PIE IN THE SKY
Home Where The Heart Is The Guitar
Costume Party Letter To Mr. Brown
No Excuse T’Use Booze Under The Rainbow
Covers On Our Hearts A Porsche and a Potbelly
Chickens For Peace (not in original production)
HOME WHERE THE HEART IS
Home, Home, Home where the heart is
Home, Home, Home where the heart is
This is our home, the place of our birth
This is our refuge, here on the earth
This is our park, where our children play
Our school and our churches where we come to pray
These are our streets, and these are our stores
These are our houses, our windows and doors
These are our families, these are our friends
These are our bathrooms and kitchens and dens
Our dinette sets, tables and chairs and our beds
Our clothes and our rugs and our workshops and sheds
Pianos and telephones, bicycles, cars,
Mobilehomes, lawnmowers, fences and yards
Our microwaves, blenders, our hot tubs and skiis
Tape cassettes, hair dryers, color T.V.s
Shampoos, antacid pills, creams for our faces,
These are our fillings, and these, our shoelaces!
These things belong to us, we proudly say
No one will ever take them away!
Home, Home, Home where the heart is
Where everyday, everyone sings
Home, Home, Home where the heart is
Here, with all of our things!
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1987, Moose School Music (BMI)
COSTUME PARTY
It's a costume party, and everyone is here!
It's a costume party, and everyone is here!
You wear a blue dress
You, red sneakers
You wear a suit and tie
You wear flowers
You wear stripes
You put make-up on your eyes!
Chorus
You wear brown skin
You wear white
Your head is clean and bare
You poked holes through
Your earlobes
You've got a wart, I bet, somewhere!
And I think you dye your hair!?
Chorus
We may be blind, or
We wear glasses
We st-stutter when we talk
Sometimes our ears
Just do not hear
Or we use wheels when we walk!
Chorus
Our disguises
Could win prizes
Each one's qualified
But the only thing
That really matters
Is who we are inside!
Chorus
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1987 Moose School Music(BMI)
LAVENDAR'S WILL
I might not have much time to live
So here's a list of everything
I have got to give;
To my mother, Rose Lynn Mann
I leave my whole collection
Of specimens and research
I've got organized outside
Someday my scientific work
Will prove there's a connection
Between "The Beast That Roars"
And why my Daddy died.
If Mom dies too, then Mr. Brown,
My teacher, has to take it
He's real smart, he taught me well
So he'll know what to do
And Rob, you take my kitten,
But be careful not to break it!
Bye Mom, bye Rob, remember that
I always will love you.
Written by Peter Alsop, © 1987, Moose School Music(BMI)
BUDDIES
As my lifeline runs through my fingers
It snags on knots time to time
Just talkin' to you, helps them slip through
A buddy like you's hard to find.
Chorus
Buddies like you never need to be told
What buddies like me need to say
Life has a flare when you're standing there
And it's hollow when you're away.
Remember that night I was ready to die?
We shared your last Cuban cigar
I laid down in the highway, but no one drove by,
So you went to borrow a car!
Chorus
I helped you etch all them lines in your face
And you helped me grow these grey hairs
If I make you sore, hell! What're friends for?!
We're buddies ‘cause I know you care!
I like you better than corn-on-the-cob
More than the air that I breathe
You're a mug of cold beer,
You're a laugh, you're a tear,
Buddy, you're a god-damned relief!!
Buddies like you never need to be told
What buddies like me need to say
Life has a flare, when you're standing there
And it's hollow and empty, when you're away.
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1978, Moose School Music (BMI)
NO EXCUSE T'USE BOOZE!
There's no excuse t'use booze
All you get is confused
Booze makes a problem for you, so
There's no excuse t'use booze!
Chorus
Booze is bad for kids
Now we all know that's true
But some folks won't admit
That it's bad for the grown-ups too!
Chorus
One of my good friends
Offered me some beer
But I got "common sense"
So I whispered in her ear
Chorus
M'friend said "You're no fun!"
