tHE pENTAGONIST

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Retro Jazz Rock Alternative Blues Pop Space Jam in 3D, weird but cool, freaky but fluffy, not naughty, not nice. The Lo-Fi Technicolor Dream Edition.....of sweet streaming consciousness musing from guitar guru soupafreek.....Mark Alan Dooley

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released February 1, 2011

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Track Name: tHE pENTAGONIST
Instrumental
Track Name: funky is as funky does
I saw you down
In French Quarter town
Oh Vieux Carre she say you been hangin round
Lookin to buy a little piece of me
I got to say hey bay bay baby I'm not free baby
not free yeah

she said
Funky is as funky does
I'm alive because
everything can be for sale
believe you me
It never fails it never fails

That’s right

On the bayou fool
What I’ve seen what you can do
can’t get along alone
no no
she said I'd invite you in
to have a night of sin
She said I'm the devil's daughter
Watch me walk on that water

Well I got me so fine
and what is your's is mine
She's a bayou child
bijou le mon (my jewel)
vi se da vita (if there be life)
Gonna do the entire Creole song
I say my my my my
When that girl gives me the evil eye

Funky is as funky does

Well I got me and mine
they call her Miss Divine
Oh yeah

Break it on down Bouffy

Showin the love

take off the gloves...
Track Name: December Moon
We stood under the night
watching the stars flow through the sky
I turned around to look at you
Moonlight was in your eyes
I heard a night bird call
you asked me if I knew the song
I sang the dish ran away with the spoon
under the white December moon

Under the white December moon
So many years so long behind
Still your face I see in my mind
We’ll find the place we were in tune
under the white December moon

I still remember the perfect time
when your heart beat next to mine
I'll sing you the childish little riddle
of how the cat ran away with the fiddle
and how the little dog laughed and at whom
and how the cow jumped over the moon

under the white December moon
so many years so long behind
still your face I see in my mind
we’ll find the place we were in tune
under the white December moon

the mystery and the warmth of
the lonely memory of love
because I never will forget her
but no moment lasts forever
Track Name: Shut Up
Yeah. Uh-huh.
Yes, I heard you.
Ok, but.. but..
Look.. wait a minute now..

Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.

What was God thinking
Up in Heaven?
Gave you a mouth.
Dialed it to eleven.

Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.

Verse 1:
When we met I thought you’d be a
Sweet companion.
Went on a picnic out to
Echo Canyon.
You talked so much about
Your mom’s phlebitis,
The canyon got laryngitis.

Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.

Yeah. I know..
Uh-huh.
Yes. I’m listening.
Yes, I heard you.

Chorus:
Baby, I’m pleading,
Dial it back a notch.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.
My ears are bleeding,
It’s too much talk.
Please, enough.
Just shut up.

Verse 2:
You talk more than fifty
Other women.
I’m afraid to try and
Take you swimming.
If the water’s deeper
Than your mouth,
Girl, you’re gonna drown.

Bridge:
Last night I swear I had the greatest dream.
We’re walking on the moon, just you and me.
And every time you tried to say a word,
The lack of air meant you could not be heard.

Yeah. Uh-huh
But.. Ok, but..
No, that’s not what I..
Ok, now wait..
It’s just that..
Could I just say..

Verse 3:
Once the CIA thought
You were a spy.
Tapped your phone. They gave up,
That’s no lie.
It wasn’t worth it, yeah they
Had their doubts
From all the tape recorders
You wore out.

Verse 4:
Blew my brains out,
Ended up in Hell.
I was worried but it
Turned out swell.
All these tortured souls that
Scream like mad.
After you, it’s really
Not so bad.
Track Name: with good intentions
They say that the world
is round like a ball
they say that the sky
rules over all
they say that the air
was meant to be breathed
they say that a heaven's
what you believe

Am I on the way
the way of the Tao
am I on the road
to the here and now
am I on the trail
that leads to the heart
am I at the end
or the start

I try to be strong
I try to be kind
I try to make up
for myself my own mind

With good intentions

When everything works
you know you were right
when everything fails
you know you were wrong
throughout the day
and into the night
you gotta keep walking
although the road is so long
Track Name: The Plan
Wandering through life
Nowhere to go
Lost my direction
So many years ago
A music man without a plan
Will never go far
(2)
I look around in every town
This is what I see
Blank faces, empty eyes
They all look like me
(3)
Need to find my way
So maybe one day
I can hitch my wagon to a star
Make some people smile
They’ll come listen for awhile
And when they walk away
I’ll hear them say
This guy is going far
(chorus)
From honky tonk cafes
To the grand old opry stage
Guitar in my hand
I finally have a plan
(4)
Now my name is in lights
No more aimless nights
I’ve reached up so high
Can finally touch that star in the sky

