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track list:    
1. Sunset Room
  lyrics
2. Monkey   lyrics
3. Tragically Hip   lyrics
4. Waiting   lyrics
5. Consuela
  lyrics
6. Strongest Man in the World   lyrics
7. Marietta   lyrics
8. Eyebrows are Nature's Makeup   lyrics
9. Dixie it Up!   lyrics
10. Toxic Shellfish in the Sun   lyrics
11. (non lucid dream)    
12. Stand on Your Head   lyrics

Sunset Room
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar & compositon)
Paul Bushnell (bass)
Matt Chamberlain (drums)
Eyvind Kang (strings)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixing by Mell Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Monkey
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar & composition)
Tom Biller (bass)
Paul Bushnell (bass)
Matt Chamberlain (drums)
Mell Dettmer (bass & percussion)
Mike Dillon (vibraphone & percussion)
Brad Houser (bass)
Brian MacLeod (drums & percussion)
Pat Mastelotto (drums & percussion)
Don McGreevy (bass & percussion)
Eric Rosse (keyboards)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixing by Tom Biller
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer, Mell Dettmer, Tom Biller & Sarah Scott

Tragically Hip
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar, Fender Rhodes & composition)
Tom Biller (keyboard sampler)
Paul Bushnell (bass)
Brian MacLeod (drums)
Mixing by Tom Biller
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer, Eric Rosse, Mell Dettmer &
Tom Biller

Waiting
(by Mike Dillon, Brad Houser, Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar, electric guitar, keyboards & composition)
Tom Biller (electric guitar)
Matt Chamberlain (drums)
Mike Dillon (vibraphone & composition)
Brad Houser (composition)
Eyvind Kang (strings)
Steve Moore (keyboards)
Eric Rosse (electronics & keyboards)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixing by Melll Dettmer
Remixing by Eric Rosse
Produced by Eric Rosse, Jonathan Kochmer, Mell Dettmer & Sarah Scott)

Consuela
(by Jonathan Kochmer)
Jonathan Kochmer (vocals, acoustic guitar, baritone guitar, electric guitar, bass, lyrics & composition)
Paul Bushnell (bass)
Matt Chamberlain (drums & percussion)
Mike Dillon (vibraphone & percussion)
Pat Mastelotto (drums & percussion)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixing by Mell Dettmer & Tom Biller
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer, Mell Dettmer

Strongest Man in the World
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar & composition)
Matt Chamberlain (drums)
Mike Dillon (vibraphone)
Brad Houser (bass)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixing by Mell Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer and Mell Dettmer

Marietta
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Matt Chamberlain (drums)
Mike Dillon (marimba)
Brad Houser (bass)
Eyvind Kang (strings)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar, baritone guitar & composition)
Pat Mastelotto (drums, electronics & percussion)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixing by Tom Hall & Mell Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Eyebrows Are Nature’s Makeup
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar, keyboards & composition)
Tom Biller (keyboards)
Mike Dillon (omnichord & percussion)
Pat Mastelotto (percussion)
Patrick Warren (keyboards)
Mixed by Tom Biller & Mell Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer, Tom Biller & Mell Dettmer

Dixie it Up!
(by Matt Chamberlain & Sarah Scott)
Matt Chamberlain (keyboard sampler & composition)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics, melody)
Mixing by Mell Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Toxic Shellfish in the Sun
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics, melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar & composition)
Matt Chamberlain (drums & percussion)
Eyvind Kang (strings)
Steve Moore (celeste)
Sebastian Steinberg (bass)
Mixing by Melll Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Stand on Your Head
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics, melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar & composition)
Paul Bushnell (bass)
Matt Chamberlain (drums)
Mell Dettmer (bass & keyboards)
Mike Dillon (marimba & percussion)
Pat Mastelotto (drums & percussion)
Mixing by Mell Dettmer
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer, Mell Dettmer & Sarah Scott

Nine Lucid Dreams

LYRICS:

Sunset Room
Somewhere in a sunset room
Oh, somewhere in a sunset room

We’ll share our new religion
Dine on rose and apricot
And we won’t count the hours or days
And we’ll dance until we can’t

Ah, somewhere in a sunset room
It’s like a portal to another world
We have no need for clothes or shoes
And without words
Convince me you’re not counterfeit
And I’ll show you what I’m made of

We’ll have breakfast of chocolate and velvet
Brush off the dust of sleepy memory
We’ve awakened in a sunset room
We own, we own the sun and the moon

Oh, somewhere in a sunset room
We’re craving winter
We’ve lost the afternoon
We’re dreaming on clouds
Of saffron silk
Bathed in a golden light
Defying gravity, oh so completely
Oh, oh so completely
Oh, oh, oh…

Ah, somewhere in a sunset room
It’s like a portal to another world
We have no need for clothes or shoes

And I’ll show you,
Yes, I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
Yes I will…
Yes I will…
Mmm, mmm…

