The musicians on "WHO COULD IMAGINE" are: David Wheatley: Piano, Keyboards, Chris Palmaro: Piano, Keyboards, Peter Andrews: Electric, Acoustic, and Pedal Steel Guitars, Bass, Piano, Banjo, Mandolin, Charango, Keyboards, Ray Hermann: Saxophone, Roger Larocque: Drums, Percussion, Doug Lubahn: Bass, Tony Powers: Lead Vocals, piano, Keyboards, Bass, Guitar, Mouth Trumpet, Background Vocals: Peter Andrews, Heather Stewart, Tony Powers. The musicians on Track 4: Marty Celay: Electric Guitar, Tony Powers: Acoustic Guitar, Chris Palmaro: Synthesizer, George Young: Saxophone, Garry DeBerry: Bass, Byron Benbow: Drums, Background Vocals: David Boyd, Lenny Del Duca, Peter Andrews, Tony Powers.

...a masterpiece album, "Who Could Imagine," that demands to be heard. ---Joel Selvin San Francisco Chronicle ”

LYRICS TO THE SONGS ON "WHO COULD IMAGINE"

HOW DO YA  (Go to links to see the video on YouTube)

The night is all around 
As you lay your head down 
Safe and sound 
Upon your pillow 
The day all but forgot 
Your blankey covers you 
Comfortably 
You count your sheep 
With your wife next to you 
The world is just so good 
Isn’t it? It can’t be better 
And as the sandman comes 
Visions of sugar plums 
All dance for you 
Yes life is good 
How do you sleep at nite 
While Jack and Jill 
Are falling down forever 
How do you close your eyes 
While Humpty Dumpty 
Might be broke forever 
Your mommy’s always said 
That you’re a sleepy head 
And she is always right 
Isn’t she 
But for the fun and games 
You’re always wide awake 
And when you’re with 
Your friends 
The jokes just never end 
How do you sleep at nite 
While Jack and Jill 
Are falling down forever 
How do you close your eyes 
While Humpty Dumpty 
Might be broke forever 
Is there some magic 
You possess 
Some secret we can’t know 
As yet 
Some switch you flip 
To disconnect 
Which turns each toad 
To a princess 
How do you close your eyes                                                                                                     While Jack and Jill 
Are falling down forever 
How do you close your eyes 
While Humpty Dumpty 
Might be broke forever

 

 CARTOON (Listen below)

Stop off at the Chinese take-out 
After work 
Spareribs and a six-pack 
In my undershirt 
Wake up with the T.V. on 
An' a powerful thirst 
Take a shower, go to work, 
Take a stiff drink first 
Rush hour 'n the train’s 
A big anchovy can, 
Check out what’s in ‘n out 
And in ‘n out in People Mag 
Fourteen bucks for a hot new 
Flick that's really bad 
Eat the worst piece of pizza pie 
I ever had 
Is this the life? 
All the people in Commercials 
Have so much fun 
A bunch of happy baboons 
Is this the life? 
Or are we just in rehearsal 
Excuse me - is this the feature 
Or is this the cartoon?? 
Meanwhile the atomic weather's 
Got me choked 
Lunchtime is some mystery meat 
And a can of coke 
The train is late 'n the 
Air-conditioning’s broke. 
And I’m wedged between 
These two fat fucks whose 
Clothes are soaked. 
Is this the life? 
All the people in Commercials 
Have so much fun 
A bunch of happy baboons 
Is this the life? 
Or are we just in rehearsal 
Excuse me - is this the feature 
Or is this the cartoon??

 

DISPOSABLE 

In a disposable house 
On a disposable street 
In a disposable town 
By a disposable beach 
Sits a disposable man... 
A disposable man 
With his disposable wife 
And their disposable plans 
For their disposable life 
All the disposable plans... 
'N they work hard…very hard 
Just to make ends meet 
They drive an old family car... 
Guzzles gasoline 
They're savin' hard…very hard 
To fix the children's teeth 
They use a few...credit cards 
Somewhat like you 'n me 
Somewhat like you 'n me... 
'Neath the disposable stars 
In a disposable sky 
Beat the disposable hearts 
In their disposable times... 
All the disposable times... 
History is loosely arranged 
Writers are ready in case 
All facts are subject to change 
We simply toss and replace 
(We simply toss and replace.) 
And the bombs bursting in air 
Fill our hearts with pride 
And the rock-rockets red glare 
Choke us up inside 
And the sea and the sky 
Take it all in stride 
So hush a bye-don't you cry... 
Everything's all right 
Everything's all right...

