Brian Woodbury and his Popular Music Group

by Brian Woodbury

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released April 17, 1992

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Brian Woodbury Los Angeles, California

Brian Woodbury is a Los Angeles composer, lyricist and bandleader who writes musicals, post-modern jazz compositions, quirky pop, country songs and music for children's TV.

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Track Name: Your Roots Are Phony
Your roots are phony
Never were a cowboy
Never crossed a prairie
In a covered wagon
Just a lot of strangers
Who never like the indians
And a lot of africans
Taken from their homeland

Your roots are phony
Never gave thanksgiving
Never carried muskets
Never carved a turkey
Just a lot of pilgrims
And a lot of puritans
Wiping out a wilderness
Calling it a nation

Your rooors are phony
Wearing wigs and wooden teeth
Lying ’bout a cherry tree
Throwing dollars cross the water
Thousands of foot soldiers
One valley forge
Down on their luck
Face in the muck

Your roots are phony
Didn’t hang together
Not in god you trusted
Or one composed of many
This land is your land
No land of opportunity
Just a great big continent
And the concept money

Your roots are phony
Hauling the revival tent
Putting on a minstrel show
Selling frontier medicine to
Thousands of panhandlers
No motherlode
Rakin’ the muck,
Makin’ a buck

Your roots are phony
It’s a show on broadway
Where they sing all bluesy
And cry because it’s heavy
Your roots are showing,
Like some bleach blonde chorus girl
Waiting to go platinum
Believin’ your baloney

Your roots are phony.
You’re an injun-giver
Like some yankee doodle
Who calls a feather noodle
Never kept a treaty
Or lost a war you didn’t start
Stick this feather in your heart
And call a phony “phony”
Track Name: They Told You So
Everything they told you,
Turns out they were right.
But you didn't listen to them.
Turns out they were right.
They said you‘d never make it.
It turns out they were right.
If you’d only listened to them,
They still would have been right.

But you could be so happy together.
You would still be together, you see.
You were meant to be without meaning to be.
But they had to say they told you so you never would be happy.

Every conversation,
Are they talking about you?
Find out what your problem is.
What are you going to do?
Ask your doctor, “Doctor, doctor?"
Say, “Doctor, tell me true."
But I think you've got a bad case,
A case of loving you.

But you could be so happy together.
You would still be together, you see.
You were meant to be without meaning to be.
But they had to say they told you so you never would be happy.

Maybe they're your mother.
Maybe they're your father too.
They might be God in Heaven,
To put you on the twelve difficult steps
Down the road of regret,
Where you’ll never even get to say,
“Are we there yet?"

But you could be so happy together.
You would still be together, you see.
It was love evermore, but it’s not anymore
But they had to say they told you so you never would be happy.

But you could be so happy together.
You would still be together, you see.
You were meant to be without meaning to be.
But they had to say they told you so you never would be happy.
Track Name: The Oranges
When I woke up this morning,
Whistling a happy feeling,
Drinking brand new water,
Breathing like I'd never breathed,

Everything was orange
Orange like a daisy,
Orange like an orange popsickle
(Yeah, I like that)

That's how I let the cat out of the bag, now.
That’s when I left the birdcage open.
That‘s why I walked the dog around the block.
Throw away the leash, 'cause I got the oranges.

I had the blues but that was yesterday.
Those blues might come right back tomorrow.
But something tells me doesn’t work like that.
Step right up and you got the oranges.

Orange, it doesn't rhyme with anything.
I've heard that since I was eleven.
But that’d never stop me revvin‘ up
And gettin‘ down, down 'cause I got the oranges.

It's my favorite color.
Comes from right off the rainbow.
Grows right out your window.
In your door, grocery store.

You can have this feeling.
Give it to your girl, friendly.
You can say, “I love you."
(Orange love, now.)

If I could trade it for anything,
I’d change it just an iota.
I‘d mail it round the world in eighty days,
Especially delivered when you got the oranges.

