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Randy Newman Album


Randy Newman's Faust (1995)
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LORD:
Will you pass on over?

ANGELS:
Yes, Lord.

LORD:
Will you all pass over?

ANGELS:
Yes, Lord.

LORD AND ANGELS:
Will you pass on over
And join the Lord?

LORD:
Have you been redeemed?

ANGELS:
Yes we have!

LORD:
Have you been redeemed?

ANGELS:
Yes we have!

LORD AND ANGELS:
Then you can pass on over...
You can join the Lord

LORD:
I see some hard times coming
Fire and wind and rain
Billions of people, all scared of each other
Hearts full of envy and anger and pain

There on the edge of darkness
People come together again
Standing on the platform
Waiting for the glory train

Get on the glory train
Get on the glory train
They'll be standing on the platform
Waiting for the glory train

Lift up your head and stand tall
Let faith be your only guide
With all that love inside you
Salvation cannot be denied
Just when the storm is breaking
Just when no hope remains
Rollin' into the station
Here comes the glory train

Get on the glory train
Get on the glory train
It's rollin' into the station
Bound for glory, bound for glory
Get on the glory train

DEVIL:
If I might intrude
Just for a moment
If only to inject a note of reality
On this festive occasion

In all my life
I don't believe I've ever heard such bullshit
Even from You
A master of bullshit
You know it
I know it
It's bullshit
Bullshit

All of the faith and prayer in the world
All of Your dumb show and circuses
You know it's a lie
It'll always be a lie
The invention of an animal
Who knows he's going to die

Some fools in the desert
With nothing else to do
So scared of the dark
They didn't know if they were coming or going
So they invented me
And they invented You
And other fools will keep it all going
And growing

Everybody!
We're a figment of the imagination
A beautiful dream, it is true
A figment of their imagination
Me and You
And You know it
Me and You

. . .


Everybody gather 'round me
I got somethin' I wanna tell you
Listen to me
When you're on the bottom like I am today
And those around you are losing faith in what you're trying to do
There is only one thing a man can say
You can't keep a good man down

There've been mistakes and I've made a few
But oh, what a price I had to pay
Yet still they try to push me around
But they can't keep a good man down

There may be times when I'm feelin' low
I lose sight of the dream
But that's alright 'cause soon I know
I'll be back on top again, runnin' things
Hey, hey

Treat a man like dirt
Give him no respect for who he is
Expect something dirty in return
Oh, they're flyin' high up there
But they got a lot to learn
Because you can't keep a good man down

They shame me, blame me
They're tryin' to frame me
But they can't keep a good man
They can't keep a good man
They can't keep a good man down
Whoa, whoa, whoa
They can't keep a good man
Down

. . .


ANGELS:
Oh, Lord
Oh, Lord

LORD:
Sorry ladies, to make you wait
There's a couple of Buddhists at the Pearly Gate
Asked for permission to come on board

ANGELS:
What'd you do Lord?

LORD:
I had to have 'em put out with the trash
Sing it!

ANGELS:
Oh Lord, how great our Lord
Oh Lord, how great our Lord

LORD:
Ladies, ladies
Why does the earth, glide by below
Like a great big rubber ball?

ANGEL:
It is like a rubber ball!
Why does the bird, fly through the sky
Why does the apple fall?

LORD:
Folks up here, ask me why
Things go badly down below
I tell them when they ask me why
I really do not know

ANGEL:
But you do know, don't you Lord?

LORD:
'Course I do! Sing it!

ANGELS:
Oh Lord, how great our Lord
Oh Lord, how great our Lord

LORD:
Folks up here, ask me why
Things go badly down below
I like to tell them when they ask me why
I really do not know

ANGEL:
But you do know, don't you Lord?

LORD:
'Course I do! Sing it!

ANGELS:
Oh Lord, how great our Lord
Oh Lord, how great our Lord
Oh Lord, how great our Lord
Oh Lord, how great our Lord
Oh Lord, how great our Lord

. . .


DEVIL:
I once knew a girl
Her name was Barbara
The cutest little muffin you have ever seen
I was livin' in St. Louis
At the Chase Hotel
And she lived there
With her mommy and her daddy
And her little brother Skipper
Who was just thirteen

CHORUS:
Just thirteen!