 

DON'T NOBODY MOVE (This is a Heist) (Go to links to see the video on YouTube)

Well, I was in this 
Police station 
Being booked for 
Garlic breath 
In the corner was a cripple 
They was kicking him to death 
From a cell somewhere I heard 
This woman scream 
"You're hurting me"" 
On the wall there was 
This poster 
"Holy name society"... 
Oh -- 
I was in this courtroom 
Cause I had a fight 
With my own wife 
Law 'n order was so thick 
You could cut it with a knife 
While this landlord 
Made a pay-off so they'd 
De-control his slum 
Hizzoner told 
Some Puerto Rican 
"In my court you don't 
Chew gum" 
Oh -- 
Don't nobody move 
This is a heist 
Don't nobody move 
This is a heist 
Well, she was standing on the 
Corner 
When this dude asked her 
The price 
She said “me?" he said 
"Take it -- 
Buy yourself something nice" 
Soon as he got off 
'N while she still was 
Squatting on her heels 
He produced 
A pair of handcuffs 
An' a very shiny shield 
Oh -- 
They was towing me away 
Cause I don't have 
Diplomat plates 
While this diplomat I know 
Is smuggling "H" 
Into the states 
I said "lemmee have 
The ticket 'n the car – 
Save me a trip" 
So they hauled me in 
For giving them 
Some Noo Yawk lefty lip 
Oh – 
Don't nobody move 
This is a heist 
Don't nobody move 
This is a heist 
I was underneath my dresser 
Just in case of sneak attack 
When this television 
Quiz show called 
To ask where I was at 
I said "I'm underneath 
My dresser -- 
An' they're 
Pounding on my door" 
The audience went wild 
'N the emcee said 
"Would you like 
To try for more?" 
Yes-- 
Yes I would! 
Well, I was driving down 
The highway 
An' I did not have the toll 
So they gave me 
The electric chair 
(Cured my cold) 
Well, I woke up feeling 
Hungry and I asked for 
Something hot 
So they gave me 
The electric chair again 
'N then they had me shot... 
Oh                                                                                                         Don't nobody move 
This is a heist 
Don't nobody move 
This is a heist

 

THE OLDE RIGHT-WINGER BLUES 

Gimmee a young chimpanzee's liver 
Gimmee a pacemaker for my chest 
Gimmee a young chimpanzee's liver 
Gimmee a pacemaker for my chest 
Plug me into the golf cart 
And help me to get dressed 
Gimmee gee-raffes testes 
Hang a slop-bag from my hip 
Gimmee gee-raffes testes 
Hand a slop-bag from my hip 
I'm an old Right Winger 
An' I do not want to lose 
My grip…ya understand… 
Strap electrodes to my temples 
And juice me to my toes 
Strap electrodes to my temples 
And juice me to my toes 
Gimmee a high colonic Nanny 
And spank my ass with 
My portfolio 
Hold me up to the button 
I still can use my thumb 
Hold me up to the button 
I still can use my thumb 
Read me the Dow Jones average 
Read it slow and I may come 
Lord, lemmee make another billion 
An' I'll do something for you 
Lord, lemmee make another billion 
An' I'll do something for you too 
Maybe I'll help someone less fortunate 
Tho' I can’t see what good 
That would do 
I thank my God every morning 
I was born a rich white man 
I thank my God every morning 
I was born a rich white man 
Because if I was born a nigger 
I wouldn't stand a chance

 

LORRAINE 

Your smile’s so beautiful 
It’s that sweet moment 
When the sun breaks thru 
You are the dream I dreamt 
That just for once came true. 
You’re my happiness 
Lorraine 
You know the poet’s say 
That beauty is 
In the beholder’s eye 
But it’s in my arms 
‘Cause I’ll be holdin’ you tonight 
You are my beautiful 
Lorraine 
And if you’d said to me 
I’ll bet you anything 
She’ll be your girl 
I’d’ve bet you everything 
That I had in this world 
And then you know of course 
I’d pray like hell I lost                                                                                                       Sometimes I ask myself  
How would it be if  
We should grow apart?  
And just the thought of it’s  
Enough to break my heart  
Cause you’re my everything  
Lorraine                                                                                            Yes, I can prove to you 
That heaven really does exist 
I knew it the second 
We first kissed goodnite 
The stars shone so damn bright 
And the angels sang hosannas 
Up to the day we met 
My luck had never 
Held before 
But I swear it’s true 
That my luck held 
The door for you 
‘N led you by the hand into my life 
That afternoon 
Lorraine if not for you, 
I’d still be eyein’ lovers 
Jealously 
I’d still be wond’rin’ 
Where that great love is for me 
I’d still be looking’ for you 
My Lorraine.

