MANUSCRIPTION \ The Steinberg/Moore Chorus
Lane Steinberg and R. Stevie Moore [volume 1]
This compile June 2006 /// /// Total time = (65:26)


..1. What Do I Do With The Rest Of My Life?/
Don't Bore Us, Get To The Chorus (4:54) video
..2. See More Glass (5:05) video
..3. It's Not The Fat (It's The Hat) (6:24)
..4. Perma-Frost (4:55)
..5. The Happy Misanthrope (5:51)
..6. Chapter 24 (5:01) video
..7. The Middle (9:27)
..8. Headline Hustler (4:03)
..9. Donavan the Expatriate (3:25)
10. Elephant Overdrive Avenue (4:38)
11. Little House On The Prairie I Used To Live In (4:49)
12. Goodbye Halo (5:19)
13. NCG Sonata (1:52)
14. Timothy
15. Wait'll You Hear The Next One, I Got A Million Of 'Em



almost all selections collaborated via mp3mail then in homes (alone together)
reportedly recorded off 'n on from July 2004 til June 2006
both men sing, both play, both cut 'n paste various found sound, both Capricorns
selections ultimately written by Lane and R.Stevie or R.Stevie and Lane, except:
Syd Barrett wrote selection #6, Eric Stewart and Graham Gouldman wrote selection #7
extra bkg vcls on selection #5 by Krys_O
selection #4 created by LS only, but will also have RSM additions shortly
selection #6 originally taped live in concert at
IPO in Acme Underground NYC, 13 Nov 2004 (compere: David Bash)

