Nazz: Nazz Nazz

Artist

Nazz

Players

Todd Rundgren
Carson Van Osten
Stewkey
Thom Mooney

Producer

Nazz

Label: Rhino
Catalog Number: R2 70110

Forget All About It

Everyone's got to have a cause or two
No one's changing enough to help you
There's something basically wrong
Everywhere, we revolve out of our time
And we know that's there's
   nobody listening to people like us
But for now, for awhile
We just forget all about it awhile
Forget all about it awhile
For awhile

Thoughts of life, lots of women, thoughts of love
These are things that we can't be sure of
And every minute you live takes you
   a minute towards when you must die
And we know there are
   times when I'm not even sure I'm alive
But for now, for awhile
We just forget all about it awhile
Forget all about it awhile
For awhile

No one's fit to run the world, as far as I can see
The only person fit to run my world is me
But that's just one of my own personal crusades
And for now I'm not complaining, not campaigning
If you haven't got time to rest, then take the record off now

Not Wrong Long

Baby doll, you've been caught again
Telling tales about your special friend
But I can see by the look in your eyes
I may be wrong, but you're telling lies

Get it straight, you can't fool me no more
Telling me how I misjudged you before
But this is something I believe all along
I may be wrong, but I'm not wrong long

You better look behind
You know just what you'll find
And you know I'm not blind
Don't waste my time,
I know a cheater when I see one

Don't you know, I don't want to be hard
But I'm a man and you can push me too far
'Cause this is something I believe all along
I may be wrong, but I'm not wrong long

Rain Rider

Some men sail the waters, some men live on the land
I was born Apollo with the reins and the whip in my hand
Where I take the ladies is something you've never seen
But nothing stops a man who flies
   and glides like a dying machine

I don't need the motions that are made for that hill
And I don't do half the things you think that I will
And I don't see how you find it much of a thrill
That's unless you want to take a ride

Ride my chariot baby, my role is the sun
Ride my chariot baby, my steed's on the run
Ride my chariot baby, we're leaving by dawn
Come on, come on, or else you're gonna see me gone

I got the belts and whips on, hanging around my waist
I ride the skies of lightning
   with the clouds running over my face
Start out in the morning, sailing on the edge of night
I can save you with my left hand,
   I can destroy you again with my right

You've got one last chance to catch a ride on my tail
When I move my tracks are hardly leaving a trail
And the sun and I leave every dawn without fail
So if you want to take a ride

Gonna Cry Today

You know as long as I can remember
I wasn't ever liable to give myself away
But it sure doesn't look like it makes a difference now
So I'm gonna cry today

You know as long as I can remember
Nobody ever got anybody back this way
And it sure doesn't look like I'm gonna be the first
So I'm gonna cry today

Are you turned off by my lack of composure
Please excuse my state, it's just that I know
Your gonna take away something that I never had
But I thought was mine

You know as long as I can remember
You and I never had to find ways to waste a day
But it sure doesn't look like you're gonna be around
So I guess I'll cry today

Are you turned off by this over exposure
Please excuse this mess, it's just 'cause I know
Your gonna take away something that I never had
But I thought was mine

Meridian Leeward

I'm a human being now but I used to be a pig
'Til they shortened up my nose
   and they made me wear a wig
I'm afraid the things on piggy farm
   will never be the same
Since they picked me for this job
   and they stuck me with a name
It's a name, it's name,
   who ever heard of a pig with a name like

Meridian Leeward - that's my name
I fly around the sky in a big jet plane
I'm a flash ace pilot, got my name on the wing
I hang around with people
   and they don't suspect a thing
You look like a person but you know you're a pig

I'm not afraid of dying
   from some mad man's gun or knife
When I was still a piggy, dying was a way of life
I'm not a piggy anymore and I don't share that dread
The other day for breakfast I ate half of Uncle Fred
I wonder who ate the other half of Fred?

