there’s a bird who’s name is Sam,
he burns the beef, and he eats the ham,
he was raised up by some ducks,
he said his home life really sucks,
one day he was drinking cappuccino,
he saw an ad for a job in a casino,
he joined the crew, and ripped of everyone,
he didn’t like his job, no it wasn’t that much fun,
after quitting that, he then joined a church,
and sang all day on his special perch,
he sang every note that he was allowed,
the room started filling with his special crowd,
the room smelt of smoke, the mic smelt of beer,
everyone was psyched, and he acted so sincere,
the more popular he was the more he was a freak,
people started hating him, his life became bleak,
so he became a psychic and got plastic surgery on his beak,
got his own talk show, and got canceled in a week...
"Cornelius"
if you look out your window you will see,
Cornelius climbing up in a tree,
and he talks to the squirrels, and he talks to the birds,
talks to the worms, but he doesn't use words,
he just plays melodies on a magical flute,
that talks to the trees, also talks to its fruit
oh, Cornelius, in the branches and leaves,
plays magic melodies,
oh, Cornelius, plays for spiders and fleas,
butterflies and monkeys,
and they can't help but dance to his song...
if you listen to his song carefully,
you will hear the language of melody,
as Cornelius plays for his friends in the tree,
unlocking minds with a musical key,
until the time has come for the death of the sun,
when he must say goodnight to everyone
oh, Cornelius, in the branches and leaves,
plays magic melodies,
oh, Cornelius, plays for spiders and fleas,
butterflies and monkeys,
and they can't help but dance to his song...
no, they can't help but dance to his song...
"The Memory Man"
watch out for The Memory Man,
following you close as he can,
with your mind in the palm of his hand,
leading you to fantasy land...
you may have a leash, you might have a chain,
he may bring you pleasure, he might bring you pain
whatever you do, you must do as you can,
even though...
you may have a smile,
you might have a frown,
he may be the devil,
he may be a clown
Whatever you do, you must do as you can,
and Beware of The Memory Man...
watch out for The Memory Man,
leading you in, as far as he can
with your mind in the palm of his hand,
following you to fantasy land,
you may have a leash, you might have a chain,
he may bring you pleasure, he might bring you pain
whatever you do, you must do as you can,
even though...
you may have a smile, you might have a frown,
he may be the devil, he may be a clown
what ever you do, you must do as you can,
and beware of The Memory Man...
"Huevos Rancheros"
he threw on his boots, and he hit the deck,
jumped in the truck, he had sweat on his neck,
saw huevos rancheros all over his shirt,
had got all fuzzy and covered in dirt...
mushrooms began to form on his sleeve,
the smell was so bad that he started to heave.
he fell to the floor, ruffles on his breath,
the truck flipped over, causing his death...
the pigs from a farm came out from the blue,
they got to the man and they chewed on his shoe.
one chewed on a shoe, one choked on a lace,
one danced on tables, all dressed up in lace...
..and the male pigs started to sweat,
so she took advantage and she bought a corvette,
and she drove down town and she bought a new life,
found by a producer and then found by a knife...
"When the Time Should Come"
let the time go where it wants to be,
conserving the time is not for me,
saving time is for the sick and old,
play your hand until its time to fold,
life is flashing by, and I don't mind,
I never look for the things I find...
I'm not afraid, I won't be living in my grave,
and when the time should come I'll go,
I'll never trade, away the now for tomorrow,
and when the time should come I'll go,
into the shade, i will be sitting having fun,
and when the time should come I'll go,
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
I guess that someday I will be dead,
till then I'll be wasting time in bed,
sleeping away all my precious time,
turn the TV on and I'll be fine,
I wish you all would just leave me be,
lock the door and throw away the key
I'm not afraid, I won't be living in my grave,
and when the time should come I'll go,
I'll never trade, away the now for tomorrow,
and when the time should come I'll go,
into the shade, i will be sitting having fun,
and when the time should come I'll go,
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, of wasting time, of wasting time,
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, of wasting time, of wasting time,
of wasting time...
"Mechanical Songs"
It was a time when the hunger was strong,
everyone danced to mechanical songs,
and just for the sake of style,
they paint their face with a smile,
hold in their tears, but all of the while
one feller saw through it all,
he gazing at the fiery ball,
hoping one day that he would see it fall,
bringing back life to the dead,
it hung from a tired old thread,
one day the sun from the sky will be shed,
the day when the hunger is fed...
Everyday the feller looked in the sky,
hoping and dreaming as the time went by,
then a thought entered his mind,
the tallest tree he would find,
then climb its branches up to the sunshine,
but when he got to the top,
somebody told him to "STOP!"
"mess with the sun and it surely will drop!"
the feller said with a frown,
"I'm here to knock the sun down,
there's not a thing worth a life on the ground"
then a bird hanging from strings,
snapping and flapping his wings,
"My boy can't you see we are puppets for kings"
then a tear fell from his eye...
He said, "without my strings I can't fly,"
"without the sun there's no light in the sky,"
but the feller did not care,
and he looked up in the air,
watching the sun barely hanging up there,
as the feller gazed in the sky,
something bizarre caught his eye,
one million birds, and I swear its no lie,
came bursting out of the sun,
like bullets out of a gun,
no time to think and with nowhere to run,
hopelessly watching them fly...
and then as they flew out of the sky,
chirping and slurping as they flutter by,
flapping down into his tree,
"We heard you want to be free,"
"free from the passionless machinery,"
"If you want to rise above,"
"There is a place we know of,"
"Inside the sun is the heart of your love,"
then the feller held on tight,
to all the birds taking flight,
higher and higher and then out of sight,
flew back to the sun I was told,
where you are rich without gold,
time keeps on passing, but your never old,
thats were the feller would stay,
spending the rest of his days,
singing and laughing his worries away,
free from the strings and the pain,
although they never complain,
the puppets below never turn on their brains,
awaiting the fellers return....
"The Echoes of Time"
my bones are achin' and I've lost my mind,
my dizzy head is spinnin' all the time,
and I don't know where I'm goin', do I still have time?
before the sun has left me with no shine...
only the echoes of time,
like ripples in the water,
or a mother and a daughter,
and the sun shining below,
although its out of sight,
we know its shining through the night,
but we don't know if it will last,
although its here today,
today will turn into the past,
and so we wait with hopeful minds,
hope for a life eternal,
for echoes we leave behind,
echoes in time....the echoes of time...
I can't stop thinkin' of the better days,
before I knew I was lost in a maze,
that keeps me goin' in circles, stuck here on the ground,
a painted dragon, on a merry-go-round...
with the echoes of time,
like ripples in the water,
or a mother and a daughter,
and the sun shining below,
although its out of sight,
we know its shining through the night,
but we don't know if it will last,
although its here today,
today will turn into the past,
and so we wait with hopeful minds,
hope for a life eternal,
for echoes we leave behind,
echoes in time....the echoes of time...
(all lyrics by Adam)
(all music recorded and created by The Smiles and Frowns)
(property of The Peppermint Hill)
