Utopia: Oblivion, POV & Some Trivia

Artist

Utopia

Players

Todd Rundgren, Kasim Sulton, Roger Powell, Willie Wilcox

Producer

Todd Rundgren & Utopia

Release Date: 1983/1985/1986 re-issue 1996
Duration: 46:11/50:55
Label: Rhino
Catalog Number: R2 72287

Originally released on Passport individually, this 2-CD set includes all tracks from the three original releases. Includes full lyrics in CD booklet and new liner notes by Brett Milano.

Itch In My Brain

  You got to stop, it's much too deep for me
  I was mistaken, yes I don't understand
  And my decision, if I choose not to choose
  There's nobody on this line but me
  I got a free will that I ain't even used yet
  I got a free will and I ain't gonna use it
  	'til I know what I'm doing

  There's an itch in my brain (and I can't get at it)
  There's an itch in my brain (and I can't get at it)
  There's an itch in my brain (and I can't get at it)
  And I can't stop thinking 'til I scratch it

  I'm still dancing, I'm just a change machine
  Don't have to tell me I'm only waving my arms
  But there's so much smoke and so little fire
  And there's nobody on this line but me
  I got a free will and it's making me crazy
  I got a free will and I ain't gonna use it
  	'til I know what I'm doing

  I got a free will and I'm dying to keep it
  I got a free will and I ain't gonna use it
  	'til I know what I'm doing

Love With A Thinker

  She's a definite thinker
  It don't take a genius to see
  There's something ticking behind those eyes
  What does she think of me
  She has the answer when I don't know what to ask
  And always lets me know so innocently
  But when she gets that certain look on her face
  I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me

  God help me, I'm in love with a thinker
  Save me, lips of a singer
  Help me, feet of a dancer
  Save me, I'm in love with a thinker

  Yes, she's a definite thinker
  Sometimes she tries to hide it from me
  But when she starts talking over my head
  It makes me dizzy
  I'm just a cipher in the master plan
  That's what I get for working out of my league
  And though she says that I have nothing to fear
  I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me

  I know I'm just a fool to her
  But will she turn me into a memory
  I have to make up the difference somehow
  Though she insists we have equality
  But every time she gets that look on her face
  I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me

Bring Me My Longbow

  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  When will the sun come, when will the sun come,
  	when will the sun come

  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  Who is the best boy, who is the best boy,
  	who is the best boy

  Bring me my longbow, sing me the holy song
  Bring me my longbow, sing me the holy song
  Fill the cup, fill the cup, pass out the water
  Fill the cup, fill the cup, bless our provider

  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  Burn out the tall grass, burn out the tall grass,
  	burn out the tall grass

  Women cry, children cry, throats are dry
  But the family must survive

If I Didn't Try

  If I didn't try, how would I know, how would I know
  If I didn't try, how would I know, how would I know
  Sometimes I think I must be crazy for doing this
  (Think I'm never gonna win)
  But how would I know it's a losing cause
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try

  If I didn't care, nothing would hurt, nothing would hurt
  If I didn't care, hope for the best, expect the worst
  Sometimes it feels like my whole life has been leading to this
  (Wish that I could hide somewhere)
  But how would I know how it feels to live
  If I didn't care, if I didn't care
  If I didn't care, if I didn't care

  Sometimes I think I must be crazy for doing this
  (You can never run away)
  But how would I know it's a losing cause
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try

Too Much Water

  Too much, it's too much, too much
  Got too much water under the bridge
  Got too much, too much, got too much
  Got too much water under the bridge

  I got to think of something, think of something
  I got to think of something
  We got to hang together, we got to hang together
  We got to hang together, or hang separately

  Maybe we got time to burn
  I got a yen to hear myself talk
  But I don't want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And maybe you've got nothing left to learn
  You put me in a state of shock
  But do you want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to hang together

  Number one ain't always number one
  Instant karma's always coming back
  And I don't want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  Tell ya mamma nature's on the run
  Bad karma's running in the back
  But do we want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to get together

  We got no more time to burn
  We got to crawl before we can walk
  So if you wanna make a new kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And I got a few things I'd like to learn
  I get tired of hearing myself squawk
  And I wanna make a new kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to hang together

