Scarlet Room EP (Spring 2007)
Track listing:
1. Lights! Camera! Action! mp3 | lyrics
2. Ladies and Gentlemen of the Cold-blooded Jury mp3 | lyrics
3. Hello to Hyde mp3 | lyrics
4. Marionette mp3 | lyrics
5. Welcome to this Musical Circus lyrics
6. The Machine (Bonus track)
Adieu!
Catch-him-if-you-can
Chapters A to Z
Coming-of-age Story
Dance of the Masque
Femme Fatale
Gargoyle Girl
Go!
Hello to Hyde
He said, she said
Knuckle Sandwich
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Cold-blooded Jury
Lights, Camera, Action!
The Machine
The Madhatter, the Mouse, and Me
Marionette
Mr. Guillotine
No Company
Queen Antoinette
Satan's Buggy
Safe Word
The Tortured One
The Vienna House Man
Welcome to this Musical Circus
Audieu!
Words by E. Govedare
On weathered cobblestone
Stands a mime alone
Performing silently
His autobiography
Shush! Listen carefully...
In the din of midday
He gesticulates I stay
Though his tip cap is dire
He seeks only a narrator
Shush! I am the ghost writer
So for six years I stayed
His allegory heard by stories I made
To his tortured pantomime
I brought symphonies of rhyme
But shush! I lost myself in time...
Chorus
Adieu! To me and my troubled mime
To a tired verse and heart of mine
Adieu! We bow and finally say
Our act is done, gone with yesterday
Catch-him-if-you-can
Words by E. Govedare
He's the cry-on-cue king,
Flaunting counterfeit sorrys like bling,
But his tears are eye drops from his pocket,
And his sorrys, from black markets
He's Pinocchio, me Geppetto,
My arch nemesis, fallen hero,
He's a con-artist, a scam,
He's more peter-pan than man
He's the thorn in my side,
He's a wide-eyed-wild-ride
He's got pre-recorded answers to questions
But pays me no real attention
He's a master of poker faces,
Cuffs and collar stuffed with Aces,
He's the pageant winning Pirate of 2008,
He's the one I mistook for a soul-mate
Chorus
Come one, come all
To see the magical man
And catch-him-if-you-can
Catch him if you can
Come one, come all
By sea or by land,
And catch-him-if-you-can
Catch him if you can
Chapters A to Z
Words by E. Govedare
We are two hardbacks
A set of stories
Running the same track
Only two passengers on this Amtrack
We are a soundtrack
A series of songs
We're screaming our feedback
To chapters and chapters of setbacks
We are an open mic act
Cover to cover
We perform flashbacks
Rip pages from books like clothes off our backs
Chorus
We are chapters A to Z
We are bookends you and me
We are two actors in a scene
We are the start, the middle, and ending
Coming-of-age Story
Words by E. Govedare
The New Year's back again,
Throwing stones at my window
Like a late-night visit from an old friend,
Or scorned lover needing to be avenged
The New Year brings expectation,
Like a mother's pressure to, "get yourself together!"
Wanting apology and lists of resolution,
To which I respond, equal parts resolve and confusion:
The New Year's a reminder
Like a telegram distraught, "you've got bad habits, stop".
And I write my defense, steadying pen to paper
But scribble outside lines, like a crashing NASCAR racer
Chorus
Are you there God, it's me
And this is my coming-of-age story
I want to be a model citizen
Just show me how to begin
Bridge
No more diet soda,
Packs of cigarettes,
Or Lindt chocolates.
No 4 am bedtime,
Binge drinking 5ths,
Or quitting then bumming spliffs.
No more shouting, feminist!
But watching porn,
No trashing clothes twice worn.
No more boyfriends,
Bratty boys, I've had enough!
And the good ones I ruin before the jig is up.
No more being Igor,
Tagging along another's ride,
Always the brides-maid, never the bride.
