Album: Crazy 
Disc: Stereoville, USA [disc 2 of a 2 disc album: Crazy]
Artist: Laramie Crocker
Artist Website: www.LaramieCrocker.com
Listen / MP3: Songs
See also: lyrics for disc 1: Redemption


Songs
The Cat Came Back
Rodeo Girl
O Youth
Paranoia
Faith Hope And Crazy
Woman Planet
Fact - BART PSA
This Land Is Your Land
The Tree Song
Fire [part 1 of Fire+Aire]




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    The Cat Came Back
	 [Based on the song originally by Harry S. Miller, 
          which was added to by many others, including the very atomic-age verse I was taught
          in the very P.C. Berkeley public school system in the 70's.  
          The lyrics I learned are shown in bold,green], 
          and the rest are mine.
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If you won't stop following me
on a cold Berkeley night
the fog all a-drip
billowy white

If you would not follow
on a cold Berkeley night
your yellowy hair
willowy bright

If you won't stop hounding me
on a cold Berkeley night
with your hot leather boots
and little knit caps

If you would stop following this hippie redneck yuppie
if you would stop lovin on me like a warm furry puppy
If you would stop being
where I wanna be
I'd leave you in a minute

We were meant to be
drinkin turkish coffee
smokin homegrown
listening to music
reading
loving like dogs
singing and playing
building forts in the trees


old man Johnson had troubles of his own
he had a yellow cat 
that wouldn't leave his home
he tried and he tried to give that cat away
but every time he tried
the cat came back to stay

	'cause the cat came back
	the very next day
	the cat came back
	thought he was a gonner
	but the cat came back
	he just couldn't stay away

he gave it to a boy who had a rowboat
he gave it to that boy with a 10 dollar note
he tied a stone around its neck it musta weighed a pound
now they drag the river for the little boy who drowned

	but the cat came back...

the Atom bomb fell, just the other day
the H bomb fell in the very same way
Russia went
Brittain went
then the USA
the human race had ended 
without a chance to pray

	but the cat came back...

Why are you following me


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    Rodeo Girl
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And the next year
she said I wanna dance
in the carnival
with the clowns
wanna dance
in the carnival
but her mother said no
good little christian girls 
don't dance in the carnival

and the next year
she said I wanna ride
wanna ride horses
just like the in rodeo
I'll be a rodeo girl 
in the rodeo
rodeo girl 

she said I wanna be 
in the rodeo
rodeo girl
girl in the rodeo
in the rodeo
in the rodeo

but her mother said no
good little christian girls 
dont ride in the rodeo

she said I wanna be
in the rodeo
rodeo girl
in the rodeo
rodeo girl
girl in the rodeo

in the rodeo


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    O Youth
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O you try to be smooth and so debonair
with your middle-aged body, and your soft, greying hair
you mingle well, 'til she's standing there
and you're speechless and flustered
and boyish and game
and you're lost in your head repeating her name
you dream of pillows and milky way nights
and you're smitten and daring and wistful tonight

but O youth! you cry and you swear,
is wasted on the young
with their devil-may-care
they are lovely and lithe
and fresh faced and pretty
but willowy arms
hold pink Hello Kitty
sleeping bag fantasies
marshmallow fires
tangerine kisses
lip-glossy desires
fumbles and misses

her summer vacation
could you sweep her away
and you live for the moment
if only today
and here, in this moment
you live life forever
but she's off to college
and your mind whispers Never!
could you hip her to Hendrix
or teach her from Nietzsche
you feel like her daddy
you feel like her need she 
goes off to change into jeans she 
goes off to leave you still reaching
for something to say
that would beg her to stay
just an hour by the tree she
goes off to leave you alone with your need she
goes off you dream as you stand in your shoes
and your sensible slacks
that have nothing to do 
with the bell bottomed jeans 
that you wore in your youth
in your lingering moment to tell her your truth
and your undying love, for the next day or two 
'til you slump to your notebook
and write 'til you're through
your obsession your dream
your dwindling days
your middle aged madness
your foggy eyed haze
and your soft, greying hair
but O youth! you cry and you swear,
is wasted on the young
with their devil-may-care
but O youth! you cry and you swear,
you mingle well
till she's standing there.