Maybe I Could Change

Maybe it's just those same old things
Maybe it's just a waste of time
This reminds me so much of the day you said goodbye
And as you walked away still I would not admit
	you were right, you were right

But then now it's a different state of things
Maybe it's more than I can take
'Cause it seems like the world's against me now
And I need someone to show me how
But I still can't admit you were right, you were right
	and I was wrong

Maybe I could change
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could change myself
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could have your love
I've been holding my hopes so high
But can't you help me now, my arms are so tired

And maybe they made the world that way
Maybe it's just a waste of time
Just like me, they turn the other way
And just like me, can't bring themselves to say
Now I know the mistakes that I have made
And if I try and if it's not too late
Then I can maybe admit you were right,
	you were right, and I was wrong

Crybaby

  Cry to me, those were your very words
  You said cry to me, cry to me
  There you stood, laughing at my tears
  You said, silly boy, forget your childhood fears
  But you don't realize how strange it makes me feel
  Now we're exchanging parts
  Stop, you're breaking my heart
  Who's the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, you're the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry
  Who's the crybaby, who's breaking my heart

  Lie to me, you know that I know you too well
  So don't you lie to me, lie to me
  I watch you from afar, crying up your sleeve
  When they turn away,
  	so they'll still believe you don't need no one
  But I'm the only one that sees how you're torn apart
  Stop you're breaking my heart
  Who's the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, you're my crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, who's the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, you're my crybaby now
  Who's the crybaby, who's breaking my heart

  So what can you say now
  What can you feel
  When you've got a heart made of leather and steel
  And you won't break down
  You took self defense and turned it into art
  Stop, you're breaking my heart
  Come on

Welcome To My Revolution

  There's too much music, too much light
  These endless broadcasts into the night
  Petty seizures of money and drugs
  By some official or unauthorized thugs
  Now it's gone, the whole world's gone
  There's the army at the front door, guerrillas in back

  Why do I always have to take up sides
  I had no plans to be conscripted today
  I am no use to them anyway
  So what the hell's going on
  When they took my bed for the good of the state
  I had to rest my head and took to levitation
  Welcome to my revolution

  Every morning they confer with the press
  Just to point a few fingers
  Fix the blame for this mess
  The spokesmen waffle and the jerk-offs complain
  In a stream of rhetoric
  Piss themselves down the drain
  Then it's time to go home
  Time to go home
  What will they say when it's gone
  The whole world's gone
  So they call a cease fire to bury the dead
  And just delay it for an hour or so
  Loose talk of cowards and leaders that lied
  What does it matter once we're vaporized
  Say what the hell's going on
  Then it got so bad I couldn't breathe the air
  So I became my own church and begged for sanctuary
  Welcome to my revolution

  This is the dream that I have every night
  I wake up screaming to the left and the right
  Is this my vision of the end of the world
  The faces looked smoldered, the edges are curled
  Tell me what is the reason we can't look at ourselves
  And realize everybody creates his own hell
  And if we put it together to make them all real
  And then forget how to think, forget how to feel
  Until it's gone, the whole world's gone
  Are we damned if we do and damned if we don't
  Could we be suckered into thinking that
  Or get too greedy, afraid of the loss
  And wind up fighting for a worthless cause
  What if we died and had to come back
  How may times would we have to go 'round
  What if tomorrow was the end of the line
  Don't want to feel like I wasted my time
  So what the hell's going on
  When the noise gets so dense
  	you can't hear yourself think
  We got the spirit world on a telephone link
  So welcome to my revolution

Winston Smith Takes It On The Jaw

  We got no razor blades, we got no victory gin
  I got no tiny alcove to hide myself in
  To say things weren't good would not be an untruth
  But I just met a girl from the anti-sex youth
  We get up in the morning for physical jerks
  We might pass in the hall as we're going to work

  I have found us a place where there's no telescreen
  And there's no hidden mikes and it's not too unclean
  While the high remain high
  	and the middle change places
  The low don't want to know they tell all with their faces
  She might sit afront of me for the two minutes hate
  I might see her again if it's not already too late
  So they will take the book away from me
  So let them catch me talking in my sleep
  I guess I never really understood the law
  So Winston Smith takes it on the jaw

