1. GOODBYE
It was sad and lonely
As we watched Earth fade away.
Reminded me of sailing off at night
Leaving the Verrazano far behind.
Three hundred of the luckiest ones
Escaping into space.
It was sad and lonely, oh
We didn't know, we did not know.
When we reached our traveling speed
There was no more gravity.
The whole ship started to spin
And the walls became the floors.
After two weeks I found a new lover
Felt better immediately.
But it was cold and dark outside
It was cold and dark outside.
When we passed by Jupiter
It was raining metalically.
It was nine o'clock when the
Waves started-it was too late.
We heard someone calling
And went back on board to see.
But it was just a radio
It was just a radio, it said
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye


2. STALK THE WILD ANIMAL
They're hard to find when you're out.
Scout around, remain silent.
Put on your boots, go in the snow
You're by yourself, clear the trail.
Up in the tree, hide around
Use your wits, outsmart the foe.
Use your ears. use your smell
Look around, take your time.
Stalk the Wild Animal
Stalk the Wild One.
Get in your car, drive to the farm
Wear the right shoes, on and on.
Get out your gun, put your bullets in
Put on your red shirt, put on your hat.
Be a friend to the local farmer
Clear the place of the scavengers.
Make a trap, be the one
Bring home the meat, for your loved
ones to see.
Stalk the Wild Animal
Stalk the Wild One
You can make it alright
You can feed yourself
Drive thru the town with your prize
Strapped on your hood, you've done
your job
Like your ancestors, after the hunt
Now you can rest, now you can rest.
But then tomorrow back to real life
Back to the factory where you supervise.
In the electronic century
You still remember, what it was like to
Stalk the Wild Animal
Stalk the Wild One
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot

BILL HORVITZ: Shaker and scraper

3. CONCERN WITH MYSELF
It’s Concern With Myself; Concern With Myself
I still work, but a lot of it is different
I try to build from above,
Things that can’t be seen immediately.
I don’t use my muscles as much – it’s smarter.
It’s Concern With Myself; Concern With Myself
I went to a gallery, there were some sculptures that were
Just like people you see on the street
Driving trucks, or sitting in a coffee shop, reading a paper
It started me thinking.
It’s Concern With Myself; Concern With Myself
Sunday afternoon, take a walk down to the park
To watch the show, and although I don’t like to admit it,
To look for women – it’s that same old feeling.
It’s Concern With Myself; Concern With Myself
If I could only deliver; if I could only remember
There’s a right way, and there’s a wrong way
It’s Concern With Myself; Concern With Myself
Me and my girlfriend out on the town
Try to have a good time
Try to think everything is just fine – it’s ok.

4. KICK ME IN THE BED
I was sleeping so quietly
Dreaming of things important to me.
Stretched out in my favorite position,
practicing serious introspection.
Thinking of women who I knew
Thinking of women I did not know.
And you kicked me in the bed
You kicked me in the bed.
I was watching a pretty good movie
I was watching a pretty good movie.
I was listening to beautiful music
I was listening to beautiful music.
I was talking to my higher self
I was talking to my higher self.
It was heavenly. It was heavenly
It was heavenly. It was heavenly.
There were no bad parts this time
Everything was going just right
I was about to learn the secret of life
I was about to learn everything.


5. SHE MOVES TOO FAST
(instrumental)

6. I AM A MODEL
I am a model
I am a model.
I stand around
I stand around.
Maybe you have seen me
I work in photo-graphy.
Maybe you have seen me,
I work in color TV
Maybe you have seen me,
I want to get on the screen.
Maybe you have seen me,
I work in photography.

BILL HORVITZ: Chains

7. SUMMER COMMUTER
I saw a man on the beach
Dressed in a white shirt
Tie and jacket
Shoes and socks.
It was around sunset.
He was with his wife and two kids
They were dressed normally.
He must have just gotten off
The plane from the city.


8. 60 MILE RADIUS
SHELLY HIRSCH: Vocals

9. ORDINARY MOOD
You're right to lie
React and run.
You're wrong, too wrong
Sit down, and down.
No time, to take. relate, frustrate
To find, again
Try to kill, to die
Silent shout, inside
Ordinary Mood
You're kind, so kind, to me
You're late, too late, for me
It's not, so bad.
Break up, fall down
S0 try, again
Sort it out, devout. devour
l'm tired, so tired. I've tried
Sit down, and down.

10. SIBLING RIVALRY
If you behave badly, the family is the first to know. Sibling Rivalry is the downfall of many otherwise good men and women. They can work hard for many years, reach the top of their profession, then something happens and they’re no longer interested. It’s because they outgrew Sibling Rivalry, and now the effects are felt – loss of goal, loss of whatever used to be important, once maturity is reached. Their previous motivation now seems shallow, and they can see they wasted much time. In desperation, they turn to other paths, to try to regain valid meaning, but it’s not easy. In flights of fantasy, I arrived at a place where your deepest desires automatically become manifest and fulfilled. The first thing I needed was beautiful women with cooperative attitudes. Then came freedom from Sibling Rivalry. After that, I was able to experience beauty and inventiveness from my own subconscious. Then the fantasy was over, because I had reached the end of my conceptions. If you can’t get rid of Sibling Rivalry, the best job for you would be pro football player. Next best – cab driver, real estate salesman, burglar, reporter, corporation executive. Don’t work at anything important.


11. POLYCLIMATE IS HERE
You can go skiing in the morning
Tan yourself in the afternoon
Catch a hailstorm in the evening
And go to sleep with a full moon.
We've got complete control nowadays
Any weather you need
Science has mastered your every whim
Because Polyclimate is here.
Surfboard riding? Call for big waves
You want something to grow? Sun and rain.
Get a blizzard, keep your girlfriend inside
A thunderstorm, to get inspired.
Think I'll catch a monsoon tomorrow
l'm getting tired of this gentle breeze
My life has changed for the better you see
Cause Polyclimate is here


JOHN RUSKAN
I AM A MODEL
ALL SONGS © 1982 JOHN RUSKAN, TYPICAL FLOW (ASCAP)
WRITTEN BY JOHN RUSKAN
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
I AM A MODEL © 1982 TWENTY--TWO RECORDS