words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ Got a hatful of head and I’m in my feet Like a pogo stick in a slomo beat Rocky wheels on a shiny road Mambo surfin’ a billy mode Sumo glidin’ in my laser suit Sucking the juice of a ganja root Got a hatful of head and feeling real cute
Got a hatful of head and a song to fling Throat full of note and that funky bring Kick drum droppin’ a bucket of sharks Loops on the lam from copyright narcs Got a djembe head in a fractal spin A noseful of prose and a yang-ful of yin Four AM and it's still flyin’ in
Chorus[ 2x ]: Let the love come down The love come down Let the love come down Like peaches in the rain
B: Tweezer the meter Goin’ Boom Bang Crackle the tweeter goin’ Boom Bang Noise get sweeter Goin’ Boom Bang Makin’ the love come down
All these tap dancing preachers and juggling nurses Lobbying for lines in my verses Hogging my flow with their agitation They don’t know they’re just my imagination Dining car on the Coltrane, Eatin’ chile con carnal and a twangy eel I’m makin’ it up but keepin’ it real
Chorus [ 2x ] B Chorus[ 2x ]
Lone Ranger In The Rain
words & music: Polar Levine vocal and guitar: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1
---------------------------------------------- Lone Ranger in the rain searching for a virgin vein Long Dong Novocaine Is nodding through the hurricane More money, more honey More honkin', more tonkin' Still bangin' that good-guy theme But it just ain't like the good ol' team
No more Tonto to boss around No one to clean the camping ground No one to hold when the night is long Kemosabe no more strong Coyotes howl, bad guys prowl Feed the horse, stay the course The lonesome sun is going down Just can't trust no injun clown Chorus: Oh Tonto, you were his boy You left the masked man so lonely without his toy You never had his taste for the law And helping the paleface rape the squaw So move on, move on, Native Son Go on - you be The One Do it, do it Do it, do it - be The One Yeah, go on - you be The One
Ain't no more cowboy scene A mask is just for Halloween Lone Ranger in the rain A silver bullet to ease the pain
Roll the credits, roll and splice Roll them suckers, roll the dice Tonto now deals the jack and spade Believes he's no more being played Chorus
Do-Si-Do
words & music: Polar Levine vocal & guitars: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1
Moonlight lights my high for my sake Puns in the oven startin’ to bake Sometimes it’s all good Does that mean it’s fake? I’m gonna climb that mountain of love Gonna row against the current up Shit’s Creek Got my hiking boots Got a paddle I don’t have a horse but I got a good saddle Let us squeeze our eyes in prayer Let us rearrange our hair Ferrying dreams across a river of air The moment ain’t gonna last I grew up maybe too fast Stay tuned The future will soon be catching up to the past Gonna write it down and tell my story Just enough gory with a lot of glory I say what I want Sometimes it’s just about the font My cosmopolitan do-si-do Bustin’ up the mirror in my wry chapeau Login to my noggin if I have the time Poop a little irony into the rhyme
When I'm A Child
words & music: Polar Levine produced by Polarity/1 vocals & guitar: Polarity/1
------------------------------------------------ Oh, what a dirty deed - interrupt my music feed The flow was wild, the beat was heat Ain't no way to keep this feeling too discreet When I’m a child there's just no stopping me
Jump down, get down on the floor Hey, let's roll around a little bit My heart's wide open, no armor blocking it Ain't no way to keep this feeling too discreet When I'm, a child there's just no stoppin' me
Let me take you down to the sea There’s more music there than all my mind The tide is swingin’. Baby, hand me my baton I feel you bringin’. This time let’s make it linger on When I'm a child feel it quick before it's gone, before it's gone
You’ll Do
words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ She was swingin’ a meat hook at the meet and greet Said it’s a fashion statement but it ain’t complete Is she just hungry or is this for my sake Now, exactly what statement are you tryin’ to make? She said, It’s you, you, you Is she sending the love my way? You’ll do, you’ll do, is what she actually did say I said, Brew, what kind of brew can I get you? She said, Let's get the fuck outa here We'll do formalities in our informal-wear Chorus: She’s screamin’, Kicks Kicks Stop kickin' the can Don’t wait for the oven, start lickin’ the pan Kicks Kicks Let's get em while we can Before the use-by date puts our fate in the crate I did the wait wait It’s time to satiate
She said, Don’t get me wrong, I’m a traditional girl Chained to tradition like an S & M pearl The tighter the leash, the harder I pull Get your neck in this collar now like a nice pit bull She said, It’s you, you, you I think she's sending the love my way? You’ll do, you’ll do is what she actually did say I said Whoa, baby, let me catch my breath She said, I’ll tell ya how it looks from here That pal in your pants is up for takin’ a chance
Chorus
Hold On
vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ Online and on the air They get paid to get us mad and scared Every issue is a war and No one on the other side is spared Hard times come around And that's when fear gets cheaper by the pound I don't go to flee or fight if you don't happen to be just like me I can sleep without a light Pundit clowns don't put a fright in me Chorus: Hold on for our sake You're not from my way, but I'm sleeping OK Hold on for our sake How do we keep strong If half of us don't belong?
