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Fifteen Minutes Of Fame 

1. FIFTEEN MINUTES OF FAME 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

There's something about the way you look at me

Something I just can't explain

Everyday now seems brand new

One day sunshine one day rain 

Everything changed Everything changed Everything changed

My life will never be the same

Fifteen minutes of fame

 

Your decision to pursue me

Must be based on risk reward

I can hardly pay attention

I don't know why I get so bored

Everything changed Everything changed Everything changed

My life will never be the same

Fifteen minutes of fame

 

My life will never be the same

Fifteen minutes of fam

 

 

2.LIVE IN A WORLD WITHOUT LOVE

(Steve Vozzolo)

 

No one calling on the phone

No one knocking on my door

Nobody that I know

Comes around here anymore

I try to forget that I'm alone

I leave the television on

Everybody that I knew is long gone

I must learn to live in a world without love 

I must learn to live in a world without love

I must survive in a world without love

 

It gets kind of strange out late at night

Nobody even knows my name

I guess everybody that was coming

Already came

I try not to care that I'm alone

I leave the television on

Everybody that I loved is long gone

I must learn to live in a world without love 

I must learn to live in a world without love

I must survive in a world without love

 

There are a lot of things I remember

But I don't think about the past

I let tomorrow be tomorrow

Try to make each moment last

 

I must learn to live in a world without love 

I must learn to live in a world without love

I must survive in a world without love 

 

 

3. THE EXPLODING PLASTIC INEVITABLE

(Steve Vozzolo)

 

The scream of the electric violin

The thunder and lightning of the guitars

The pounding, pounding of the drums

The singer sings the songs

 

Colored lights swirling everywhere

Images flashing on the screens

Dancers float across the floor and improvise

Men and women do unspeakable things

 

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

Fade to black, fade to black

 

In the morning coffee and cigarettes

Thoughts of suicide

Night is falling, I am getting  dressed

I'm going out tonight

 

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

Fade to black, fade to black 

 

 

4. MISS SATURDAY NIGHT

(Steve Vozzolo)

 

You're out with your friends

You're feeling all right

You're looking so good

You're looking so fine under the city lights

It's Saturday night

 

All right Miss Saturday night

All right Miss Saturday night

 

Oh, it's your cell phone

Can't hear what their saying

See you later

You order a purple champagne

No sign of rain

 

All right Miss Saturday night

All right Miss Saturday night 

 

Please forgive me for the way I stare 

I'm intoxicated by your perfume swirling through the air 

I need to talk with you but I don't think I'd dare 

I need to see you again anytime anywhere 

If I can just get lucky I might catch your eye 

Wish upon a star under the night time sky 

They say that falling in love is the ultimate high 

Stranger things have happened on a Saturday night 

 

All right Miss Saturday night

All right Miss Saturday night 

 

 

5. THE BEAT THE BEAT 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

The beat the beat - Beatitude

Dancing on the edge of the world

The beat the beat - Beatitude

Dancing on the edge of the world

Lovers, lions and clowns

Let's send them out looking for planets

Hope they find a place called home

 

The heart the heart - Gratitude

Searching for a place in the sun

The heart the heart - Gratitude

Searching for a place in the sun

Lovers, lions and clowns

Let's send them out looking for virgins 

Hope they find a place called home

 

We're going from heaven down to the sea

We're on an expedition following the light

When I asked for an answer all they said to me

Is we're going from heaven down to the sea 

 

 

6. KNIVES GUNS AND THE CROSS 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

 Knives, guns and the cross

Sometimes they tell the story of a life

Knives, guns and finally the cross

The story of a life

 

Hey, be careful there's a sharp blade on that knife

Wouldn't want to see you cut somebody

It was just last week a man got cut out on the street

That man nearly lost his life

 

Knives, guns and the cross

Sometimes they tell the story of a life

Knives, guns and finally the cross

The story of a life

 

Hey, be careful that gun is loaded

Wouldn't want to see you shoot somebody

It was just last week a man got shot out on the street

That man nearly lost his life

 

I would not say I am a religious man

I always genuflect before the cross

I say my rosary beads and I wear my crucifix

And I pray for the souls of the lost

 

Knives, guns and the cross

Sometimes they tell the story of a life

Knives, guns and finally the cross

The story of a life 

 

 

7. THE SADDEST MAN ALIVE 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

I wonder what it's like to be the saddest man alive?

