Me's A Crowd

Story Behind The Song

While visiting with friends, one of whom was a lab tech, we discussed how funny it was that some urine samples look like apple juice. I built the lyric around that concept.

Song Description

Slam poetry done musically in an a capella style. Lyrics based around the homophonic phrase You're in Alice's House/Urinalysis House.

Song Length 2:53 Genre Spoken Word - Poetry, Unique - Gospel
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Anxious, Worried Subject Danger, Fools
Similar Artists Paul Simon, George Clinton Language English
Era 1970 - 1979

Lyrics

VERSE ONE
Sometimes things look the way they have to look
to have the looks come back, the way they want the looks to come...
so many looks to come.

Shining baubles wink a seductive signal eyes twinkle.
Winking sinister whetting ministers of compulsion goad the spangled flock.

CHANGE ONE
Rockets shoot to the moon,
to find another world
to find it's only this world again,
a world that's cold dusty and barren.

Bear in mind, it's not always what you find,
what you hope to find to find you cannot trust your mind.

CHORUS
You may be thirsty but this would be your worst day.
Put down that apple juice, you're in Alice's house.
I know you're thirsting but this would be the worst thing.
Put down that apple juice you're in Alice's house.

VERSE TWO
True love is left behind,
found is a reasonably similar facsimile...
...same gender, same genre, same story, same secret,
shared secret, blown secret, same story.

No true love is left at home,
no true home is left to love.
...looks so good;
was so good,
looks that way;
be's that way!
By the way,
Who's the way?
GOD!

CHANGE TWO
Some see God, some see hard
cold hard God; cold hard cash.
Handle God. Handle cash.
...gotta get a handle on it all.

Can't see God for the god you see. See?
Can't see that far-wrists for the tree.
Offer those, He did, to save me freely.

CHORUS

BRAINFLUSH PROTOCOL RECITATION:
In the head there's a dread.
In the name of all that is good within,
there's a voice blaring silence.
Get a handle,
grab the handle.
Get a grip,
get a grip.
Pull the chain;
let it drain.
Wait.
You'll see clear waters.

REPEAT CHANGE ONE

CHORUS

VAMP VERSE
Lookin' into the mirror; who's lookin' back?
That one through which all look to him to trace the past
...look to him and know
I am the start of the combined entity.

From the time that I am,
I trace a line that leads me to the end of time.
To live my life as spirit,
to know that flesh is cloth, to live as cloth.

To run to cross the starting line
to look for colors matching mine.

But, bear in mind,
the truth is eventually what you find.
Taste the liquid; taste the brine
to find you could not trust your mind.

Lyrics SIDney Howard Music SIDney Howard
Producer SIDney Howard Publisher Suinsid-Bebine Publishing & Raybecca Music
Performance SIDzCarbonatedMilk Label Language Universal Recording Society

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