Orange, there’s two ways of pronouncing it.
Orange, can’t add it with an apple.
Orange you glad l didn't say banana?
Welcome to fruition, now you got the oranges.

l am an animal too, now.
The kind who’d pedal in a orange grove.
That's me, the fellow with the clothes on.
Hunker down, down ’cause I got the oranges.

I can make this music, now.
You can make reaction.
Maybe get some action.
Mardi gras, Florida.
Orange for a day, now.
Orange is the day, now.
Orange, like an orange tricycle.
(I think so.)

We could go swimming ‘round my neighborhood.
We’ll fly around to all the rooftops.
We’ll burrow into someone’s living room
And borrow cups of sugar, ’cause we got the oranges.

I have the faintest idea, now.
I’ve got the foggiest of notions.
I’ll take the feel good medicine.
Nothing to it when you got the oranges.

I had the blues for a little while.
Those blues they didn't get me anywhere.
I’d walk a mile for your chamomile
And put me down, down 'cause I got the oranges.

I am an animal too, now.
I've been a-ridden round the race track.
Down for the count, but now comin' back,
So put me down, sign me up, 'cause I got the oranges.

I’ll take the rest of the afternoon.
I’ll seize the means of production.
I’ve got the music in me spillin' out
And anything can happen when you got the oranges.
Track Name: I Burn the Flag
I burn the flag
Every night when I go to bed
I burn the flag for you
I burn the flag for you, baby

I burn the flag
In the privacy of my own home
It keeps me warm
It keeps me bright and warm and home

If you were with me now
We’d burn it together
We’d burn it all through the night
Into the dawn’s early light

We’d burn, burn, burn
The flag of our love
Every night when we’d go to bed

We’d rally round
As smoke got in our eyes
Our love is a cathedral spire
Across a crowded room
We’re shouting Fire! Fire! Fire!
We’re shouting Fire! Fire! Fire!
Track Name: Flavor Packet
You make me stew, girl
You left me here
I’m all fed up
Now, what am I supposed to do, girl?
What’s the sense of leavin’?

What’s your pleasure?
What ya pleadin’?
You’re my main ingredient
You’re in the recipe I’m readin’
In the rain is falling down, down

Let me tell you’re puttin’ a bee in my bonnet
You’re makin’ the doctor go quack
You’re hoarding sauce that’s for the gander
And now my goose is cooked
My between-meal snack

Because anywhere on this planet
In any old place that you look
In all of this meat and potatoes you’re my

C H O R U S
Flavor packet
You’re my flavor packet
You taste so good,
You make everything else taste worse.
Flavor packet
You’re my flavor packet
You taste so good,
You make everything else taste worse


It’s up to you, girl
Quick as you say, “Giddyup”
Won’t you come through, girl?
Back and call it even.

Let’s make a stew, girl
Jump right in and stir it up
Let’s make us two, girl
On the feast of Stephen

I’ll give you the keys to my city
I’ll make you the toast of my town
I’ll let you wear my cat’s pajamas
My cat’s meow
My cat’s nightgown

Because anywhere on this planet of ours
In any old place you happen to look
In all of this whatchamacallit, you’re my

CHORUS

You can try to run
But you can’t hide
From what’s inside of you.

L A S T C H O R U S
Flavor packet
You’re my flavor packet
You taste so good,
You make everything else taste worse
Flavor packet
Be my little my flavor packet
Oh, you taste so good,
You make everything else taste worse
Track Name: Beat Around the Bush
The title of this rap
And the subject of it too
I’ll come right out and say it
Beat around the bush
B-beat around the bush
Beat around the bush

Now let me reacquaint you
With somebody who ain’t you
My name in fact is Brian Woodbury
And that’s enough of that

I’m Elvis with the pelvis
You’re priestess with the leastest
The goddess in the bodice
But the modest is the hottest

C H O R U S
When shove comes to push
You gotta beat around the bush
B-beat around the bush
Beat around the bush, etc.