  So let's do what we want, it makes no difference now
  When the thought police find us, we're dead anyhow
  Kick us out of the party and bust us to parole
  Then they'll stuff us both into a memory hole
  So let them haul me off to 101
  Public confessions of everything we've done
  Of everything I heard and everything I saw
  When Winston Smith takes it on the jaw

I Will Wait

  There was a time
  When all I thought that I wanted
  Was someone to touch me
  Like I thought everyone was touched
  What did I know, what was I thinking
  What did I know, what was I thinking

  I remember
  There was someone that I wanted
  Now she's a face at the reunion of '66
  What did she know, what was she thinking
  And did she know that I convinced myself
  I couldn't survive

  Sometimes you have to wait
  You're pushing but that stone won't move
  And you hesitate to give yourself away

  There was a time
  When all I thought that I needed
  Was someone to tell me
  I was making the perfect move
  What did I know, what was I thinking
  What did I know, what was I thinking

  All I wanted was a holy exemption
  I had a license to tell everyone
  Where it's at
  What did they know, what were they thinking
  And did they know that I would only hear
  The things I desired
  So I would wait
  I'm pushing but that stone won't move
  And I hesitate to give myself away

  And there was a time
  When all I thought that I wanted
  Was to live in a world
  Where everyone knew what love is for
  What do I know, what am I thinking
  Nobody knows that the hour is getting late

  So I will wait for it forever
  I will wait for it
  Though I know the hour is getting late
  I will wait for it forever
  I will wait for it
  Though I know the hour is getting late

Fix Your Gaze

When you hit your note
It's like you had no choice
I can't resist distraction's web
When you use that voice
On a crowded stage
I play soliloquy
I'm at the center of the earth
When you gaze on me

The familiar ring of the native drums
Sometimes I hardly recognize it
Inspiration comes
With the tip of my mind
Holding back the sea
I have no choice but to prevail
When you gaze on me

I've got the ghost of a new machine
Where I can find reality routine
Every time you fix your gaze on me

When you gaze on me
I feel a ring of fire
When you gaze on me
And I lose all desire
Fix your heart on me
I'll show you what I've memorized
Fix your gaze on me
I need to see your eyes [Uh - good God!]

Out in the cold the assassin waits
Armored by love no sword can penetrate
Every time you fix your heart on me
I'm a new machine
Where I can find reality routine
Every time you fix your gaze on me

Play This Game

  I could be jealous and grasping with greed
  I could pretend that I want something I don't need
  These are the things that go through my head
  But then, I could be an angel disguised as a man
  I could be the sun that shines in the midnight land

  If you would only stand in my corner
  Give that advantage to me
  Don't you feel something?
  You know what I'm thinking but
  I can't set it free
  We must

  Play this game, take the prize
  But not before you realize
  That win or lose, it's all the same
  Then maybe we can play this game

  I can't remember the reason I'm here
  Sometimes it seems like it's all out of habit or fear
  Sometimes I wish I could just go to sleep
  But then, I'll have a dream with a beautiful end
  I'll wake up and feel alive, then I'm off again

  If I could only keep your connection
  Give me whatever remains
  Then I might win you total liberation
  But I can't break these chains
  We must

  Play this game
  Let's pretend that we could never reach the end
  For it would be a crying shame
  If we can't learn to play this game

  Stand in my corner
  Give that advantage to me
  Stand in my corner
  Pull down a message with me
  The answer that evades our brains
  We only think we're wearing chains

Style

  Style must not be underrated
  Style is often overlooked
  Style is never in the papers
  I read it like an open book
  Style
  If you can't see the substance
  Style shows how it's organized
  Style is looking for your money
  It's in the way you paint your eyes

  There is always a way
  A way things are done
  I've been learning my ABC's
  I know what is 10, I know what is 1 in

  Style is a naked look
  Underneath your style
  Style of a different place
  Talking through your style

  Even the way you hide it
  Reveals the thing you hide
  Your style may never cause a riot
  It's still a style to have no style

  There is always a way
  To light up a lamp
  It's been a crazy year all around
  The check never came
  I can't let it cramp my

  Style is a world for sale
  You can't buy this style
  Style that you can't resist
  You won't cramp my style