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    Paranoia
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record!
record!

do not leave the area
do not leave the area
please file out of your houses
in an ordinary fashion
record!
do not leave the area

peacefully exit your houses for registration process
you will not be harmed

please leave your houses in an orderly fashion
for identification and registration process
you will not be harmed

please leave your houses in an orderly and peaceful fashion
for identification    registration     process
you will not be harmed
you will not be harmed
you will not be harmed
you will not be harmed


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    Faith, Hope, & Crazy              [written 2008-03-20]
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There was a time 
in this country
when a man came
spoke the truth
when I heard his words
I had faith
in people
again

but some said he was crazy
some said he lied
some said he was angry

but some said he was crazy

There was a time 
in this country
when a man came
spoke the truth
when I heard his words
I had faith
in people
again

but some said he was crazy
some said he lied
some said he was angry
but some said he was crazy
some said he was crazy
yeah!
some said he was crazy

-----

keep faith with me
keep hope alive
keep faith with me
if only for 
one day
if only for 
one day
one day

for one day
for one day

for one day ...


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    Woman Planet
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Sometimes I think
there must be a giant, nearby,
Woman-Planet.
Hiding in the solar system
behind the Moon
behind the Moon.

Woman-Planet is the only plausible explanation!

They come, en masse, to visit Earth
on the week-ends.

Only ... on Woman-Planet,
weekends are irregular
 
Divined by an ancient
  canonical,
  pseudo-random calendar algorithm
  to throw off the calculations of human beings 
  and other lesser species
(some say it is to throw off the calculations of men, 
    but this is a lie!
  
When they visit Earth, 
Earth is a playground
of beautiful women
smart and lithe and friendly and smiling

When they come
When they come
When they come down
they come waltzing


When they come
When they come
When they come down
they come waltzing
waltzing around corners
traipsing through fields

and if no fields are handy
they traipse through
  kitchens and sidewalks and cafes
  la la la la
  and if no cafes are handy
they traipse through
kitchens and hallways and doorways
and bedrooms
doorways and bedrooms
and doorways and bedrooms

La La La La
La La La....
   
When they go back
When they go back
the world
seems a more dismal place
the earthly women
a tad
  more drab
  and dreary
  and boring

and occasionally
  naggy

and occassionally
hardly ever   
hardly ever mean  



And when they come down
they come waltzing
waltzing around corners
traipsing through fields
waltzing around corners
and sidewalks and cafes
and doorways and kitchens 
and hallways
and bedrooms

and bedrooms
la la la la


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    Fact (BART PSA)
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Attention all passengers in the BART system
security cameras installed in the bart system
are not
a guarantee
against criminal activity
by BART Police
Passengers: always be aware of your surroundings
train operators: always be aware of your passengers
Passengers: be aware of the system
Passengers: beware the system
Passengers: beware the system

Beware the system


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    This Land is Your Land
    [Written by Woodie Guthrie -- lyrics in bold,green]
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this land is your land
this land is my land
from California to the New York island
from the redwood forest 
to the gulf stream waters
this land was made for you and me

as I went walking 
that ribbon of highway
I saw above me
that endless skyway
I saw below me, 
golden valley
this land was made for you and me

there was a great wall there
tried to stop me
sign was posted
said private property
but on the backside
didn't say nothin'
this land was made for you and me

this land is your land
this land is my land
from California to the New York island
from the redwood forest 
to the gulf stream waters
this land was made for you and me

by the town square
in the shadow of the steeple
by the relief office
I see my people
and some are grumblin
and some are wonderin
if this land were made for you and me

this land is your land
this land is my land
from CA to the NY island
from the redwood forest 
to the gulf stream waters
this land was made for you and me

ONE MORE FOR THE VERMONT PROPERTY TAX PEOPLE!

this land is your land
this land is my land
from CA to the NY island
from the redwood forest 
to the gulf stream waters
this land was made for you and me




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    The Tree Song
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Last night, I had a dream
I was in a world so concrete and clean
and the buildings so tall, 
no sky in between
o I miss the trees

And in the morning, she said to me
why don't you ... go climb a tree
and I said "OK, if you come with me"
Won't you come with me and climb a tree

  And I sing
  La La La ....
  ...
  won't you come with me and climb a tree
  
It was a cold day late in December
and I hadn't bathed, since I could remember
but I'm up in the clouds, I'm up in my tree
and the rain came down and washed me clean

  And I sing
  La La La ....
  ...
  the rain came down and washed me clean
  
I've got a friend, she's older than me
and she's curly and burly and pretty and strong
and I sleep in her arms, she's all that I see
won't you come and meet my friend the tree

  sing to her
  La La La ....

  

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    Fire          [part 1 of Fire+Aire]
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Papa was the go-to man
for Gregorian chant
Mama played piano like the Mona Lisa smiles
and directed choirs like falling water
like Niagra
like blown glass menageries
like children
Redemption was death
Crazy is rebirth
I am the beautiful bird that emerges from the licking fire
I am the beautiful bird that emerges from the licking fire



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All songs Copyright © 2007-2009 Laramie Crocker