Is it true that a man can die from a broken heart?

I wonder what it's like to be completely without hope?

What can a man do when his world has fallen apart?

 

These are the events that will eventually lead to my demise

I predict that the day after I die the sun will rise

 

I wonder what it's like to be the last man left on earth?

Is it true that a man can die from being alone?

I wonder what it's like to walk down a city street and the only sound you hear Is the wind blowing through the caverns of glass, steel and stone? 

 

These are the events that will eventually lead to my demise

I predict that the day after I die the sun will rise

 

I wonder what it's like to be the saddest man alive?

Why is everybody trying so hard to make a claim on God?

I have given this some thought I am not afraid to die

I think you're being kind by describing my behavior as just a little bit odd

 

These are the events that will eventually lead to my demise

I predict that the day after I die the sun will rise 

 

 

8. I THINK EVERYBODY SHOULD BE A MACHINE 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

How do you square that circle?

How do you circle that square?

How do we learn to be ourselves

When there are cameras everywhere?

Maybe it's something about the way we are wired

We hardly work at all but we're always still tired

I get so bored staring at that screen

I think everybody should be a machine

I think everybody should be a machine

 

I have never really been in love

I have never had a broken heart

I love being with you all of the time but,

I never think about you when we're apart

Maybe it's something about the way we are wired

We hardly work at all but we're always still tired

I waste so much time lost in a day dream

I think everybody should be a machine

I think everybody should be a machine

 

The world would be a better place to live

We could walk the streets at night

No need to take no need to give

Raise your hand if you think it's alright

 

I think everybody should be a machine

I think everybody should be a machine 

 

 

9. ALL LIVE TOGETHER LOVE ONE ANOTHER 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

 Our work is not done here

We must work hand in hand

Remain strong and united

Be willing to take a stand

Some people think the things I say

Are just platitudes and old clichés

Please please believe me when I say  (hey)

We must learn to all live together

We must learn to love one another

 

We must commit to participate

Consider ourselves a new creation

From time to time we will congregate

Build a brand new world from our imagination

Many things that people say

The dreams we speak of and share today

Shall live for generations never fade away  (hey) 

We must learn to all live together

We must learn to love one another

We must learn to love… (love, love, love) Love

 

Some will choose to isolate

But I believe in my heart that this is our time

A good idea just can’t wait

Good poetry does not have to rhyme  (no no)

Many things that people say

The dreams we speak of and share today

Shall live for generations never fade away  (hey) 

We must learn to all live together

We must learn to love one another

We must learn to love… (love, love, love) Love 

 

 

10. HER FAVORITE COLOR IS BLUE 

(Steve Vozzolo) 


I want to send her flowers

I know her favorite color is blue

I want to wipe away her tears

I know I can't break through

She's a whisper in the morning

She's thunder in the night

She's a single burning candle

She's fire in the sky

She spins around and around

She lives in her dreams, she can't be found

I want to send her flowers

I know her favorite color is blue

 

She's right where I can see her

Before my eyes she disappears

She's right there when I need her

She drifts into the atmosphere

She's barefoot in the garden

Draped in velvet, lace and pearls

She's a complicated woman

She's a spoiled little girl 

She spins around and around

She lives in her dreams, she can't be found

I want to send her flowers

I know her favorite color is blue

 

She stands there in the darkness

Colors flash before her eyes

She dances in the silence

To the music in her mind

 

I still love her, I'll always love her

I want to send her flowers, I know her favorite color is blue 

 

 

11. CONSTANT TALKING 

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Constant talking - conversations - unseen beings

