Driving In England 

How strange, this life and all it brings
How great its mystery
Yeah.

I want to be heard, I want to be known
I want to get high without being stoned
I want to be loved for all that I am
And do all the things that I never can
I want to be rich but sleep on the floor
I want to go out but not through the door
I want to be strong, I want to be clear
I want to be gone, I want to be here

They say I'm all messed up, they say I take it too far
Like driving in England in an American car
And I say what you is ain't always who you are
Like driving in England in an American car

I want to be god, I want to be king
So maybe the Pope would give me his ring
I want to be cool and win an award
And live in a house that I can't afford
Then I'll get a job with all of the perks
And put on a suit...there's things that are worse
Then under the strain of being so wired
I'll sleep with the boss and then I'll get fired

 They say I'm all messed up, they say I take it too far
Like driving in England in an American car
And I say what you is ain't always who you are
Like driving in England in an American car

No, I ain't looking for no Sunday driver
No, I just want someone to ride

I'm all messed up, they say I take it too far
Like driving in England in an American car
And I say what you is ain't always who you are
Like driving in England in an American car

And when my time is up I hope I'm where you are
And driving in England in an American car

Written by Eric Bazilian and Randy Cantor ©1996
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell (ASCAP), and Loud Garage Music/Admin. MCA (BMI)

EB: Guitars, Bass, Hurdy Gurdy, Organ, Synth, Vocals
David Uosikkinen: Drums
Randy Cantor: Harmony Vocal
Liz Horsman is The Love



Until You Dare

Until you dare to go where no man has ever been before
To leave behind the safety that you struggle for
And get a taste of madness
Until you dare to open up your heart and get it spat upon
Drink the wine and smell the sadness
Take the goodness with the badness
Until you dare

How will you know how far you might have gone
How high you might have climbed
How hard you might have fallen
And how will you learn how good it feels to be alive
How you gonna learn how to fly when you're so busy crawling
God knows where...

Until you dare to be what you are in spite of everything
Less than a god but so much more than a king
In spite of how they hound you
Until you dare to open up your eyes and see what's going on
It's really nothing so profound
You just watch it going on around you until you dare

How will you know how far you might have gone
How high you might have climbed
How hard you might have fallen
And how will you learn how good it feels to be alive
How you gonna learn how to fly when you're so busy crawling
Until you dare...

And now the slate is clean
Your cup it runneth over though the times are lean
And you're still getting over but until you dare
To go where your mind has never been before

How will you know how far you might have gone
How high you might have climbed
How hard you might have fallen
And how will you learn how good it feels just to be alive
How you gonna learn how to fly when you're so busy crawling
How much more will you take before you make your move
How you gonna learn how to live instead of just simply dying
Until you dare...

Written by Eric Bazilian © 2000
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell (ASCAP)

EB- Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Davids Uosikkinen- Drums

Gemini Yo Yo

One of you is gone again
(one of you is driving sober)
Two of you live in one head
(but neither one has taken over)

One of you is like your dad
(one of you is like your mother)
Both of you are good and bad
(but you're not one way or the other)

And it's hard just to be what you are
When you don't even know what you are
Oh, no, Ono, oh, no
You're a Gemini Yo Yo

One of you is straight ahead
(one of you is always hiding)
Well, baby, you're neither alive nor dead
(but life goes on while you're deciding)

And it's hard just to be what you are
When you don't even know what you are
Oh, no, Ono, oh, no
You're a Gemini Yo Yo

A Gemini Yo Yo
Oh, no

Written by Eric Bazilian and Randy Cantor ©1996
Published by Human Boy Music/Amin. Warner/Chappell (ASCAP), and Loud Garage Music/Admin. MCA (BMI)
EB: Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Randy Cantor: Stones-like guitar, Chant
Ted Greenberg: Drums

Bye Bye Baby

Got the man that you always wanted
And you say he's been good to you
But now it seems that the man you wanted
Just ain't man enough for you

So you've gone to the man you wanted
And it's cool 'cause he understands
And you know he'd leave if he thought that's what you really wanted
But he'll keep you any way that he can

(Bye bye baby) I'm gonna miss you when you go bye bye
(Bye bye baby) But it's the only way I know, so bye bye
(Bye bye baby) Well, it's a far, far better thing that I do
(Bye bye baby) So bye bye

Now I could see that you was feeling lonely
And there was room in your heart for a thousand fools like me
It's not like I didn't understand the degree of devastation
That spending time with you would surely come to be

(Bye bye baby) I'm gonna miss you when you go bye bye
(Bye bye baby) But it's the only way I know, so bye bye
(Bye bye baby) Well, it's a far, far better thing that I do
(Bye bye baby) Here's looking at you...

