Index Of Fools
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Fools Index Music BMI 2004
Step back to the beginning,
Of the complete index for fools is the cry.
And it wonders me, where’d they get their power sign.
They’re pushin’ electric movement and alternate frustrations.
Far out cries, power to degeneration.
And what they’ve said is that all the Earth dwellers,
Are nothing but universal nuts, and that’s the world.
But what they’ve said,
‘Cause what they’ve said is nothing but wasted words.
And I’ll ask, what and where is, where is the distinctive.
They could’ve had it all,
Ah those general technicali’s.
They just don’t learn.
‘Cause they deal their weight and then dodge it.
And the depths of their half harmonic brains,
Lord they keep jam-packed with joystick logic.
It’s a nothing but wasted lives.
And I’ll ask, what and where is, where is the distinction.
And at their best,
They’re nothing but telescoping blue poles.
Said symbols that the bad times,
The bad times must roll.
And at their worst, what must I say.
Well I don’t know, so I don’t dare say so.
Hey, but I wonder,
If they’re just for lettering artwork,
Or gray-machined aspirations.
And there is an index of,
And you better believe that it’s just for fools.
Stone Cold Monday
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Fools Index Music BMI 2004
I should’ve been runnin’,
long since before I was born.
Yes, I should’ve been runnin’, pretty baby,
Long since before I was born.
‘Cause if I claim to have been here before,
Then I should’ve known Stone Cold Monday
When she walked through that stage door.
She looked like Long Tall Sally,
Just stone to the bone cold
Just the way she walked.
She looked like Long Tall Sally now baby,
Just stone to the bone cold
Just the way she walked.
Well I know she’s got exactly what I need,
But I’m not a man who could ever beg, baby please, baby please.
I took a ride on little miss Monday’s sweet, sweet trip.
Man I just had to see and taste that first long sip.
I took a ride on little miss Monday’s sweet, sweet trip.
I just had to see and taste that first long sip.
And now it’s like I’m just doin’ hard time,
‘Cause I’m livin’ out the stone cold Mondays of my mind.
She wanted me down on bended knees,
But I don’t bend baby, so she had to leave.
She wanted me down on bended knees,
But I don’t bend pretty baby, so she had to leave.
Anyway, since I claim to have been here before,
Then I should’ve been runnin’ from Stone Cold Monday
Before she first hit the floor.
Love Don't Dare
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Fools Index Music BMI 2004
Love don’t dare, don’t tell me,
This could never be.
And a kiss might send you there.
Try to roll the dice to me baby,
And just do what you dare, yeah, yeah.
Love don’t dare try to rule me.
Just go on and scream,
And a kiss might get you there.
Try to hold the line to me baby,
Just go on and dream, yeah, yeah.
But if love don’t dare,
Then I don’t care.
But if love don’t care,
Then love beware.
Love don’t dare be so bold as,
To shoot my lovin’ down,
‘Cause I just might leave you there.
Try to fan the fires to me baby,
And just do what you dare, yeah, yeah.
But if love don’t dare,
Then I don’t care.
But if love don’t care,
Then love beware.
Cold Shot
Lyrics & Music by by M. Kindred & W.C. Clark
Licensed by Paul Bibbins Music
Once was a sweet thing lady,
Who held out love in her hand.
But now I reach to kiss your lips,
And it just don’t me a thing.
And that’s a cold shot baby.
Yeah and that’s a drag.
And that’s a cold shot baby, oh yeah.
I let our love go bad.
Remember the way that you loved me baby.
You’d do anything I say.
But now I see you out somewhere,
You won’t give me the time of day.
And that’s a cold shot baby.
Yeah and that’s a drag.
And that’s a cold shot baby, oh yeah.
We let our love go bad.
I really meant I was sorry baby,
For ever causin’ you pain.
You showed your appreciation,
By walkin’ out anyway.
And that’s a cold shot baby.
Yeah and that’s a drag.
And that’s a cold shot baby, oh yeah.
We let our love go bad.
So sad,
Too bad,
So cold.
Insight
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Copyright by Fools Index Music
We’re all livin’ on the outside, but we’re born for inside.
We’re livin’ on the outside, but we’re born for inside.
But no way there that I can see.
But don’t you ask me how I know,
Don’t you ask me how I know, but I just know.
But don’t you ask me how I know,
Don’t you ask me how I know, but I just know.
Walk this world thinkin’ of what will be.
Well the fire of the great night, someone walk with me.
And from this day and as the sea has voice,
I say collective love can bear the strike.
Collective love makes all dark bright if we just care.
Collective love can bear the strike,
Collective love makes all dark bright if we just care.
Well the fire in a man’s heart is the cutting room floor.
So if he tells you what he feels,
You’ve come upon so much more.
And as you see the steel curtain fall,
Fire the shot that touches his soul,
Fire the shot he’s gotta be told, all life is in.
