I DON’T CARE 1-If you leave me for that guy Please wait until you’re outside Leaving me all alone, confusing my telephone Please don’t you bring him ‘round I’ll flatten him in the ground If I see him with you, I’ll not be too amused 2-I don’t mind you steal my car Or throw my tape deck in the street I don’t care you piss in my pool Or tie me up at the high school Don’t hang around or else They’ll put me away on the shelf If the romance is over, please move out to Dover 3-You don’t understand what I say You take things the worst possible way The stresses of life gave a push, drag As you opted out for that douche-bag If you’re gonna leave my life Don’t stab at my heart with a knife Don’t come back home, they’re packing me into boxes ©1978 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

NEW JERSEY CONDO BLUES North Village apartment On the Eastern side Built over a landfill and lined up side-by-side We’ll spend the day in the sun on my roof in elegant coaches We’ll spend the night on the floor of my room and we can hunt roaches I feel so wrong paying rent when there’s no heat on This is the life A life you cannot expect to come cheaply That’s what you get When you sign that lease, you count the least This once was New Jersey, we called the Garden State Where flowers and farmland grew, now condos in their place You spend your life in a job and invest in corporate ventures You’re so obsessed with your need to succeed your life is indentured Greed must have won No space between malls on route #1 This ain’t no life My parents worked hard to escape from the city That’s what you want That farm has some room, soon it’s: “Shops Coming Soon!” We’ll spend less time in the sun on my roof without respirators Between the smoke and the fog and the soot and corporate raiders I can’t believe that no one stands for their right to breathe This is the life A life you’ve got to protect from bulldozers - ahh That’s what you want Don’t give up so fast, relax on the grass ©1992 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

LOCH NESS Here in Loch Ness there’s an author starting a poem Crying aloud for the child-man fully grown Deporting innocence clusters staring aloud Here in Loch Ness It is home but it feels far away The imaginary choir he plays here in Loch Ness Transcripted effigies gather, a need to rehearse Summoning Moe-Larry-Curley for the meaning: COERCE Lopsided visions of logic, the essence of fax Clutching at straws It is there, in the tomb of despite, Intelligence like burned-out lights They’re in a mess; here in Loch Ness {bridge} There’s something to say for the way That it’s opening long closed-up doors And the way that we lose track of time Caught in a vice, it’s so hard to be nice - what a bore Squeezing the head for the many brain-dead And nobody knows what it’s for Here in Loch Ness there’s a Norman missing his Presh Wanting for her to be nearer, lighting the nest It’s hard just to say it in song of the love he alluded so long Love for his best Here in Loch Ness ©1992 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

SAVIOUR 1-Moving all day, tryin’ to get away / unexciting life The road is grey, knowing all the while I just waste my time What shall we do? The only thing I know is to get my friend I call him Dave he’s the only one that can keep us all saved One thing that I have got to say, don’t ever go out without Dave 2-Workin’ all night, chopping up ice and watching TV Don’t think it’s right, nothing in this line is amusing me What have you got? Only enough to get me to my bed Go there a lot? Every time I want to free my head One thing that I have got to say, don’t ever come back without Dave don’t ever try - oh yeah 3-Driving all night, picking up pennies on the highway Don’t think it’s right, every now and then we do it my way One thing that I have got to say, don’t go out driving without Dave give the money back One thing as I pick up my pay, I’ll never, never go back without Dave Gotta gotta gotta get back ah-ha, oh-yeah ©1971 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

BURY THAT GRAPE Did your dog attack the nearest caravan? Mine went after someone with a bigger picture Did you see him lying on the road? Was he very old? Did your girl go out and not come home again? Something in her heart told her she must look further Did you see her picture in the news? Was it cheerful news? Has your dog destroyed the local chowkidar? Yours was last seen buried ‘neath a smoking go-cart Has his mind cracked or does he love India? Life can rarely be what we would have for dinner Did the taxi driver rip you off again? Somewhere close to ACSA we shall burn his taxi If you see him lying on the road, call the man….. ©1973 The Breetles (written in New Delhi India) pub. Breet Music BMI