There comes a time when you must lead or follow
There comes a time to let your sweet river flow
And now it's time to call it quits, I know it's hard to follow
But what you ever thought could ever come of this
I swear I'll never know

(Bye bye baby) I'm gonna miss you when you go bye bye
(Bye bye baby) But it's the only way I know, so bye bye
(Bye bye baby) If it's the one good stupid thing I ever do
(Bye bye baby) I'm gonna do it right now and say it to you, bye bye
(Bye bye baby) Everybody knows you in this town, bye bye
(Bye bye baby) Don't even know what I'd do if I should see you around, bye bye (Bye bye baby)
The only truth I know is this, bye bye (Bye bye baby) Don't even know what it is that I'm gonna miss, bye bye

(Bye bye baby) Bye bye, etc.
(Bye bye baby) I'll do what I gotta do
(Bye bye baby) But I'll never say goodbye to you

Written by Eric Bazilian & Glenn Goss ©2000
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell (ASCAP) and Mousetrap Music (ASCAP)
EB: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Saxophones, Piano, Synth, Vocals

U.G.L.Y.

One night she's a flame on a candle
One night she's a hand on a hip
One night she's a wave and a smile and
One night she's a Freudian slip
One night she's a knock on the front door
Red wine in a bean bag chair
One night she's the girl of your dreams
The next night she ain't there and then it gets ugly

Ugly, how can love let is down so many times
Such a beautiful goodbye, but you just feel U.G.L.Y.
And that's ugly

The first try was a lttle bit hollow
But somehow she suited you well
The next try was a hard one to follow
But she cracked like the Liberty Bell
The next try was a bit of a riddle
You never really quite understood
The next try went right up the middle
It felt pretty good and then it got ugly

Ugly, how can love let us down so many times
One more beautiful goodbye, but you just feel U.G.L.Y.
And that's ugly

So much for the flame on the candle
So much for the hand on the hip
So much for the wave and the smile and
So much for the Freudian slip
These days it's a simple equation
Sweet deams take you pretty far
Sometimes you get what you pray for
Keep praying hard it never gets ugly

Ugly, how can love just let us down so many times
Another day, another try to keep away U.G.L.Y.
And that's ugly
Yeah, ugly

Written by Eric Bazilian & Amanda Marshall ©2000
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner/Chappell (ASCAP) and
EB: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Mandolin, Banjo, Piano, Organ, Vocals

When I Was The Man

When I was the man I spoke my mind to Susan
I spoke my mind to Mary
I spoke my mind to Jane
I spoke my mind to Michael
I spoke my mind to Meredith
Yeah, it's good to be the man
Doing anything you do because you can to dull the pain

Oh, but when I was the man
All I wanted was to be a better man
The kind of man you'd run to
Oh, and when I was the man I was nothing like a man
And now I'm just a man
But I'm the man who loves you

When I was the man I thought that I was Jesus
I thought that I was Shakespeare, Casey at the bat
I thought I was the President
Though I'd won no election
Yeah, they said I was the man
All the way from Vineyard Haven to Japan
I was all of that

Oh, but when I was the man
All I wanted was to be a better man
The kind of man you'd run to
Oh, and when I was the man I was nothing like a man
And now I'm just a man
But I'm the man who loves you

Yeah, when I was the man
Maybe I was doing nothing like a man
But maybe I've begun to
'Cause when I was the man I was nothing like a man
And now I'm just a man
But I'm the man who loves you

Yeah, when I was the man I was nothing like a man
And now I'm just a man
The man who loves you

The man who loves you

Written by Eric Bazilian ©1999 (Thank you, Carly and Ben)
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner/Chappell (ASCAP)
EB: Guitars, bass, vocals
Ted Greenberg: Drums

Kid From Outer Space

There's a buzz in the line, there's a glow on the horizon
On the road to his brain from his eyes
They don't know what it is and they don't know what's behind it
But they love to sit around and theorise

He's just the kid from outer space
On a Mission From Beyond
His head is in a different place at any given time

Well, he stands pretty tall as he shakes his head in silence
But he seems kind of slow for his age
He's a thorn in the side of the Modern Men Of Science
With their coats and their rats in a cage

Yeah, he's the kid from outer space
On a Mission From Beyond
His head is in a different place at any given time
Yeah, he's the kid from outer space
And he's here but he's way, way gone
And every step that he will take is an uphill climb
He's just the kid from outer space...