"When there's booze around, I grab it!"
She got drunk, and she got sick,
If that's fun, well, she can have it!
Chorus
Chorus
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1986, Moose School Music (BMI)
COVERS ON OUR HEARTS
MrB:
Sometimes I think I got a
Cover on my heart, I'm thinkin'
Way too much about what
Ev'rybody thinks and, what
Ev'rybody does, it's like I
Act like there's no to-morrow,
All the details seem, so im-
Portant to me, that I
Can't even see to-morrow!
She's so nice, and
So polite, and
It's just too hard, to do
Everything right, an' I sure
Wanna do ev-rything right, when she's a-
Round, I'd sure like to, do
Everything
Right.
Whatever happened to,
Telling a woman that you
Think she really looks
Fine? Or,
Making a date, or
Planning for later, the
Rules get hazy, it's
Making me crazy!
Maybe I'm losing my
Mind! I'm thinkin',
La-nah Na-nah Naaah, Nah Naaah!
La-nah Na-nah Naaah-naaah, La-nah Na-nah Naaah!
La-nah Na-nah Naaah, Nah Naaah!
We got covers, we got covers on our hearts!
Rose:
Sometimes I feel, there's a
Cover on my heart, I worry
Way too much about how
Ev'rybody feels, and so I
Shut them out, it's like I
Act like there's no to-morrow,
All the feelings I feel, are so
Painful and real, sometimes I
Don't want to see, to-morrow.
He's so nice, and
So polite, and
It's just too hard, to do
Ev'rything right, an' I sure
Wanna do ev'rything right, when he's a-
Round, I'd sure
Like to, do
Ev'rything,
Right.
Whatever happened to,
Taking some time just to,
See what your heart has to say?
Swing on the front porch,
Feel the moonlight,
Drinking some cold lemonade! And the
Phone won't ring, and the
TV's off, and the
Cars all stop, they're all,
Waiting to see what your
Heart has to
Say. And mine says,
La-nah Na-nah Naaah, Nah Naaah!
La-nah Na-nah Naaah-naaah, La-nah Na-nah Naaah!
La-nah Na-nah Naaah, Nah Naaah!
We got covers, we got covers on our hearts!
Chorus1:
MrB& Rs: We got covers on our hearts
MrB: Like the casing on a clock
Rose: Like the bandage on a scar
MrB & Rs: We got covers on our hearts
MrB: From moving too fast,
Rose: Afraid to be last,
MrB & Rs: We got covers,
We got covers on our hearts!
Arnold: Sometimes the men today, they
Seem so "sensitive!" They're
Worse than women!
Tom: Yeah! They
Hug each other!
Arnold: Jeez! I'd
Rather be dead!
Down in the ground with John
Wayne!
Tom: He never
Hugged no guys!
Arnold: Or worried
When he died! I bet he
Never cried about to-morrow!
Mrs Fst: You're so nice.
Mrs Raynr: You're
So polite.
Estelle: And it's just too hard, to do
Everything right,
Women: An' we wanna
Make ev'rything perfect all the
Time, we'd sure
Like to, make
Ev'rything,
Right.
B & Lty: Whatever happened to,
Trusting your feelings?
Dr. H: You don't feel so safe when you're
Burned.
Letty: Now
Nothin's okay,
Bill: "Don't you
Worry!" they say,
Letty: Well, I got lots of fears, and I
Ain't prayed in years,
B & Lty: But we don't know where else we can
Turn!! We got,
B & Lty: We got covers on our hearts
Bill: Like the casing on a clock
Lty: Like the bandage on a scar
B & Lty: We got covers on our hearts
Bill: From losing our trust,
Lty: It's hard to adjust!
Bill & Lty: We got covers,
We got covers on our hearts!
DrFst: Sometimes I wonder why I
Even bother to give
Jobs to people who don't
Understand, why
Our Great Land needs this
Power that my plant pro-vides!
Sure, we all
Make mistakes, let's hope that
Nothing else breaks, it's a risk
We must take for to-morrow!