 

ETIQUETTE 

If you were the star 
Of a porn flick 
Fox TV would scream 
That you deserve an Oscar 
Cause while you butt-f**k 
Everybody 
They proudly spread K-Y 
And if you farted 
In an elevator 
Most of us would press 
The nearest button 
But you can crap on 
Someone’s country 
And the stench gets 
Bill O’Reilly high 
Help me Dear Abby 
What does etiquette dictate 
Who cares what fork we use 
If there’s no food 
Darfur and sweet old N’awlins 
Dead Iraqis, dead Marines 
You mus’ admit 
Dat all of dis shit’s 
Just a tad bit rude. 
Why everyone knows 
If you take a lady's hand 
Before she offers it 
It’s grabby. 
But if you grab a lady’s land 
No sirens start to wail 
No air horn honks 
Dear Abby please 
RSVP 
Might we discuss this matter over tea 
Sincerely yours, 
Bewildered 
In Da Bronx

 

SADLY 

Sadly 
These words come 
Filled with hate 
And sadly they are said 
With all due disrespect 
And with each precious breath 
Informed by naked loathing 
Have we 
Ever been thought 
So third-rate 
When was it this absurd 
And when did we perfect 
This shameless art of death 
That comes in 
Righteous clothing 
Mother 
Forgive me that I say 
I wish them all to blow away 
Yes, blow them back to dust 
They’ve caused 
So many souls to die 
Tooth for a tooth, 
Eye for an eye 
The Bible that they 
Hide behind 
Says that this is just 
When did we all wake up 
Insane 
When did we pawn the watch 
And choose to keep the chain 
Since when have we 
Cheered thugs 
Who smirked and sneered 
While mugging us for our land 
Sadly 
We’ve now come to be feared 
The statue has a tear 
Rolling down her cheek 
We’re now led by the weak 
Whose greatest fear is peace 
Anywhere in the world

 

GOIN' INTO SPACE 

Everybody's feelin’ great 
It's like a national holiday 
We're gazin' up all weepy-eyed 
Puffed up to the gills with pride 
A hundred eighty miles high 
We're orbiting across the sky 
Now I don't mean 
To bring us down 
But it's still a bitch 
To get cross-town 
Hey, we're goin’ into space 
I'll watch it on the tube unless 
The junkies robbed my place 
It's a great day for 
The human race 
I'll catch it on T.V. 
If I can find 
A parking space... 
What a wond’rous sight to see 
A triumph of technology 
In point of fact the perfect gift 
For people who have everything 
What a party, what a thrill 
Not to mention what a bill 
But what's three hundred billion 
Bucks 
And so what if mass transit 
Sucks 
Hey, we're goin' into space 
It's much more fun to read about 
Than crime or toxic waste 
It’s a great day for the human 
Race 
What a swell idea to send our 
Money into space 
Lighting up Tampas with 
Dollar bills can be appealing 
Lighting Havanas with hundreds 
Is another feeling 
Betting the rent on a long shot 
To win it all 
Has to be some kind of juice 
But for a taste of a peach, 
Or a day at the beach, 
I'm into my pocket 
But not for no rocket!!! 
Bang the bugle, blow the drum 
Tell the planets here we come 
To build a station far from earth 
(Just three hundred billion worth) 
And when the housing, 
And the schools, 
And the jobs, and all the fools, 
And the water, and the air, 
Get so bad then 
We'll go there 
Hey-we're goin' into space 
Why'n’t you bring 
Some sandwiches 
'N I'll go get a case 
It's a great day for the human 
Race 
We’re all done down here 
Let’s go fuck up 
Some other place 
La la la la la

La  la la la la                                                                                                            La la la la la la...