It's warm little place with a peaceful kind of quiet
Where the sounds of the world disappear
When they're all in his face with their medicines and diet
And the nine letter words he doesn't hear
He doesn't hear
No, he doesn't hear them at all

He's just the kid from outer space
On a Mission From Beyond
His head is in a different place at any given time
Yeah, he's the kid from outer space
And he's here but he's way, way gone
And every step that he will take is an uphill climb
It's an uphill climb
It's an uphill climb
Yeah, he's the kid from outer space
But he don't mind

Whoo.

Written by Eric Bazilian ©1996
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner/Chappell (ASCAP)
EB: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Percussion, Vocals

Be My Woman

You never saw the Beatles perform
They packed it in before you were born
We listen to Imbruglia and Beck
You never even heard of T-Rex
Those guys broke up way back when
But I feel a little Woodstock again

Be my woman, be my friend
Be my shining light of love
Be my time and time again
Be my all of the above
Go wherever you will go
Go there with or without me
Be whatever you will be
But be my woman

I'll tell you what it is with the Stones
To me they suck without Brian Jones
But if you want to go that's okay
'Cause I promised you we'd see them someday
Well, I'm no Jagger, no indeed
But I'm all the Rolling Stone you'll ever need

Be my woman, be my friend
Be my shining light of love
Be my time and time again
Be my all of the above
Go wherever you will go
Go there with or without me
Be whatever you will be
But be my woman

I'm no poet, you got that right
But I feel a little Shakespeare tonight
Or maybe I'm just one more Basic Joe
Some two-bit-would-be Romeo
With nothing left to lose so here I go...

Be my woman, be my friend
Be my shining light of love
Be my time and time again
Be my all of the above
Go wherever you will go
Go there with or without me
Be whatever you will be
But be my woman, be my friend
Be my shining light of love
Be my time and time again
Be my all of the above
Go wherever you will go
Go there with or without me
Whatever you will be
You gotta be my woman
Be my woman
You can be whatever you will be
But be my woman

Written by Eric Bazilian ©2000
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner/Chappell (ASCAP)
EB: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Wurlitzer Piano, Percussion, Vocals

Fiddlesticks

You're the job I never wanted, you're the book I couldn't read
You're the sweetest piece of cake I'll ever beg for
Like an unexpected package that arrives when I'm not home
The most beautiful mistake I'll ever pay for

Oh, but I'm not looking for a lover
Got no time for valentines to send
Just to end up blind and dumb and deaf
With nothing gained and nothing left
But broken hearts and fiddlesticks again

Had I know where this was going, had I known where this might lead
Had I known the consequence of my decision
Well, yes, I knew where this was going
And I knew where this might lead
And I knew the consequence of my decision

Oh, but I'm not looking for a lover
Got no time for valentines to send
Just to end up blind and dumb and deaf
With nothing gained and nothing left
But broken hearts and fiddlesticks again

It's a game for no good reason
It's a game of hit and miss
It's a game for any season
Any fool will tell you this
It's a game with no beginning
It's a game without an end
And I never end up winning
But I always end up playing it again and again

Oh, but I'm not looking for a lover
Got no time for valentines to send
Just to end up blind and dumb and deaf
With nothing gained and nothing left
But broken hearts and fiddlesticks again
So one more time I'll end up blind and dumb and deaf
With nothing gained and nothing left
But broken hearts and fiddlesticks again
Broken hearts and fiddlesticks again
Yeah, broken hearts and fiddlesticks again
Oh, yeah.