Imaginary objects on the wall

Constant talking - hallucinations - waking dreams

Unexplained shadows in the hall

If everybody knew all the thoughts I thought

All the things I have said when I was all alone

If everybody knew if I ever get caught

Spectral voices in my head from places unknown

You may think these are just words and rhymes

Pray they’re not the headlines in the New York Times

I am quite insane please lock me up in a cell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell

 

Constant talking  (yeah)

These pills aren’t working  (yeah)

Constant talking  (yeah)

I can’t stop drinking  (yeah)

 

Constant talking - conversations - unseen beings

Imaginary objects on the wall

Constant talking - hallucinations - waking dreams

Unexplained shadows in the hall

If everybody knew all the thoughts I thought

All the things I have said when I was all alone

If everybody knew if I ever get caught

Spectral voices in my head from places unknown

You may think these are just words and rhymes

Pray that someday they’re not horrifying crimes

Can you keep a secret promise never to tell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell 

 

 

12. CHRISTMAS IS BREAKING MY HEART AGAIN 

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

They’re singing about a silent night 

They’re singing about a holy night

They’re singing about a Virgin Mother and Child

Christmas is breaking my heart again

 

Tonight is Christmas Eve

I am home alone

There’s a candle in the window no call on the phone

Christmas is breaking my heart again

 

I love my Christmas tree

Red green silver and gold

The fire burns brightly outside it’s frightfully cold

Christmas is breaking my heart again

Christmas is breaking my heart again

 

 

13. WALKING THROUGH THE ART SHOW

All Songs Words & Music written by Steve Vozzolo 

 

Fifteen Minutes Of Fame 

 

1. FIFTEEN MINUTES OF FAME 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

There's something about the way you look at me

Something I just can't explain

Everyday now seems brand new

One day sunshine one day rain 

Everything changed Everything changed Everything changed

My life will never be the same

Fifteen minutes of fame

 

Your decision to pursue me

Must be based on risk reward

I can hardly pay attention

I don't know why I get so bored

Everything changed Everything changed Everything changed

My life will never be the same

Fifteen minutes of fame

 

My life will never be the same

Fifteen minutes of fam

 

 

2.LIVE IN A WORLD WITHOUT LOVE

(Steve Vozzolo)

 

No one calling on the phone

No one knocking on my door

Nobody that I know

Comes around here anymore

I try to forget that I'm alone

I leave the television on

Everybody that I knew is long gone

I must learn to live in a world without love 

I must learn to live in a world without love

I must survive in a world without love

 

It gets kind of strange out late at night

Nobody even knows my name

I guess everybody that was coming

Already came

I try not to care that I'm alone

I leave the television on

Everybody that I loved is long gone

I must learn to live in a world without love 

I must learn to live in a world without love

I must survive in a world without love

 

There are a lot of things I remember

But I don't think about the past

I let tomorrow be tomorrow

Try to make each moment last

 

I must learn to live in a world without love 

I must learn to live in a world without love

I must survive in a world without love 

 

 

3. THE EXPLODING PLASTIC INEVITABLE

(Steve Vozzolo)

 

The scream of the electric violin

The thunder and lightning of the guitars

The pounding, pounding of the drums

The singer sings the songs

 

Colored lights swirling everywhere

Images flashing on the screens

Dancers float across the floor and improvise

Men and women do unspeakable things

 

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

Fade to black, fade to black

 

In the morning coffee and cigarettes

Thoughts of suicide

Night is falling, I am getting  dressed

I'm going out tonight

 

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

The exploding plastic inevitable

Exploding in my mind

Fade to black, fade to black 

 

 

4. MISS SATURDAY NIGHT

(Steve Vozzolo)

 

You're out with your friends

You're feeling all right

You're looking so good

You're looking so fine under the city lights

It's Saturday night

 

All right Miss Saturday night

All right Miss Saturday night

 

Oh, it's your cell phone

Can't hear what their saying

See you later

You order a purple champagne

No sign of rain

 

All right Miss Saturday night

All right Miss Saturday night 

 

