Proposing the Score to Spy Versus Spy :: David Krejci
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Song for Lenny Dee :: David Krejci
A personal tribute to Lenny Dee, may he forgive me for what I can not do.There are no lyrics to report. Music composed and performed by David Krejci
Monkey In a Suit :: David Krejci
The fascinating life of the misanthropicThe whirling world of the phantom, tooThe whereabouts of the microscopicThe untold glory of nobody but youThe untold glory of nobody but you Poke another hole with a cane into ableSpeak the unspeakable cocktail tuneTry to deflect another labelPut a monkey in a suit and a coat on the moonA monkey in a suit and a coat on the moon It would be a very fine dayIf I'd never ever ever ever had to say (Don't take...
Mistrial Mannequin :: David Krejci
She surrenders to seven, she's selectively slyLying to her is what I'd like to lieShe's dayglo in confusion, the well and the lidThat buried illusion one night with a kid She's not evil, she's not wicked, she's bored with delightShe's fending off fear by returning to frightDon't call her illusive or say she's untrueAll that she wants is another point of view I am a creature, a specimenShe's the sundial mistrial mannequin She's a house with no...
None of These Things :: David Krejci
I need seven less fingers, eleven more toes, I need a new wardrobe without any clothesUnbendable elbow, a fourth of an ear, I need a new head with a much better fearI need a new prison with licorice bars, to place all my organs in four mason jarsI need some new sutures to sew up this sneer, need a new memory to forget what was here Assuming my assumptions are correct, after pause to consider and time to reflectOn thought serpentine and one...
39 Reasons :: David Krejci
At 8:17 at last I did creep,poorly produced but profoundly asleep.The quiet routine of life, it had gone,ghostly forgotten like night into dawn. What is the purpose of the quivering wagof the the tail of the hero starting to sag?She castanet, we noticed it nottill red became river, ripe became rot She sang like a crocus, though they don't singstung like a leper, though they don't stingIn treble she spoke. In trouble she was.39 reasons that all...
Hope on a Chain :: David Krejci
Hope on a chain, all wax no wane, canine quinine highSpoke on the brain Miss Doolittle good gain, Fraulein feline why? Brake man sit with a Roald Dahl twit and a load of Vagoda ryeBaker won't knit. Orangutan quit. Sad-song singalong sigh Hope on a stick got some wax and a wick and a cherry Fairy floatFat little witch digs a warm little ditch with Gary Glitter's goat Bella Donna Shore Pop Iggy four more Slo-mo H and an O P ESlack little jaw is...
Marionette :: David Krejci
I am your marionette with a hook in my spineYou can not bury my yet, I am to undivineWith an air of resignation I follow my strings up to youMy custom has always been to follow you true Easy to make, so fun to useMy Marionette The logical outcomes of your convictions are grayYou tangle my twine while hoping that I can still playI am your marionette with a pin in his heartYou choose to carry me yet, you tore me apart Easy to make, so fun to...
Left-Hand Pinky :: David Krejci
King Kong is a mealy little monkeyBaby Spice is a ringer and a donkeyMe oh my I'm the defender of the SlinkyAnd I could lift you high with my left hand pinky Lovey Howell likes to pretense CasablancaRavi Shankar likes to Ravi ShankarMe oh my I'm so much smarter that The ThinkerI could love you better than a Henry Winkler I sleep better in consequenceWhen I forget about with circumspence I feel like you must about a bodyIf it should become a...
Pretend That I am Dumb :: David Krejci
Don't wanna talk about presents. I want to unstick all this glueCuz I don't feel very pleasant. No, it's not because of you. We can't talk in the nighttime. It's so too far away from the sun.Little ado about me and you when I wanna crush my candies one by one. Splinter in my teeth. Melt them in my gums. Should I suck upon my thumb.Can we pretend that I am dumb? Can we pretend that I am dumb. Can we pretend that I am? Maybe we can talk about...
Silent Night :: David Krejci
The original lyrics of the song "Stille Nacht" were written in Oberndorf bei Salzburg, Austria, by the priest Father Joseph Mohr and the melody was composed by the Austrian headmaster Franz Xaver Gruber. In 1859, John Freeman Young (second Bishop, Episcopal Diocese of Florida) published the English translation that is most frequently sung today. Arrangement, transposed into minor key, by David Krejci