Written by Eric Bazilian/Glenn Goss ©1999
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell/ASCAP
EB: Guitars, Bass, Wurlitzer Piano, Vocals
Davids Uosikkinen: Drums
Glenn Goss: Guitar Solo

Hopelessly, Relentlessly

In the dying days of summer
When a warm wind chills to cold
And the good things seem the hardest things to hold
You can feel the days get shorter
Or so it seems with every year
Wouldn't you think that we'd enjoy them when they're here

And the night is long
But it won't last forever
And I need you more when I'm alone
Than when we're together

There's a blind man on the corner
With a dollar in his hat
And a monkey that he swears is just a cat
And at Christman he'll be Santa
And we'll be his little elves
'Cause he knows we're all delusional ourselves

And the night is long
But it won't last forever
And I need you more when I'm alone
Than when we're together

Now the winter brings the harvest
And a table will be set
And the bittersweet will change to "we forget"
Oh, and the Blessings Of Our Fathers
We are thankful to receive
As we hopelessly, relentlessly, believe

That "we are all in this together"
And that "we never walk alone"
And that we fall in love and find a place called "home"
And maybe someone "up there" will remind us
That as far as we may fall
It wasn't hopelessly, relentlessly, at all

Oh, and the night is long
But it won't last forever
And I need you more when I'm alone
Than when we're together

Written by Eric Bazilian ©1999
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell/ASCAP
EB: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Synth, Organ, Vocals
Jena Kraus: Backing Vocal

Mind Going Down

It's good to see you in town again
Are you on your own or with a friend?
Guess you know I've always been there
You know my face from the five and dime
The dark haired kid with a stich in time
Don't you know, I've always been there
I've always been there

Time and again time goes around
I'm older then than we were now
But I still wouldn't mind going down with you
Going down

You got that face and you got that smile
You still look good, though it's been a while
Don't be shy, it's always been there
And all those things I forgot to say
My toungue got tied and you moved away
My, oh my, they've always been there
They've always been there

Time and again time goes around
We're older then than I was now
But I still wouldn't mind going down with you
Going down

Oh, going down
In my secret mind I'm going down with you
Going down, going down...

Time and again time goes around
I'm over then but we're still now
And I still wouldn't mind going down with you
Time and again time goes around
You hold the net and I'll jump down
And I still wouldn't mind going down with you
Going down with you
Going down

Written by Eric Bazilian/Glenn Goss ©1999
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell/ASCAP
EB: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Vocals
Glenn Goss: Bass, Vocals

The Optimist

Did you ever hold a gun in the palm of your hand
And wonder what it would be like to use it?
Has there ever been a time you considered a crime
But you didn't have the nerve to try?
Have you ever been afraid a decision you made
Was gonna turn around later and haunt you?
Have you ever had the thought that the candy you bought
Was gonna turn around and make you sick?

Have you ever made a stop for a minute to shop
And spent a bundle though you couldn't afford it?
Have you ever been amazed when the money you paid
Was really worth it at the end of the day?
Oh, if only we could fly like leaves in the sky
Coming down for an easy landing
Oh, if only we could swim like the fish in the stream
Never think about time of day

But it's hard to be an optimist sometimes
When the worst of possibilities keep running through your mind
It's a wonder anyone would even try
So count your blessings now, my love, in nickels and in dimes
Oh, I wish I was an optimist sometimes

Did you ever take a look in the mirror of life
And wonder who it was staring back at you
Did you ever stop to think how we're all on the brink
And it's a miracle we even survive
Oh, if only it was true and you would love me do
And we could live in a house by the ocean
Oh, if only we could know there was water below
When we close our eyes and take the dive

But it's hard to be an optimist sometimes
When the worst of possibilities keep running through your mind
It's a wonder anyone would even try
So count your blessings now, my love, in nickels and in dimes
Oh, I wish I was an optimist sometimes

Yeah, and will there ever come a time when my human mind
Will start believing there is more to live for
Than to wake up every day feeling old and in the way
Like an ant on an uphill climb

But it's hard to be an optimist sometimes
When the worst of possibilities keep running through your mind
It's a wonder anyone would even try
So count your blessings now, my love, in nickels and in dimes
Oh, I wish I was an optimist sometimes

Written by Eric Bazilian ©1996
Published by Human Boy Music/Admin. Warner Chappell/ASCAP
EB: Guitars, Bass, Synth, Vocals