 
1982 saw the release of The Ever Popular Tortured Artist Effect album as well as the broadcast of the documentary of the same name. The documentary was filmed for UK Televisions Channel 4 and compiled and written by Todd, with interview footage and song visuals that illustrated Todd's career and personal life until this point. The album was very much a straight forward rock album and contained 'Bang the Drum All Day' - a popular hit for Todd and a song still played at concerts.
Credits:
Produced, engineered and performed by Todd Rundgren for Alchemedia Productions, Inc.
All songs by Todd Rundgren 1982 Humanoid Music/Fiction Music, Inc. BMI. All rights recerved. Used by permission. Except "Tin Soldier" by Steve Marriott and Ronnie Lane. Published by Unart Music Corporation BMI.
Recroded at Utopia Sound Studios
Additional Engineering and Reproduction by Bean
Originally Mastered at Sterling Sound by Greg Calbi
Art Direction/Desing: Todd Rundgren
Titl Graphics: Jane Millet
Track Listing:
Discography:
LABEL Cat.
No Tracks/Title Format Cover Country 
Bearsville 29686 Bang the drum all day/Chant 7"
single No PS USA
 
Bearsville 29759 Hideaway/Emporer of the highway 7"
Single No PS USA
 
Bearsville R7-74426 Bang the drum all day/Can we still be
friends 7" single No PS USA
 
Lamborgini LMG1 Band the Drum all day/Drive 7"
single PS UK
 
Lamborgini LMGLP2000 The Ever Popular Tortured Artist
Effect Album Standard UK
 
Bearsville 23732 The Ever Popular Tortured Artist
Effect Album Standard USA
 
Lyrics:
 
