THE RUBBER SOUL PROJECT 1

ALL TOGETHER ON THE WIRELESS MACHINE

We are left, we are right
We are black, we are white
We are higher anyone has ever been
All together on the wireless machine
All together on the wireless machine

We are fast, we are slow
We are real, don’t you know
We see further anyone has ever seen
All together on the wireless machine,
All together, oh yeah
All together, oh yeah

We are off, we are on
We are here if you want
You can join us now
if you know what I mean

We are up, we are down
We are red, we are brown
We are five, six, seven, eight, nineteen
All together on the wireless machine
All together on the wireless machine
All together, oh yeah
All together, oh yeah

HOME

Baby, let me take you home tonight
You don’t wanna be alone tonight
You know I will treat you right
If you let me take you home tonight

Baby let me take you home tonight
Let me love you let me hold you tight
You know I will treat you right
If you let me take you home tonight

Home is where you belong
Home where we’re never wrong
Home, you know my love’s still strong
Home, home, home, home, home

LITTLE EDDIE

One day, Little Eddie bought a guitar
He got a gig there in a public bar
But he couldn’t really get very far
And he fell down just like a shooting star.

Martha Davies
thought she knew how to sing
She knew she she’d do well
she consulted I Ching
She dreamt about the fame
and the big diamond ring
And got surprised
by what her life had to bring

Lucky people do you know where they are?
Lucky people, I can’t see them around
Lucky people in their brand new cars
Lucky people, do you see them around?

Rev’rend Johnson has closed for the night
Than he dropped in just to grab him a bite
And in the bottle, finally, he saw the light
He tried to pray but he couldn’t
just quite.

I SHOULD LIKE TO LIVE UP A TREE

You and me, we’re drinking tea
Beneath the clouds floating silently
And all I know
and all I can see is that
I should like to live up a tree
No better place for me to be
I should like to live up a tree
But I won’t like you there with me

You and me, we think we’re free
While others run, oh so stubbornly
But they all just refuse to see that
I should like to live up a tree
No better place for me to be
I should like to live up a tree
But I won’t like you there with me

Riding the branches so fearlessly
Watching the leaves rusting endlessly
Scrapbook of mem’ries there on my knees
I should like to live up a tree

SHIRLEY’S WILD ACCORDION

I saw her standing on the corner of a street
In the hot summer sun
with no one there to meet
She nodded, smiled
and played me a song
Of love, hate and passion
I listened to her
then took her along

And even today when I listen
To the wind of winter
all alone
I think I hear
I think I still hear
Still I think I hear
Shirley’s wild accordion

Well, she stayed with me
only for a night or two
Then left with no goodbye
I swear this is true
I ran around
and I tried to bring her back
But accordion music always
took me on the wrong track

COLLIDING CIRCLES

I have seen you standing there
Golden light danced in your hair
Beneath the sun
Then your eyes uncaptured mine
Girl out of space and out of time
That’s all you’ve done

Colliding circles, colliding circles
Colliding circles all around me
all night long
Colliding circles, colliding circles
Colliding circles like the stars
that shine so strong

Our hearts are moving in colliding circles
Our lips are touching in an endless kiss
Our love is burning in colliding circles
There’ll never be another love like this

WHAT’S THE NEW MARY JANE

What’s the new Mary Jane?
Doesn’t she feel the shame?
Did she not forget my name?
What’s the new Mary Jane?

Many years went rolling by
I forgot to laugh and cry
Still I really don’t know why
Many years went rolling by

What’s the new Mary Jane?
Did she ever feel the pain?
Or the tears that fell like rain?
What’s the new Mary Jane?

HEATHER

Heather
I really should have known better
Right from the moment I met her
It’s easy now for you to say

Heather, Now what I have is
just her letter
I’ve made a mistake when I let her
Take my heart away

I was looking for a girl
who’d fit into my world
Now I don’t know what to do
Do you, do you?

Heather
Now it really doesn‘t matter
Please, tell me how to forget her
Night and day, night and day

I’m still looking for a girl
who’d fit into my world
Now I don’t know what to do
Do you, do you?

