MERRY SOLSTICE!

 

(1) DECEMBER SOLSTICE (2:44). 1

(2) IT ISN’T PERPENDICULAR (2:25). 2

(3) JOY TO THE WORLD (1:41). 3

(4) HG WELLS (2:21). 3

(5) SILENT NIGHT (4:35). 4

(6) DECK THE MALLS (1:56). 4

(7) THERE IS NO HELL (3:27). 5

(8) TWELVE HOURS OF SOLSTICE (3:34). 5

(9) O WHOLLY NIGHT (2:44). 6

(10) BARK IS THAT OF WHICH WE SING (3:08). 6

(11) GREEN CHEESE (5:04). 6

(12) O COME, DON’T BE WASTEFUL (5:16). 7

(13) COPYRIGHT WRONG (6:51). 8

(14) HAD NO LAWYA’ (2:40). 9

(15) HOLLY AND IVY DON’T RHYME (2:29). 10

(16) WE WISH YOU A MERRY SOLSTICE (2:01). 11

(17) MANGER MUSIC (2:26). 11

(18) O MODESTY (2:13). 12

(19) SOLSTICE TIME (4:18). 12

 

(1) DECEMBER SOLSTICE (2:44)

 

It’s here again that time of year, when Christmas songs abound

You can’t avoid the messages that many folks have found

Are worth believing tho’ they’re based on things like talking snakes

And virgin births and one/three gods. You see, for goodness sakes,

 

You can’t have a December Solstice without hearing a lot of songs

Of those who do base their religion on what others think are wrongs

You can’t have a December Solstice where those lovely tunes don’t come through

But we can sure change the lyrics so that we can enjoy them, too

 

You can return to celebrate the way it did begin

What human observation found, not mortal sin

To have real cheer, to join in song to find in life great fun

And recognize the solstice as we travel ‘round the sun

 

You can have a December Solstice where the message of what you hear

Is one that you, too, can agree with; where the words say it loud and clear

You can have a December Solstice where you’re with your buds outside

Just singing along with passion, using lyrics that lead to pride

 

You can hear the children caroling, and think that is great

If the pious words you hear, you just go translate

It is the time to glorify with cerebral zeal

The cycle of our world and all that we know to be real

 

You can have a December Solstice and rejoice in what you hear and see

It’s time now to play the music of the songs now newly made

So join this serenade, and march in the parade ... with me

 

 

 

(2) IT ISN’T PERPENDICULAR (2:25)

 

It isn’t perpendicular that our system is built

Which leads to plants that blossom yearly after which they wilt

That 23.3 degrees is such a perfect tilt

O Solstice of comfort and joy, comfort and joy

O Solstice of comfort and joy

 

That tilt leads to phenomena that really can amaze

For instance it explains why when we keep track of the days

There is a cycle of how long we bask in the sun’s rays

O Solstice of comfort and joy, comfort and joy

O Solstice of comfort and joy

 

By knowing of this tilt there is no need to postulate

That there is some divinity that brings about this state

It’s simple math and physics, isn’t science really great

O Solstice of comfort and joy, comfort and joy

O Solstice of comfort and joy

 

Let’s join in celebration of this moment now so clear

The understanding of why there are seasons through the year

So raise a glass and drink with splendid planetary cheer

O Solstice of comfort and joy, comfort and joy

O Solstice of comfort and joy

 

 

 

(3) JOY TO THE WORLD (1:41)

 

Joy to the World, when bored and glum, we all can start thinking

And that alone should bring pure bliss, delight and glee and happiness

And science and nature sing, And science and nature sing,

And science and science and nature sing

 

Joy to the World, and savor rain, let’s all its good employ

The rivers and the lakes we see, the recyclable energy

And science and nature sing, And science and nature sing,

And science and science and nature sing

Joy to the World, diversity is such a gift of life

But each time a person’s awed by logic that perchance is flawed

Let science and nature sing, Let science and nature sing,

Let science and science and nature sing

 

Joy to the world, we all can show respect to fellow men

By listening to what they say we all may find a better way

While science and nature sing, While science and nature sing,

While science and science and nature sing.

