is glowing bright
Bright red

And so, I'm in love
Yeah, love bug, his kind
Will forever shine
So open up your heart and let it in
Or, or check inside

It' is growing
It's all knowing
It is glowing bright, bright
Bright red

Written by: John Wozniak Published by: WB Music Corp. & Wozniak Publishing (ASCAP)

I am going
Down the long lonesome road to Memphis
And I have come
From the valley of the damned to Memphis

My love has gone
With the devil to the well of poison
But I declare,
I drank my fill from that well of poison

The lord's going to save my soul,
Somewhere in the hills of Memphis
And the lord's going to rest my bones,
Somewhere in the hills of Memphis

On through the woods and you go through the snow
Walk to the tree and you breathe on the limb
How many times have you seen me with her

When the night comes and you find that you're bound
Tied to the tree and the straps at your knees
How many times have you seen me with her

I'd say never, aw lover.
Say never, here.

Hide in the willow and wait for the dawn
Carve another dream in the limb that you're on
How many times have you seen me around

I'd say never, aw lover
Say never, here
Here, say never, aw lover

When the sun comes and you find that you're free
Walk to the water and bleed in the stream
And think of the lover that once you were wrapped around

Breathe in the water, breathe it in deep
Just like the winter, fall into sleep
Don't ever wander, don't ever move again
Never, aw lover
Say never, aw lover

Christopher O' Malley
went out on a bridge
Down in Chehalis
And clutching his bible
and a letter from her
Fell into the river
Pity no one was there
No angels in the air
And the morning paper ran
One more suicide
His mama stayed by
the river side
Down in Chehalis
And clutching her bible
and a letter from him
Fell into crying
Pity no one was there
No angels in the air
And the morning paper ran
One more suicide

Pity no one was there
No angels in the air
And the morning paper ran
One more suicide
One more suicide
One more suicide

Blue like water
Blue like heaven is
all of the time
I'm all right
I'm just gagging on all the all right
I'm so happy
So happy
I'm in heaven
Yeah heaven
Oh the season's come for opium
Mom...mom
Mom...mom
I'm so happy
So happy
I'm in heaven
Yeah heaven
Oh the seizures come from opium

Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation
And are you in tune with the world around you
I am a child of the free to be you and me generation
And I am with you in being in tune

We shall bring change to this place
Listen to the whistle of the planet twirlin' through space
Singin la la la la la la to the human race
(She says)
I believe I am the flower of life, the Earth
And the ocean oh oh
I believe I feel the power of light, vibrate
All around me oh oh
I believe you are the children of the one Great Spirit, oh oh

Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation
And are you confused with the world around you
I am a child of the free to be you and me generation
And I am with you in being confused

Children children can you hear it
Listen to the riddle in the melody by Great Spirit
Singin' la la la la la la there's nothin' to it
(He says)
I believe I am the flower of life, the air
And the sunshine oh oh
I believe I am the power of light, the motive
For the universe oh oh
I believe you are the children of the one
Mother Earth oh oh

Written by: John Wozniak
Published by: WB Music Corp. & Wozniak Publishing (ASCAP)

If you could see in my eyes
I'd show you a darling
Surprise
There is a place
There is a fortune
It has everything and
I want to share it with my friends

So please don't be so afraid
Cause there's nobody insane
Here here on the Pigeon Farm
Here here on the Pigeon Farm
Here here I'm the Pigeon Farm boy

Out where the sun's in my eye
And out where the hills hit the sky
There is a place
There is a fortune
It has everything to
Help you fit in with everyone

So please don't be so afraid
Cause there's nobody insane
Here here on the Pigeon Farm
Here here on the Pigeon Farm
Here here I'm the Pigeon Farm boy

So please don't be so afraid
Cause there's nobody insane
Here here on the Pigeon Farm
Here here on the Pigeon Farm
Here here I'm the Pigeon Farm boy

Written by: John Wozniak
Published by: WB Music Corp. & Wozniak Publishing (ASCAP)

Long long ago in China
I'm told to England was traded some tea
And so sealed the fate
In pieces of eight
All England and all of the world
Yeah...poppies

When soon his majesty
sent soldiers and thieves
To India searching for gold
Instead from the ground
Some magic they found
Something far better
I'm told
Yeah...poppies
Yeah...poppeis

And now this story told
from days of our own
When gossamer doggies ran ran
They'd patiently wait
With pieces of eight
So everybody could smile
one more time
Yeah...poppeis
Yeah...poppeis

Puppets of hay and a king for sale
Cries Jolly Roger
The jester dance the ?oker strut'
In the court of rebel sodville
Bring wine for the knights in crime armour
As time beats away and
Bring ?m all shattered glass in flowers
In hopes that they all might stay
One more day

Put a jack for hire on the cold wheel of fire
Cries dolly dagger
With a ripple hot in the wing iron pot
In the court of rebel sodville
Bring wine for the queen in red; courage
As time beats away
And she smiles as they drift past her humor and hopes
They all might stay
One more day

What a master of power in the cold ivory tower
Cried sully Stephen
As a snowdrift night brings a chilling bite
To the court of rebel sodville
Bring wine for the knights in crime armour
As time beats away
And wiling in an acid bath of hours
We hope that they all might stay
One more day

Written by: John Wozniak
Published by: WB Music Corp. & Wozniak Publishing (ASCAP)

Saint Joe he said he's never been
dressed up like a woman
Saint Joe they said your dad is gay
They said your mom
she's a whore They said it 'til you
were raw They said your mom
she's a bore They made her beg
them for more My Aunt Mary
Aunt Mary
Aunt Mary says
they have the darkness there in their eyes