Please forgive me for the way I stare 

I'm intoxicated by your perfume swirling through the air 

I need to talk with you but I don't think I'd dare 

I need to see you again anytime anywhere 

If I can just get lucky I might catch your eye 

Wish upon a star under the night time sky 

They say that falling in love is the ultimate high 

Stranger things have happened on a Saturday night 

 

All right Miss Saturday night

All right Miss Saturday night 

 

5. THE BEAT THE BEAT 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

The beat the beat - Beatitude

Dancing on the edge of the world

The beat the beat - Beatitude

Dancing on the edge of the world

Lovers, lions and clowns

Let's send them out looking for planets

Hope they find a place called home

 

The heart the heart - Gratitude

Searching for a place in the sun

The heart the heart - Gratitude

Searching for a place in the sun

Lovers, lions and clowns

Let's send them out looking for virgins 

Hope they find a place called home

 

We're going from heaven down to the sea

We're on an expedition following the light

When I asked for an answer all they said to me

Is we're going from heaven down to the sea 

 

6. KNIVES GUNS AND THE CROSS 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

 Knives, guns and the cross

Sometimes they tell the story of a life

Knives, guns and finally the cross

The story of a life

 

Hey, be careful there's a sharp blade on that knife

Wouldn't want to see you cut somebody

It was just last week a man got cut out on the street

That man nearly lost his life

 

Knives, guns and the cross

Sometimes they tell the story of a life

Knives, guns and finally the cross

The story of a life

 

Hey, be careful that gun is loaded

Wouldn't want to see you shoot somebody

It was just last week a man got shot out on the street

That man nearly lost his life

 

I would not say I am a religious man

I always genuflect before the cross

I say my rosary beads and I wear my crucifix

And I pray for the souls of the lost

 

Knives, guns and the cross

Sometimes they tell the story of a life

Knives, guns and finally the cross

The story of a life 

 

7. THE SADDEST MAN ALIVE 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

I wonder what it's like to be the saddest man alive?

Is it true that a man can die from a broken heart?

I wonder what it's like to be completely without hope?

What can a man do when his world has fallen apart?

 

These are the events that will eventually lead to my demise

I predict that the day after I die the sun will rise

 

I wonder what it's like to be the last man left on earth?

Is it true that a man can die from being alone?

I wonder what it's like to walk down a city street and the only sound you hear Is the wind blowing through the caverns of glass, steel and stone? 

 

These are the events that will eventually lead to my demise

I predict that the day after I die the sun will rise

 

I wonder what it's like to be the saddest man alive?

Why is everybody trying so hard to make a claim on God?

I have given this some thought I am not afraid to die

I think you're being kind by describing my behavior as just a little bit odd

 

These are the events that will eventually lead to my demise

I predict that the day after I die the sun will rise 

 

8. I THINK EVERYBODY SHOULD BE A MACHINE 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

How do you square that circle?

How do you circle that square?

How do we learn to be ourselves

When there are cameras everywhere?

Maybe it's something about the way we are wired

We hardly work at all but we're always still tired

I get so bored staring at that screen

I think everybody should be a machine

I think everybody should be a machine

 

I have never really been in love

I have never had a broken heart

I love being with you all of the time but,

I never think about you when we're apart

Maybe it's something about the way we are wired

We hardly work at all but we're always still tired

I waste so much time lost in a day dream

I think everybody should be a machine

I think everybody should be a machine

 

The world would be a better place to live

We could walk the streets at night

No need to take no need to give

Raise your hand if you think it's alright

 

I think everybody should be a machine

I think everybody should be a machine 

 

9. ALL LIVE TOGETHER LOVE ONE ANOTHER 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

 Our work is not done here

We must work hand in hand

Remain strong and united

Be willing to take a stand

Some people think the things I say

Are just platitudes and old clichés

Please please believe me when I say  (hey)

We must learn to all live together

We must learn to love one another

 

We must commit to participate

Consider ourselves a new creation

From time to time we will congregate

Build a brand new world from our imagination

Many things that people say

The dreams we speak of and share today

Shall live for generations never fade away  (hey) 