Fire the shot that touches his soul,
Fire the shot he’s gotta be told, all life is in.
And all that I can think of is,
What if, what was, will be.
And all that I can think of is,
What if, what was, will be.
Must be.
We’ll see.
Must be.
Voodoo Child
LLyrics & Music by Jimi Hendrix
Licensed by Fools Index Music
Well I stand up next to a mountain,
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Well I stand up next to a mountain,
And I chop it down, chop it down.
Well I’ll pick up all the pieces to make an island.
Might even raise a little sand.
‘Cause I’m a voodoo child, Voodoo Child.
Lord knows I’m a Voodoo Child baby.
I didn’t mean to hang around this town for so long,
Takin’ up all your sweet time.
I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time baby.
I’ll give it right back to you one of these days.
I’ll give it right back to you one of these days.
And if I don’t see you no more in this world,
I’ll meet you in the next one and don’t be late.
Don’t be late.
‘Cause I’m a voodoo child, Voodoo Child.
Lord knows I’m a Voodoo Child.
Angel Blue
Music by Paul Bibbins
Coppyright by Fools Index Music
Instrumental
Bass - Drums - Guitar
Paul Bibbins
Thrill Walk
Music by Paul Bibbins
Copyright by Fools Index Music
Instrumental
Bass - Drums - Guitar
Paul Bibbins
Soft Rains Will Come
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Copyright by Fools Index Music
We better walk, watch, listen and learn.
We better walk, watch, listen or burn oh baby.
We either walk, watch, listen and learn.
We either walk, watch, listen or burn.
And there will come soft rains.
Two nations on the brink of war.
And there will come soft rains.
I said war paint and wild clothes are what we’ll wear,
If that’s what it takes.
I said war paint and wild clothes are what we’ll wear,
If that’s what it takes.
I said the bomb’s on the run.
And people got the gun.
Wayfarers by the sea gonna tell ya what’s to be.
Aw, look out.
I said the bomb’s on the run.
And people got the gun.
Wayfarers at the sea gonna tell ya what’s to be.
Aw, look out.
And there will come soft rains.
Two nations on the brink of war.
And there will come soft rains.
I said war paint and wild clothes are what we’ll wear,
If that’s what it takes.
I said war paint and wild clothes are what we’ll wear,
If that’s what it takes.
I said call it before dawn.
I see planes move on.
I said fifty yards away you can hear those sounds.
I see hell’s hit the ground.
And there will come soft rains.
Double strikes to the right and the brakes will be gone.
Soft rains.
I said you can see the balls of blue,
But there’ll be nothing you can do.
I said you can see the balls of blue,
But there’ll be nothing, you can do.
I said the bomb’s on the run.
And people got the gun.
Wayfarers by the sea gonna tell ya what’s to be.
Aw, look out.
I said the bomb’s on the run.
Eagle World Blues
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Copyright by Fools Index Music
Twenty-nine years and a very sensitive life,
And still I don’t rule from an eagle’s home, an eagle’s throne baby.
Yeah my daddy said it was so simple beyond belief.
And my mama said talk to him and you’ll always reach.
But if I was raised to be chased by such fame,
Then how come I don’t see mighty mountains just callin’ my name.
I can touch the rockets red glare.
I can taste the purple mountain majesties if I dare.
With the touch of my hand I can build sweet castles in the air
That’ll last for evermore.
Yeah, but if I can’t sing and soar baby,
Then you tell me what the hell’s this eagle’s world for.
But I’ll wait my time in this eagle’s world.
Give my last dime for an eagle girl.
But I’ll do fine in this eagle’s world.
And one day I’m gonna rise in this eagle’s world.
One day I’m gonna fly on an eagle’s wings.
One day I’m gonna die, that’ll be the scene.
There’s a lot of things left to see.
There’s a lot of damn things that I’ll never be.
Just as long as this eagle’s world blues,
Has its hooks in me.
Hooks in me.
And people got the gun.
Wayfarers at the sea gonna tell ya what’s to be.
Everfire Everwind
Lyrics & Music by Paul Bibbins
Copyright by Fools Index Music
Castles just stay there.
But she comes from nowhere.
So sweet.
Oh, and she comes wild, with vivid fascination.
To take me to the palace of our fortune.
Where both our magic metal bodies cascade,
Into one melting pot of love.
Where both our magic metal bodies cascade,
Into one melting pot of love.
And for me, the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for her the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for my baby the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for Everfire, Everwind the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for Everfire, Everwind the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for Everfire, Everwind.
Vanity does not know her.
But she comes as my best love.
So sweet.
Oh, and she comes wild, with such imagination.
With irreverence in her eye and beauty as her stride.
With irreverence, aw, in her eyes and beauty as her stride.
And for me, the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for her the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for my baby the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for Everfire, Everwind the beast would be all that I had to call.
If not for Everfire, Everwind the beast would be all that I had to call.