I think I'd rather be a cop
I think that's what I'd like to be
I'd show you people a thing or two
If a man in blue starts beating on you
Look out 'cause it might be me
You look like a cop but you know you're a pig

Under The Ice

Ice, it forms in sheets from your eyes
Your tears are down and so crass
Because all you wanted was a touch from the face
Try to find a feeling nothing and wondering why
And the snow queen turned into a princess of ice
Braving cold and staring cooly aloof as you die

Under the Ice

Please, an ill wind blows no one good
A hurricane in disguise
And it sings you a song you find appealing inside
Waits around until you've learned to sing like a fool
It's a wind that lingers long enough to be fed
Takes away the woman, leaves you hung in a blue sea of cool 

Hang On Paul

Someone's gonna tell you and it might be me
There's something on your face that even you can't see
It isn't your eyes and it isn't your nose
You don't have to sniff to tell you that it ain't no rose
It's something in your arrogant line
Your brain is tired of biding its time
You're gonna blow up here
   so Paul you got to make up your mind

You drag into the studio and don't care why
You got a life as big as city hall and that's no lie
The aging owner treats you to a couple of beers
Feeding you cliches about the thing between your ears
You wonder if its all he can say
You'll find a better way to say it someday
But Paul you're too busy stripping gears,
   now Paul your life is dripping away

Hang in, hang out, hang on, hang on Paul
You're having a ball
It's your way of life and not mine
It's so strangely easy to see
But you're laughing so hard you could die

I'm not about to tell you what you should be doing
I tend to disappear when I smell trouble brewing
I understand exactly what's the matter with you
We're stranded here together in this paddleless canoe
I'll take my chances in the water for now
It's what my mother would have wanted anyhow
The life you're living is over
   but Paul, you're no contented cow

They say being in show biz is a thrill
It makes your life a breeze, [...]
But you better do something Paul before it kills you, yeah
Paul, you've got to make up your mind

Kiddie Boy

Kiddie boy, kiddie boy, don't kid around with me
Don't do nothing with my woman,
   you wouldn't want me to see
Kiddie boy, kiddie boy, I knew your papa too
He'd come around my house, someone my mama knew
Kiddie boy, kiddie boy, I'm gonna have my day
It seems you don't like living,
   you're gonna get your way

Featherbedding Lover

Ain't it nice to find somebody waiting at home
Ain't it nice to find somebody waiting at home
But she's just a featherbedding lover
I might as well be living alone

You're out all night and I work all day
You tell me you love me,
   but I think you just need a place to stay
I believe I'm feeding someone else's doe
'Cause you're just a featherbedding lover
I might as well be living alone

Pack your things, I think this time you better go
Pack your suitcase, I think this time you better go
'Cause you're just a featherbedding lover
I might as well be living alone

Letters Don't Count

Ever since the last time I saw you,
   you tried to qualify my life
You never knew the way I live
And I'm sorry I was never for changing
   the things I couldn't change anyhow
And I'm sorry I'm not a different sign
And I don't believe in hiding the people
   and the things in my past
And I know you don't want to hear me say
   I wish that we were together again
We just couldn't make it work on paper
I'll never know why but you never knew me
   except for my name
Maybe you think that I have changed
   but nothing can change my mind
Those changes of your own that you held so dear,
   to me were just a waste of time
Making believe we know it all without enough of
   an understanding going on
All of the words won't change your mind
'Cause they're lost when you put the
   letter back in the drawer
If I stood before you now,
   you couldn't put me away anymore
Letters don't count
Letters don't, letters don't count
Letters, letters don't, letters don't count

A Beautiful Song

I wanted to write you a beautiful, beautiful song
I wanted to write you a beautiful, beautiful song
A beautiful song
The kind that makes your memory
   go sailing through the window
Like in a movie
And fly away, a million miles into space
And look down
And look down on the lights of the world
Like people were as nice as the sight of it all
Just you
I wanted to sing you a beautiful, beautiful song
I wanted to sing you a beautiful, beautiful song
But you know what a cynic I am
And my voice isn't that good anyway
So all I can do is rave on

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