I don’t just get elated
I get quite elongated
My day-to-day existence data base is daily raided
Till appetite is sated.
Don’t mean to be X-rated
Till ghost is got
And roast is rot
And master has been baited

CHORUS

I don’t get even, I get odd!
Now I don’t dial direct,
‘Cause you don’t know what to expect.
The house that stands where Jack built
Is the one ’e wrecked,
Is the one ’e wrecked
Is the one ’e…
Record broken, I stand corrected
Let me get myself collected

CHORUS

But in the eighties-nineties
The ladies where these nighties
To keep from housewives bored
According to the latest findings
Let’s pause a moment for AIDS

L A S T C H O R U S
When shove comes to push
You gotta beat around the bush
B-beat around the bush
Beat around the bush
B-beat around the bush
Beat around the bush, bush, bush
B-beat around the bush
Track Name: Quit Your Job
C H O R U S
Quit your job
Play hooky
Join the unhooked generation
Quit your job, quit your job, quit your job
Stay home
Quit your job
You’ll love it
Make up your own occupation
Use your knob
Quit your job
’Cause you’re above it

A very many people
gonna try to make a living on a nine-to-five
They’re typing up or sorting out
Or logging on or answering the phone
They’re calibrating, packaging, delivering
Or working on assembly lines
A very many people who would rather sing and dance
Don’t sing and dance,
Just listen

A very many people
Gonna try to make a profit off of your mistake
Or argue for a point they don’t believe in
Just to drive a bargain home
Or teach their children how to make believe
It makes more sense to make a deal than rob
A very many people
Who just want to get a better job or any job

CHORUS

A homeless guy on the subway
Asking for money
Someone said under his breath
“Get a job”
But he gave him money anyway
Now I don’t work for a living
I sit around an office reading
And I don’t know about him
And I don’t know about him

CHORUS

L A S T C H O R U S
Quit your job,
Play hooky
Join the unhooked generation
Quit your job, quit your job, quit your job
Stay home
Quit your job
You’ll love it
Make up your own occupation
Use your knob
Quit your job
And shove it
Track Name: One in a Million
I’m one of the million guys in love with you.
Run of the mill, unwise as to what to do.
And I feel things too corny to be said or felt by me.

It‘s you who's branding our love a myth,
Whom, notwithstanding, I'm standing with.
You’re in as much as you’re out, you're free.
And, as such, like such as the likes of me.

There’s a treadmill keeping me on your street
That keeps me from sweeping you off your feet.
For there, therefore, you will go.
How I care for you, you know I do.

I'm beside myself to make you see,
That besides myself it's only me.
To describe what is, we decide what was.
And it takes one to know one, and no one does.

There’s a playground surrounding your whole block.
You found me astounding, I pick your lock.
It’s on and off, but so often on.
And on so, and so on, I will be gone.
Track Name: I've Still Got My Balls
I just thought of something that was over my head,
Over my head, over my head.
I just thought of something that was over my head,
That I can't possibly explain it.

You may be thinking that I need a replacement,
But i've still got my balls.
I've got one, I’ve got two
And that’s all that I need
And that’s all.
I got 'em

I'm gonna take this up with someone over my head,
Over my head, over my head.
I’m gonna take this up with someone over my head,
That I can‘t possibly explain it.

You may be thinking that too bargain basement,
But I’ve still got my balls.
Got my left one, my right one
And not one to spare
And that's all. I got 'em!

I’ve still got my balls, etc.

I just hope you're not gonna hold this over my head,
Over my head, over my head.
I just hope you‘re not gonna hold this over my head,
’Cause I can't possibly explain.

You might have thought I forgot what “In your face”
meant.
But I've still got my balls.
Got my front one, my back one,
And not one to grow on.
That’s all. I got ’em.

GIRL CHORUS: He's still got his balls, etc.
Track Name: Lazy Fair
Lazy Fair
Everybody's lazy there.
They may tell ya, “Lots of work to do."
Let's put it off and go to Lazy Fair.

When gets up in the mornin’,
He think, what gonna be my job?
When a man wakes up in the Lazy Fair,
He think, what gonna be my song?
O Lordy…

Let us bread together, on our knees.
Let us break bread together, on our knees.
When I fall on my knees,
with my face to the rising sun,
O Lord, have mercy on me.