There are people we don't know having trouble getting through each day Who lose home & family and we spit 'cause they don't think our way So sure about our perfect zone Till we're surprised by one of our own We can disagree all night and it's OK if you're not just like me I can sleep without a light I don't give up on people easily Chorus: Hold on for our sake You're not from my way, but I'm sleeping OK Hold on for our sake How do we keep strong If half of us don't belong?
Chorus: Hold on for our sake You're not from my way, but I'm sleeping OK Hold on for our sake How do we keep strong If we don't belong?
words & music: Polar Levine
A Deal's A Deal
words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 demo ------------------------------------------------ A hard luck Jack and a meth head poet named Jill Snortin’ the rent through a faded dollar bill Crawlin’ through the window is a guy with a drill Something bout a suitcase they’re supposed to fill They're goin’ down slow Slow’s the way you go down You drop your mojo better touch it ‘fore it hits the ground
Bunch of my homies, PHDs and such Could never get the girls and their tenure don’t solve it much They give me stuff to think about I stuff their veins Then clean their wallets while they’re lookin’ for their brains They're goin’ down slow Slow’s the way you go down You drop your mojo better touch it ‘fore it hits the ground Chorus: A deal’s a deal interest and loans Fast relief for an achin’ jones You talking to me or just another set of groans?
The moody gentleman is lying in a puddle of pee First of his family in the university He needed some income to pay the fee Now he’s doing fifteen for some pills and weed He’s goin’ down slow Slow’s the way you go down You drop your mojo better touch it ‘fore it hits the ground
I make the pills and I help design the ad The lobbyist hustles to redefine my bad I don’t know you, you don’t know me I relieve your pain and it ain’t for free Now you're goin’ down slow Slow’s the way to go down You drop your mojo better touch it ‘fore it hits the ground Chorus
Hot And Dry
words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ There’s desire in your eye And combat in your high Let’s call it greed Let’s call it off There’s something else you need I’m not in this for the therapy I’m not playing with your fantasy I’m not your private piece of the rock
Chorus: You mistake me for the rain ‘Cause you’re hot and dry I’m not the rain I’m not what you need Love's not here to make us bleed When you know who you are When you know what to call your pain, You'll see me around And we’ll stare down the eye of your hurricane. But till then, Stop calling me
Your words will never fly If the music is a lie Let’s set us free Let’s let it go It’s time to say goodbye I don’t want a love that’s out of key Lots of rhythm but no harmony The kind that comes with a chain and lock Chorus
Big Mama Nature
words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ INTRO: Made it made a mess Makin’ makin’ makin’ a mess The sun goddess and the man in the moon Checking out the galaxies trying to find a clean room Space junk flyin’ out here with no space address Those damn Earth humans they can't stop making a mess Their god was exhausted after six days He half-stepped their brains then put the project away He told em they can do what they want with animals, the land and sea Then he took a long rest and left all the housework for me Adam and Eve got needy with their needs Dumping trash all over my hair then they called itweeds
Pre-Chorus: Here's a thing I should mention Did that flood get your attention? Chorus: Are you feeling me? Don't you know it's me I’m Big Mama Nature Not a global conspiracy Are you feeling me? here's the take-away From now on, baby it's pay to play Made it made it, made a mess Makin’ makin’ makin' a mess
Technology You're sure will save ya Say it Mama Nature While it's killing all the stuff we gave ya Big Mama Nature You say, Hey, no worries we’ll capitalize There’s a planet out there we can colonize I say dream on, baby Invest away It's gettin’ mighty late You might as well pray I'm temperamental, a ballbreaker Say it Mama Nature Since their God forced me to be a homemaker You think you’re gonna save it singin’ with your guitars I got a condo to sell you up on Mars Pre-Chorus Chorus
See those houses on fire Did it get your attention Those floods are gettin' higher Did it get your attention Take care of my turf I’ll treat you first class Put a frack on my back I'll put a quake up your ass Take a dump on my carpet I’ll set your hood ablaze I'm a godless slut not impressed by your praise
Pre-Chorus Chorus
We Believe
words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ We are tremendous, the top of the heap Lobbying the gods when they're trying to sleep Codifying every shade of our blues Pinning all the blame on the you-know-whos We’re on a holy mission: get laid and paid And be righteous too That’s how we’re made
Chorus: Cause we believe Yeah We believe I believe we got a pile of stress to relieve So we believe Uh huh We believe We all believe we’re puffin’ on a bona fide peeve We're tallying our deficits in disappearing ink Everyone believes their shit don't stink