No more resolutions
Whose shelf life is short
I'm tired of failing yearly reports
Dance of the Masque
Words by E. Govedare
Their faces cowardly take cover
Beneath deceiving color
Ladies listen! To the voice of reason!
No trace of honest flesh can be discovered
Their music draws us charmingly
Into the arms of this enemy
Ladies listen! To the voice of reason!
This dance of courtship is masked in trickery
Chorus
Dance of the masque
Of the mischievous man
Of the one who corrals us
Into his hand
Of a ladies endeavor
Of her childlike desire
For a happily after
Femme Fatale
Words by E. Govedare
A silhouette, two hills, a dress
One gloved hand holds your address
The curl of smoke, a cigarette
Announces the arrival of this guest
Her hourglass, dark voice, her story
Undulates her sinful immorality
Willingly you approach her gun
The sin of lust is her weapon
Like a sailor, you follow her call
She plots your shipwreck, and your death
As she plays with power like lady Macbeth
Chorus
She's a femme fatale
The starlet of the noir
The mistress of girlish wiles
Cracks her whip and smiles
Gargoyle Girl
Words by E. Govedare
Good will preside
The cathedral promises
The universe is kind
Despite the wrongs we find
But I am the gargoyle
A weathered prehistoric bird
On the ledge of the cathedral
I grimace at an ugly world
Chorus:
And no matter how hard I try,
These gargoyle wings can't fly,
Me away...away....away...
Wait for a sign
The cathedral urges
The universe has a larger plan in mind
She'll make sense of crimes in time
But I am the gargoyle
Crying for what I've seen and heard
Exiled from the cathedral
And what was once a sheltered girl
Chorus:
And no matter how hard I try,
These gargoyle wings can't fly,
Me away...away....away...
Go!
Words by E. Govedare
You were bred
To be the stallion who could win my bet
To have the honor of my genuflect
But no, no, no you lost me instead
You were gold
And I was cheering as you approached the line
And if I could I would have harnessed time
But no, no, no you transformed - a swine
Chorus:
Go! The clock says race over
Go! Looks like nobody won, so
Go! You predictable rover
Go! I deserve the long run
Bridge:
Go get outta my life,
Take your lame limbs and strife,
Find another to train you,
Coddle, baby, and change you,
So I'm leaving you behind,
Before you cross that finish line,
No more race of this kind
Cause I've seen it all a 1000 times
Hello to Hyde
Words by E. Govedare
Who is this face I hide?
A dark secret self inside
I am Jekyll, No! I am Hyde
Kissing the good goodbye
Why do I lust for you?
You freak, monstrous taboo
You were Jekyll, I made you Hyde
Now kiss the good goodbye
Chorus:
Hello to Hyde
To my demon who fights
Shadowing my vision
Of wrong and right
Hello to Hyde
To my demon who fights
Shadowing my vision
Of wrong and right
He said, she said
Words by E. Govedare
Wait- I thought our evening was fine?
There’s been roses, and a fine red wine!
Wait- Why aren‘t we gelling?
We were just talking, now you’re yelling!
Wait- Did something happen here?
I was blushing while you quoted Shakespeare!
Wait- It’s so damn silly!
How quickly we go from comedy to tragedy!
Wait- Do I even know you?
What happened to je t’aime beaucoup?
Wait- I thought I had this mand tamed,
But now he's acting like Tarazan, pre-Jane!
Wait- I'm so confused!
A minute ago I was your favorite, your muse!
Wait- This is deja-vu!
It's become verbal groundhogs day with me and you!
Chorus:
No more he said, she said
Can we make love instead?
No more Ego and Id
And the he did, she did
Knuckle Sandwich
Words by E. Govedare
I woke up today
Read the calendar, yay!