 

 

 

(4) HG WELLS (2:21)

 

Dashing through the snow, was a man they sought to slay

Couldn’t see him though, still they found a way

To know where he was. To detect his plan

His footprints showed his whereabouts. Farewell, invisible man

 

H.G. Wells. H.G. Wells. H.G. wore an “A”

When people said there’s a god he viewed them with dismay

H.G. Wells. H.G. Wells. H.G. wore an “A”

When people said there’s a god he viewed them with dismay

 

H.G. wrote a book. Wholesome and quite clean

You should take a look, at his “Time Machine”

It is great sci-fi, Lets us all explore

Travel in another realm and ponders what life’s for

 

[Chorus]

 

On the radio in 1938

Things at first were slow, then a moment great

The War of the Worlds sounded so sincere

Orson Welles made many quiver filling them with fear

 

[Chorus]

 

Can life be constrained? Can man take control

Is there good or bad? Does the human soul

Know what we should do, or where we should go

Will it all come true like on the Isle of Doc Moreau

 

[Chorus]

 

 

 

(5) SILENT NIGHT (4:35)

 

Silent night, wholly night. Nature calm, nature bright

What’s the origin of the sweet smile on an infant’s face so tender while

Ree sleeps in heavenly peace. Sleeps in heavenly peace

 

Silent night, wholly night. Stars above, shining bright

Stars and galaxies mark where we are. Times and distances so vast and far

Suns and planets are born. Suns and planets are born

 

Silent night, wholly night. Portal to nature’s might

Radiant energy boundless in space. Dusk and dawn the transitions to grace

We move forward on Earth. We move forward on Earth

 

 

 

(6) DECK THE MALLS (1:56)

 

Deck the malls with buyers’ folly. Stores have reason to be jolly.

Selling toys and gay apparel. Rack in money by the barrel.

 

Verse [Instrumental]

 

See the racing folks before us. So intent they do ignore us.

Each seeks to find hidden treasure. I’ll go shopping at my leisure.

 

Verse [Instrumental]

 

So many return their presents. Gee, it’s hard with all these peasants.

Fruitcakes make the rounds, Oh, Lordy! Here’s one that’s from 1940.

 

 

 

(7) THERE IS NO HELL (3:27)

 

There is no hell, That’s what we have to say

It’s as certain as certain can be – by the way

There’s no heaven as well, but of that do not weep

It is better than trusting in poop rather deep

No hell, No hell, No hell, No hell

Short is our time here so let’s live life well

 

If you ‘look up when it’s ‘late and you ‘think of each ‘star

‘Shining from ‘distances ‘and times so ‘far

Raining ‘down on the ‘Earth with the ‘most gentle ‘light

So ‘soft that they ‘are only ‘seen in the ‘night

No hell, No hell, No hell, No hell

Short is our time here so let’s live life well

 

Life is ‘not a cru’sade. There is ‘no divine ‘test.

‘Each of us ‘has to de’termine what’s ‘best

For the ‘here and for the ‘now. For ‘afterlife don’t ‘pray

The re’ward is just ‘what we all ‘make of each ‘day

No hell, No hell, No hell, No hell

Short is our time here so let’s live life well

 

 

 

(8) TWELVE HOURS OF SOLSTICE (3:34)

 

On the twelfth hour of Solstice, my true love gave to me

Twelve signs of the zodiac
Eleven demensional time-space
Ten months a-Roman
Nine standard planets
Eight now-official
Seven sisters in the Pleiades
Six Halley nebulae
Five Brahmin canons
Four yearly divisions
Three spatial axes
Two great celestial bodies 

And the knowledge to learn carefully

 

 

 

(9) O WHOLLY NIGHT (2:44)

 

Oh, wholly night, the stars are brightly shining

In a universe so cold and vast

We’ll get it right, as we continue mining

All the clues as to how it was cast

Here once again we’re going on a journey

‘Round the sun, we start another year

Crawl on your knees until at last you’re standing

In night is the sign. In night ideas are born

In night, so fine, in night ideas are born

 

 

 

(10) BARK IS THAT OF WHICH WE SING (3:08)

 

Bark is that of which we sing. It surrounds the last tree ring.

