Miss Happiness

Twinkle and Shine (as interpreted by Gabe King -- now corrected from official sources)

We watched and were awed
At the war that she waged
With herself and we saw
That she swayed with the weight.
And her father and brothers
And boyfriends who piled
Like a landfill and swallowed
Her smile and her gait.
Til' 5 o'clock Sunday
She purged them away.
And shift it all into gray

Like cops conceal holsters
Beneath their lapels,
She hid dangerous things
But she downplays them well
And instead chose to focus
On twinkle and shine.
While her watch ticked off seconds
and bang was in time
For the party she there (threw?)
When she turned 29.
So welcome to tinkle and shine.

As an encore she faded away.
Stepped out of her party
And into the street.
She had nowhere to go,
What does she say
To the relatives who came
To see how she had grown.
And who could have known
The time was approaching
When she'd be alone.
Yeah, who could have known
The time was approaching
When Little Miss Wonderful
Stepped out on her own.


Pink Moon (by Nick Drake, thanks to Gabe King)

I saw it written and I saw it say
Pink moon is on it's way
And none of you stand so tall
Pink moon gonna get ye all
And it's, yes it's a pink moon.
Pink, pink, pink,
Pink, pink moon.


Chowder Town [as interpreted by Greg Fall]

She's a groovy child, yes,
And I'd like to make her day in some way.
And when I drop to my knees
I see the sun looks like a halo,
But I don't care what people say anyway.

Red wine, it takes me far away now babe,
It lets me say what I want to say:
"Oh, can you come out and play?"

Now I don't know who your friends are, baby,
Oh, and I don't care what your boyfriends say.
'Cause I grew ten feet just the other day.
And let me tell you something: I am not afraid
Of takin' over today, yeah.

Sunshine, it takes me far away now babe,
It lets me say what I want to say:
"Oh, can you come out and play in my summertime,
And groove to a simple rhyme?
The air is warm and I feel fine...
Hey, come play in my summertime".


Smoothing The Ride [as interpreted by Greg Fall]

Through gate three and feelin' free,
I love her and she loves me.
In the air, into the sky
I will blow away!

Now I know that we're alone
Except for the telephone.
She walks in all sheepish grin;
I wait and listen, and this is what she says:

Rock this down,
Rock this down again.

And when she feels that it's all hopeless deep inside
He is there to smooth the ride.
And though she knows that folks think it's great just to be alive
She don't buy that jive.

Oooh, why (any English here?)

And while she watched her favorite television show
He checked the color of her eyes.
And though he loved her he felt a tug of compromise.

Rock this down
Rock this down again.

Note: Kris Hansen asked John about the first word in the phrase "Rock this down" and he confirmed that it is "rock."


Miss Happiness (As interpreted by Jon Orren - now corrected from official site)

She's got the glower on
she's not Miss Happiness today
Have I done something wrong
to make her glower in this way
isn't it a shame

He's got his waders on
and he's as happy as a clam
and when his shadow's long
he'll make his way back to the land

but its allright
on the holidays. hooray.
Isn't a shame
scowling for days on end


Factory (As interpreted by Jon Orren - now corrected from official sources)

In the evening
I close my eyes
and slip away

In the morning
I wake and greet
a brand new day

All around us
the oldest have
the far away eye

In their auras
my future seems to
whither and die
whither and die

All that we can do
baby today
All that we can do
baby today
Oh is touch down in every possible way
waiting for the breakdown

Let's drive to the factory
that thrived when plastic was a fad
We'll throw rocks at the seagulls
and sit along the blackened riverside
riverside

All that we can do
baby today
All that we can do
baby today
Oh is touch down in every possible way
waiting for the breakdown

There's plague in my hometown
and I wish my dreams would leave me alone
The gods they just wait for sundown
to turn my neighbors into stone
All around us
the oldest have
the far away eye
Yes and in their auras
my future seems to
whither and die...


For the longest time I thought the first line to WM's cover of "Pink Moon" was, "I saw it written in the salsa." Much to my dismay, when I saw the band once in Boston, I got a chance to talk with John and learned that he really sings, "I saw it written and I saw it say..." Although this probably makes more sense, I still prefer the image of someone writing, "Pink Moon is on its way" in a bowl of salsa. That's my Walt Mink lyric story.
--Jon Orren
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