 

'O RONDONIA (Rain Forest) 

There was a forest here, 
And we burnt it down 
A lovely forest here, 
And we cut it down 
But we've explained it 
As best as we can 
And it appears that 
We all understand 
There was a forest here, 
And we poisoned it 
Some fifty million years, 
And we strangled it 
But we've explained 
That it's part of a plan 
And it's so nice that 
We all understand 
O' Rondonia, 
We hate to see you cry 
O' Rondonia, 
You got a cinder in your eye? 
O' Rondonia, 
Why you wearin’ black? 
(You would think that 
The house burnt down) 
Oh I told you not to worry 
Told you not to worry 
O' Rondonia, 
Tomorrow you'll give thanks 
O' Rondonia, 
You got a highway to the banks 
O' Rondonia, 
I know its hard to see 
The forest 
For the goddamn trees 
But I swear to you 
The woods are 
Full of opportunities

 

THE ANSWER 

Being is the answer 
But the question's hard to see 
Least it appears that way 
To me 
Living is the answer 
Ah, but we can live 
'Til eighty-three 
And never ever feel our elbow 
Man, I got this hemorrhoid 
I guess it helps 
Fill the void 
Sigmund Freud 
Self-employed 
Anthropoid, 
Paranoid 
Question is the answer 
And the answer's plain to see 
Meanwhile, the question 
Puzzles me 
Ask your mother if she’s bored 
If she says she isn't yours 
Take her to the Supreme Court 
Use big words like menopause
Question is the answer 
And the answer's plain to see 
Meanwhile, the question 
Puzzles me

 

JOE'S THEME 

Sometimes I hold a 
Candle to it, 
Finding the handle to it 
I’m holding something 
Wonderful 
And sometimes 
I’m without the light 
Lost in the tricks 
Of night 
Moments 
I have the pleasure of it 
I take the measure of it 
And time goes by 
So thoughtlessly 
And moment’s 
Thought is like a stone 
Another cup of Joe 
‘N Take somebody home 
Time and tide 
Have sands to sweep 
And I've a waking dream 
Love will wait 
And children will keep 
Love is a kiss to steal 
Not written in the deal 
Sometimes I drive a nail 
Right through it 
I pin the tail right to it 
And I can feel it's happening 
And suddenly it's so far away 
And I remember I've got 
Dreams to pay

 

CRADLE TO GRAVE 

Beneath the dome 
The weather's nice 
There are no rainy days 
In paradise 
The water's clean 
The air is clear 
And there’s no need to stray 
Too far from here 
The avenues are straight 
And wide 
With shopping malls 
On either side 
'N everybody has a happy face 
There are no voices raised 
Oh what a perfect place 
Everybody have a nice day 
Tune in tonight 
For more of the same 
It's the world we knew 
Would be brave 
They're watching our lives 
Cradle to grave 
We video, we microwave, 
Just look at all the time we save 
We text, we web cam, 
And we mobile phone 
Nobody's ever left alone 
We use remotes from everywhere 
There is no need to 
Leave our easy chair 
We shop at home on our teevees 
With all the credit cards 
That we are sent for “free” 
Everybody have a nice day 
Tune in tonight 
For more of the same 
It's the world we knew 
Would be brave 
They're watching our lives 
Cradle to grave 
Everybody wears Cantel 
Cotton and wool are gone… 
Oh well 
And you know what's 
Really swell 
We don't have to learn to add 
We don't have to learn to spell 
Cuz everything's computerized 
So it should come as 
No surprise 
Press a key 'n right before 
Your eyes 
Every question's asked 
‘N every answer's realized                                                Beneath the dome  
The weather's nice  
There are no rainy days  
In paradise...

 

NOTHIN' BUT MY TIME 

I don’t expect nothin’ 
For my time but my time 
I don’t expect nothin’ 
But my time 
You can go how you wanna go 
Do what you wanna do 
An’ it’s fine 
I don’t expect nothin’ 
But my time 
I don’t expect nothin’ 
For my rhyme but the rhyme 
I don’t expect nothin’ 
But my rhyme 
You can take what you 
Wanna take 
Leave what you wanna leave 
Behind 
I don’t expect 
Nothin’ but my time 
Once away in the past 
I passed myself by each day 
I was doin’ things I didn’t like 
For things that never happened 
Anyway 
I was lookin’ ahead so hard 
I lost my place 
Now I try not to expect nothin’ 
For my dime 
But the time 
River flows not carin’ 
Where it winds 
You can say what you wanna say 
I ain’t gonna change my way 
Or my mind 
I don’t expect nothin’ but my time

 

 

all songs c. tony powers and pooh music BMI