We must learn to all live together

We must learn to love one another

We must learn to love… (love, love, love) Love

 

Some will choose to isolate

But I believe in my heart that this is our time

A good idea just can’t wait

Good poetry does not have to rhyme  (no no)

Many things that people say

The dreams we speak of and share today

Shall live for generations never fade away  (hey) 

We must learn to all live together

We must learn to love one another

We must learn to love… (love, love, love) Love 

 

 

10. HER FAVORITE COLOR IS BLUE 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

I want to send her flowers

I know her favorite color is blue

I want to wipe away her tears

I know I can't break through

She's a whisper in the morning

She's thunder in the night

She's a single burning candle

She's fire in the sky

She spins around and around

She lives in her dreams, she can't be found

I want to send her flowers

I know her favorite color is blue

 

She's right where I can see her

Before my eyes she disappears

She's right there when I need her

She drifts into the atmosphere

She's barefoot in the garden

Draped in velvet, lace and pearls

She's a complicated woman

She's a spoiled little girl 

She spins around and around

She lives in her dreams, she can't be found

I want to send her flowers

I know her favorite color is blue

 

She stands there in the darkness

Colors flash before her eyes

She dances in the silence

To the music in her mind

 

I still love her, I'll always love her

I want to send her flowers, I know her favorite color is blue 

 

 

11. CONSTANT TALKING 

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Constant talking - conversations - unseen beings

Imaginary objects on the wall

Constant talking - hallucinations - waking dreams

Unexplained shadows in the hall

If everybody knew all the thoughts I thought

All the things I have said when I was all alone

If everybody knew if I ever get caught

Spectral voices in my head from places unknown

You may think these are just words and rhymes

Pray they’re not the headlines in the New York Times

I am quite insane please lock me up in a cell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell

 

Constant talking  (yeah)

These pills aren’t working  (yeah)

Constant talking  (yeah)

I can’t stop drinking  (yeah)

 

Constant talking - conversations - unseen beings

Imaginary objects on the wall

Constant talking - hallucinations - waking dreams

Unexplained shadows in the hall

If everybody knew all the thoughts I thought

All the things I have said when I was all alone

If everybody knew if I ever get caught

Spectral voices in my head from places unknown

You may think these are just words and rhymes

Pray that someday they’re not horrifying crimes

Can you keep a secret promise never to tell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell

If I don’t stop lying I’m going to end up in hell 

 

 

12. CHRISTMAS IS BREAKING MY HEART AGAIN 

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

They’re singing about a silent night 

They’re singing about a holy night

They’re singing about a Virgin Mother and Child

Christmas is breaking my heart again

 

Tonight is Christmas Eve

I am home alone

There’s a candle in the window no call on the phone

Christmas is breaking my heart again

 

I love my Christmas tree

Red green silver and gold

The fire burns brightly outside it’s frightfully cold

Christmas is breaking my heart again

Christmas is breaking my heart again

 

13. WALKING THROUGH THE ART SHOW 

 

I saw a painting of a carnival, I saw a sculpture of a cat

A hobo with a violin, a lady in a hat

A soldier on a grand white horse going off to war

A sea bird flying through the sky, a lighthouse on the shore                

Black and white photographs, footprints in the snow                           

Walking through the art show                                                                 

 

I saw a painting of a field of gold, I saw a canvas painted black

Jesus walking through the street, the cross upon his back

An old man in a darkened room, a candle in his hand

Paintings of that abstract art I could never understand

Lions, tigers, circus clowns, you really have to go

Walking through the art show

Walking through the art show

On a Sunday afternoon, me and my baby

Walking through the art show 

 

I saw a band of angels in the sky, I saw the devil in the sea

Little green men from outer space looking right at me

Flowers in the garden, the sun rising in the sky

And an eight foot tall red question mark called "An Artist Asking Why"...

