NIGHT IN MY VEINS

Dianne didn’t know what she was getting into

When she looked at the world with her brand new eyes

She started to scream at the vision in the mirror

At the image of the woman who died

She took to longing every minute of the night

She imitated the creatures dancing there

She took to loving each and every bite

While the darkness saw she was covered from the glare

I need the Night In My Veins

Where does life begin?

I’d do it all again

Now the Cajun world with its ritual ways

Has a new savior running in the street

The crime is lost at the punishment’s request

Cause she does them a favor in the heat

Temptation lures them to her

And she does what comes naturally to them

The words echo in the ears of the sufferer

As she laughs and says to each of them

I need the Night In My Veins

Where does life begin?

I’d do it all again

Now the last 500 years have come and gone

She sheds her tears and longs for the grave

The dead soil won’t drown out her screams

The only true light will come from the day

She steps outside to look at the light

She takes in all the eons that are gone

Her flesh darkens but it will not die

She can’t change it’s been far too long

I need the Night In My Veins

When does life ever end?

I’d do it all again

copyright © 1994, 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

OVER YOUR SHOULDER

In your world of perpetual midnight

A lover’s kiss is a pill pusher’s death

Paranoia might bring you insight

But you’re clinging to your last breath

Keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

To see if somebody is there

Keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

You’re the creator of your own nightmare

You’re no longer capable of thought

A darkened web has got you entwined

You’re so afraid that you’re going to get caught

You’ve lost control of your vacant mind

So keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

Feel the fingertips on your spine

Keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

You’re the victim of your own crime

Keep on looking.. keep on looking.. yeah!

Keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

Icy eyes that burn right through

Keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

Watch out cause they’re after you

So keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

Feel the fingertips on your spine

Keep on looking Over Your Shoulder

You’re the victim of your own crime

Keep on looking.. keep on looking.. yeah!

copyright © 2002 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes.

THERE ARE WORSE THINGS I COULD DO

There Are Worse Things I Could Do

than go with a boy or two

Even though the neighborhood 

thinks I’m trashy and no good

I suppose it could be true

But There Are Worse Things I Could Do

I could flirt with all the guys

Smile at them and bat my eyes

Press against them when we dance

Make them think they stand a chance

Then refuse to see it through

That’s a thing I’d never do

I could stay home every night

Wait around for Mr. Right

Take cold showers every day

And throw my life away

On a dream that won’t come true

I could hurt someone like me

Out of spite or jealousy

I don’t steal and I don’t lie

But I can feel and I can cry

A fact I’ll bet you never knew

But to cry in front of you

That’s the worse thing I could do.

copyright © 1974 Edwin H Morris & Company.

SPASTIC VALENTINO

Spastic Valentino you’re such a prize

Look right through them with your X-Ray eyes

Every where you go you have celebrity ties

Such a prize!

Decked out in leather and Armani dreams

You knock them dead in society scenes

You come from such humble means

I wonder who, who, who do  you know

I wonder who, who, who do you know?

When you come down

you will hit the ground

No one will be around;

you’ll be all alone

Spastic Valentino you’re so high class

Designer underwear and a bump up your ass

Getting high has never been such a blast

Such a blast!

Everybody knows when you’re there

Giving them blow underneath the stairs

Everyone says, “He came out of nowhere”

So I wonder who, who, who do you know?

I wonder who, who, who do you know?

When you come down

They won’t hear a sound

No one will be around,

you’ll be on your own

Spastic Valentino you’re such a drag

Your social license expired today

I wonder who, who, who do you know?

I wonder who, who, who do you know?

Spastic Valentino you’re such a prize

Spastic Valentino with your X-Ray eyes

Spastic Valentino you’re so high class

Spastic Valentino you’re just trash!