My tribe is the best And my country, my hood Now some won't agree but I believe they should They won't see the light Got some goddamn gumption They're out there eatin’ children or somethin' I wanna reach out, help em understand Troll em to the runway where I think they should land
Chorus: ‘Cause we believe Yeah, we believe I do believe we got some stress to relieve So we believe Uh huh We believe Our senses should be telling us we’ve taken leave Our cuteness and the universe are all in synch Every one believes their shit don't stink
Politics is complex So let’s make it a game Pundits with updates on which group to blame Inconvenience is tyranny Call in the musketeers And a psycho demagogue to surf our fears We’re migrants in a land of customized truth Where we’re great again or woke in eternal youth
Chorus:‘ Cause we believe Yeah, we believe We got a crazy mess of stress to relieve < So we believe Uh huh We believe that what we want is all there is to perceive God is up there laughin' with a devilish wink Watchin’ us believe that our shit don't stink
Mandolin
words & music: Polar Levine vocal & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ Mandolin, do your dance. Baby, do it with me 'Cause the night is red. Yeah, we're chemistry Mandolin, are we lost in a jam like dolphins at sea Our music in the air. Yeah, it's harmony
Bridge: There's a concert in my heart Since the day I first heard you, Baby It's a song, it needs a part And it's waiting for you 'Cause I'm so in love with you Yeah, I'm so in love with you Yeah, I'm so in love with you
Mandolin, is this my last affair - The one true tool for me Our song is in the air. Yeah, we're harmony
My mandolin, do your dance. Baby do it with me 'Cause the night is red. Yeah, we're chemistry
A Dog Named Lou
words & music: Polar Levine vocal & guitar: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1
---------------------------------------------- Two times two A dog named Lou A smack across the chin A needle, thread and pin
I'm talking to my mother She's talking to her little brother He was sixty when he died a few years ago The numbers on her meter are all aglow She's technically alive. Two times two is five
A wagon full of fruit. Laughing in her bathing suit She can't get up or walk to the bathroom Now she's screaming, "I lived a life, now I'm ready to go, please let me go Those bastards say No. Where's Lou? Who the hell are you?"
The dog named Lou The kangaroo The dolphins jump and dive The bees in their hive They don't waste a minute pondering Who put them there, they're just being alive
They don't need tales about eternity Or comforting mythology They don't impose sanctity To force her heart to pump until it's Too late... too late To hold us in her arms and say goodbye A room full of strangers - we watch her crumble and die
Benny And Belle
words & music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ Belle sets her eyes on every green light Moving like oil through an oily night and Cruisin’ breezy, never faster than she has to Wherever she's going she'll always arrive
Chorus: At the right time Always she's right on time The right time Always she's right on time The right time Always she's right on time
Benny takes his time, thinks everything through Automatic in the attic and his thinking symptomatic Of a guy who invents what he can’t buy He don’t sweat it cause he’ll catch it on the fly
Chorus: At the right time Always he's right on time The right time Always he's right on time The right time Always right on time
Bridge: At the right time, always in the right place They always win cause they’re never in a race Don’t need someone to tell them or give em a quiz They can seefor themselves what ain't and what is At the right time They’re always right on time Benny was always her bottle of moonlight Keepin' Belle laughin’ and squealin’ through the night Was a long and hot one when they planted a kid Belle was pushing and shovin’ Baby playin’ in the oven till Chorus: The right time Always we're right on time The right time Always we're right on time The right time Always right on time
Benny & Belle kept kickin’ up hell Till the years moved on toward the end of the song But they shimmied, never gimme’d till the very end And they went out together like they always intended Chorus
Bridge
Crazy Driver
words: Polar Levine & Lee Kotick music: Polar Levine vocals & instruments: Polatity/1 produced by Polarity/1 ------------------------------------------------ Green is to go and red's to stop The lights are there to make the pressure drop Things do get slow, so damn slow I forget where I was trying to go
Like a fast-moving train doing time in the rain Red light won't do, I'll invent a new lane Can't stand where I'm going. Too big a load But if I'm not there soon I'm gonna explode Chorus: How the hell do I keep this pace? How the hell did I get into this race? If I were you and you were me We'd be chewing the chain link fence to get free Of this traffic and all the congestion This crazy driver, crazy driver This crazy driver needs a new direction
Time to slow down to avoid a collision Gotta stop all the drama - just make a decision Been pushin' the mountain, pushin' too far Who's in control, the driver or the car?
