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Positive ID 3:220:00/3:22
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Make You Wanna Dance 3:190:00/3:19
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Imagining Things 4:000:00/4:00
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0:00/4:53
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0:00/3:52
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LYRICS (ALL WORDS BY ANDEE JOYCE)
MAKE YOU WANNA DANCE
Mmmm…
Is there anything that could make you wanna dance
At a time like this, at a time like this
Get caught up in a feeling you can’t dismiss
That would make you wanna dance at a time like this
Could anything make you wanna pump your fist
At a time like this, at a time like this
Could there be an impulse you can’t resist
That would make you pump your fist at a time like this
Mmmm….
Was there ever a good time
Just to go and have a good time
Forget everything and drink wine
Just kick back soaking up sex and sunshine
Now we’ve gotta get creative
Or we’re really gonna hate it
Fix it so they can’t break it
There’s no way to overstate it
And when we do, oh, it’s gonna feel so good
Almost more joy than we can stand
We’ll float so high up above it all
Taking in so much beauty we won’t ever want to land
I don’t wanna live unless life can be fair
And I wanna help us all get there
So is there anything that could make you wanna dance
At a time like this, at a time like this
Get caught up in a feeling you can’t dismiss
That would make you wanna dance at a time like this
Could I do something that would make you wanna dance
At a time like this, at a time like this
I’ll keep trying ‘til you tell me I can’t
Make you wanna, make you wanna, make you wanna dance
Mmmm….
I’m watching these hippies
In some movie from the ‘60s
All colorful and giddy
I wanna melt through the screen so they could be with me
There were things that needed fixin’
They had to deal with Nixon
But once the potions kicked in
They had a sweet little world to live in
But I’m not about the good old days
I still think those are yet to be seen
So climb into my hug machine
It’ll feel like the best part of being 16
My hands wanna dance and my feet wanna sing
Each body part wants to do its own thing
My ears wanna drink and my tongue wants to sting
Each body part wants to do its own thing
And each part of me loves each part of you
Maybe my body parts are hippies too
So let your hands dance, hands dance
Let your feet sing, feet sing
Tell me if I can bring you any-anything
Is there anything that could make you wanna dance
At a time like this, at a time like this
POSITIVE ID
Helpy helpers and splainy splainers, I don’t mean to be a complainer
It’s beautiful that you want to help
But you won’t decide how I get to define myself
‘Cause I’m about way more than just fitting in and playing a game
And I’m about way more than making everybody be the same
And I’m about way more than working overtime to be your clone
Do I have to do this all alone?
Chorus:
‘Cause I don’t want sympathy, what I need is opportunity
Don’t tell me what I cannot be, give me positive ID
Don’t shed a tear about my plight, celebrate what I’m doing right
If you wanna be there for me
You gotta give me positive ID, positive, ID, positive ID, yeah yeah
Freaky freakouts and people people, do you truly think I’m your equal?
Please find it in you to forgive
That I can’t be objective about something l live
‘Cause I’m about telling the world what life is like in these ruby shoes
And I’m about telling the world some stuff they can’t say on the news
And I’m about telling the world there won’t be anyone who
Will ever know me better than I do (Is that all right with you?)