ROBERT COBB 1-Robert Cobb he was so strange He was my friend I knew him when he was a writer I knew him when he died 2-Robert Cobb learned to live inside a lie He wrote his things on marriage, ducks and honey pie He wrote about the people who he never saw He never wrote any bad, he never wrote of war, as long as he was alive (chorus) Robert Cobb come again and teach your people to lie Robert Cobb we need your love to survive (bridge) Ah, look at all your people They come here all the time I think they want a signal that you’re still alive 3-Nancy young, the girl next door, taught him to smile They used to joke about the trees and the river Nile He soon forgot the people He locked them in his drawer He never did any good, or kept us out of war He towed the party line Robert Cobb please come again And keep your people alive Robert Cobb we need your words to revive Robert Cobb please come again tell us it was a ride Robert Cobb we need your love to survive (repeat bridge) ©1969 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

JUMPIN’ JACK JAZZ+The FABULOUS GRASSHOPPERS I heard the Union Crap on my radio I keep waiting but the clock keeps going slow I’m in the mood to hear some great new band Look, look it’s Jumpin’ Jack Jazz and his fabulous Grasshopper Band! We’ll be the band known as the great Grasshopper Band We’re gonna keep you satisfied We’ll be the band known as the great Grasshopper Band We got our psychedelic lights I read in the Daily Fish about miss Porky Lee It seems that she broke up to go and keep Miss AnnaLee company So I think that someone, somewhere is looking for a band with some fame So I think we’ll advertise to give ourselves a name We’ll be the band known as the great Grasshopper Band One song can brighten many lives We’ll be the band known as the great Grasshopper Band We’re gonna play shit you don’t like (backing chorus) …band, be the band, you be the band ©1969 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

IN DEEP OCEAN Save your money or save your time It’s getting hard to feel so brave Being in love and trying to save Actually for me, it’s like trying to ski in deep ocean Take your life or take your boots Staying wild and without roots It’s a scandal you see Pulling hairs from a tree Actually for you, you should know who’s who It’s a dead line If it’s only up to me Then everyone could live for free But we mustn’t rock the boat Even though you might as well cut off your throat And if it’s only up to you The spanking monkeys do it too But we aren’t even close Don’t forget the winded Taylor get your goat It’s your talent or your looks Your success story ain’t in books There’s a method, you see, trying hard to agree Lucky for you, you won’t have to screw for your supper Then there’s one thing left to do; bollocks to the P&Q They are waiting there in line Never knowing where the trip leads they are buying If there’s one thing left to me, seven oceans left to ski Once upon a midnight rock We’re running out of places here to dock ©1978/ 2007 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

I REMEMBER EVERYTHING I remember everything you did to me I’ll remember stepping on your head I remember tripping over your brand new dress And the glass you shattered in my bed The day you walked into the mirror Guess who had tied it to the stairs? The hood and bludgeon that you wanted for spring, wanted for me God only knows what loving shows up in the courtroom So don’t get me wrong, I’m a fool Don’t take too long, it’s too cruel I remember all the lies you said to me I’ll remember calling in the feds Your victory garden with all the ganja in little rows I’ve been reading your hate-mail to my nurse My arm should be out of cast in two more weeks I hope you’re in a darkened cell With piped-in muzak by Cher or Manilow I miss you so Next year we’ll cruise ‘Round the tip of Peru or Canada But don’t get me wrong, I’m a fool Don’t read this song, it’s too cruel So don’t get me wrong, I’m a fool Don’t stay there too long, it’s too cruel ©1978 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

BOYFRIENDS 1-Recently my love affairs, they haven't gone too great I can't believe sometimes they call and ask me for a date What's a girl to do? I guess the circus is in town 2-Pretty boys got no heart, they only want to play Ugly ones feel too much, they give themselves away What's a girl to do? I guess it's gonna be a while (chorus) And who needs boyfriends? Who needs boyfriends? Boyfriends really bring you down, they use you up Who needs boyfriends? Who needs boyfriends? They come in the night then they leave you uptight, those boyfriends 3- Yuppie guys think it’s cool to throw their cash around But talking 'bout the stock exchange brings my interest down What's a girl to do? I feel depression coming on (chorus) And who needs boyfriends? etc. The older I get, the more I regret boyfriends (bridge) I remember how it used to be, when he’s in love with me It wasn’t such a mess, but I could be wrong (repeat chorus) Who needs boyfriends? ©1983 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI/ Frank Murray Music/ WABE Music