Green is to go and red's to stop The lights, they're just some kind of prop I'm a crazy driver, so I've been told Got to be the only junk on the road Chorus
One More Rain
words and music: Polar Levine vocal, guitar, ambience: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1
--------------------------------------- I was born in the winter on a chilly day Eighty degrees and going down The sun was laughin' as it dropped away Behind the Statue of Liberty's crown The New York Yankees were a baseball team From my home town so long ago Before they left to go way up north Where sometimes in winter they still get snow
Chorus: One more rain... One more rain... One more day of rain... You can see out the window all you need to know The water's rising, it's time to go
Mama reached New York at a real young age From a place called San Antonio Grabbed her dolly while the water's rage Busted the gates of the Alamo
So many left and moved up here Broke and muddy, without a home An empty old ruin is where they'd stay Till old Yankee Stadium got washed away
Chorus Way far back, a scared little boy Crossed the ocean on a mighty ship A giant green lady said, "Now you're home" Pointed to Manhattan with her fingertip
I read all about the old Broadway People used to walk there, right on the ground Now that giant lady the little boy saw Is standing in the water up to her jaw
Chorus: One more rain... One more rain... One more day of rain... You can see out the window all you need to know The water is rising, it's time to go One more rain... One more rain... One more day of rain... You can see out the window all you need to know Take a last look around, it's time to go
I was born in the winter on a chilly day Eighty degrees and going down Never been that cold since then I'm tired of thinkin' bout what should've been
Daddy Was An Asshole
words & music: Polar Levine vocal & instruments: Polarity/1 produced by Polarity/1
------------------------------------------------ Daddy was an asshole, an asshole to his core Made me laugh on his good days But an asshole evermore
It was George Jones, James Brown Coltrane, Celia Cruz Rock and rap and ragas, flamenco, reggae, blues What kind of horn did Bird play? Who wrote Blue Suede Shoes? Daddy was an asshole. There are no undos
Chorus: Daddy was an asshole. Today he is the same Had music in his belly and pictures in his brain He made me practice every day Each day I'd hate him more Made me laugh on his good days But an asshole evermore
Picasso and the cubists and Salvador Dali Dada and abstraction and anthropology Metaphors and dinosaurs, philosophers and funk Daddy was an asshole and I hate all his junk
Then I had my own son. I swore I'd do it right Gave him video games and candy bars Cartoons and Bud Lite I taught him how to monster burp Steal bicycles and fight Now he's making fuckin sculptures And bangin' drums all night
My kid, he's an asshole, and I'm an asshole's son Three green peas in a green pea soup I'm the only normal one I pimp roll in Armani and junk bonds is my trade Daddy was an asshole, but me - I'm gettin' paid
When The Shit Hits The Fan
words & music: Polar Levine produced by Polarity/1 vocals & guitar: Polarity/1
------------------------------------------------ Well, there ain’t no use in whinin’ and cryin’ About these confusing and insecure times My mood may get hot but I don’t talk a lot Instead I just write it in rhyme
The news is polluted Republicrats lie Saying whatever to stoke the divide If I had my way, I’d leave here today If there was only some place to hide
Chorus: Oh the end is a-comin’ I can smell it in the air And when it does happen I really won't care It may never get better Whatever we do But when the shit hits the fan, baby I'll be under the covers with you
Tornadoes are twirlin', Something crawling in my window The landlord has uglies parked at my door And here I just sit with a nicotine fit Serenading the bugs on the floor
Well, I won’t get upset ‘cause the worst ain’t here yet Though my sense of humor is going downhill But as long as there’s hope, I’ll have one more toke I still have some time left to kill