Lazy Fair
(Williamsburg Bridge is falling down)
Everybody's lazy there.
(Falling down, falling down)
They may tell ya, “Lots of work to do."
(Williamsburg Bridge is failing down, my fair –)
Let's put it off and go to
Oh, Lazy Fair.
Track Name: Everything's New Under the Sun
There is a new day coming soon.
Good old times are returning.
Time for the morning afternoon
To get a second wind.

Soon it will sweep up all the leaves,
Gluing them back into the trees.
Morning is broken,
But now we're gonna fix it.

C H O R U S
Everything is new under the sun.
It's simple and it's true and it's fun.
It's simply true and already been done.
Everything's new in the sun
And everything’s new in the sun
And everything’s new in the sun
And everything’s new in the sun

Sing along with this melody
And you’ll find it familiar.
Brought from the land across the sea,
And yet created here.

Up with the music of the spheres,
Down to the music of the squares.
A new day is coming
And everyone is coming. . . along.

CHORUS

Some have called it New Age.
Someone called it New Wave.
The future is a fiction,
Or maybe it's a fusion.
Gone fission in confusion.

Some would call it progress,
Or taking two steps backwards.
Some have called that heresy,
Or dare call it conspiracy.

I don't care what you call it.
Sticks and stones won't break it.
Any call will take it.
Call it in the air.
I call it like l see it.

Some see revolution,
Others reformation.
But it's no great mystery.
I would call it history calling you
To the old place where everything's new.

L A S T C H O R U S
Everything is new under the sun.
It's simple and it's true and been done.
It's simply true and already begun.
Everything's new in the sun
and everything‘s new in the sun.
Everything is new under the sun.
Everything is in unison.

Sunshine, sunshine, everything is new, etc.
Track Name: Get Wise
I could take you all apart, my little one,
Or leave you altogether as you are now.
You better get wise.
But you’re not really that smart, my little one.
You can’t pull yourself together if you don't know how.
You better get wise.
You better get wise.

You keep taking chances not worth taking.
Now you've got one more that is.

C H O R U S
Better get wise, get wise, get wise, get wise.
Better get wise, get wise, get wise.
Better get wise, get wise, between your eyes.
Better get wise before your eyes.
Before the whole world dies.

You can take things all apart, my little world.
But putting them together is more profound.
You better get wise.
And it's not too late to start, my little world.
But it’s later than you think if you don’t come around.
You better get wise.
You‘re gonna get wise.

If you want to make it to the future,
Learn some lessons from the past.

Better get wise, get wise, get wise, get wise
It’ll just come as no surprise.
Face the truth and stop believing lies.
Better get wise, get wise,
Gonna get wise, get wise.

CHORUS
CHORUS

Gonna get wise, get wise, get wise, get wise.
Gonna get wise, get wise, get wise.
Gonna get wise, get wise, between your eyes.
Gonna get wise before your eyes.

Better get wise, get wise, get wise.
Better get wise, get wise.
Are you gonna get wise, get wise, get wise,
Before the whole world dies?
Track Name: The Yuppie Tot is Not
“What school should Lorelei attend?
Should she have a postal worker’s daughter for a friend?
Yes, we’ve got an old Aprica stroller we could lend,
Or rent, or sell.”

While the yuppie parents
Are twice concerned
To hang on to what they’ve got,
And the yuppie tot is not.
And the yuppie folks
Are hammering tooth and nail claw
To get her in the choicest spot.
But the yuppie tot is not.
And the yuppie tot is not.
No, the yuppie tot is not.
No, the yuppie tot is not. Nah-ah!

She‘s smiling at daisies.
Someday, she’ll be using lasers.
By the time she’s driving them crazy,
Baby, times’ll need a changin’.