DEVIL:
She went to Church every morning
Said her prayers real loud every night
She was the best little girl
In the whole damn town

LORD:
Watch it, Devil.

DEVIL:
But you know I'm right
You know I'm right

One morning in the lobby
I whispered in her ear
"Honey, it's too hot today to go to school.
Whyn't you call up
That cute little lifeguard?
He's out by the hotel pool."
They drank all her daddy's whiskey.
They took all her momma's pills.
They were found the next day
Drowned in their own vomit
Poor little fool
Poor little fool

. . .


LORD:
In Ottawa, there is a custom
Before the boy becomes a man
He takes a drop of Northern courage
And swears he'll do the best he can
He swears he'll do the best he can

DEVIL:
Oh Northern boy
As thick as a tree
As dull as a butter knife

LORD:
Oh Northern boy
Clean of limb, clear of eye
Unfettered he lives, unfettered he'll die
The Nothern boy
Oh, Nothern boy
Saskatchewan
An endless prairie
Where the buffalo used to roam

DEVIL:
Only a man
Half-blind on whiskey
Would choose to make
This land his home
Would choose to make
This land his home

LORD:
Oh, Northern boy
As strong as an oak
As quick as a thunderbolt
To adventure he'll rise
The Northern boy
Can be gentle as a lamb

DEVIL:
And just like a sheep he will follow you
Whenever he can
The Northern boy

LORD:
The Northern boy
The Northern boy

. . .


FAUST:
Sometimes you know I think that I
Will surely go insane
Got suicide and murder
Runnin' in and out my brain
I dream of love, I dream of hate
I dream of death and pain
But no matter how I try
The dream remains the same
The same

All the little piggies
Up against the wall
All little piggies 'gainst the wall ('Gainst the wall)
One little piggy
Catch a bullet and he falls
Now there's one less piggy 'gainst the wall ('Gainst the wall)
Next little piggy
Gets a bullet in the eye (Bullet in the eye)
Last little piggy
Falls to his knees and cries
Then he's blown away, blown away
Blown away

Bless all the children of the world
Give us all a chance to grow and live
Give us all you have to give
Bless the children of the world

Bless the children of the world
We're the ones who'll have to carry on
Even though all hope is gone
Bless the children of the world

All we need is understanding
A sign to show us that you care
It isn't love that we're demanding
Just be there

Bless the children of the world
All we want is just to live our life
All we ask is to be free
Let it be
And bless the children of the world
Please bless us
Bless the children
Bless us
Bless the children of the world

. . .


MARGARET:
I was born in Gainesville, Florida
And my father was a tailor
And my mother ran a cafe near the university

I've a brother died aborning
And another who's a sailor
I've a sister who is older, and living on her own

I have tried all my life to be kind to others
Even when others were unkind to me
I've been told all my life when I found someone
He would look at me and I'd know

Are you really mine?
Are you really mine?
Does your heart glow
When you see me walkin' down the street, boy?
Do your eyes shine
When you know that we're about to meet
I don't think they do

I was born in Gainesville, Florida
And my father was a tailor
Andmy mother ran a cafe near the university
And she didn't raise a fool when she raised me

. . .


LORD:
When I'm feeling down
Worried about every little thing
I take a look around,
And this is what I say...

DEVIL:
Uh-oh.

LORD:
Relax, enjoy yourself
It's all just a glorious game
There're fruit trees growin' in an open field
And wild roses bloomin' down a country lane
Look around old chum
Slow it down old chum or you never will succeed
You never will succeed

DEVIL:
Oh, no! Look, I, I....

LORD:
Relax, enjoy yourself
It's all just a wonderful game
There are rivers, and forests
And mountains high
There's the deep green ocean
And the pale blue sky

Let it go and then, you will know, old friend
That you never will succeed
You never will succeed

ANGEL CHILD:
It must be very trying to be bad all the time
Vicious and cruel and mean
When there's so much beauty
All around us to be seen
And so very little time in which to see it all
And feel it all
So little time
Perhaps when you were little
No one held you in their arms
And told you that they loved you very much
Perhaps you were embittered
By your fall from grace

DEVIL:
How long have you been dead?

ANGEL CHILD:
Two months.

DEVIL:
Do you miss your friends?

ANGEL CHILD:
Yes, I miss them,
I've tried to make friends here, but it's hard

DEVIL:
You were a good girl
Cut down in your prime?