“The Plan” Lyrics by Darlene P. © Jan 11, 2011
Track Name: Sunny Monday
she left
a message Sunday
and she said
she'd take my name
I can't wait
until tomorrow
she's riding on the midnight train
and then I will be happy again

o sunny Monday
o sunny Monday
I knew that one day
that all my dreams
would somehow come true

o sunny Monday
o sunny Monday
I hope that someday
what happened to me
could happen to you

last year
she went to find out
if she could
live life alone
I can't wait
until tomorrow
she told it on the telephone
she's happy to be coming home
and so

o sunny Monday
o sunny Monday
I knew that one day
that all my dreams
would somehow come true

o sunny Monday
o sunny Monday
I hope that someday
what happened to me
could happen to you
Track Name: She'll Fly Away
Although she said she’d stay
all the summer through
She said she’d stay with you
but you know it isn't true

The woman is a mystery
but that is as it’s meant to be
As has been true through history
Through these many centuries

Although she’s here today
Someday she’ll fly away
Don’t try to ask her why
You know she’s got to fly

She'll fly away
she'll fly away
Don’t say don’t go
Don’t try to say, no no no

She'll fly away
she'll fly away
don't say don't go
She is more than you will ever know…
Track Name: The Why Of It
She will be the death of me
The Queen of my insanity
Look at her you will see
What all women want to be

You know I want to get some too
Got a thing for you know who
I couldn't name it if I knew
Can't you see what I'm telling you?

I just can't get used to it
The finger writes and having writ
I don't know the why of it, why of it
Is it real or counterfeit?

Why of it
Why of it
Why of it
Why of it
Is it real or counterfeit?

One more time
Two more crimes
Three more shames
Four again
One more time
Two more crimes
Three more shames
Four again

She’s moving on to better things
Go backstage and hear her sing
She is up for anything
I’m a bell she likes to ring

I just can't get used to it
The finger writes and having writ
I don't know the why of it, why of it
Is it real or counterfeit?

One more time
Two more crimes
Three more shames
Four again
Track Name: A Girl Like That
Verse 1:
Veronika was a dancer.
A refugee from the Ukraine;
The Motherland of those with nothing.
She’ll never go back there again.
She looked just like a school girl,
If school girls carried guns.
Worked her way on past the Lincolns
Right up to the Benjamins.

Chorus:
A stone cold Russian angel.
Eyes just like a jungle cat.
So much more than you can handle.
Hard to find a girl like that.

Verse 2:
Bobby T, he drove a taxi.
Bounced the club on Friday nights.
Got all sweet on Veronika.
You could see it in his eyes.
They ran a low key escort service.
Bobby did what he did best:
Transportation and protection.
Veronika did the rest.

Chorus:
All those hungry Russian winters.
Not a single ounce of fat.
She looked just like a school girl.
Hard to find a girl like that.

Verse 3:
One night a new John started bragging
‘Bout dirty deals and jobs he’d done.
Lots of cash in secret places.
Enough to live life on the run.
Veronika pulled her pistol.
A nickel plated Tokarev.
They talked about those secret places.
She pulled the trigger, shot him dead.

Chorus:
All those hungry Russian winters.
She had to watch out for the rats.
Take ‘em out with just one bullet.
Hard to find a girl like that.

Verse 4:
Veronika screamed for Bobby.
Then she hid behind the door.
Shot him with the John’s revolver.
Arranged the bodies on the floor.
You know the D.A. had suspicions.
Smelled a hungry Russian rat.
He’ll never take her deposition.
It’s hard to find a girl like that.

Outro:
Hard to find a girl like that.
Hard to find a girl like that.
You can’t find a girl like that.
Took the cash and kept on moving.
You can’t find a girl like that.
Never find a girl like that.
Never find a girl like that.
Track Name: Dancing in the Carnaval
Dancing in the Carnaval
oh what a sound we made
dancing for the sake of dance
dancing in the big parade

you can be most anything
anything you wanna sing
you can be whatever who
anything you wanna do

every year
we get away
dressing up
and having fun
what happens here
is what will stay
but until then
we gotta run

tomorrow we
go back to work
but the boss
is such a jerk
but if work
we wanna shirk
we can go
to Carnaval

Ipanema Banda play
you don't see them every day
coming from so far away
Ipanema Banda say

Dancing in the Carnaval
dancing in the Sambadrome
if you don't already know
Rio is the place to go!

every year
we get away
dressing up
and having fun
what happens here
is what will stay
but until then
we gotta run

tomorrow we
go back to work
but the boss
is such a jerk
but if work
we wanna shirk
we can go
to Carnaval

Dancing in the Carnaval
oh what a sound we made
dancing for the sake of dance
dancing in the big parade

you can be most anything
anything you wanna sing
you can be whatever who
anything you wanna do

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