Another Door

by Phil McMillion

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All songs created for 50/90 2013
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released May 18, 2014

All songs written and performed by Phil McMillion.
Lyrics for Prelude To Paris by Elizabeth Petty
Lyrics for How Long by Sue Ferguson
Lyrics for Shut In by Mari Kozlowski

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Track Name: Another Door
i was walking through abyss
beyond the doors of perception
turned around, looked,
i only saw reflection

my shipmates didn't follow
it's been a lonely time
so glad to see a friendly face
a ray of sunshine

[chorus]
i'm glad yer back, manz
i'm glad yer back, manz
the people don't know, but the shaman
understands

i've been drifting in the latitudes
for such a long long while
the music has been over
for so many miles

we can light a fire
have a walk on venice beach
you have much to learn
and i to teach

[repeat chorus]

[bridge]
you look so tired
hope you didn't suffer much
lets get back to jammin
'n have a naked lunch

[instr verse]

[repeat chorus]
Track Name: Skipping Down The Alleyway
simple mind, simple tastes
got love handles around my waist

but that's ok, I've got peace of mind
its alright, i got nuthin' to hide

skippin' down the alley way
i don't have a care today.

simple things for simple folk
have a beer, have a toke

its alright to kick back and relax
its ok, don't need to put on any acts

skippin' down the alley way
i don't have a care today.

walking around, staring at my phone
i run into a pole and i start to moan

gotta keep my head up, gotta watch out
but i'll be okey dokey, that's what its really all about

mac n cheese, a hamburger please
a silly tattoo below my knees

just having some fun, don't mind me
nuthin' going on here, nuthin' to see

skippin' down the alley way
i don't have a care today.
Track Name: Prelude To Paris
VERSE 1
She was seventeen
On graduation night
Dancing at a party
The eve of her Paris flight
A stranger named Jack
Beckoned her outside
"Hey baby", he whispered
"Lets go for a ride"

He drove a white corvette
He squeezed her knee tight
They sped off in the rain
In the black of the night
He parked at the riverbank
On the edge of a muddy road
He put a gun to her temple
Said, "Just do what you're told"

CHORUS:
Her summer weeks in Paris
Are just vague memories
But it's the prelude to Paris
That still haunts her dreams...
Oh, it's the prelude to Paris
That stalks her memory

VERSE 2
The rain thundered down
The car began to slide
As it plunged into the river
They scrambled outside
He said this car was stolen
And that they needed to run
He broke into a cabin
And grabbed another gun

At five in the morning
They walked up to a farm
The farmer drove them back
Guns pressed into his arm
She drove home tears flowing
Afraid to say a thing
She tried to shower away
The fear, the shock, the sting

CHORUS:
Her summer weeks in Paris
Are just vague memories
But it's the prelude to Paris
That still haunts her dreams...
Oh, it's the prelude to Paris
That stalks her memory

VERSE 3
On the drive to the airport
Her dad asked about the dance
Her fear kept her silent
About bloodstains on her pants
She spent the next month
In France and Germany
When she came back home
Jack said, "You belong to me"

Jack called her parents
While she was far away
Said he was her boyfriend
She didn't know what to say
She ran away to college
Swore never to look back
Though many years have passed
She's still haunted by Jack

FINAL CHORUS
Her summer days in Paris
Are just vague memories
But it's the prelude to Paris
That still haunts her dreams
Oh, it's the prelude to Paris
That stalks her memory...

Yes, it's the prelude to Paris
That she so painfully sees
Track Name: I Think We Are Done Here
i call you on the phone
but you are not alone
you gotta giggle in your voice
you don't leave me with much choice

i'm gonna hit the road
i guess i shoulda knowd
you're seeing another guy
i guess this means goodbye

so that's all folks
i guess this is adios
i think we are done here
i think we are through

you played me like a fiddle
it was all games 'n riddles
i was just a steppin' stone
i was just a bridge loan

but i am moving on
i'll get past and beyond
i'll be alright
there's a tunnel at the end of the light

so that's all folks
i guess this is adios
i think we are done here
i think we are through

i hope things turn out badly
i hope that you get the shaft
you'll be sorry 'bout the way you treated me
but i think i'll have the last laugh

so that's all folks
i guess this is adios
i think we are done here
i think we are through

i think we are done here
i think we are through

i think we are done here
i think we are through
Track Name: How Long
You hate to see me stand
but refuse to take my hand
Given all I can; Don't you understand?
I wasn't part of the plan