SILENT HARMONY 1-You didn’t tell me it was good-bye It seemed so easy to read me a line To leave me, darling, was not a good plan The boy is over, now I’m a man The world’s full of love tonight in silent harmony I’ve never seen you look more beautiful, your silent company Just look at the world No more sad dream dances Just you and me, girl No more blind romances I’ll take my chances 2-She’s gone forever, I didn’t cry Mother’s little Joey came to wish her good-bye How could she leave me? I’ll never know Since the day she left me, I let her go Now the world’s full of love tonight in silent harmony I’ve never seen you look more beautiful, your silent company Just look at the world Two lone crazy people Just you and me, girl Just two cozy people, it’s so complete-ful My dreams all came true tonight in silent harmony I hope that you do sleep well tonight your thoughts secure and free The world’s full of love tonight in silent harmony I’ll let the world know how love feels Your warmth surrounding me Just look at the world No more sad dream dances Just you and me, girl No more blind romances I’ll take my chances ©1988 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

UNDER LsD 1-I was standing on the corner when this girl came up to me She said why you standing there with your feet on fire? Help somebody please! She went and called the ambulance and they came just in time Cause I was just about to set the whole darned street on fire And watch them die, pay them no mind ‘Cause they Wouldn’t let me make a record of me playing on my sitar I could play Sunshine Superman every way but in colour 2-I was brought to the emergency room and they gave me a pill Soon I saw myself and Donovan playing on Bunker Hill He played a Beethoven symphony and the crowd started to hiss I played my own concerto which was worse so they threw egg rolls but missed I don’t know how I wound up inside of a Mississippi jail I had been on the phone with my old friend Uncle Plywood…. (middle 8) I tried to hide myself from the communists They make me feel like I’m at war and lose respect for this: my right and left hand fists 3-I lifted up a manhole and I spied a waterway I went and bought myself a sailboat and floated straight down the straightaway My mind soon thought of garbage as my hands plugged up my nose I soon came to a waterfall and as you guessed it, down I go’d I soon ran into the sandman, while breaking in some brand new shoes He thought, when no one was looking, he’d get his harp and play some blues ©1966 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

THE WORLD IS FUCKED UP The world is fucked up, my darling The world is fucked up, my friend Seems like there’s not much left for the taking But it’s not how it has to end 1-Three more kidnapped in the Beirut light By some novice group, didn’t do it right Three passports and a fax machine is all they had The next day they walked out of an embassy News accounts said they had their doubts That this new group had any clout The “big boys” have pictures the very next day But these yo-yos don’t kidnap the professional way But I say… The world is fucked up, my darling The world is fucked up, my friend Seems like there’s not much left for the taking But it’s not how it has to end 2-Six priests shot in San Salvador They didn’t support the government whore But that Georgie Bush wouldn’t stop the aid To the murderers who killed that day The rebels took the American hotel American advisors in the honeymoon suite They’re heavily armed, don’t worry about them Don’t all Americans travel heavy? Read it and weep as we slide towards the heap The world is fucked up, my darling The world is fucked up, my friend Let’s roll up a number, we can’t leave but let’s just pretend 3-This Exxon ship on a routine toil Dumps a zillion thousand gallons of oil After several months of cleaning rocks clearing dead birds, fish and docks Exxon declares “we’ve cleaned enough” – oh yeah? You are fucked up, Exxon You are fucked up, my friend Get your ass back to Prince William Sound again 4-Put yourself in this situation: Alone, dying, looking like starvation The dentists they won’t work on you The supers they won’t rent to you The friends they won’t look to you The bosses they won’t hire you, The only ones to talk to you are people dying, just like you The world is fucked up, sweetheart The world is fucked up, my pet Let’s roll up a number, we can’t leave but let’s just pretend 5-Feel yourself getting warm this year, warmer than the previous year? It’s not the necks of red or the bowing of deer It’s the burning of fossil fuels And spewing factories run by tools And governments run by fools Elected by the lazy, docile tools, the TV and the beer and the hands on their jewels, lying to their kids at Sunday School The world is fucked up, angel The world is fucked up, my pet Seems like there’s not much left for the living but it’s not how it has to end {Read it and weep as we slide towards the heap} The world is fucked up, General The world is fucked up, my friend Let’s roll up a number, we can’t leave but let’s just pretend The world is fucked up, angel The world is fucked up, my friend Seems like there’s not much left for the living but it’s not how it has to end The world is fucked up ©1989 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI

HARNESS THE WIND No need to buy it, we just borrow we get electricity from the wind We’re living a greener, cleaner tomorrow electricity from the wind Let the rotors spin, let the rotors spin We’re changing the world for the better (change change) changing the world for the better (change change) we’re changing the world for the better everyday ©2008 The Breetles pub. Breet Music BMI /Al-ternatives Music