Elliott Murphy "Rainy Season" 1 .THIRTY WAS A LONG TIME AGO (Words and Music by Elliott Murphy) The're giving million dollar deals Teaching children how to steal The next big thing is small and low Prom the rooftops I can't see Whats coming over me Thirty was a long time ago Thirty was a long time ago I grew up on the charts You cant stop what you don't start Blood and money run on the streets of old Soho And queen jealousy she reigns From Manchester down to Spain Thirty was a long time ago Thirty was a long time ago Making love was once a dream that would never happen or so it seemed Now Cupid's gone old and lost his bow And women half my age The're lying naked on the page Thirty was a long time ago Thirty was a long time ago Dreams of weath and fame you can predict it just like rain I never did find my own chateau But thats all right I guess I count my blessings I forget the rest Thirty was a long time ago Thirty was a long time ago The meaning of rock 'n roll That's all been lost or so I'm told Better not tell Fats Domino Its a huge industry now Just another corporate cash cow Thirty was a long time ago Thirty was a long time ago One man's ceiling is another man's floor Whatever you got you're genoa want some more When I was out of money I had plenty of time Now I'm paying for every damn minute that I'm on the line The telephone rings every time I try to sing Think I better move to Idaho And we measure our lives In our Levis waist size Thirty was a long time ago Thirty was a long time ago 2 THE DAY AFTER VALENTINE'S DAY (Words and Music by Murphy/Cosgrove/Clark) There were paper roses all down the street I crushed 'em under my feet as I walked on To another life that maybe I wouldn't face alone But now I'm on my own - so far gone Its the day after Valentine's Day There's nothing led that's gonna help me ease the pain All my cards are gone but my broken head remains Everything changed the day after Valentine's Day She said if I stod kissing you I may never stop But what we got didn't mean that much Except this memory that keeps daunting me And takes me back in time Before you led me behind When love was mine But its the day after Valentine's Day There's nothings left that's gonna help me ease the pain All my cards are gone but my broken dead remains Everything changed the day after Valentine's Day But its the day after Valentine's Day And nothings gonna help me now to ease the pain All my cards are gone but my broken head remains Everything changed the day after Valentine's Day But its the day after Valentine's Day Oh and there's nothings left to help me now and gonna ease the pain Well all my cards they're gone but my broken head remains Cause everything changed the day after Valentine's Day Yeah everything changed the day after Valentine's Day Everything changed the day after Valentine's Day 3. LO AND BEHOLD (Words and Music by Elliott Murphy) Lo and behold - you're coming bock to me now Well ain't that a kick Couse I never dreamed I'd see twenty four hours go by Without my head turning sick At the thought of your face and your lips and your eyes next to mine And then you slipping away With your smile - always so vicious and kind Isn't that your way Ah... And wasn't that I was attracted to at the start Some called you dangerous that's what I missed and you took it as a compliment And then we started to kiss And deeper and deeper we fell Untill the damage was done And I watched my bridges burn And I waited in the rain and I waited in van For you to return. Ah... Lo and behold I see the tables have turned So I'm just gonna sit down And take a weight right of my soul And watch you crawl around But I'm grateful that I Knew when to quit I cut my losses and run Before the kissing went bad And the good times turned sad I took a wlk in the sun. Ah... 4. New world order (Words by Elliott Murphy, Music by Elliott Murphy and Olivier Durand) Old men watch the turning of the big iron wheels I'm circling like a hawk over rolling green fields Impossible to guess what promises eI'm gonna break She was looking to the mountains as a way of escape I only thought of you once in a while as a matter of fact And I could forget you or I could call you back Do I take what I want and do I get what I deserve All of this coffee has rattled my nerves I keep plowing these same fields but no crops is gonna rise It's time to slow down I got the sun in my eyes And my memory is burned up and I'm starting to face I take a cool drink of water - i'm gonna sit by the shade Church bells are tolling and I'm staring to sink I wouldn't wish these thoughts on my worst enemy to think The snow will be melting around her sooner than you think Looks like an avalanche is coming down - coming down The young men see the dawning of the new world order I see the sunset on the poor side of the border I know so well all the promises I broke My great expectations up in smoke 5. Litttle Red Rooster (Willie Dixon) 6. On Romeo Street (Words and Music by Elliott Murphy) I. She was trapped in my peripheral vision like a long lost silhouette She was fine and dirty and curly and loose And from that sacred moment when the ends of our fingers met I felt a shiver go down into the heels of my cowboy boots See I was cornered like a rat in a prewar drugstore raid And I was ranting and raving and reciting the raunchy blues Yeah she knew a thing or two so I didn't have much to say She said I'm here my dear to deliver the good news II. You see I felt my life was already over but my moment had just