Town: We're all so nice, and
So polite, and
We try so hard, to do
Ev'rything right, an' we sure
Wanna do ev'rything
Right in our hometown,
we'd sure
Like to, do
Everything,
Right.
Penny: Whatever happened to,
People with courage who
Fight when they know they've been
Screwed! Have you
Sold your passion for
Next season's fashions?! While
We're being poisened and
Lied to and bombed, you're
Worried about being
Rude!!
Chorus 1
(Town)
Mr. B: If only just once, ahhh,
We could break free,
Pie: Throw off the covers,
Rose: Then we would see, we don't
Have to be scared!
Pie: If our
Hearts could discover,
How, to reach
Out to each other, then
Kids: We could change the world!
Pie: Can you
Do it?!
Kids: We can
Change the world!
Pie: Not if you
Hide!
Kids: We can
Change the world!
Pie: See how you
Feel now!
Kids: We can
Change the world!
Pie: Give it a
Try! You can,
Kids: Change it! Change it!
Pie: Yes! You can
Do it!
Kids: We can change it!
Pie: You can,
Kids: Change it! Change it!
Pie: Ahhhh! It's up to
You!
Kids: We can change it!
Pie: You can
Do it!
Kids: We can change it!
Pie: You can
Do it!
Kids: We can change it!
Pie: You can
Do it!
Kids: We can change it!
Pie: You can
Do it!
Kids: We can change it! We can
Change it! Change it! Change it! We can
Change the world! We can
Change it! Change it! Change it! We can
Change the world!
Pie: Let's all go
Ensmbl: La-nah Na-nah Naaah, Nah Naaah!
Kids: We can change it! Change it!
Town: We got covers on our hearts
Ensmbl: La-nah Na-nah Naaah-naaah, La-nah Na-nah Naaah!
Town: Like the casing on a clock
Kids: We can change the world!
Ensmbl: La-nah Na-nah Naaah, Nah Naaah!
Town: Like the bandage on a scar
Kids: We can change it! Change it!
Town: We got covers,
We got covers on our hearts!
We got covers, on our hearts!
Kids: We can change the world!!!
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1987, Moose School Music(BMI)
CHICKENS FOR PEACE
Chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
And we
Don't want to fry!
Chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
One little war,
And we're chicken-pot-pie!
Chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
And no one respects,
A chicken who begs!
Chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
One little slip,
And we're hard boiled eggs!
Chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
But we're not chicken chickens!
We're taking a stand!
Chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
And our chicken spirit
Is sweeping the land!
The doves and the hawks are still fighting
The swans and the ducks are all wet!
But us chickens have all been uniting!
And what chickens want, chickens get!!
We're chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
And we will win!
We're not turkeys! (Or geese!)
We're chickens for peace!
We're chickens for peace!
Hold up your beaks and join in!
Cause those bombs make hot water
That will make chicken soup from the grease
Of us chickens, for peace!
Written by Peter Alsop, ©1985, Moose School Music (BMI)
THE GUITAR
Once I had a fine guitar
She taught me to play
Her rosewood fingerboard
Had little birds of pearl inlay
Her simple voice was clear
It had the ring of youth
She had heartwood deep inside
So she always sang the truth
The days that I spent holding her
Were full of life for me
She saw people clearly
And she sang what she would see.
Insecurities of lovers
Trying hard to hold their pose
The clash of children's colors
When they pick out their own clothes
The heart beats lost forever
Inside those afraid to touch
And the reasons people give
Explaining why they own too much
When she sang with honest beauty
Of the love we might achieve
Then the people flocked to hear her
Yes, they wanted to believe
But when she sang about our problems
They would say that she was wrong
They told her she was crazy
They said "Sing the pretty songs!
Sing the pretty songs!”
But she didn't stop her songs
The people had to know
She only sang them louder
'Cause she loved the people so
When the comforts of the wealthy
Are worth more than healthy kids