Stand For Something

  When you cry
  I know you've got a good reason to cry
  If you can't come
  I know it's not just an alibi
  Now I hear things that are better kept under the hat
  Who backs it up?
  Look at your hand, you can count on that
  When you talk, it's hard to disagree
  And when you dance, you're talking to me

  When you stand, you stand for something
  Stand for something
  They can't dim your flame
  When you stand, you stand for something
  Stand for something
  They can't bend your stream

  Here I stand
  Outside the world of politica
  I would not lose that
  For all the gold in South Africa
  What you wear did not come easy
  What you hear sounds different to me

  When you stand, you're standing next to me

  You put your foot down every day
  Make sure you bring it down on the up beat
  So walk away those feet of clay
  We are fighting and dancing in the street

Secret Society

  When we were young they would break our hearts
  You and I had to go undercover
  We knew in time we would be pulled apart
  We found a way we could hold on to each other
  Gave our souls to another world
  Sealed in blood with a sacred vow
  Now we've forgotten but beneath all this
  A part of you and me is still there now

  Go on and sing
  Go on and dance
  It'll all come back if you just give it a chance

  Don't you remember me?
  We had a secret society
  Refresh your memory
  We were the secret society

  I never see you in the waking world
  We make an effort to avoid each other
  But every night we penetrate the veil
  Where everybody acts like sister and brother
  You never speak the words in broad daylight
  They're much too delicate and too naive
  But everybody's been a witness sometime
  It doesn't change it if you don't believe

  So go on and sing
  Go on and dance
  Someday soon you'll hear that little bell ring

  And you'll remember me
  We have a secret society
  Not just a memory
  We are the secret society
  You've got to come with me
  You're in the secret society
  Until eternity
  We are the secret society (It's no secret)

Zen Machine

  You're always finding out
  About the things that people never talk about
  I didn't ask to know
  But now I'm compensating as I go
  I know the script I'm in
  I'm only thoughts of heaven trapped in flesh and skin
  And from the world of men
  I try to tighten up the code again

  And the code is a play
  A play is a song
  A song is a film
  A film is a dance

  Boot me up on the Zen Machine
  Log me onto the Zen Machine
  Load me down
  Everybody get ready
  Hook me into the Zen Machine
  Sharing time on the Zen Machine
  Load me up
  Everybody get ready

  Sometimes it's clear to me
  Then for a moment I'm in timeless ecstasy
  There are no reasons why
  And everyone's a passer-by
  But when they've gone to bed
  A fire's burning on the screen and in my head
  And on a windy day
  You can smell it from a mile away

  And the smell is a note
  A note is a taste
  A taste is a hue
  A hue is a touch

Mated

  Everyone asks
  Are we some kind of lovers?
  Everyone asks what you're doing with me
  I know this is not what they want
  They're afraid you've been blinded
  But I already know how it's going to be

  If anyone should ask
  Say we're mated
  For as long as this life lasts
  We are mated
  Why else would you be here right now
  And you know we'll still be here tomorrow

  Nobody else understands what I'm doing
  Nobody else makes me act in this way
  And because they can't comprehend
  What we mean to each other
  They won't leave you alone
  So you know what to say

  I hold you in my heart
  'Cause we're mated
  In a very special part
  We are mated
  Why else would I be here right now
  And you know I'll still be here tomorrow

  I see things far ahead, maybe light
  Maybe beautiful children
  I don't have words I'm thinking of
  But it's way beyond what they call love

Wildlife

  Mommy told me she has everything I want
  Mommy told me that I should not worry 'bout nothing else
  Mommy told me that I can't do what I want
  Mommy told me
  But she's only thinking about herself
  Can't think about nothing else
  I'm thinking about myself
  Time to leave and it's just as well
  'Cause I can't help thinking there's something else

  Wildlife

  So I told he that I must have something more than she offered
  And she should not worry about my health

  I'm a big boy, not her little boy no more
  I'm a big boy and I must learn how to protect myself
  Hold my own when they give me hell
  She can worry about herself

  Tiny eagles must leave their nest
  Wild horses withstand the test
  Old lovers become estranged
  Little boys who can't help but change
  Could be nothing but who can tell?

Mimi Gets Mad

  I'll never grow up, I won't try
  I can live with that, don't ask why
  I am resigned that this is me
  If I can take it, why can't she?