Sometimes thick and sometimes thin, bark protects what lies within.

Place a tree out side your home, with its xylem and its phloem

That’s a word that is a gem, not to-o be confused with phlegm

 

Bark is what we do now sing to, and it’s what the moss does cling to

When you hike or sally forth, moss on bark can show you north

Have you see the latest movie of how some bark’s really groovy?

Please be careful when you spark, it can catch fire, that lovely bark

 

Some may feel the saying’s trite, but bark’s bigger than its bite

And if with this you do quarrel, you’ll be placed before a gnarl

Or a branch or hump or knurl, knot, excrescence, bump or burl

So much can form from a stem, those who forget this, forget them

 

Bark is that of which we sing. It surrounds the last tree ring

Rings that tell how each tree grows. Not those one puts in rees nose

Injure bark and we do tear up. Darn you and your maple syrup

If you think that’s not a sin, try punching holes through your skin

 

 

 

(11) GREEN CHEESE (5:04)

 

Up in the sky there is no big guy who is watching us as we live our lives

And yet recall with no proof at all there are stories of how he connives

To teach the world to have flags unfurled as each group who claims to know him the best

Says there’s a sign of this thing benign, yet each other they hate and detest

 

Green cheese is what some have said is the substance that the moon is made of

Green cheese – what goes in a head to believe there’s some god up above?

 

Of course one sees there are mysteries and it sure is easy to just contend

There’s nothing finer than some designer who’s there to be everyone’s friend

And yet this master allows disaster to wreak its havoc and cause great pain

What sort of answer is drought and cancer, let’s all sing, again, the refrain:

 

Green cheese is what some have said is the substance that the moon is made of

Green cheese – what goes in a head to believe there’s some god up above?

 

Since we can think, let us never shrink from the chance to wonder and use our minds

The truest grace is to know the place of the truth in what each of us finds

As we discern and attempt to learn what is real and also what’s just a fake

For nature’s prism is skepticism that serves to avoid the mistake

 

Green cheese very few, indeed, don’t agree that claim is extremely odd

Green cheese, though, we know is real, which we can’t say at all about God

 

This doesn’t mean that what isn’t seen yet does not exist or that mankind knows

The secrets left or we’re not bereft of all that there remains to expose

And when at night, under stars so bright we can still be awed as the heavens soar

For as we see that reality we’ll rejoice as we clamor for more

 

Green cheese is a metaphor for the tendency to be lost in zeal

Green cheese, let us all adore the grand quest to discover what’s real.

 

 

 

(12) O COME, DON’T BE WASTEFUL (5:16)

 

Come, don’t be wasteful. Let us adore Earth.

Come, don’t be wasteful. Let us adore Earth.

Come, don’t be wasteful. Let us adore Earth. Ebm G

 

O come, don’t be wasteful. Cloy not with your comfort

The air of our children; leave-a-sweet bre-ath for them

Come see what’s golden, Don’t let it be sold and

Then come let us adore Earth, O come let us adore Earth

O come let us adore Earth Be nice to our ward

 

Sing to the ranges, Sing to barren deserts

Sing to the seas and to the blue skies above

Valleys so verdant, Jewels grown with fresh water

O come let us adore Earth, O come let us adore Earth

O come let us adore Earth. Be nice to our ward

 

Sunshine we greet thee, It’s a happy morning,
It is a joyous time of glory and light

Birds with their feathers, Songs free for our hearing

O come let us adore Earth, O come let us adore Earth

O come let us adore Earth. Be nice to our ward

 

 

 

(13) COPYRIGHT WRONG (6:51)

 

It’s all cold down along the beach. The wind’s whipping down the boardwalk.