You’re coming for lunch
And I’m cooking up quite the punch
I jumped from my bed
Summersaulted and said
This lunch is on me
And I’ll feed you in the face and belly
I crank up the stereo
Boogie round the kitchen
Pull out my cook book
“How best to prepare a right hook”
I check my to do list
Only flowers left to pick
So with scissors I pluck
A bouquet, and practice my upper cut
Chorus:
I’ve fixed for you
A knuckle sandwich
Served up fresh
From flesh to flesh
I’ve fixed for you
A knuckle sandwich
Served up fresh
From flesh to flesh
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Coldblooded Jury
Words by E. Govedare
To the trial,
Through the wooden doors,
To your seat,
Criminal, eyes on the floor!
The gavel strikes!
And so we begin,
Shame and guilt written,
On the list of my sins,
The jury waits,
I make them uneasy,
Cause these charlatans see,
Their own sins in me
Chorus:
Ladies and Gentlemen
Of the cold-blooded jury
I ask you to please
Not judge me so harshly
Ladies and Gentlemen
Of the cold-blooded jury
I know I'm a sinner
But I'm not sorry
Lights, Camera, Action!
Words by E. Govedare
We all live behind the curtain
Waiting for its mouth to open
Or for perchance, our name to blossom
Like a Hollywood belle, bound for stardom
We all live behind the curtain
Our puppet hearts dance with adrenaline
Blank scripts in hand wait to be written
A show of a lifetime, bound for emotion
We all peer through cracks of curtain
Our painted faces etched with burden
Who are we but this art, we question
Kamikazes for fame, bound for explosion
Chorus:
Lights, camera, action!
Show us what you're made of
Show us some passion!
Lights, camera, action!
The countdown has ended
And up goes the curtain!
The Machine
Words by E. Govedare
A pool of white
Lights the worker's bench
Tools with metal bruising
Hands worn thin from using
A splash of black
Grease creeps like a snake
The machine grins like the joker
Jaws shut- over the worker
And by candle light
The worker robotically toils
The machine grins like the joker
Jaws shut- over the worker
Chorus:
The machine hires
Then it fires its gun
When we stray from their color
Their color of one
The machine's gun
Bridge:
This fearsome greed
In the heart of the machine
Only for him he sees
While erasing you and me
The Madhatter, the Mouse, and Me
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
The Madhatter, the mouse, and me
Congregate, for crumpets and tea
To share conspiratorial musings
Always watchful of fascist referee
They can’t stop this fearsome three!
The darkness, the wind, and trees
Grin drunkenly at our insanity spree
We pry the lid off this pressure cooker
And dance with our freedom of speech, yipee
They can’t stop this fearsome three!
The Madhatter, the mouse, and me
In honor of the conservative breed
Make a toast that echoes their hypocrisy
Like “God bless America, land of the free”
Chorus:
Three cheers to the weird!
And three more for the bold!
Silly as Chaplin in his roles
Like loveable Lucy but uncontrolled
Three cheers to the weird!
And three more for the bold!
Silly as Chaplin in his roles
Like loveable Lucy but uncontrolled
Marionette
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
On a quiet street, in a quiet shop
A little marionette sits and she dreams
“I want to be a real girl, without strings!”
In the quiet heart of a quiet wooden girl
There’s an imaginary pulse, but it screams
“I am so sick of this world which owns me!”
Chorus:
And she sings,
“dadadadum, dadadadum”
And she sings,
“dadadadum, dadadadum”
Bridge:
Marionette, marionette
Dance for us, dance for us!
Mr. Guillotine
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
I've been thrown into jail
Into pitch black hell
Cause I'm suspected by some
To have cause to rebel
Cold floors of cement
All I'm fed is stale bread
I have a target that shouts
Terrorist on my head
Chorus:
"And it's off with your head!"
Mr. Guillotine said
With his throngs of watchers
And their eyes like saucers
"And it's off with your head!"
Mr. Guillotine said
With his brainwashed followers
And their sharp blade slaughters
No Company
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
My house's window, oh
Has thick curtains I drew closed
For last I checked long ago
A frightening view was shown
This view it cried: "Surprise!"