begun So I saw my chance and I grabbed it as best as I could So I lay down in her sweet smelling soulfully seductive quicksand Though the ghost of romance stood behind me and might have given me a push We had no friends in common except mister and misses happenstance And I was talking more and more about movies and books Then I ran out of words and I asked her well can I have this dance And she thought that was funny and gave me a very, very special look III. Well the parade was passing and I was marching right behind the majorette She was throwing her baton much higher than the oldest oak tree There was such symbolism I thought Christ had risen and I just had to forget And start over again from the day I stood at my daddy's knew When he said son there's a few things here that I gotta tell you And he bent down low to whisper in my childish ear When just then a squadron of jet fighters passed right over my head And he sai promise me boy you'll always keep that thought dear IV. Well I guess I forgot more now than I'll ever remember About why you plant roses when a rainbow is just at its end About why you shouldn't make any new plans till say mid-December Keep the new year new as long as you can Here's to the crazies who make a dreary day worth living See them laughing at phonies and frauds who believe so much in themselves Because among them I believe is where the magic it keeps itself well hidden From those politicos who would steal the ring out of a church bell V. So I went back to her every night till I was totally addicted And she knew it too and believe me that was the very best part Sure the newness gets old but she sure knew how to fix it And soon I was sporting a good as new broken in head Well we've fought about friends and we've argued about the weather And whether or not we turn left or right when we go out at night I've misused every sacred word that I could remember Except for love cause that just wouldn't be right VI. On Romeo street they're selling bedroom sets and mirrors And couches covered in the most luxurious velour And one day I lay down in the softness but I saw where the fear lives So I turned around and marched back onto the kiling floor Yeah Romeo street is twisting its way out into the suburbs But tonight the trade is all running the other way Its a madness my dear that keeps us out here in the moonlight Its a madness I hope that never ever goes away 7. I WISH I WAS PICASSO (Words and Music By Billed Murphy) I wish I was Picasso so I could paint a portrait of you And the world would see you as I do With your pretty smile Brown brown eyes Just like Mona Lisa in the Louvre If I was the ocean I would cover every part of you When you dive into me With your so soft skin Black black hair I'm the wave that's gonna take you to my sea If I was in St Louis I would stand under the arc Of the great wide Mississippi Watching that river flow To the gulf of Mexico That's how strong I long for That's how strong I long for That's how strong I long for You to be next to me I wish I was Picasso Mmmm... 8. FOOL FOR LOVE (Words and Music by Elliott Murphy) She says that she has dreams she can't let go And haunted memories she doesn't show And I'm some kinda fool for love Or at least I thought I was 'But I don't know And you shine like a diamond You hide like a pearl Don't you know that the only thing that matters to this boy is his girl She says she's like a house that's burning down And there's a fire in her heart no man has found But I'm some kinda fool for love Or at least I thought I was TiI you come around (Chorus) And there are sparks when I lie beside her And she kisses like rock 'n roll I thank the lord for the day I found her But I swear she's gonna steal my soul She says there's more to life than we can know And places to see where we must go And I'm some kinda fool for love or at least I thought I was But I don't know (Chorus) 9. Bullet (Words and Music by Elliott Murphy) I was the bullet and you were the gun Standing on main street With a shodown 'bout to come Streets were deserted Why...everybody's already left town Too late I realized I was the fool who stuck around Good night my own true love Send your sweet prayers aboe I was the one and we were the two I was completely worn out but still we weren't through The ghost of the good times she kept hanging around And don't you look so good in your torn wedding gown (Chorus) I was the wounded and you were the nurse I lay down on your couch man that was a first I forgot nearly everything except how to tell your time And don't you look so good when I'm coming up from behind (Chorus) If I pick up my guitar - you are the pick When I finish my ece cream bar you're the little wooden stick If I was a fire I'd be cold without the touch of your match if I was number twenty-two well then you'd be the catch No need to look outta my window 'cause you're always the view I can buy a bittle of oxygen but I can't get a deep breath of you When I'm lost in my memory you turn up in my dreams I was alone on the ocean when you float by on a warm gulf stream Now if I was the sky you'd be the blue Or the green of the billiard table but I'm definitely still the cue When I watch my TV you're the only thing that's ever on Go for a ride on my yellow tractor and you're the one crop growing on my farm When I screw in a light bulb you are the lamp And when I zip up my sleeping bag you're those scary noises outside my camp if I was the mystery - you'd be the clue if I was size 1OD you are the shoe 10. Put