Songs for Drella Page #3

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I'm always staring

at someone who hurts

And the one they hurt is me

Faces and names,

to me they're all the same

If I looked like you

and you looked like me

There'd be less trouble you see

I'd disappear into that wall

and never talk

Faces and names

I wish I was a robot or a machine

Without a feeling or a thought

People who want to meet

the name I have

Are always disappointed

when they meet me

Faces and names,

I wish they were the same

Faces and names only

cause problems for me

Faces and names

I'd rather be a hole in the wall

looking out on the other side

I'd rather look and listen

listen and not talk

To faces and names

I had a breakdown when I was a kid

I lost my hair when I was young

If you dress older when you're not

as your really age you look the same

If we all looked the same

we wouldn't play these games

Me dressing for you and

you dressing for me

undressing for me

Faces and names

if they all were the same

You wouldn't be jealous of me

or me jealous of you

Me jealous of you - I'm jealous of you

Your face and your name

IMAGES:

I think images are worth repeating

Images repeated from a painting

Images taken from a painting

From a photo worth re-seeing

I love images worth repeating

project them upon the ceiling

Multiply them with silk screening

See them with a different feeling

Some say images have no feeling,

I think there's a deeper meaning

Mechanical precision

or so it's seeming

Instigates a cooler feeling

I love multiplicity of screenings

Things born anew

display new meanings

I think images are worth repeating

and repeating and repeating

I'm no urban idiot savant

spewing paint without any order

I'm no sphinx,

no mystery enigma

What I paint is very ordinary

I don't think I'm old or modern

I don't think

I think I'm thinking

It doesn't matter

what I'm thinking

It's the images that are worth repeating

If you're looking for a deeper meaning,

I'm as deep as this high ceiling

If you think technique is meaning,

you might find me very simple

You might find that images are boring

Cars and cans and chairs and flowers

You might find me personally boring

Hammer, sickle, Mao Tse Tong

I think that it bears repeating

the images upon the ceiling

I love images worth repeating

and repeating and repeating

SLIP AWAY (A WARNING)

Friends have said to lock the door

and have an open house no more

They said the Factory must change

and slowly slip away

But if I have to live in fear

where will I get my ideas

With all those crazy people gone

will I slowly slip away

Still there's no more Billy Name

and Ondine is not the same

Wonton and the Turtle gone

Slowly slip away

If I close the Factory door and

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