ANGEL CHILD:
Yes.

DEVIL:
The man who shot you in the head
In that Burger King in Tucson
Well, he never will be punished, you know
He will move to Big Pine, California
Become the richest man in Inyo County
While that may not be much, it's enough
When he dies
Sixty-five years from today
With his loved ones all around him
He'll be whisked right up to heaven
He won't pass go or have to wait
He'll just march right through the Goddamned gate
And why, you may ask yourself why
For thousands and thousands of years
I have asked myself why

LORD:
Faith. Contrition. Sincere contrition.
Confession. Sincere confession.

ANGELS:
Yes, Lord! Yes, Lord!

LORD:
Redemption. Absolution.
Those who seek Me shall find Me
In the case of this man,
Predestination.

My ways are mysterious
Sometimes even to myself
My ways are mysterious

DEVIL:
Relax, old chum, relax
It's only a glorious game that we're playing
And in a few more years
When I move up here
Things will never be the same!

Same! (Give it to me!)
Same! (Give it to me!)
Thank you.
Same!

. . .


MARTHA:
Life has been good to me
Got very few complaints so far
Life has been good to me
Hope you're as happy wherever you are

I got the blue sky, every mornin'
Big yellow moon at night
I always do whatever I want to
And everything I do, it always turns out right

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

Life has been good to me
Man, I would not change a thing
Life has been good to me
Can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring

In every life a little rain must surely fall
I'm here to say that there's a rainbow
Just around every corner

Life has been good to me
Well, I admit I've have a ball
Life has been good to me
I never worry 'bout nothin' at all

I've got some good friends, they adore me
Know how to treat me right
I got a good man waitin' for me
I've won every fight I've been in,
And it always turned out that I was right

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

Life has been good to me
Life has been good to me

. . .


LITTLE ISLAND
Randy Newman

In two long wars, my country bled
To save the world for everyone
As through the years, the fight we've led
Too long, we stood alone, too long alone
And when at last, the battle won
We asked for no reward
An empire gone
Two generations turned to blood and dust
Only the best were lost
Only the best

And now the years have passed
The times have changed
The foe is risen up
He stands astride the world
His dreams of conquest all fulfilled

Little island, little island
Glory lost in the mists of time
They will pay for what was done
To those of us who died so young
They will pay for what was done
Little island, little island
Little island

. . .


FAUST:
Absolute control
Absolute power
I don't have any power
I need power power power power power
Power power
Absolute obedience
To my every command
I want to be the man
I want to be the man
I want to be the man
I've got to got to got to

Bodyguards
I'm gonna have bodyguards
When I walk into a club
With my bodyguards
They'll excuse me
That's Mr. Faust's table you're sitting at
You can't sit there
'Scuse me, sir
That's Mr. Faust's chair your big ass is in
You can't sit there
'Scuse me motherfucker
Don't you understand motherfucker?

DEVIL:
He's the man

FAUST:
What?

DEVIL:
You're the man

FAUST:
I am?

DEVIL:
Yes, you are

FAUSTL
I'm the man?

DEVIL:
You're the man

FAUST:
I'm the man

Women will come
Women will go
Big tits, pretty little tits
I just don't know
Goddamn it I just don't know

Do I have your respect?

DEVIL:
Yes, you have it.

FAUST:
Do I have your admiration?

DEVIL:
You know you got it.

FAUST:
Do you get these good vibrations?

DEVIL:
Yes we do, you're the man.

FAUST:
I'm the man. I'm the man. I'm the man.
Money, power, control
Equals love

. . .


MARGARET:
There's something in his eyes that I like
He's got this hazy little smile he stole from a movie he saw
But I like him
He's a momma's boy for sure
It's their lips that give them away
So soft, so pink
My hero.
My little hero.

I believe that in the sky there shines a star for me
Clean and bright and shining like the sun shines
And when it seems that life was hard
Impossible to find your way
I thought about my star and kept on

Listen to your heart
It will tell you everything
Follow it wherever it would go

I believe that in the sky there shines a star
My special star
But I like this boy and I hope that he likes me
I like this boy and I hope that he likes me

. . .