Dark, deserted city streets, a neon sign in a window

Walking through the art show

Walking through the art show

On a Sunday afternoon, me and my baby

Walking through the art show 

 

 

14. SILVER PILLOWS SILVER CLOUDS

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Silver pillows, silver clouds

Floating through my open mind

All my fear will disappear

I will find

Peace of mind, peace of mind

 

He said, she said, he would if she could

Talked and talked, watched the sunrise

The circle will be broken

I will find

Peace of mind, peace of mind

 

I can be who I want to be today

Let me think, now, who am I?

Tomorrow will be yesterday in two days

Let's not spend our time wondering why, no 

Tomorrow will be yesterday in two days

Let's not spend our time wondering why, no 

 

 

15. PUT YOUR SUNGLASSES ON

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Everybody is down by the river

Everybody is feeling fine

No sorrow No sadness

Today there will be no crying

Turn the radio all the way up

Watch the sun sink all the way down

Light the fire

Put your sunglasses on

Everything is going to be all right

I can feel it in my soul

Everything is going to be all right

Put your sunglasses on

 

I have a friend named Mary Jane

There's a tear in her eye

She's standing all alone in the rain

Mary Jane, oh please don't cry

Turn the radio all the way up

Turn the lights all the way down

Light the candle

Put your sunglasses on

Everything is going to be all right

I can feel it deep in my soul

Everything is going to be all right

Put your sunglasses on 

 

 

16. LOVE LETTER

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

From an intellectual point of view

You could say I have given this some thought

A psychological analysis might reveal

I remember less than I forgot

Considered only as a matter of the heart

My heart is broken in two

Considering how it has affected my life

It's really a drag living without you

 

You are the lover I always imagined

You are my artist my one true friend

You are the song in my head every morning

You are the candle, the candle that's still burning

The candle that will still be burning in the end

 

Considered only as a matter of the heart

My heart is broken in two

Considering how it has affected my life

I really miss us I really miss you

 

You are the lover I always dreamed of

You are my artist my one true friend

You are the song in my head every morning

You are the candle, the candle that's still burning

The candle that will still be burning in the end 

 

 

17. SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Don't mix oxygen and nitrogen

Don't mix lust and love

Don't mix holding on and letting go

Don't mix a nighthawk with a morning dove

Spontaneous combustion... Everywhere

Spontaneous combustion... Sparks flying through the air

I can feel it between me and you

I wonder can you feel it too?

Can you feel it too?

 

Don't mix crucify and idolize

Don't mix a museum with a boutique

Don't mix going blind and closing eyes

Don't mix a genius with a freak

Spontaneous combustion... Everywhere

Spontaneous combustion... Sparks flying through the air

I can feel it between me and you

I wonder can you feel it too?

Can you feel it too? 

 

 

18. MARILYN LOVES TRAINS 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Marilyn loves trains 

The way they glide along the track

Marilyn loves trains

They leave on time and they come back

There must be a patron saint of trains who prays and thus The Lord ordains

Marilyn loves trains

 

She said happy blue year

I did not know what she meant

She said happy blue year

She said love is heaven sent

Yes I miss her I cried a crystal tear I would like to kiss her I would love to see her

She said happy blue year

 

When Marilyn is on the silver screen I think I prefer her in black and white

When Marilyn is in a magazine I prefer in color it just feels right

When Marilyn is in my dreams she’s a dream machine blue crystalline rains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Blue trains

 

Marilyn loves trains 

The way they glide along the track

Marilyn loves trains

They leave on time and they come back

When Marilyn is in my dreams she’s a dream machine blue crystalline rains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Blue trains 

 

 

19. NOT THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

I woke up this morning, an ordinary day

She called me on the telephone, I listened to what she had to say

She said, "I am so angry at you, so disappointed so upset"

I said, "Is it something I have done or something I have said"?

