 KLAATU
- 3:47 EST
(1976)
Dee Long - Guitarra eléctrica,
guitarra acústica de 12 cuerdas
John Woloschuk - Bajo, guitarra
acústica, auto arpa, glock
Terry Draper - Batería,
pandereta, triángulo
Calling Occupants Of Interplanetary
Craft
(The Recognized Anthem of World Contact Day)
In your mind you have abilities you know
to telepath messages through the vast unknown
please close your eyes and concentrate
with every thought you think
upon the recitation we're about to sing.
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary
craft.
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary
craft.
You've been observing our earth
and we'd like to make a contact with you.
We are your friends
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants and interplanetary ultra-emissaries.
We've been observing your earth
and one night we'll make a contact with you.
We are your friends
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants of interplanetary, quite extraordinary
craft.
Please come in peace we beseech you
only a landing will teach them
our earth may never survive
so do come we beg you
please interstellar policemen
won't you give us a sign
give us a sign that we've reached you.
With your mind you have ability to form
and transmit thought energy far beyond the norm
you close your eyes
you concentrate
together that's the way
to send the message
we declare World Contact Day.
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants of interplanetary craft
calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary
craft.
Ahhh
Calling occupants
calling occupants
calling occupants
calling occupants
calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary
craft.
California Jam
Hodad made the scene toting a six-pack of cold cola
a
stogie
smoking in hand
a
groovin' in his sandals.
California's on my mind
surf and sand setting in the sun
California's on my mind
one day you're gonna be a place in our memory
na na na na na na na.
When Woody hit the dunes flying foxtails and
Old
Glory (Glory)
rubber ripped the sand
he gunned a souped-down
Stingray
hey hey.
Ah, California
she's in mythical Malibu
sitting on the ocean
goodbye mythical Malibu
the San Andreas Misfortune
will claim the lives of sons and wives
the headlines will fill page after page.
California's on my mind
surf and sand setting in the sun
in the sun in the sun in the sun
in the setting sun
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
one day you're gonna be one sweet memory
oh yeah
California.
Swingin' on the beach
to the sounds of their time
yeah yeah yeah.
Anus Of Uranus
Late last night while wishing on a star
down from the sky came a man in a car
he said "Get in, Jackson
come on let's go for a ride"
outta sight.
Sitting in the cockpit strapped down in a chair
I said, "Hey, tell me
what's that over there?"
he said, "Meet my computer."
he's a friendly son of a gun and we're having fun.
Playing cards on Venus in a cloudy room
pass a glass of ammonia, I got to get off soon
sunbathin' on Mercury or jammin' on Jupiter
which do you prefer?
It's getting pretty late, I got to go home
nice to have met you, what's your telephone?
maybe soon I'll call you
if I can afford the fare
it's long distance out there.
Anus of Uranus, he's a friend of mine
he's a first-rate party and a real fine time
Anus of Uranus, he's a friend of mine
he's a first-rate party and a real fine time.
Sub-Rosa Subway
Back in 1870 just beneath the
Great
White Way
Alfred Beach worked secretly
risking all to ride a dream
his wind-machine
his wind-machine.
New York City and the morning sun
were awoken by the strangest sound
reportedly as far as Washington
the tremors shook the earth as Alfie
blew underground
blew underground
he blew underground, yeah.
Ahh
all aboard
sub-rosa
subway
had you wondered who's been digging under Broadway?
it's Alfred
it's Alfred
it's Alfred
poor Al, woh no Al.
As for America's first subway
the public scoffed, "It's far too rude"
one station filled with Victoria's age
from frescoed walls and goldfish fountains....
to Brahmsian tunes.
True Life Hero
Last time I went swimming
I started to drown and my head it went down
and then the lifeguard he jumped in
grabbed hold of my hair and he pulled me to ground.
He was
a true life hero
friend of every man and child
a true life hero
I really do think it'd be wild.
I wonder what it would be like
to be the
ultramaroon who was first on the moon
'cause who could help but dislike
a man it is known has the guts of a prune.
Wanna be
a true life hero
friend of every man and child
a true life hero
well I really do think it'd be wild.
I could never be like him
I could never be strong 'cause I'm always wrong
so I'll just sit here thinking
how nice it would be if it only was me who was.
A true life hero
friend of every man and child
a true life hero
I really do think it'd be wild.
A true life hero
a true life hero
a true life
a real life
a true life hero.
Doctor Marvello
Oh
my love and I were thinking
how low our boat was sinking
from fishing for the blues
every lure we tried
Jonesey turned the tide
we lost our cool
caught in whirlpools.
Oh
so bland was our condition
we summoned black magicians
to wave a wand or two
talismanic spells
tannis
root and well
to tell the tale
their magic failed.
If that is all you want (Doctor Marvello)
then I may be of service
if all you want is love (Doctor Marvello)
well I may know a special man
whose love machine turns can't to can
with your mind in mind
with your mind in mind.
(A passage of time)
Oh
the trance wore off by morning
a sentimental journey was hazily recalled
though it sounds absurd
we're completely cured
and now we're fine
and now we're fine
and now we're fine.
My love and I
Sir Bodsworth Rugglesby III
Act I
Well do you get the itching to
trek about the latitudes?
you do?
well, likely you're a chip off old Sir Rugglesby
oh, he was quite the sporting sort
behind his cup of tea he'd snort,
"I'll wager on the line
ten thousand pounds and five
I'm the only man who'll ever get to hell and come back
alive."
Act II
Now in the fall of '49
he skipped across the seven brine
this time looking for a berth in naval history
"Twas never heard nor seen again
officially presumed as dead
but the words he left behind
still echo through my mind:
"I'm the only man who'll ever get to hell and come back
alive."
he's the only man who'd ever get to hell and come back
alive.
So off he went around the world...
Intermission
Act III
Then one night while tripping down the English coast
the moon was whiter than a ghost almost
when I heard a voice yell through a megaphone
and thereupon the midnight sea
a signal lamp signaled me
I could feel my blood run cold
as the message did decode:
"I'm the only man who'll ever get to hell and come back
alive."
well who else could it be
but good old Rugglesby?
he's the only man who'd ever get to hell and come back
alive.
yes he's the only man (he's the only one)
who's ever gone and been (who's been and gone)
to hell and come back
hell and come
to hell and come back alive.
The End
Little Neutrino
Across your open mind
I trace erratic lines
in motion and in time.
I fought a battle won
to the surface of the sun
through fires on and on.
It's only you
it can't be me
for I myself refuse to be
I am someone you'll never know
I am the little neutrino.
Solus is not far away
it's face is brighter than a day
so don't turn me away.
It's only you
it can't be me
for I myself refuse to be
I am someone you'll never know
I am the little neutrino.
And now I'm passing through
the one who's known as you
and yet you'll never know I do.
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