How long can this go on
how long; how long?
Your time has come and gone

You've really broke me down
ran my name all over town
What am I to do?
They're blinded by what's untrue
and I'm already over you

How long can this go on
how long; how long?
Our time has come and gone

We may be bound by blood
you've proven that's not enough
Given all my love; All that I'm made of..
I wasn't brought up on love

How long can this go on
how long; how long?
My time has come along

I've left the beaten path
Taking a road I call my own
Living a life for me alone
building a home I don't yet know

How long will this go on
how long; how long?
Will I see myself this strong
Track Name: They Are Listening
crack a smile
bust some heads
break some eggs
lust for meds
meals on wheels
sequester that
surveillance deals
with some fat cats

who's the traitor
g.i. joe
raid the coffers
make some dough
spy on your neighbors
spy on your friends
have some leverage
it all depends

who do you love
what do you like
do you have a fetish
are you a dyke
brothers are listening
mining the data
with flawed software
its still in beta

crap floats to the top
didn't you notice
he's got a nice grin
he who is potus
i thought he was cool
a regular guy
but he's all cloak and dagger
a real cold spy

its all hush hush
you don't need to know
you don't see the strings
you stupid yo-yo
they know all my secrets
they know how i thinks
i'm getting jerked around
by some rat finks

they are all wearing
night vision goggles
i see the light
the mind it boggles
ultra violent
in the red
they cook the books
steal from the fed

they make a strange brew
with steam and bubbles
intoxicated as they
glean the rubble
from all the decaying
infrastructure
liberty statue
they dare not touch her

just can't look her
straight in the eye
as they get rich
while the poor masses die.
whats the point
of doing anything
it'll come back to bite me
i really shouldn't sing
Track Name: Living In Your Ashtray
second hand smoke
flick yer ashes in my food
fling yer butts in my direction
so careless 'n rude

you started a fire
too big to put out
now the whole earth is smokin'
and now there is no doubt

[chorus]
we're living in your ashtray
dying from your smoke
burning in your embers
'n you think it's just a joke

destroy the planet
destroy the human race
take many species with you
without a trace

you can make excuses
you can do all the talking
we're beyond the tipping point
we're dead men walking

[chorus]

your pants are on fire
our forests are in flames
but it doesn't bother you
to you it's just a game

[chorus]
Track Name: Playing With The Big Boys
it was bound to happen some day
popped up out of the blue
a big promotion came your way
considered a major coup

as joe would say, its a big eff'ing deal
people will know your name
i can only imagine how you feel
to be at this level of the game

but you're playing with the big boys
they play hardball
it'll be a struggle, but you must have poise
be careful not to fall

these boardroom dudes, bald and gray
who knows what they will do
they are jerks, they'll make you pay
just looking for someone to screw

they will put you through an ordeal
they will try to place blame
at times it may seem a little surreal
be careful not to go down in flames

you're playing with the big boys
they play hardball
it'll be a struggle, but you must have poise
be careful not to fall

the sweet smell of success
ah, power is addicting
you got the moves, you got finesse
its their pain you'll be inflicting

you're playing with the big boys
you play hard ball
it'll be a struggle, but you must have poise
be careful not to fall
Track Name: Shut In
This tree doesn’t mean
Anything

This pole doesn’t mean
Anything

These brown walls aren’t anything
To me
To me…

A place to hide
When worlds are cold
A place to bake
A place to mold my words

A place that doesn’t have a hold
On me
On me…

Sun in shifts falls through
The glassy holes
We’ve put in
As portals
To an outer reality

How much can it affect me
If I’m in here
Watching
This tree

Doesn’t mean
Anything

This pole doesn’t mean
Anything

These brown hours aren’t anything
To me
To me…

A space to make
The minutes fold
A space to fill
A space that I was never told
I’d see
I’d see…

Sun in shifts falls on
The grassy holes
We dig
As sops
To immortality

Cementing fairer times
This past doesn’t mean
Anything
To me