 

You're an egomania, you're self absorbed, you're not God

Every day you seem to get even worse

You're ungrateful and rude, you're mean and cruel

You're not the center of the universe

Not the center of the universe

 

I said, "Please forgive me, please accept my apology"

"I need you to help me make it through, without you it's only just me"

"I wish I'd known what you were thinking, that I made you feel so bad"

"Maybe I could have changed my ways, become a better man"

 

You're an egomania, you're self absorbed, your not God

Every day you seem to get even worse

You're ungrateful and rude, you're mean and cruel

You're not the center of the universe

Not the center of the universe

Not the center of the universe 

 

 

20. MIRROR MIRROR 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror

Oo oo oo oo oo Mirror

 

Some people love to look into you

Some people wish that you were not there

Some people don’t believe what they see is true

Some people don’t think that you’re fair

Oh Oh Oh Ohhhh

 

Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror

Oo oo oo oo oo Mirror

 

Everybody hopes that you do not break

Nobody wants seven years of bad luck

Some people see the truth admit they’re plastic and fake

Some people want to watch themselves ___

Oh Oh Oh Ohhhh

 

Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror

Oo oo oo oo oo Mirror 

 

 

21. COLOR MACHINE

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

I have a color machine

I keep it hidden deep in my heart

When I feel lost and alone

I turn on my color machine

Reds, greens, yellows and blues

Any color I want to choose

 

I have my own dream machine

I keep it hidden deep in my heart

No one can steal it away

My own secret dreaming machine

Hope, joy love that is true

A million things I want to do

 

There's a light in the skyPassing as it passes by

Giving off its own light

A kaleidoscope in my eyes

I believe you have a color machine 

I believe you have your own dream machine

 

I have a color machine

I have my own dream machine 

 

p & c Steve Vozzolo 2013 

Tragic Poet Music Publishing / BMI ~

 

I saw a painting of a carnival, I saw a sculpture of a cat

A hobo with a violin, a lady in a hat

A soldier on a grand white horse going off to war

A sea bird flying through the sky, a lighthouse on the shore                

Black and white photographs, footprints in the snow                           

Walking through the art show                                                                 

 

I saw a painting of a field of gold, I saw a canvas painted black

Jesus walking through the street, the cross upon his back

An old man in a darkened room, a candle in his hand

Paintings of that abstract art I could never understand

Lions, tigers, circus clowns, you really have to go

Walking through the art show

Walking through the art show

On a Sunday afternoon, me and my baby

Walking through the art show 

 

I saw a band of angels in the sky, I saw the devil in the sea

Little green men from outer space looking right at me

Flowers in the garden, the sun rising in the sky

And an eight foot tall red question mark called "An Artist Asking Why"...

Dark, deserted city streets, a neon sign in a window

Walking through the art show

Walking through the art show

On a Sunday afternoon, me and my baby

Walking through the art show 

 

 

14. SILVER PILLOWS SILVER CLOUDS

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Silver pillows, silver clouds

Floating through my open mind

All my fear will disappear

I will find

Peace of mind, peace of mind

 

He said, she said, he would if she could

Talked and talked, watched the sunrise

The circle will be broken

I will find

Peace of mind, peace of mind

 

I can be who I want to be today

Let me think, now, who am I?

Tomorrow will be yesterday in two days

Let's not spend our time wondering why, no 

Tomorrow will be yesterday in two days

Let's not spend our time wondering why, no 

 

 

15. PUT YOUR SUNGLASSES ON

 (Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Everybody is down by the river

Everybody is feeling fine

No sorrow No sadness

Today there will be no crying

Turn the radio all the way up

Watch the sun sink all the way down

Light the fire

Put your sunglasses on

Everything is going to be all right

I can feel it in my soul

Everything is going to be all right

Put your sunglasses on

 

I have a friend named Mary Jane

There's a tear in her eye

She's standing all alone in the rain

Mary Jane, oh please don't cry

Turn the radio all the way up

Turn the lights all the way down

Light the candle

Put your sunglasses on

Everything is going to be all right

I can feel it deep in my soul

Everything is going to be all right

Put your sunglasses on 

 

 

16. LOVE LETTER

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

From an intellectual point of view

You could say I have given this some thought

A psychological analysis might reveal

I remember less than I forgot

Considered only as a matter of the heart

My heart is broken in two

Considering how it has affected my life

It's really a drag living without you

 