Influenza
 
Don't Hurt yourself
 
There Goes Your Baybay
 
Tin Soldier
 
Bang the Drum All Day
 
Drive
 
Chant
Hideaway
  I've been watching how you dance
  Watching how you smile
  Watching how you carry yourself around in a crowd
  And watching what you say
  You've got something that's a secret to the average eye
  You've been saving something nobody's seen until now
  In a hideaway
  I'm not trying to invade your privacy
  There are things you have a right to hide
  But it's oh so cold
  Standing on the outside
  Will you take me to your secret hideaway
  I won't tell nobody where I'm going
  Won't you tell me that we're leaving right away
  For the heart of your hideaway
  Everybody's looking for a heaven on earth
  A slice of paradise where nobody gets hurt
  Someone to put the pieces back together again
  When your daydreams die
  Are you trying to get a message through the air to me?
  Get me on your wavelength and tell me which way to go
  To your hideaway
  I can't stand another second in this tinker-toy world
  Give me your direction
  Don't make me wait anymore
  It seems so far away
  You can trust me with your secret fantasy
  You will never know until you've tried
  But it's oh so cold
  Standing on the outside
  	I've been trying to get a message
  	Through the air to you
  	Get on my wavelength
  	And I'll tell you which way to go
  	To my hideaway
  I will show you to my secret hideaway
  We will tell nobody where we're going
  I can feel, I can tell
  I can feel, I can tell, I can see
  Something is changing
  To me change is no stranger
  I don't run, I don't hide
  I don't run, I don't hide, I don't fight
  What fate arranges
  I don't think about danger
  If it was meant for me
  I'd know just where to go
  But if I can take it slow
  Then I might be in control
  In the back of my head
  In the back of my head there is doubt
  There is suspicion
  With my new fascination
  I don't know what it is
  I don't know what it is, you might say
  It's intuition
  It's a true indication
  I should trust myself
  I should beware of this
  But it's like a stranger's kiss
  And somehow I can't resist
  I can feel my will slip away
  From a strange influenza
  I can feel my mind slip away
  Under your influenza
  I can feel my heart slip away
  Under your influenza
  There's a part of my heart
  There's a part of my heart that cries out
  Please go no further
  I just can't take the pressure
  So I try to resist
  So I try to resist and my heart
  Tells me don't bother
  That this pain is a pleasure
  If I were someone else
  I wouldn't disagree
  But it's always hard to see
  When something's controlling me
  I've done some bad things
  This I know
  If I can't change things
  Tell me so
  It does no good to break your toe on the wall
  I know you're angry
  That's all right
  I said I don't care
  Well, I lied
  But I don't care who wins the fight after all
  As long as you don't hurt yourself
  Don't hurt yourself
  It's bad enough
  Don't hurt yourself
  I wouldn't want to see you make
  Trouble for yourself over
  My mistake
  That's all I'm asking so
Don't Hurt Yourself
  I don't want to see you hurt
  Hurt a single second for me
  You burn your bridges
  When you're cross
  There's nothing left when
  You cool off
  You can't go back so
  Now you're lost like a rolling stone
  It seems like trouble
  So you hide
  You keep it bottled up inside
  'Til its too late and
  You end up crying alone
  And there you go
  Your ship is sinking in a swirling sea
  The water's rising up around your knees
  Let's pop the question
  Is it time to leave?
  You say maybe
  You're at the bottom of an avalanche
  A swift departure is your only chance
  You say it doesn't make a difference 'cause
  There goes your baybay
  There goes your baybay
  There goes your baybay
  You never thought you'd see her
  Walking away
  There goes your baybay
  There goes your baybay
  There goes your baybay
  You never thought that it would
  Affect you this way
  The Market's closing and the bulls and bears
  Are falling out of windows everywhere
  You've got it covered and you just don't care
  Yeah, it's crazy
  You made some clever moves in real estate
  It's caviar upon a golden plate
  Until you're throttled by the hand of fate
  There goes your baybay
  You know I've seen it happen all the time
  You get too far above the bottom line
  One day you're sure that everything is fine
  Then the next day you see
  I stand behind every word I said
  It takes a special thing to make her stay
  And I was convinced that I had found a way
  Now I can't believe it's happened to me
  'Cause there goes my baybay
  I am a little tin soldier
  That wants to jump into your fire
  You, are a look in your eye
  A dream passing by in the sky
  But I don't understand
  And all I need is treat me like a man
  'Cause I ain't no child
  Take me like I am
  I got the love that belongs to you
  Do anything that you want me to
  Sing any song that you want me to
  Sing to you
  I don't need no aggravation
  Listen, I just got to make you
  I just got to make you
  I just got to make you understand
  All I need is your whispered hello
  Smiles melting the snow with one word
  Your eyes, they are deeper than time
  Say love that won't die without words
  So now I've lost my way
  I need help to show me things to say
  So give me your love
  Before I fade away
  I just want some reaction
  Something to give me satisfaction
  [...] to be with you
  'Cause I love you
Emporer of the Highway
  I am the Emperor of the Highway
  I wield the Universal Will
  One might chance to overlook on my Divineness
  Unless I'm sitting in the Imperial Poupe de Ville
  I am the Emperor of the Highway
  Strapped with foolish mortals such as these
  I need never indicate my intentions
  I can stop and go and turn just as I please
  For I am the Emperor of the Highway
  Hold!
  Methinks that thou hast driven too far
  I am the Royal Prince of Foreign Sports Cars
  Better that I should drive a wheelchair or jog
  Than to be blown off by a Regal Road Hog
  I am the Emperor of the Highway
  	(Where did you ever get that gas sucking pig of a car?)
  This time my friend, you are outclassed
  	(Any real man would drive a stick shift)
  For my uncle is the Duke of the State Police
  	(Cut me off again and I will punch your lights out)
  And he will place his Royal Boot upon your Ass
  	(This is my exit, we shall meet another day)
  Don't forget who's Emperor of the Highway
  For I am the Emperor of the Highway!
  I don't want to work
  I want to bang on the drum all day
  I don't want to play
  I just want to bang on the drum all day
  Ever since I was a tiny boy
  I don't want no candy
  I don't need no toy
  I took a stick and an old coffee can
  I bang on that thing 'til I got
  Blisters on my hand because
  When I get older they think I'm a fool
  The teacher told me I should stay after school
  She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands
  But my licks was so hot
  I made the teacher wanna dance
  And that's why
  Listen to this
  Every day when I get home from work
  I feel so frustrated
  The boss is a jerk
  And I get my sticks and go out to the shed
  And I pound on that drum like it was the boss's head
  Because
  I can bang that drum
  Hey, you wanna take a bang at it?
  I can do this all day
  I'm bleeding
  I don't think I can go on
  I'm dying
  My last breath has come and gone
  Pity the man
  Searching in the sky
  Looking for a sign from above
  And he never caught a glimpse of
  What he's worthy of
  Don't sit and wait
  For the world on a plate
  It's not a stroke of luck or chance
  Just draw a bead on that sucker
  And drive
  I'm falling
  I don't know what's up or down
  I'm spinning
  I can't turn my life around
  Pity the man
  Waiting for a clue
  Can't tell what to do with himself
  Ends up as a fool who
  Lives for someone else
  Don't sit and cry
  While the world passes by
  Stop tagging after the other guy
  Just get a line on that mother
  And drive
  We can't turn back the clock
  But we can chant for love
  Let's cut the idle talk so we can
  Chant for love
  We always have the time to quarrel
  About such problems as money and war
  Let's put it off until tomorrow
  Who needs another dose of sorrow?
  It don't necessitate an act of faith
  To chant for love
  What alibi is strong enough to wait
  To chant for love
  Though we don't hold the reigns of power
  Somebody else seems to be in control
  We mustn't waste another hour
  We'll get directly to the soul
  If we can
  Chant
  For a world united
  Chant
  For a world that's dying for love
  The Hare Krishna plays a drum and bell
  When he chants for love
  The tribal priest is afraid of hell
  So he chants for love
  I am not pushing some religion
  Don't get me wrong,
  I never mess with such things
  Just be true to your own vision
  This is your personal decision
  The Dervish spins to a "Hu Hu Hu"
  When he chants for love
  Nobody knows what the angels do
  When they chant for love
  You're at the bottom of the ladder
  Someone may try to tell you where you should start
  But the words, they never matter
  If you can feel it in your heart
  Then you can
  Why don't you chant?
  You can chant
  Chant, chant, chant ...
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