Monkey
She wants to go where the tide is low
She wants to skip rocks
And play shadow games all day long
She wants to see the monkey do the tricks
And she sings, sings with natives

Put your hands on the monkey
Take your hands off the money
Put your hands on the monkey
Run as fast as you can
Cause we can’t make promises
In the state that we’re in
That we’re in

Sometimes she sits with the lights off
And she closes like a flower
In frigid weather
Well, she’s run out of dimes
But she’s bound for a lucky streak
She’s run out of dimes
But she’s bound for a lucky streak

Put your hands on the monkey
Take your hands off the money
Put your hands on the monkey
Run as fast as you can
Cause we can’t make promises
In the state that we’re in
The state that we’re in

She wants to giggle
Like the girls in the schoolyard
She wants to turn into a Japanese tattoo
She wants to stop the imaginary
Movie cameras in her head
Cause they follow her
Wherever she goes

In the state
In the state
In the state that we’re in

Put your hands on the monkey
Take your hands off the money
Put your hands on the monkey
Run as fast as you can
Cause we can’t make promises

Put your hands on the monkey
Take your hands off the money
Put your hands on the monkey
Cause we can’t make promises
In the state that we’re in


Tragically Hip
The buildings went up
The buildings came down
And everything’s changed
About this town

Some had to go
Some stayed behind
Some couldn’t make up their minds

Stand like a statue
With nothing to lose
The answer is somewhere
In things that you choose

Get on a bus
And go where it takes you
Look for a place
Somewhere to belong to
And I’ll join you
I’ll join you

There’s too many things
On your mind
We’ve become tired
And a little touched by time
Oh, oh…

Scrape the barnacles
From the hull of your ship
Everyone here’s become
Tragically hip

The buildings went up
The buildings came down
And everything’s changed
About this town

Get on a bus
And go where it takes you
Look for a place
Somewhere to belong to

I’ll join you
And I’ll join you
And I’ll join you


Waiting
I’ve been waiting
For you, for so long
I’ve been waiting for ya
Waiting for so long

Every day seems like a miracle
When I think
That I ever was without you

Why do you hide?
Behind that camouflage
It’s just a cold façade
And when I see you
I feel so happy
But then sometimes
You make me feel so mad
Oh, but you’re the best one that I ever had
(and) I want to melt your winter
But I can’t predict the weather
Of your soul
Don’t you know, don’t you know?
Baby, you don’t have to be alone
I’ve been waiting

Ooh, ooh, yeah
Oh, ohh
Ohh
Oohooh, oh… etc.

Well, if you’re lookin
Oh, you needn’t look very far
I’ve been waitin

I need some sugar right away
So come to me, come to me
There’s no trouble here
There’s no danger
Have no fear, come to me
Come to me, come to me
Let your sadness be gone
Let it be gone

Oh, oh I’ve been waiting
For you, for so long
For so long
I’ve been waiting
Ooh, ooh, oh…


Strongest Man in the World
Let’s join the carnival, the caravan
‘Cause I want to learn to play the accordion
That’ll pay our rent
That’ll pay our rent
And then we can meet
We’ll meet the strongest man in the world

Salome clad in red, with velvet claws
She’s over there behind the mosquito net
You can just make out her silhouette

We’ll escape the cities
And the factories
Sell the tickets to the people
That we meet
Throw our caution to the wind
And do just as we please
Throw our caution to the wind
And do just as we please

Well, the clouds did swell
But the crowds did come
And all the little children
Were sneaking in
Somehow the tent held up

A man with a cape and a wand
He’s come to take us along
So hop on board
Bring child, bring neighbor
Bring friend, come all

We’ll escape the cities
And the factories
Sell the tickets to the people
That we meet
Throw our caution to the wind
And do just as we please
Throw our caution to the wind
And do, yeah, just as we please

Let’s join the carnival, the caravan
And I’ll play the accordion
I’ve always wanted to meet
They say, they say he’s the strongest man in the world
I heard them say

We’ll escape the cities
And the factories
Sell the tickets to the people
That we meet
Throw our caution to the wind
And do, yeah, just as we please
Throw our caution to the wind
And do… do just as we please

Come join the caravan

Marietta
Marietta out on the dance floor
Marietta in a black dress
Another Friday night in El Paso
She’s gonna make some new friends fast
(Oh, she’s gonna make some new friends)

Marietta out on the corner
Marietta out on the town
Marietta in negotiation
She’s gonna lay the rules
Of this dirty game down
(She’s gonna lay it down)

Love for money
It’s just a commodity
Love for money
Don’t you know
Everyone’s got needs?