You are the lover I always imagined

You are my artist my one true friend

You are the song in my head every morning

You are the candle, the candle that's still burning

The candle that will still be burning in the end

 

Considered only as a matter of the heart

My heart is broken in two

Considering how it has affected my life

I really miss us I really miss you

 

You are the lover I always dreamed of

You are my artist my one true friend

You are the song in my head every morning

You are the candle, the candle that's still burning

The candle that will still be burning in the end 

 

 

17. SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Don't mix oxygen and nitrogen

Don't mix lust and love

Don't mix holding on and letting go

Don't mix a nighthawk with a morning dove

Spontaneous combustion... Everywhere

Spontaneous combustion... Sparks flying through the air

I can feel it between me and you

I wonder can you feel it too?

Can you feel it too?

 

Don't mix crucify and idolize

Don't mix a museum with a boutique

Don't mix going blind and closing eyes

Don't mix a genius with a freak

Spontaneous combustion... Everywhere

Spontaneous combustion... Sparks flying through the air

I can feel it between me and you

I wonder can you feel it too?

Can you feel it too? 

 

 

18. MARILYN LOVES TRAINS 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Marilyn loves trains 

The way they glide along the track

Marilyn loves trains

They leave on time and they come back

There must be a patron saint of trains who prays and thus The Lord ordains

Marilyn loves trains

 

She said happy blue year

I did not know what she meant

She said happy blue year

She said love is heaven sent

Yes I miss her I cried a crystal tear I would like to kiss her I would love to see her

She said happy blue year

 

When Marilyn is on the silver screen I think I prefer her in black and white

When Marilyn is in a magazine I prefer in color it just feels right

When Marilyn is in my dreams she’s a dream machine blue crystalline rains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Blue trains

 

Marilyn loves trains 

The way they glide along the track

Marilyn loves trains

They leave on time and they come back

When Marilyn is in my dreams she’s a dream machine blue crystalline rains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Marilyn loves blue trains

Blue trains 

 

 

19. NOT THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

I woke up this morning, an ordinary day

She called me on the telephone, I listened to what she had to say

She said, "I am so angry at you, so disappointed so upset"

I said, "Is it something I have done or something I have said"?

 

You're an egomania, you're self absorbed, you're not God

Every day you seem to get even worse

You're ungrateful and rude, you're mean and cruel

You're not the center of the universe

Not the center of the universe

 

I said, "Please forgive me, please accept my apology"

"I need you to help me make it through, without you it's only just me"

"I wish I'd known what you were thinking, that I made you feel so bad"

"Maybe I could have changed my ways, become a better man"

 

You're an egomania, you're self absorbed, your not God

Every day you seem to get even worse

You're ungrateful and rude, you're mean and cruel

You're not the center of the universe

Not the center of the universe

Not the center of the universe 

 

 

20. MIRROR MIRROR 

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror

Oo oo oo oo oo Mirror

 

Some people love to look into you

Some people wish that you were not there

Some people don’t believe what they see is true

Some people don’t think that you’re fair

Oh Oh Oh Ohhhh

 

Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror

Oo oo oo oo oo Mirror

 

Everybody hopes that you do not break

Nobody wants seven years of bad luck

Some people see the truth admit they’re plastic and fake

Some people want to watch themselves ___

Oh Oh Oh Ohhhh

 

Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror

Oo oo oo oo oo Mirror 

 

 

21. COLOR MACHINE

(Steve Vozzolo) 

 

I have a color machine

I keep it hidden deep in my heart

When I feel lost and alone

I turn on my color machine

Reds, greens, yellows and blues

Any color I want to choose

 

I have my own dream machine

I keep it hidden deep in my heart

No one can steal it away

My own secret dreaming machine

Hope, joy love that is true

A million things I want to do

 

There's a light in the sky

Passing as it passes by

Giving off its own light

A kaleidoscope in my eyes

I believe you have a color machine 

I believe you have your own dream machine

 

I have a color machine

I have my own dream machine 

 

 

p & c Steve Vozzolo 2013 

Tragic Poet Music Publishing / BMI ~