a Volume Two seems imminent, 2007 summer of luv

MANUSCRIPTION the LIBRETTO all songs co-composed by Lane Steinberg & R. Stevie Moore (but most lyrics by Lane) 1. WHAT DO I DO WITH THE REST OF MY LIFE/DON'T BORE US, GET TO THE CHORUS Tell me what do I do with the rest of my life? Tell me how is it possible? How is it done? Tell me how do I deal with this rust on my knife? Tell me what do I do with the rest of my life? Ahhhhhh... Don't bore us, Get to the chorus Adore us, But don't ignore us Delores, Are you a Taurus? Wake Forest, Pianosaurus. What do I do with the rest of my life? (© 17 July 2004) 2. SEE MORE GLASS If you want to shed despair See more glass Dreaming in your underwear You're free to pass To see more glass A transitory island. Hands of color, opaque wail Master stroke Filling up an endless pail Broke and crass See more glass Once enlightened always. Tension escalation rose Half-turned fear See more glass I now suppose See-through tears More closed eyes Only when you're sleeping. Take me to the suburban embassy How the hell did I get in? Modesty Plays with me 9/11 Stockhausen. Seniors acting younger now in record time The perfect age undetermined Children getting older now in record time The perfect age Undetermined age Designer incubator. The Jazz Scene at ABC Paramount LP found on the TV Charge account Came in mouth But she would not swallow. Tension escalation rose Half-turned fear See more glass I now suppose See-through tears More closed eyes Only when you're sleeping. Hands of color, opaque wail Master stroke Filling up an endless pail Broke and crass See more glass Once enlightened always. The present-day composer Has left the building. (© 4 Sept 2004) 3. IT'S NOT THE FAT (IT'S THE HAT) It's not the fat It's the hat It's not the twitch It's the slap It's not the bed It's the morn It's not the crow It's the corn Doncha know that you have got decisions to make? Can't you see you got a split decision? It's not the fake It's the flack It's not the kick It's the klack Doncha know that you have big decisions? Can't you make your own incision? It's not the leaf It's the pile It's not the road It's the mile It's not the feed It's the fire It's not the fence It's the wire It's not the pick It's the puck It's not the lick It's the luck It's not the feel It's the fool It's not the blood It's the rules It's not the fat It's the hat It's not the switch It's the slack (© Sept 2004) 4. PERMA-FROST (instrumental) 5. THE HAPPY MISANTHROPE Call for a goose & a gander to get around He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Father of letters, he's tethered & moribound He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Every tickle tortured into marinade renegades Happy heathens patching up a parlor game, a shadow's game Lover of lunacy, noose-like apostrophes He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Lavender telegrams, postmarked from Pakistan He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Cold predictions, predilictions Medications for the nations Add to the mixture some permanant posturing He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Mirrors enable a torrent of fabeling He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Feathered dens of fickle faded could-have-beens might-have-sinned Situated in their proper storage bins no one wins Stew in the juices of yearning and jealousy He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Placated somewhat by mad gifts of prophecy He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Loose confetti, cold spaghetti Over-reaching wretched teaching Formerly tarnished & plated in Tangerine He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Barely can breathe from our seats in the mezzanine He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Peace is a puzzle that's muzzled by memory He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope Looped in a double-knot, sweet from the noble rot He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope (© May 2005) 6. CHAPTER 24 (Syd Barrett) A movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return. The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one. Change returns success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset The time is with the month of winter solstice When the change is due to come. Thunder in the other course of heaven Things cannot be destroyed once and for all Change returns success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset, sunrise. A movement is accomplished in six stages And the seventh brings return The seven is the number of the young light It forms when darkness is increased by one Change returns success Going and coming without error Action brings good fortune Sunset, sunrise. (© 1967) 7. HEADLINE HUSTLER (Gouldman/Stewart) I got me a job on the local paper Everybody there thinks I'm nice But they'd better look twice, cause it isn't me I wanna be Headline hustler Scandal maker Headline hustler Money taker You keep writing me letters, but I haven't got time I'm busy looking at photographs But they'd better not be from the BBC You're gonna hear from me Headline hustler Scandal maker Headline hustler Money taker Better not turn around I'll stab you in the back And you don't know what I'm hiding Under my plastic mac, under my plastic mac I got a very good friend in the CIA And he says that he never takes bribes But he's telling lies, cause he's into me He knows I wanna be Headline hustler Scandal maker Headline hustler Money taker If your brother's wearing dresses And your neighbour's swapped his wife Well I'm gonna make the headlines With your private life With your other wife Headline hustler Scandal maker Headline hustler Money taker Headline hustler Scandal maker Headline hustler Money taker (© 1972) 8. DONAVAN THE EXPATRIATE Donavan Coconuts He's reet petite Donavan He got slanted eyes Japanese monster In the sky Ramadan Stuck in the sink A red bandana Pretending it's pink. Donavan Got a cool guitar Flowers up his arse And a house on Mars Donavan Can't rap anymore Sold his sax To the music store. Fact of the matter It's all in the platter Take another hit You're as mad as a hatter Big-um see As the Big-um do Guadalajara And banana chew. Donavan He's a merry old sole The bottom of his shoe Is covered in glue Coconuts And a three piece suit On Carnaby Street He's reet petite. Donavan King Kong's foe A bottle of gin And a three buck ho' Ramadan Stuck in the sink A red bandana Pretending it's pink, Pink!? Little feet play on this street Little feet play on this street Little feet play on this street Little feet play on this street Little feet play on this street Little feet play on this street Fact of the matter It's all in the platter Take another hit You're mad as a hatter Big-um see As the Big-um do Guadalajara And banana chew. Use an expectorate He's an expatriate. (© 22 Sept 2005) 9. ELEPHANT OVERDRIVE AVENUE There's no more chum for you On Elephant Overdrive Avenue So triple my skidoo On Elephant Overdrive Avenue Your pickle came out blue On Elephant Overdrive Avenue I'll warm some tea for two On Elephant Overdrive Avenue The pigs are flying, too On Elephant Overdrive Avenue We'll stick it to the screws On Elephant Overdrive Avenue The kids are flying, too On Elephant Overdrive Avenue We'll stick it to the screws On Elephant Overdrive Avenue You lick & then you lose On Elephant Overdrive Avenue You won't make it with brown shoes On Elephant Overdrive Avenue Your pickle came out blue On Elephant Overdrive The kids are flying, too On Elephant There's no more chum for you On Elephant Overdrive Avenue Elephant Overdrive Avenue Elephant Overdrive Avenue Elephant Overdrive Avenue Elephant Overdrive Avenue. (© 2006) 10. LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE I USED TO LIVE IN Little haus on d prairie I usedto live in 11. GOODBYE HALO Goodbye halo I don't need you around my head no more Goodbye halo I don't want you around my head no more Meanwhile... I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light I don't need no bags No, I don't need no stinkin' badge Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night. Goodbye video I don't need you around my neck no more Goodbye radio I don't want you around my dick no more Meanwhile... I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light I won't need no bags No, I don't need no stinkin' badge Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light I don't need no bags No, I don't need no stinkin' badge Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night Goodbye fellow I don't need you around my bed no more No moore Meanwhile... (back at the ranch) I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light I don't need no bags (he dont need no...) No, I don't need no stinkin' badge (he don't need no stinkin' badge) Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night "Lane? Lane, come here, willya?" 12. NCG SONATA (instrumental) < back to MANUSCRIPTION subscription dotcom2b.gif //////////////// //////////////////// //////////////