Heather, m-m, Heather, ooh

WHEN I COME TO TOWN

I left some years ago
with an itch in my feet
But I’m coming back to my
old Mersey street
They tried to break my wings
tried to push me and shove
But they couldn’t really do it, girl
because of your love
Now, no one’s gonna touch me
Yeah, they won’t bring me down
There’s gonna be some action
When I come to town

We’re gonna have a party
we’re gonna have a ball
Call up all my neighbors, yeah,
invite them all
We’ll play some good old lovesongs,
we will sing, dance and cheer
It’s time to tell the whole town
that I’m finally here

BOUND BY LOVE

She’s lost, she’s found
She’s so profound
She gives, she takes
She laughs, she brakes
She runs, she hides
She takes no sides
She got no style
But I like her smile

Oh, mister,
Have you seen my baby
She’s bound by love
And I don’t mean maybe
She’s bound by love
Bound by love, oh yeah
Have you seen my baby

She’s strong, she’s weak
She’s smooth, she’s slick
The way she walks
The way she talks

INDIAN ROPE TRICK

When was the first time
you tried to climb
Above the clouds
where the sun always shines
Did you feel happy
when the Lord made you quick
Teaching you how to do
the Indian rope trick

Souring up high
with strange word in your head
Making you sorry
and wish you were dead
Did you remember
last month or last week
To practise the Lord’s Indian rope trick.

Climbing alone
to the height of the heights
You might feel dizzy or feel a bit sick
But you must remember
there is a safe way down
If you don’t mess up doing
the Indian rope trick.

FOUR NIGHTS IN MOSCOW

You know, my baby well she likes it a lot
To run away, leave me angry and hot
There’s always other places she’s gotta see
Whole lotta scenes she visits ’lone without me

But I’m still trying, I won’t give up the fight
Someday I’ll find her well you know that I might
I got a ticket , I just bought it today
And when I catch her she will ask me to stay

Four nights in Moscow, or three days in Rome
Weekend in Baghdad, well she wasn’t alone
Four nights in Moscow, I was losing my mind
Because she told me , ’bout her tickets to ride

I’m tired of planes, trains are making me sick
I think I know where she’ll be going next week
I’ll call my agent tell him book me the flight
I’ll found my honey I’ll be holding her tight.

THINKING OF LINKING

Waiting for the bus
Standing in the queue
Cold drizzle running down your neck.
You wonder what’s the fuss, what you’re gonna do
And when she will be coming back.

You think you’ve cross the line
And you’re feeling kind of blue
While the rain is painting whole world gray
You are waiting for the sign
You are waiting for the clue
You are looking for the things to say.

Just when you think there’s nothing left to do
Nowhere left to go
Try thinking of linking with somebody new
Somebody who will know

Now you’re feeling like a clown
And you think it’s all in vain
And that no one ever can be right
Just because she let you down
And you’re crying now in pain
Remember, don’t give up the fight.

’Cause when you think there’s nothing left to do
Nowhere left to go
Try thinking of linking with somebody new
Somebody who will know

WATCHING RAINBOWS

There are places where I’d like to be, after all is said and done
There are people that I’d like to see, after all my songs are sung
I’m waiting for the time to come, and I know I wont be sorry
Watching rainbows all day long… watching rainbows

Girl you’ll always be my love, no one else could be like you
And when the sun comes up my love (oh, my love)
I’ll tell you what we’re gonna do
We’ll be waiting for the time to come
And we’ll know we wont be sorry
Watching rainbows all day long… watching rainbows

RUBBER SOUL

Remember the times
When you were so small
Your feelings kept bouncing like
The ball on the wall
You didn’t know nothing
Now you know it all
But all you are left with is this
Rubber soul.

You dig Mother Mary
You dig Father Paul
Sometimes you think that you
Can dig rock & roll
But listen, my friend
Don’t whine, cry and call
You’ll never own
nothing but this
Rubber soul.

Standing on the highest top
You have to chose the flight or fall
If you ever wanna stop
The hands that squeeze your
Rubber soul.