Oh, now, the yuppie parents
Gonna break some neck
To see she learns what they forgot.
The yuppie tot is not.
And the yuppie tot is not.
No, the yuppie knot's not taught.
And the yuppie tot is not alone.
Track Name: Better Than You in All Ways
She said I’m better in the first place.
'Cause I don't stand in one place.
But I’m staying right here in first place.
I'm a ten in your one place.
You can't get to first base.
You're running a cursed race.
Even if we reversed place, I'd win in the worst case.
'Cause I'm

C H O R U S
Better than you in all ways.
Better than you will ever know.
Better in her eyes too.
That’s what she said. (That's what she said.)
Better in every single way, but who's counting?
So good, in fact, that you can have her

I’m a better lover,
And I’m a better driver
I’m a better manufacturer
'Cause I’ve built a better mousetrap
Nyah-nyah-nyah-nyah. Etc.

Way back from the word go,
you got the no go.
No two bills, no pass go.
You don't know when to go go.

Way back, from the beginning
till beyond the last inning,
your head is spinning
from how i keep winning.

And when i get tired of watching you iose,
I'll give her back to you.
But don’t get your hopes up.
I doubt that she'll think you’re worth sticking around.
'Cause I'm
CHORUS

L A S T C H O R U S
Better than you in all ways.
Better than you will ever know or understand.
Better in her eyes too.
That’s what she said. (That‘s what she said.)
Better in every single way, but who’s counting?
Better than her too, so you keep her.

You stand, a dope,
On your strand of rope.
So abandon hope for always.
Track Name: Dreamstate of California
Taking the bus to Golden Gate Park
Past the flotilla rotunda
Cervantes panties where mushrooming,
Blushing with pride
When the flush left, water was still there
Everywhere – out, between, inside

Stepped into a church
Passed along a jay
We waited by Safeway.
The Cordon Rouge, Viet food
Sky was a solid white hide.
Taking the feeling inside

F I R S T C H O R U S
Living in a dreamstate of California
Far-flung ashore with the incoming tide.
Thought of that joke when I was back home
Is it so far I can’t keep the feeling inside?
In a dreamstate of California,
Where you always let your subconscious be your guide

On the sheer cliff, Mendocino shore
On a bright windy blue May daytime
Thinking life holds no more
what to make of
take this fleeting insight.
Making a joke of running like poets
Joy not decreed or decried

And the gusty month of March
Blue the kite about the fence
To the bay trees, madrone, eucalyptus
And the smell of the leaves smarts your ride
Taking it fleeing inside

S E C O N D C H O R U S
Living in a dreamstate of California
Does it go for good, or come along for the ride?
Should’ve thought of that before I left home
But so far, I can’t keep the feeling inside.
In a dreamstate of California,
Where you always let your subconscious be your guide
It’s a little bit funny. (This feeling inside)
What kind of inside? (The feeling inside.)
What kind of feeling? (The feeling inside.)
What is it feeling? (It’s feeling inside.)
What side is it on? (The feeling inside.)
What is that feeling in? (Feeling inside.)
It’s a little bit funny. (This feeling inside)

The rounded moonlight on approximate peak
At the granite outlooking Tenaya
We left a camping mayonnaise jar
with a note inside.
Then we sang songs, songs to learn, learn again
Rain and wind outdoors, flee the inside

I later fell in love
We were married by a lake
And we played in the shade of Topanga
But the order gets hard to decide
As I walk to the feeling inside

FIRST CHORUS
SECOND CHORUS

You always let your subconscious be your guide
You must always let your subconscious be your guide.
Track Name: Why'd You Have to Go?
Why’d you have to go
And kill yourself tonight?
Just as I’s about my love for you to confess
I came to ask you on a date
Now I’ve eternity to wait
And I’ll never, never know if you’d ’a said yes

I thought a new day would dawn
Instead it turned dusk
You blew apart the love I gave
Well, eat your heart out in your grave
But save me the husk

Why’d you have to go
And kill yourself tonight?
Fifteen minutes from you when you did,
Or maybe less
But when I reached your old front door
You didn’t live there anymore
And I’ll never, never know if you’d ’a said yes

I thought a new day would dawn
Instead it turned dusk
You blew apart the love I gave
Well, eat your heart out in your grave
But save me the husk

Why’d you have to go
And kill yourself tonight?
When my hope for love with you was no more
Than a guess
Well, I will take it in my stride
And consider you my bride
But I’ll never, never know if you’d ’a said yes
No, I’ll never, never know if you’d ’a said yes
No, I’ll never, never know if you’d ’a said yes
Track Name: Food Fight
Now, most people just can't get enough of a good thing.
But some people just can't get enough.
They don't even wonder how the other half lives.
They wonder how their half lives.