  I am bad at my best, but she will not accept that
  I can't get away with things I might regret
  She makes me get started when nothing's ever through
  And I do the best that I can do but

  Mimi gets mad when I make her wait
  Mimi gets mad when I phone too late
  But then Mimi gets sad if I hurt myself
  Can't say that about nobody else

  Someone should tell her honestly
  She is a fool to count on me
  I swore there would be no delay
  I should have been here yesterday

  So I sneak in the door and there she is again
  She could squeeze off a shot just as soon as look at me
  She don't say a word and every word is true
  And if that's the best that I can do then

  Mimi gets mad every time I'm wrong
  Mimi gets mad when I sleep too long
  But then Mimi gets glad when I do my share
  See no smile but I know it's there

  There must be a dozen other boys
  She could give her anger to
  I'm the only one, it doesn't matter what I do
  It's not very pretty but it's absolutely true
  That I'm still the best that she can do so

  Mimi gets mad

Mystified

  I'm sitting here looking at your picture
  I see a light all around your head
  You got a green I ain't never seen
  And what a strange shade of red

  And everything is turning inside out
  And something gets ahold of me
  And turns me inside out

  There is a place where the others go
  You can forget everything you know
  But every night is the same to me
  Lying awake and longing to be

  Mystified
  Cannot help myself
  Mystified
  Could not stop myself

  You got a wishing well in your eye
  The surface starts to ripple
  Pardon me, what might your entendre be?
  I'm seeing double, sometimes triple

  Every thought wears a thin disguise
  It's not a thing that I can verbalize
  But if you knew what I was looking for
  You'd get off your ass and walk out that door
  Mystified

  	Last night I was laying down sleeping
  	You know I was dreaming all to myself
  	In the evening, darling when the sun goes down
  	Whoa! You know it's mighty hard to tell
  	Tell me what more can a good man do?

  You hold the world hostage in your mind
  Standards and practices are well defined
  But if you choose to walk a different road
  Hold onto your hat, your head might explode
  Mystified

More Light

  I think the last time I was warm was in my mother
  Now I'm listening in the darkness
  	but there's nothing on the wire
  I'm locked inside the refrigerator
  So while I sit and shiver
  I rub the sticks together
  And if it takes forever
  	I will find my way back to the fire

  Heat is not enough
  More light
  Love is strong enough
  More light
  Faith is not enough
  More light
  Everybody must be touched

  I think that we don't need another great communicator
  And there's a million extended mixers we are ready to retire
  We all face obsolescence sooner or later
  So while we sit and shiver
  We rub the sticks together
  And if it takes forever
  	we will find our way back to the fire

Man Of Action

  You got all the time in the world
  You count the minutes like beads on a string
  Open the floor for a little debate
  While you sit and watch the rug unravelling
  You got a message from the weather man
  You're looking for a thumb when there's a hole to fill
  Who bites the bullet?
  Man of action will
  Call me. Have gun. Will travel.

  Think about it, ponder on that
  If you can't make that move, man of action will
  Think about it, ponder on this
  With a fist or a kiss
  I'll put your dreams in action

  Pressure's building up and down the line
  You see the difference in the smallest thing
  Put a new tape in your message machine
  Hit the shelters 'til you see what change will bring
  Sometimes justice seems a fragile thing
  You paralyze it with a lack of will
  Trade in your karma
  Man of action will
  Call the avenging angel

  Think about it, ponder on this
  If you can't make that move, man of action will
  Think about it, ponder on that
  Time to cut through the fat
  I am your first reaction

  Someone's got to push it on
  Someone's got to shake it on
  Someone's got to take it on
  Man of action will

Monument

I got the message in my mailbox
Nobody goes to church no more
They're closing down your little altar
They've locked the sanctuary door

Don't fight it
Who can say that you didn't try
Don't fight it
Old soldiers never die

Where will I go to leave my offering
To think about how life's so queer
And listen to the little choir
The sermon I don't care to hear

Don't fight it
Who can say that it's not the end
Don't fight it
And if we don't meet again
I know somewhere a monument
Stands in the name of our love
Somewhere are monuments
Standing in the name of our love

I've seen such strange times
Seems like lifetimes
Sometimes good and sometimes bad
And I don't see how it could
Have been much different
Everybody gave the best they had

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