LYRICS
In this place in space
Graced with a human face
If all I could do is bark like a dog (bark, bark)
Aardvark licking up and all day ’till you pass away
If all I could do is eat like a hog (oink, oink)
A mink… ya think I’ll gloat about being a coat?
All aboard. Praise the Lord
Graced with a face
In the human race
LYRICS
Heard people say you can never go home again
But when I get there they say, “Where’ve ya been?”
Burning bridges mend
Comin’ round the bend
Finding a long lost friend
No surprise when ya look in their eyes
A familiar face… you realize
Burning bridges mend
Comin’ round the bend
Finding a long lost friend
There’s nothing like finding a long lost friend
Except for finding a long lost friend
Burning bridges mend
Comin’ round the bend
Finding a long lost friend
Sorry to say some have passed away
But it’s OK… we’ll meet again some day
Burning bridges mend
Comin’ round the bend
Finding a long lost friend
A live 1-track stereo recording made on a park bench in downtown Clearfield.
Chinklacamoose, spelled many ways, was an old Native American village located at what is now Clearfield, Pennsylvania. The village existed from the early 1st century up until around the mid to late 17th century. The village was about halfway along the Great Shamokin Path, which started at the old Indian village of Shamokin (present day Sunbury), along the West Branch of the Susquehanna River west to its ending point at the village of Kittanning.
Chinklacamoose kept its name up until 1804, when it became the first township for Clearfield County. Only three years later, the township began to split up into smaller townships, like Beccaria, Bradford, Lawrence and Pike by 1813, when Chinklacamoose Township no longer existed and the name was lost to history.
LYRICS
Two-shoes
Goody, goody two-shoes
Does your number of faces
Match your shoes
All the while stylin’ the hypocrisy blues
Two-shoes
Goody, goody two-shoes
Displaced
Two-faced
Out of space
Lost the human race
Two-shoes
Goody, goody two-shoes
Double damage you do do
Both sides of your mouth talkin’ too
… into
Two-shoes
Goody, goody two-shoes
All the while stylin’ the hypocrisy blues
Solution to the puzzle
Take off the muzzle
I see
Freedom of speech isn’t free
If the word isn’t spoken
And the slumbered woken
I get it
Tell the world what it’s about
What it is we’ve figured out
I can see
Freedom of speech isn’t free
When enslaved
It takes a human to behave
Soooo please don’t save
Your contribution
To the solution
Of the puzzle
Take off the muzzle
LYRICS
If you feel your life isn’t that great
Be glad it’s not that way every day
I can surely wait for the mundane date
So if you might… if you may….
Bring on your beauty
The likes of which I thought I’d never see
Bring on your beauty
So I know what I am free
Songwriting on the Brandywine River
If you feel livin’ life is too late
Realize it’s never too late to participate
The rest of your life starts today
So if you might… if you may….
Bring on your beauty
The likes of which I thought I’d never see
Bring on your beauty
So I know what I am free