(chorus)
Don’t make me be your apple tree when I know I’m a coconut palm
If I don’t fit in can I still belong, how’s that go, first do no harm
Don’t make me breathe underwater, I know I live on land
See everything I am, I know you can! (And you know you can)
(chorus)
BRIAN WILSON IS AFRAID OF THE OCEAN
I used to go to Venice Beach in the winter
With a Thrifty ice cream cone in my hand
It was hard not to think about the Beach Boys while
Watching rocky road drip on to the sand
Those songs made everyone so happy
Except the guy who composed most of them
You'd never have caught him dead on a surfboard
Unless it went through hell and back again, they told me
(Chorus) Brian Wilson is afraid of the ocean
He hates the beach, no seriously
It's so obvious to everyone who knows him
Plus he said it in his autobiography
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
I went to Los Angeles to look for my brain
They say it's always in the last place you search
All my sound files always wound up in the round files
Didn't know what I was doing on this earth
But I never got sold down the river
By my father trying to bleed me dry
Never had a shrink take over my whole life
My shrink told me to ask myself why it is that
(Chorus)
When Brian Wilson was about 70, he said he
Conquered one of his oldest fears
He went with his family to the ocean and swam in it
For the first time in over 40 years
I guess if there's a takeaway from this, it's
Life is set in sand more than set in stone
And if there's one thing I want to do with music
It's to let people know they're not alone
I knew I was not alone the day I found out
(Chorus)
IMAGINING THINGS
Technology's all right with me
Wouldn't want to live without it, oh no
Gets me from point A to point B, there's no doubt about it, oh no
But I love that there's a song that will come along with me everywhere I go
All I have to do is clap and it takes me back
To the place where I found it, uh huh
And suddenly I'm playing drums in an angel band
And other people help out with their voices and their hands
And I'm reeling from the sheer pleasure our sound brings
I'm so happy when I'm imagining things, imagining things
Oooh, imagining things
Electricity's just fine by me, had it since I was a kid, oh yeah
I heard music in the hair dryer, music in the dishwasher, because of course I did
But there's an energy source inside of me
And I learned how to do my stuff
When the juice was running low 'cause you never know
When you could get knocked off the grid
When my phone's gone kablooey and my 'puter's on the fritz
I'm plugged into a power supply that never quits
In my mind my angel band dances and sings
I'm so happy when I'm imagining things, imagining things
Ooooh, imagining things
Gonna slow it down, slow it down
Let my rhythm catch up with my soul
One day my whole body will slow to a crawl, but that's all right
I'll be prepared, I won't get too scared
As long as I can feel my own pulse
And as long as I can feel you all
Clapping out a heartbeat, clapping out a heartbeat
Faster, and faster, and faster, faster
They say imagining things is bad
But this might be the most fun I've ever had
'Cause inside me there's a Christmas tree, colorful and glowing
And I'm in ecstasy to be going where I'm going
You'll see me light up in every color on those strings
I'm so happy when I'm imagining things, imagining things
Ooooh, imagining things
I don't wanna stop
But I have to stop
In 1, 2, 3, 4...
VENUS, IF YOU WILL...(A TRIBUTE TO THE WOMAN OF WILLENDORF)
Venus, if you will, is a big round mother
Less than 5" high but she goes around forever
She lay undiscovered 20,000 plus years
Until Willendorfers dug her up and made her a star, oh
Venus, if you will, is a big round mother
Less than 5" high but she goes around forever
She's older than dirt but she's fresh as the morning
She's made out of stone but she's lots of fun to hug
Venus, if you will, is one hell of a lover
'Cause she loves everybody and she's gonna love you too
She's a dream in plain beige but her light has every color
With nothing to disguise her, clothe her, color her
Venus, Venus, Venus, Venus, oooooh
Venus, if you will, is a big round mother
Less than 5" high but she goes around forever
She's solid through and through
And you can never destroy her but
If you listen closely you can hear a tender heart
Venus, if you will, is a big round mother
But you can hold her power in the palm of your hand
She's everywhere you look but there's nobody like her
And everybody needs a little Venus in their life
No hands but she'll hold you tight all night long
No feet but she'll dance with you clear through to dawn
No eyes but she can see everything that's going on
Inside you even if you think you don't want her to know
Venus, Venus, Venus, Venus, oooooh
Venus, if you will, is a big round mother
Less than 5" high but she goes around forever
She lay undiscovered 20,000 plus years
Until Willendorfers dug her up and made her a star
Venus, if you will, is a big round mother
Less than 5" high but she goes around forever
She lay undiscovered, she lay undiscovered
She lay undiscovered, she lay undiscovered
She lay