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
LYRICS
For real…
This is for real?
For real?
Reality
For real, this is real?
Reality
The price for this life is a steal
For real!
It’s well worth the price of admission
That’s my confession
For real
This is for real
For real
It’s hard to believe
Humans won’t perceive
It’s hard to believe
Why humans won’t receive
For real
It’s like a dream come true
Like a dream come true for me and you
For real
This is reality
We’re living here together
Now that we’re living here together
Let’s call you and me we
A
Timothy Leary's dead;
Asus4 A G A
no, no, no, he's outside looking in
A
Timothy Leary's dead;
Asus4 A G A
no, no, no, he's outside looking in
Am G
He'll glide his astral plane;
Am G
takes you trips around the bay
Am G
Brings you back the same day;
G Am G Am
Timothy Leary, Timothy Leary
A
Timothy Leary's dead;
Asus4 A G A
no, no, no, he's outside looking in
A
Timothy Leary's dead;
Asus4 A G A
no, no, no, he's outside looking in
Am G
He'll glide his astral plane;
Am G
takes you trips around the bay
Am G
Brings you back the same day;
G Am G Am
Timothy Leary, Timothy Leary
Asus4 A Asus4
Along the coast, you'll hear them boast,
A G
about a light they say that shines so clear
Asus4 A
So raise your glass, we'll drink a toast,
Asus4 A G
to the little man who sells you thrills along the pier
Asus4 A
He'll take you up, he'll bring you down,
Asus4 A G
he'll plant your feet back firmly on the ground
Asus4 A
He flies so high, he swoops so low,
Asus4 A G
he knows exactly which way he's gonna go
G Am G Am
Timothy Leary, Timothy Leary
Flute
G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am
Flute
G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am G Am
Am G G Am Am G Am G G Am G Am
A G
He'll take you up, he'll bring you down,
D A
he'll plant your feet back on the ground
G
He'll fly so high, he'll swoop so low;
D A
Timothy Leary
G
He'll glide his astral plane,
D A
he'll take you trips around the bay
G
He'll bring you back the same day;
D A F C
Timothy Leary, Timothy Leary
D A F C
Timothy Leary, Timothy Leary
D A
Timothy Leary
LYRICS
Just when you thought your were gonna make a change
The whole world has become rearranged
Rearrange
[can’t just sit there and mumble and grumble]
Just when you thought your were gonna make a change
The whole world has become rearranged
Everything has ended up strange
Do you even know if it’s in your range
In your reign
It’s in your reign
It’s in your range
It just might start
Within your heart
Baby
Maybe
It’s time to start aiming for the heart
Maybe, baby?
LYRICS
Who knows what?
For what it’s worth
Mother Earth
Who knows what?
For what it’s worth
Mother Earth
Thank you for this birth
Here on Earth
For certainly
I couldn’t see
This Earth without you
This is true
Thank you for making my dreams come true
For, there’s no where I’d rather be
Mother Earth
ABOUT THE SONG
Dm Db
C F G
184 BPM / Jazz Trio
1-track stereo extemporaneous recording
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Controller and Computer