There's people who will take all that they can get
And charge what the market will bear.
There's people who will take all that they can get
And pay what the market will charge.

Now I’m giving any guidelines.
I’m just standing on the sidelines.
I don't even know if I want to know.
And l still don’t know
But what I do know is:

There’s gonna be a food fight
Food fight,
A food fight.
There's gonna be a food fight
Between the land of milk and honey
And the land of ain’t got none.

Now most people tell you that there‘s no place like home.
For some people there's no place like home.
And some people spend all their lives earning a buck
Some people spend all their lives.

Some people haven’t got a thing in the world
And sit among their worries all day.
Some people haven't got a care in the world
And sit among their things all day.

I’m not pulling any punches.
I'm just saying what my hunch is.
I don’t even know if I want to know.
And I still know, but what I do know is:

There’s gonna be a food fight
Food fight,
A food fight.
There's gonna be a food fight
Between those who just don’t get it
And those who just don’t get.

You might say, “Give me a break."
And I‘ll give you a break,
Give you a break.

Some people can't get a break,
And they can't take a break.

Now, no one can predict the ending.
But something tells me it's impending.
I don't even know if I want to know.
And I still don't know, but what I do know is

There’s gonna be a food fight
Food fight,
A food fight.
There's gonna be a food fight
Over who's gonna get to look over,
And who'll get overlooked.
Over who's gonna get leftovers,
And who‘s gonna just get left.
Between the land of milk and money
And the land of ain’t got none.
Track Name: Ecology Now
Pollution does not stop
Easily as it’s forgot.
So try to stay on top.
Things are gonna change alot.

You’re a successful winner yourself.
You’ve always been that way.
And that's the way you'll stay.
You love to have a wonderful time.
But there's something that is making you upset and sad.
It's the state of the world, state of the world.

Pollution is destroying life.
You don't know what to do.
And nobody likes it,
Everybody hates it,
And so we must proceed:

Ecology now!
Ecology is glamorous.
Ecology now!
And it's for everyone.
Ecology now!
It's good for the economy.
Ecology now!

Ecology now!
Save endangered species now.
Ecology now!
Save the dogs and cats.
Ecology now!
We’re gonna save 'em like we would save string.
Ecology now! etc.

And so we must succeed.

Ecology now!
It's time to ban all pesticides.
Ecology now!
And chlorofluorocarbons.
Ecology now!
Bring those cans and bottles back to the store.
Ecology now! etc.

Ecology now!
Let's write to all our congressmen.
Ecology now!
Show mass determination.
Ecology now!
Start phasing out the automobile.
Ecology now! etc.

Ecology now!
Ecology is glamorous.
Ecology now!
And it‘s good for everyone.
Ecology now!
It’ll build a sound economy.
Ecology now! Ecology now! Ecology now! Ecology now!

Do more now because you've heard this song.
You’re going to do more now.
Ecology now!
Track Name: Because the Night is Young
There’s a great big future behind us
That happened before.
And there’s a past
That sits in the present right here.
As bad as things possibly get or they already are,
Well, it goes on and on whether we like it or care.

C H O R U S
Because the night is young,
Because the night is young,
Because the night is young,
It will last all night long
Because the stars still shine
Standing the test of time
Day’s never far behind
Let’s be happy and sad while we may
Night or day

If you made this night last forever
I wouldn’t say no
To flow through our lives
Like a river stays new
And sooner or later arrives;
Maybe sooner than now.
But we sit side by side
And we watch it or ignore

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Day belongs to those who sleep
Beyond the rising sun
Night belongs to dreamers
Who don’t want to; therefore:

CHORUS