Overlords

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

I'll play some happy chords
For the robot overlords
Let 'em know we're doing all we can
We'll make a joyous noise
While the landing gear deploys
Under your gilded caravan.

How many times have you been here?
Does anything still look the same?
All the rangers moved to Poptown
And now they're playing a new game

Heroes are a dying breed
But they appear in times of need (oh yeah)

I'll play some happy chords
For the robot overlords
Let 'em know we're doing all we can
We'll make a joyous noise
While the landing gear deploys
Under your rusted caravan.

You've often graced us with your absence
But now you're singing the same song
Dancers sometimes show up with surprises
Now it's safety in numbers all night long

Living life just like a hermit
Shrinking heads without a permit (oh no)

Cindy and Ronnie couldn't make a go if it
But the kids are still around
so they try and make a show of it
You can blame it all on ignorance
But it sounds more like coincidence to me

Virgins sipping creamy drinks at an Olde English table
Held up in the attic, just escaping when they're able
Selling pictures, buying frames
From the man with two first names

Here you come around again
It's never 'if' always 'when'
You chose to take a stand and bite the hand that feeds
No, you weren't on the plane
but you're still the one who bleeds
The new star has been chosen
But the bank accounts are frozen in the ice.

I'll play some happy chords
For the robot overlords
Let 'em know we're doing all we can
We'll make a joyous noise
While the landing gear deploys
Under your rusted caravan.

On The Radio

Lyrics by Dave Hawk

She comes and goes as she pleases
Content just to push through the clamoring crowd
Swears that she never sees us
Pretends to care as they’re taking their bows

A common thief and an uncommon liar
A wry little smile and away we go
With disbelief and the new age messiah
The only voice on the radio

Bought and sold her devotion
Rambling on but with nothing to say
Straining her store bought emotion
But pleased to stay in the spotlight today

A common thief and an uncommon liar
A wry little smile and away we go
With disbelief and the new age pariah
The only voice on the radio

Repeat the lie, Cast your spell
Deny deny, Sell sell sell
Repeat the lie, Scratch and claw
Deny deny, Shock and awe

A common thief and an uncommon liar
A wry little smile and away we go
With disbelief and the new age pariah
The only voice on the radio

Empty Space

Lyrics by Dave Hawk

The sweet smile on your lips
Coulda launched a thousand ships
The whole world adored you
And laid before you at just seventeen

Two summers we spent
And one winter of discontent
Went west to find yourself
And remind them who’s homecoming queen

Now you’re just an empty space to me
A vision that haunts my memory
Unable to care
You sit and you stare unaware of me

Touched down from your trip
In Kid Charlemagne’s charming grip
The thrills that they sold you
Now had a hold on you permanently

The dull 1000 yard stare
It’s just like there’s no one there
The red pill’s been chosen
And nobody knows in reality

You’re just an empty space to me
A vision that haunts my memory
Unable to care
You sit and you stare unaware.…

Some would say
You just had a little too much fun
That’s okay
But the damage has been done

Day and night
Trapped inside your living hell
That’s alright
You can hide inside your pretty shell

Now you’re just an empty space to me
A vision that haunts my memory
Unable to care
You sit and you stare unaware of me

She’s the Bomb

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

 Good morning beautiful. How are we today?
You're looking splendid in your radiant decay
The doctor's locked the door and threw the key away!

You made an entrance that no one will soon forget
Lights! Camera! Action! Now it's quiet on the set
And whey you detonate you never feel regret

Drama on the radio.  Panic on the news
Chaos in the streets and the bars are all out of booze

She's the bomb and we knew it all along
The more she shines her light upon us the that we belong
She's the bomb and we knew it all along

You've come a long way baby.  Stand up straight and tall
We're going to march you out for another curtain call
A fading coat of paint but your fans don't care at all. 
They don't care at all!

And still you stand there blinking, unfeeling, and unthinking
With expectations sinking until somebody lights the fuse!

She's the bomb and we knew it all along
The more she shines her light upon us the that we belong
She's the bomb and we knew it all along

Reputation

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

A reputation is a funny thing
When you're the one who used to pull the string
Now you're hoping that your frog will sing
And the backrow remembers your name

Slings and arrows and a guilty plea
Chipping away at your mortality
That's the price you pay for chivalry
Ain't it a shame - They were all gonna love you!

Big Brother tried to save you soul
Big sister had you hooked on rock and roll
Felt like something we stole
Big Brother tried to save your soul
But big sister got you hooked on rock and roll
Now it's taken its toll

You took a ride to the old side of town
To see if you still got some friends around
But you got busted with your window down
And the passenger's face made the news

Time after time you take it on the chin
Til you don't feel so safe in your own skin
Now you're residing in the cut-out bin
A sputtering fuse

All you ever wanted
Was something to belong to
But the label talked you into going solo
Metaphors and similes
For things you can't hold on to
And today nobody asked you for your photo

Big Brother tried to save you soul
Big sister had you hooked on rock and roll
Felt like something we stole
Big Brother tried to save your soul
But big sister got you hooked on rock and roll
Now it's taken its toll

Big sister got you hooked up now!

Silent Letters

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

Remember when you spilled it all out on the page
All the pain and all the rage that made you whole
Maybe it's true that all your sins have taken leave
The only thing left to believe to char your soul

Silently falling in love and falling down
Can you still hear me anymore?
All these words, still in my pen, in the post, or on the floor.

Must I bear witness to the things that I have seen
And will they become routine another day
And if these words should all fall fare upon your ears
Will they live with you for years? Who's to say

Silently falling in love and falling down
Can you still hear me anymore?
All these words, still in my pen, in the post, or on the floor.

Silently falling in love and falling down
Can you still hear me anymore?
All these words, still in my pen, in the post, or on the floor.

Silent letters never sent
Silent letters never sent
All these words, still in my pen, in the post, or on the floor.