Jack-in-the-box from the skies
I still pinch skin to check I'm alive
But curtains stay drawn and I hide
I hear door knocks; knock! knock!
And tocks from the grandfather clock
I crack curtains to check "no warlocks!:
But fear still gate-keeps my cell block
Chorus:
My door says no company
My curtains no company
My thoughts have no company
But being inside is lonely...
Queen Antoinette
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
From foreign carriage Marie stepped down
The virginal blood sister to the crown
The quench to royal thirst for gain
Still a child a queen she would be named
From porcelain doll and it's whimsical buggy
The little Marie was made to grow quickly
The bedsheets that once harbored her youth
Still girlish chiffon, turned erotic - uncouth
And from the eyes of harrowing commoners
The Marie blossomed - a social carpenter!
The master of feast, an artisan of glamour
Still human but spoilt with develish power
And from the bowels of her champagne bubble bath
And over the courtyard quartet's musical math
The tenor of Marie taunts proletariat ears
Still infamous, are these words she sneers...
Chorus:
Let them eat cake!
Laughed Queen Antoinette!
"Allez-y! Be like me!
Pour les miserables tant pis!"
Satan's Buggy
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
Clammer clammer clack boom
Cough, spit, and carbon doom
Galloping through your neighborhood
Goes the maniacal engine that could
Clammer clammer rickety splat
Belching smoke from its engine fat
Fast and high like a bat out of jail
He rides this buggy from the gates of hell
Clammer clammer ruckus romp
He hurtles forth from his dungeonous swamp
Enormous headlights blind and sting
Oh the warfare this vehicle brings!
And he rides and he rides as he savagely cries
Chorus:
Tickets for sale!!!
Aboard Satan’s buggy
Ride of a lifetime,
In my first world luxury!
Tickets for sale!!!
Aboard Satan’s buggy
Ride of a lifetime,
In my first world luxury!
Safe Word
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
The games that I play
They’ve got warnings that say
Do not try at home
Code red, danger zone
The games that I know
Are like flat-line limbo
Lost before you’ve begun
Legless criminal on the run
Yet I roll the dice
When I should think twice
Play tight rope on a knife
And play chicken with my life
Chorus:
I need a safe word
Help!
I need a safe word
To save myself
Tortured One
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
I'm a little more dark than spark
A social minnow, you a shark
I'm a little wrong
For your jolly sing-along
I'm a little poet
I write thought, not show it
I'm a little engine
That could but you frighten
I'm a little goth
You're a little David Lee Roth
I'm a little out of sorts
In your league of social sports
I'm a little up and down
I jump when you make a sound
I'm a little underground
More lost than found
Chorus:
So I'm sorry I'm not
The girl that's most fun
My caption's always been
The tortured one
The Vienna House
Words by E. Govedare
Verse:
In an attic room
Cries a man and his harpsichord
Lost in a labyrinth
Of musical doors
As if under a spell
His hands tango till dawn
Leading his harpsichord
On a which hunt for a song
Pacing round and round
He wrings his hands and cries
"Where is this wretched song of mine?"
And tears stream from his bloodshot eyes
And the tenants peak through cracks in their doors
Clutching lanterns, and nightcaps forgetting their snores
Chorus:
The Vienna house man
And his musical hands
The Vienna house man
Holds a musical plan
Welcome to this Musical Circus
Words by E. Govedare
I'll do anything
For one golden taste
One audience embrace
Watch me
Watch me
I'll be anyone
Bait for the tiger
Ignite myself, a rocket of fire
Flying
Flying
I'll do anything
Even if it kills
For the circus freaks, it's about that thrill
Can't stop
Can't stop
Chorus:
Welcome!
To this musical circus
To our marvelous story
Of hardship and glory
Welcome!
To this musical circus
To the ringmaster's song
Screaming the words
"The show must go on!"