 copyright © 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

DANGEROUS STRANGERS

You hit the street

and it takes its toll

You’re looking beat

and you’ve lost control

In your head is a pounding vibe

Better off dead than buried alive

But you know just where you’d rather go

You know you do, you do

So why do you play with Dangerous Strangers

Don’t you know all of the dangerous dangers

You keep talking with your dangerous words

As you mess around with your dangerous lords

You keep on playing those dangerous games

That will bring you dangerous shame

Now you know all of the dangerous dangers

So why do you keep those Dangerous Strangers

In your heart

You feel the night and it holds your heart

Nothing is right as you’re torn apart

Inside of you is so much misery

Breaking through life’s mystery

But you see where you’d rather be

You know you do, you do

So why do you play with Dangerous Strangers

Don’t you know all of the dangerous dangers

You keep talking with your dangerous words

As you mess around with your dangerous lords

You keep on playing those dangerous games

That will bring you dangerous shame

Now you know all of the dangerous dangers

So why do you keep those

Dangerous Strangers

In your heart

 copyright © 1987, 2003 Buzee Bee Bop Tunes

ORCHIDIA

In a place… Babylon… I have seen a face

Urgent eyes… expressiveness…

lips to challenge space

Come with me Orchidia

I will show you what to do

Give me everything you have,

I will give you something new

Tell me everything you know,

I will show you the truth

Come with me Orchidia

I will show you what to do

Come with me Orchidia

In a daze… interlude… I am lost for days

Angelic wings sprout attitude

to take me back in chains

You’re unaware but we will be as one

The new revival here in Babylon

Come with me Orchidia

I will show you what to do

Give me everything you have,

I will give you something new

Tell me everything you know,

I will show you the truth

Fantasy is wrapped in dreams and we can set it free

Golden roads will lead us home with expert sensory

Trust in me and our place in this mythology

Come with me Orchidia

Come with me Orchidia

I will show you what to do

Give me everything you have,

I will give you something new

Tell me everything you know,

I will show you the truth

Fantasy is wrapped in dreams and we can set it free

Golden roads will lead us home with expert sensory

Trust in me and our place in this mythology

They will all shout our praise, it’s our destiny

Come with me Orchidia

I will show you what to do

Come with me Orchidia

copyright © 2002, 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

WHO WE ARE

You walk like you talk,

like you’re some form of allergy

You see what you want

outside of your anatomy

You think that it’s real

inside of your imagery

But there’s no cure

for your kind of insanity

So do what you have to do

See what you need to see

Go where you have to go

But stay away from me

Who We Are is who are we

We are what we want to be

We’re everyone you never see

Who We Are is who are we

A war is born inside of your attitude

You make or break

just to bring you latitude

You see a need

to destroy all that you deem lewd

Then come to us

for some kind of gratitude

Say what you have to say

Judge as you feel the need

Then just be on your way

Cause we won’t feed your greed

Who We Are is who are we

We are what we want to be

We’re everything you never see

Who We Are is who are we

And who are we is Who We Are

We won’t back down we’ve come too far

We’re everyone you refuse to see

Who We Are is who are we

copyright © 2002 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

THE ENEMY

Baby, you’ve been pushing me too far

Who do you think you are?

Taking advantage of me?

All of the pain you’ve brought upon

Walking in the shadows for so long

Baby, I’m not The Enemy

Put all of your blame on me

But don’t take advantage of my needs

Are you just too blind to see?

I’m not The Enemy

What are you going through?

And why is it locked inside of you?

You know you can always trust me, babe

I’m not your Enemy

Put all of your blame on me

But don’t take advantage of my needs

Are you just too blind to see?

I’m not The Enemy

Are you just too blind to see?

Are you just too blind to see?

Put all of your blame on me

But don’t take advantage of my needs

Are you just too blind to see?

Put all of your blame on me

But don’t take advantage of my needs

Are you just too blind to see?

I’m not The Enemy

copyright © 1991, 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

TOO WONDERFUL

When you see him would you tell him

I never meant to leave

Though I hurt him and don’t deserve him

He is something that I need

Cause I was thinking last night while drinking

That we were meant to be

So when you see him will you plead to him

Tell him he belongs with me

Cause what I think is, no, what I thought was

Is that it was just Too Wonderful

So when you see him will you tell him

I’ve come out of my trance

I’ll be able to remain stable

If he gives me one more chance

Cause what I think is, no, what I thought was

Is that it was just Too Wonderful

So when you see him and I know you’ll see him

Could you stand up for me?

Tell him I’m not lazy, I’m just too crazy

But I’m the crazy that he needs

Cause what I think is, no, what I thought was

Is that it was just Too Wonderful

Cause what I think is,

no, what I thought was

Is that it was just Too Wonderful

copyright © 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

NOT GONNA GET

When I locked the door told you I don’t want you no more

More means not enough and not that I want it rough

Rough is how I feel and we will never seal the deal

Dealing is what I do and now I just wanna be rid of you

So take to the wind and run for the hills

Cause loving you is like taking bad pills

And you’re Not Gonna Get any love from me tonight

Say what you want and do what you can

But you’re never ever ever gonna be my man

And you’re Not Gonna Get any love from me tonight

So you come around, looking me up and dressing down

Down is where you’ll go when I crush you to the floor

Floor me with your lies you are on borrowed time

Time for you to leave, sorry you lost out on me

So pout all you want and cry to your friends

But you won’t be seeing me again

And you’re Not Gonna Get any love from me tonight

Vow your love and fall to your knees

But you’re not the kind that’s able to please

So you’re Not Gonna Get any love from me tonight

copyright © 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

BRUISED

You and I have a long history

I stand by despite all the misery

But lately when I look at me

I don’t like what I see

I feel like I am being used

I feel all strung out and confused

Like my heart has been abused

Tell me how do I keep from being Bruised

Tell me how do I keep from being Bruised

Though I’ve tried, I will leave tonight

You can’t cry, you gave up that right

But when you remember me

I hope you see the irony

Do you feel like you were used

Are you all strung out and confused

Like your heart has been abused

Tell me how do you like being Bruised

Do you feel like you were used

Are you all strung out and confused

Like your heart has been abused

Tell me how do you like being Bruised

Tell me how do you like being Bruised

Tell me how do you like being Bruised?

copyright © 2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes

VOODOO LOUNGE

Down near the edge of Balboa Bay

Past where the snakes and the alligators play

You’ll come to a run down shack

You’ll hear the wicked cackles and glasses smash

You’ll find if you have secrets to hide

All of the patrons there are more than happy to oblige

Your wish is the barkeep’s command

Walk through the swamp and follow the sound of the band

Here at the Voodoo Lounge

We drink blue iguanas and ignore the sounds

The screams of the fools that are harbored there

We just drink away our despair

The voices in your head will lead you here

That’s the girls of Balboa drawing you near

Come sit next to me, I’ll let you buy me a round

We’ll commiserate over that awful sound

Here at the Voodoo Lounge

You can shed the past that holds you down

You can drink away the guilt that brought you here

With every concoction you take it becomes more clear

So have a drink, look around

See the lost souls that will never be found

All the costs that put them here

Nothing to save so have a beer

Here at the Voodoo Lounge

No one will ask you while you came around

The screams will come from your voice

But no one will ever hear the sound

The saints and the sinners

and the ones unknown

Will quickly make you feel right at home

Come for a while, stay for eternity

One sip of freedom and you’ll never want to leave…

so make yourself comfortable

come sit next to me

I’ll buy you a round

copyright ©  2003 Buzzee Bee Bop Tunes.

Lyrics reprinted by permission.