it down (Words and Music by Elliott Murphy) I. You can lie like a television baby flying innocent like a blue eyed dove You can stand by a foutain with your landlord pitching coins but it ain't gonna bring you luck Cause I will know where you are and why and how and whatever that behavior well it really sucks But the time we were young - was the time when my passion was on the run And the time we were young - oh well now our love seems to be all eaten up Put it down II. The elite troopers of the harmonica commandos - they were marching to the John Sousa band And I knew we was somewhere to the west of never never never never never never neverland I saw no snow on the mountains but I knew the iceman he was coming anyway But that's another story for a rainy day That's another set of rules for another game I'm gonna play Put it down III. Well I was resting and I picked up a magazine in the restroom and I opened it to the page it was opened to before There was a pcture of a crying Spanish painter he was standing in a barroom full of whores But his model she was nowhere to be seen cause she died just a year before drinking absinthe on the quai with an African named Louis Amour drinking absinthe on the quai D'Orsay with an African named Louis Amour - that's right IV. So I rode into the galleria and I went to my favorite toy-shop And I loaded up my BB gun so when I saw that lamppost I could give it a good shot You know I missed by a mile or three - Although the truth was I wouldn't have broken it if I could The truth was my heart was already cracked although no one could see Yeah the truth was my bulb was burned out and there was absolutely no life, no light left inside me Hmmmmm. V. So I went down by the frontier watching the troops in black silk skate past I was sipping ginger ale and a near beer at the Martinez and knew these good times couldn't last There was some kinda demonstration going on down o the Midem market place of sounds Ah but man I was so out of it I didn't know if it was laughter or if somebody was about to drown Yeah I was so completely out of it and my consciousness had just left town VI. So once again I sipped across the old border when the guards were looking the other way At a parade of retired revolutionaries - We all raised our hands and said hip hip hooray And than came the dirty general and his staft - And man they were as infected as can be When they tried to shake my hand - I said please don't touch me So they all put their dress gloves on and said now we're gonna do it to you for free - That's right VII So I found a shoe that i was comfortable in - it was back - it was soft - it was suede And I'm gonna walk a thousand miles to your house - if I could just get out of the Lincoln brigade See I had misplaced ideals - they were lost in the sixties or before And the present was changing so rapidly and the future was already a bore Yeah things were changing so fast but even Bill Gates couldn't tell me what for That's right VIII So you better change your eyeglasses you better change your underwear But I won't change my mind Because now I'm trying to be nice to you but you're gonna wait till the very next time When I'm gonna tell you what I really think - I'm a gonna pull no punches at oil And like the true sportsman that I've always been I'm gonna say I'm gonna pass the ball And the stadium will rise in a grand unison and we're gonna watch you take a fall Ah that's all.. .that's all IX Now can you tell me why they make the telephone books yellow - Why they make the toilettes white Can you tell me whose been screeching tires around my corner when its the middle of the night And why I am alone again - But why am I at peace Is it just that lonesome Hurricane weather ah but the season is so brief When the barometric pressure it allows my good pants to finally keep a crease - Oh mama.. X You know I've stayed in this motel before perhaps in this very some room I think we slept together in this queen sized bed together under the silver golden anniversary moon And there was still some kinda mystery back then - Ah that's what I liked about you Back when I was a detective - you were my own best clue But the case it was never really solved - Because you alibi so guicky fell through That's right fell through XI Now that's eleven verses - Its after midnight and I gotta go I gotta pack my bags tonight - Couse tomorrow the morning comes so brigbt and early and so bright - And I wonder who am I singing to - When there's just me and the carpet and the wall its the rainy season of my memory - I hear drops of recollections leaking down the hall And a memory you gotto put it down so gently cause it will drop if you let it foil Ah its the rainy seson ot my memory and I'm just gonna let it all tall Put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down Petit down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down put it down 11. DJANGO 306 (Music by Kenny Margolis and Elliott Murphy, Words by Elliott Murphy) Cowboy go slow Eurozone rodeo Big Time French kiss Walk this way like Aerosmith Looks like the Americans Turning into Puritans Smart bombs and good will With a little blue pill Things can't get worse I think we're stuck in first Must be the gypsy's curse And we can't go in reverse Down by Venus Bar I get into her car Put my hands on her handles O la la - la scandale Carpe diem - c'est la vie Chicas muy guapas - ich liebe dich Chorus Lyrics printed by permission - All rights reserved. official Website: www.multimania.com/murphy