Marietta prays to be rescued
Marietta prays to be saved
Marietta waits to confess her sins
In the light of the day
In the light of the day

She knows what she wants
She don’t waste her time, yeah
She gets to the point
Oh, she keeps you in line
Keeps you in line

Marietta,
Ah, Marietta

Marietta shows you such a good time
Marietta gets the job done
But you know she’s got to pay her bills
So, she’s got to love someone

She knows what she wants
She don’t waste her time, yeah
She gets to the point
Oh, she keeps you in line
Keeps you in line

Marietta, Marietta, oh, Marietta

Consuela
Consuela, I am wandering through the desert.
Consuela, I am wandering through the desert
Like a beetle with three legs.

Where is that lizard?  That mean old nasty lizard?
The one who eats the little fishes?

The owl, the scorpion, the rusting Chevrolet:
Everything is perfect in its way.

Consuela, I don’t know what’s gotten into you,
You painted whiskers on your car!
Consuela, I don’t know what’s gotten into you,
You put ears on your home,
You used to leave well enough alone.

I don’t know what’s gotten into you!
I don’t know what’s gotten into you!
Consuela the cacti rise like skyscrapers…

The owl, the scorpion, the rusting Chevrolet:
Everything is perfect in its way.

The hummingbirds melt in the dawn – Consuela…
The hummingbirds melt in the dawn – Consuela… ahhhh

Consuela
Consuela

The hummingbirds melt in the dawn – Consuela…
The hummingbirds melt in the dawn – Consuela… ahhhh

Eyebrow’s Are Nature’s Makeup
Oh, I’m so hungry, but I can’t eat
I’m so thirsty, but I can’t drink
I’m so tired, but I can’t sleep

Been set free from this body
But I can’t find peace

This is the chair
Where I took my last breath
These are the sordid details
Of my death

Ooh oh oh
Ooh oh oh
Ooh oh oh
Oh

Was it the money?
Was it the love?
Was it the fog?
Caused by the drug

You left a trail of blood
You left a trail of tears
You were so young
You had so many years

They were caught at the Greyhound bus station
Some obscure Midwest destination

Was it the money?
Was it the love?
Was it the fog?
Caused by the drug

You left a trail of blood
You left a trail of tears
You were so young
You had so many years

You had so many years
So many years

Dixie It Up!
Oh, oh
Pleased with her lips
A glimpse into another world
Dah dah dah dah
No solid surface
There’ll be plenty of time for parlor games

Oh,
We’re all from a supernatural source
Super-duper natural source
Mapping the path through rainbows
And brothels

I breathe in the magic wisdom
Men, women like so many colored hats
With feathers
And he plays bluish-green glassy eyed
In all his glory
I tell you now
That fire won’t do you no good
That fire won’t do you no good
That fire water won’t do you no good

Send the spirits away
There’s Billie here
When you take what’s not yours
Neptune’s daughter beckons from below
I’m under water, take me now
The weight of my body
The ebb of my flow

Swallow me whole, swallow me whole
Swallow me whole, swallow me whole
Swallow me whole, swallow me whole

We’re all from a supernatural source
Super-duper, duper, super-duper
Natural source

Toxic Shellfish in the Sun
Well I really hate to flatter you
But I used to wait by lamplight
For your vaudeville smile
You go to extremes
You’re a liability

This is the last time I’m leaving
The last time I’m believing that you’ve changed
I’m so tired of grieving
The death
Of something we never had

You in a red storm
With summer skin
You were tap dancing
Shape shifting your purple symphony
Our hearts were like nectarines

This is the last time I’m leaving
The last time I’m believing that you’ve changed
I’m so tired of grieving
The death
Of something we never had

Clouds of complication
Hover over you
There’s conflict in your coffee
As you step on my words

And our love
Sits like toxic shellfish in the sun
But I know that I’m capable of happiness
Yes, I am… yes, I am
Yes, I am… yes, I am
Yes, I am… yes, I am
Yes, I am… yes, I am

This is the last time I’m leaving
The last time I’m believing that you’ve changed
I’m so tired of grieving
The death
Of something we never had

Oh, this is the last time
This is the last time


Stand on Your Head
Redheaded girl
Cover up your eyes with your hands
Caught taking coins from the purse
Wake up the epileptics and the outcasts
When you hear your name called
And there’s a yellow ribbon in your hair

Wicked child, you’re dancing with girls

Remember when we were children?
Remember when we were young?
When we believed in all those invisible things?

And there’s a world in your words
Fairytales at your fingertips
A black ribbon in your hair
Dancing rings around trees
In meadows and fields
Remember boys on bicycles

Tell the young men
To put away their swords
And Spanish dancing
Turn up the violins
To drown out the cowboys and the Indians.

We’d rather stand on our heads
And pose like like pinup girls
Make trampolines of our beds
But the shadows took our sisters
And the waters did claim them
Schoolgirls in pleated skirts and Mary Janes
Carry your suitcase
Wherever you may go
And your typewriter
Weave a tapestry
Of winding narrow streets
And move into the light
Cause we’re fancy free
Yeah, we’re fancy free

We’ll stand on our head
Stand on our heads
Stand on our heads
We’ll be standing on our heads

Mmm, Mmmm, Mmmm
Standing on our heads