DEVIL:
Let me be your lover boy
Just wanna hold your hand
Something we might both enjoy
Can you understand

Now I been waitin' for a long time
For you to tell me that you'd be mine
And honey I'm doin' the best I can
But I got to be your man
I got to be your man
I got to

That great big moon that shines
Down in the sky above
Remindin' me of love baby
Whoa, I'm really gonna give it to ya

And in our solitude
I hold you in my arms
Captivated by your charms
Whoa
Whoa, now you're gonna get it

When the mornin' sun comes up
I'll be there by your side
Fetch your coffee in your favorite cup
Do anything to keep you satisfied

Now people say this, people say that
People say they know where it's at
But the proof of the pudding is in the pan
And I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man
I gotta be it

There's somethin' you should know
Tell ya where I stand
Never gonna let you go
Yours to worship or command

I been waitin' for a long time
For you to tell me that you'd be mine
Honey I'm doin' the best I can
But I got to be your man
I got to be your man
I got to be your man

. . .



Something in your eyes
Makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself
In your heart

Something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling will last
The rest of my life

If you knew
How lonely my life has been
And how low I've felt for so long
If you knew
I wanted someone to come along
And change my world
The way you've done
It feels like home

Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm on my way back
Feels like home
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm on my way back
Where I'm from

With your embrace
Down a long dark street
And a sigh of wind in the night
It's alright
Cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see
The dark feels light

If you knew
How much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
If you knew
I wanted someone to come along
I never thought I'd love anyone
So much

Feels like home
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm on my way to where I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm on my way back to where I belong
Feels like I'm on my way back to where I belong


. . .


DEVIL:
Why don't you love me like you used to do?
Are you trying to break my heart?
I know there's somethin' goin' on with you
And whatever it is, it's tearin' me apart
I walk along the river every night
Tryin' to figure out why we fuss and fight
Is love once again to slip right through my hand?
Have you been messin' with another man?

I'm bleedin' all over the place
Bleedin' all over the place
I don't mean to be rude
But I'm in a pretty bad mood
Just take a look at my face

I'm bleedin' all over the place
Bleedin' all over the place
Someone call a doctor
We got a serious case
Of bleedin' all over the place

Why don't you love me like you used to do?
Tell me, what did I do wrong?
Seems like you're through with me
I wasn't through with you
My love for you is still very strong

I wander aimlessly, not knowing what to do
I've become quite shameless in my love for you
I'm tryin' real hard to understand
Have you been sleeping with another man?

I'm bleedin' all over the place
Bleedin' all over the place
Get me a witness
To record my disgrace
How I've been dishonored
Deceived and debased
Then someone get me a band-aid
Before I fall on my fuckin' face
'Cause I'm bleedin' all over the place

. . .


MARGARET:
Close your eyes now, little girl
They don't want to hear you cryin'
You never had a chance
You never had a chance

It's a great, big dirty world
If they say it's not they're lyin'
Sandman's coming soon
You know he's coming soon

Close your eyes and dream a little dream for you and me
Dream yourself a place where you can go
Baby, you never know

Close your eyes now, little girl
Go to sleep my little baby
Sandman's coming soon
You know he's coming soon

. . .


DEVIL:
I feel the hot wind blowin'
From the west to the east
I feel the hot wind blowin'
Can't get no relief

I feel the hot wind blowin'
Ev'ry day and ev'ry night
I feel my confidence growin'
And I know I'm gonna be alright

I see the volcanos
'Rupting and erupting
Red walls of fire

I got Corruption
Seduction
Destruction
Reproduction
I got Las Vegas in my mind
Seem like it's stuck up in there
Like it's been there for all times
You can take your desert
Goddamn it, give me mine
'Cause I got Las Vegas in my mind

Through these portals
Pass the rich and the famous
Through these portals
Pass the very best at what they do
Man, they're the greatest!
It's the land of giant women
But the little man is king
Here in Las Vegas
Man, they got ev'rything
Run with it

They got English girls
With legs so long
You gotta use a stepladder
To lick their love thing
And it's a family place, too, now
So bring the kids along
They're gonna have a real good time here

They got wild women from Borneo
Playin' the piano
In your bungalow
They got monkey women from the Amazon
Or something really funky
From the lands beyond
They're here in Las Vegas
They're here in Las Vegas
Las Vegas!
Boyzlibbininbakeyeyellavan!
Man, I'm speaking in tongues
Uruh. Uruh. Uruh.

. . .


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