Saint Joe he said he's never been made
up like a woman
Saint Joe the time is coming when...
when Mary never will return
When Mary never will come back here...
yeah Mary never will return
O' Mary please
come home
O' my aunt Mary
Aunt Mary
Aunt Mary says they have
the darkness there in their eyes

O' my aunt Mary
Aunt Mary
Aunt Mary says they have the darkness there
They have the family disease
They have the darkness there in their minds

Secret squirrel splashes in
Sirens warn tsunami
Secret's come to save us all
Sirens warn eminent doom
He can breathe in water yeah
And super tail can stop the danger

No one moves quite like you do
Secret how do you do it

I just fly i come sailin in
Like it's sunny skies
I know i'll always win

So i see you came secret squirrel's a shame
You will have to die

Final round
Doctor doom here
Will he conquer the world?
Tune in next week and see
Secret squirrel save you and me

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)

Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had so much time
To sit and think about myself
And then there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like disco superfly
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream

Hangin' 'round downtown by self
And I had too much caffeine
And I was thinkin' 'ablout meself
And then there she was
In platform double suede
Yeah there she was
Like disco lemonade
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Mama this surely is a dream
Yeah mama this must be my dream

Hangin' round downtown by myself
And I had so much time
To sit and think
about myself
And then there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like disco superfly
I smell sex and
candy here
Who's that lounging
in my chair
Who's that casting
devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely
is a dream

Hangin' 'round downtown by myself
And I had too
much caffeine
And I was thinkin'
'bout myself
And then there she was
In platform double suede
Yeah there she was
Like disco lemonade
I smell sex and
candy here
Who's that lounging
in my chair
Who's that casting
devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely
is a dream
Mama this surely
is a dream
Yeah mama this must
be my dream

Oo I saw stars falling all
around her head
Red, gold, and blue
Sherry Fraser where are you
'Cause I saw stars falling
all around your head
When we were young
Sherry Fraser where have you gone
We're all wondering
When will you come back
And play...some day.
Sherry yeah
The mad hatter he waits for Alice
To come to tea again
He waits forever for his old lover
And always wonderin'
Will I see stars falling all around your head
When you return
Sherry Fraser what have you learned
And we're all wondering
When will you come back
And play...some day
And please do come back
And play...some day
Please do come back
And play...some day
Sherry yeah

I'm just out here in the street practically
I'm just waitin' for the sunday mail
Oooo it doesn't come

Will you send me something soon
Will you swing me near the moon
With those words, i know
I know you will, i know you will
I know you will

I'm just out here in the street, practically
I'm just waitin' for the sunday mail

Aooo it never comes oooo

Will you send me something soon
Will you swing me near the moon
With those words, i know
I know you will, i know you will
I know you will, i know you will

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)

Hello, I have come from heaven
Down, all these things
My angel wings
Hold to them tight

Time for you to wake
Sleep, sleep, sleepy head

Right, to a place of mercy
Right, on these things
My angel wings
Hold to them tight

It's time to go, goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight

In the middle of the night
Float away, lest the fears you hold
Hold fast to the earth
Forever to haunt

Hello
Hello, time to go, goodnight
Goodnight

Rain
Like tin angels falling down
Like a mission and we’re halfway there

From some old dried up
fried forgotten town
Why
Won’t they let us be ourselves
With our potential we could toe the line
And show the bastards up
with our divine
Light

Seize
All the records from the past
Hold for ransom all the artifacts
This ragged town protects them to the last
With lies

See them running heading
homeward to Seattle

Deem
All the liars in your tribe
To be the fires on the western side
Of some old front we call
the war of art

Rain
Like tin angels falling down
Like a mission and we’re halfway there

From some old dried up fried forgotten town
From some old dried up fried forgotten town
To some old dried up fried forgotten
Town

Come see the vampires of New York
Come lose your mind in Central Park
But don't leave your soul behind
Come take in 8th street after dark
Such peculiar people you'll remark
You might even see a murder

And all the whores on Bleecker Street
They wear the blissful grin
Caused by the drugs they take
To relieve them of their sins
And "oh lord I think she's dying"
I heard somebody say
I think she's dying
And "oh oh lord I think she's dying"
I think she's dying"

Or maybe she's already dead
and maybe she's gone to Mars
Maybe we could even write
her epitaph in the stars
It'd say "If you go away from here...
If you go a million miles..."
Come downtown to see them go
Into the den of the vampires of New York
But please watch your step
as you're getting off, kids

Backstage behind the curtain there's an
There's an armchair with a secret engine and you
You climb in and get naked watching Star Blazers

Wish you had their amenities
To fend off your enemies
In one big blast from your wave motion gun

And so you reach down to that secret panel and there's a
There's a whole raft of little buttons and you
You pick one and hope it takes you to Mars

Soon there'll be no pain again
You'll feel like yourself again
When you shoot all your heroin
In one big blast from your wave motion gun

And so downstairs behind the oven there's a
There's a dark hole where, where the gas comes in
You know you should, you should climb in
It'll get you there so much faster

Soon there'll be no pain again
You'll feel like yourself again
When you shoot all your heroin
In one big blast from
In one big shot from
In one big blast from
In one big shot
)From your wave motion gun
Wave motion gun
Wave motion gun
Wave motion gun
Wave motion gun
Wave motion gun

Written by: John Wozniak
Published by: WB Music Corp. & Wozniak Publishing (ASCAP)