Hey friend ... you know what time of year it is? It’s Solstice Time.

You been good right? Not infringing on anyone’s copyrights, are you?

Not using anyone else’s songs? Yeah, that’s the way to be.

We don’t want you adding to anyone else’s creativity.

 

You better watch out, You better just buy the songs I have out, I’m telling you why

Copyright is hanging around. Copyright is hanging around.

Copyright is hanging around.

 

We all got a list. We’re checking it twice. So cease and desist or you’ll pay the price.

Copyright is hanging around. Copyright is hanging around.

Copyright is hanging around.

 

It’s beginning to look a lot like Solstice, which comes with some bad news

When I asked if I could use this song to sing out a fine message strong

The ones who have control did just refuse

 

For Solstice comes but twice a year, and though for some it brings great cheer

For others we do tend to jeer the holidays we’re living when they’re devoid of giving

 

You can’t use some carols for Solstice though it’s giving they claim to praise

You can’t use some carols for Solstice or for any other days

One would hope that if more used their song they could just find pure delight

But it seems that that’s completely wrong because of copyright

 

Now I had it as my true mission to score a great rendition

Of some music I hoped would flow. They said no, they said no, they said no

 

“Well, why?” I asked (hoping for use that fair). “Ain’t it the season to love and share?”

The answer, straightforward, was, “We don’t care.

For profit, or because of spite, it’s ours to use: copyright.”

 

That made me mad, I was numb, dumb, bummed and glum

And not a little sad, numb, dumb, bummed and glum

Oh what I could have had, numb, dumb, bummed and glum

So I’ll use just a tad, numb, dumb, bummed and glum

Dumb, bummed and ...

 

You can’t use some carols for Solstice though the story of being kind

Was the message they claim of some Savior

So why, then, do we find that when oratory, sounds of glory fill the sky with light

There’s a message one could reckon wrong. That’s the copyright

 

So have yourself a very merry Solstice. Don’t be in despair

When you have ideas about which they don’t care

There still are lots of others who are glad to share

 

Copyright is hanging around. Copyright is hanging around

Copyright is hanging around

 

When I asked if I could use this song to sing out a fine message strong

The ones who have control did just refuse

 

For the music I hoped would flow. They said no, they said no, they said no

 

That made me mad, I was numb, dumb, bummed and glum

 

When you have ideas about which they don’t care

There still are lots of others who are glad to share

 

I’m dreaming that tonight Solstice will bring composers who invite

Others to provide new insight, and worship new ideas, not a copyright.

 

 

 

(14) HAD NO LAWYA’ (2:40)

 

Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no-o-o lawyer.

Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no-o-o lawyer.

George F. Handel would never complaineth

Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

George F. Handel would never complaineth

Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

 

George F. Handel would never complaineth

Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

 

George F. Handel would never complaineth

Singing done in this world is become. Singing done to reward a copyright, a copyright

Public domain forever and ever. Public domain forever and ever.

Public domain forever and ever. Public domain forever and ever.

 

Hear us sing – forever and ever. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

And us record – forever and ever. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

Hear us sing – forever and ever. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

And us record – forever and ever. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

Hear us sing – forever and ever. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

And us record – Hear us sing and us record

 

Public domain forever and ever. Hear us sing and us record

Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer. Had no lawyer.

Had no lawyer.

 

 

 

(15) HOLLY AND IVY DON’T RHYME (2:29)

 

When you write any song you control the words you use

And here is some advice: please take care with those you choose

Especially in how they sound, spend a bit of time

Ensuring when you rhyme them that they in fact do rhyme

 

The Holly and the Ivy is an example great

I know the song’s ‘bout Jesus, and they say he did not hate

But still it seems quite likely that Jesus kept a list

Of things like songs with poor rhymes, I’ll bet those got him pissed

 

Grown doesn’t rhyme with crown and choir doesn’t rhyme with deer

How couldn’t Jesus be mad, ‘twas his dad who made the ear

And tho’ I’m sure he digs being honored for his Power

I’ll bet he grabs antacids hearing Savior rhymed with flower

 

Perhaps whoever wrote that song drank more than ree should

When one’s intoxicated blood might seem to rhyme with good

It really is amazing that song that some adore

Has every pair of words out of rhyme: that’s four of four

So gather here and listen to what I have to say

When singing of some gods there is one thing that I pray

If you create some lyrics, please make sure that they’re fine

The message will be ruined if the words you use don’t rhy ...

 

 

 

(16) WE WISH YOU A MERRY SOLSTICE (2:01)

 

We wish you a Merry Solstice. We wish you a Merry Solstice.

We wish you a Merry Solstice and a Happy New Year.

Good tidings to you wherever you are. Good tidings for Solstice and a Happy New Year.

 

You might try some figgy pudding. You might try some figgy pudding.

You might try some figgy pudding, maybe with a good beer

Good tidings to you wherever you are. Good tidings for Solstice and a Happy New Year.

 

We’ll go now and hope you try some. We’ll go now and hope you try some.

We’ll go now and hope you try some, although suet’s to fear.

Good tidings to you wherever you are. Good tidings for Solstice and a Happy New Year.

 

We wonder now if you’ll try some. We wonder now if you’ll try some.

We wonder now if you’ll try some, and that wonder’s sincere.

We wish you a Merry Solstice. We wish you a Merry Solstice.

We wish you a Merry Solstice and a Happy New Year.

 

 

 

(17) MANGER MUSIC (2:26)

 

Sometimes there is music, a tune you may hear.

It sends out a message, but one that’s unclear

It may come with words that just fail to ring true

If that is a danger here’s what you can do

 

Remember that music, once deep in your mind

Has whatever meaning that you are inclined

To hear or discover, a melody grown

Inside you is magic and all yours to own

 

So feel the score ringing, it moves in your soul

With passion and value and you take control

For sure the composer had rees own intent

But now it is you who decides what ree meant

 

The beauty of music and all life as well

Is that when you have it, it’s you who can tell

Its reason for being, the power it stores

No matter who wrote it, life’s music is yours.

 

 

 

(18) O MODESTY (2:13)

 

O modesty, O modesty. Please leave me while I’m changing.

I have some parts you shouldn’t see, with age they’re rearranging.

My skin once soft is now like hide, my butt once trim is now quite wide

O modesty, O modesty, please leave me while I’m changing.

 

O modesty, O modesty. If I built up my body,

Perhaps I’d dress a bit more free and not wear clothes so shoddy

People might view me with great awe. Forget that gravity’s a law.

O modesty, O modesty, if I built up my body.

 

O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum. Intrusions in thine bladder.

O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum. You’ve gotten a lot fatter.

If I could do it I’d bequeath replacements for all your lost teeth.

O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum. Intrusions in thine bladder.

 

 

 

(19) SOLSTICE TIME (4:18)

 

Solstice time is when we all take stock of where we’re goin

As we start another of these trips around the sun

We marvel at the universe, how life-filled planets might disperse

But the blessing or, perhaps, the curse is we just know of one

 

Solstice time is when we all take stock of what we’re doin

Ask ourselves if what we think is right, perhaps, is wrong

The truth there is that’s yet to show, the loved ones that we’re watching go

As we travel on we ought to know the journey’s not that long

 

Why the battles? Why the fights? Why not calm and peaceful nights

When, in fact, it’s under our control

Look at every other face. Each with rees own style and grace

Can’t we in the human race be whole

 

Solstice time is when we all take stock of how we’re feelin

And of how our neighbors in this globe are feeling, too

Principle deserves a stand, but, then on the other hand

Giving in – although not planned – is something all can do

 

When the tears come to an eye, why not be the one to try

It’s not weakness to let anger cease

Do the riches and the gains, really undo any chains

When the price is lost or absent peace

 

Solstice time is when we all take stock of where we’re goin

And of whom, as we move on, we’d like to take along

Everybody has a choice, everybody needs a voice

In solstice let us all rejoice together we are strong.