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Track Name: Picky Eater
PICKY EATER
i don’t like the peach ‘cause it’s covered in fuzz
feels like my mouth is all a buzz
buzzin’ with the bugs and the critters i don’t want to chew
i won’t touch my mama’s lavish dishes
stronganoffs or fine knishes i don’t mean to offend but i, but i think i do

I’m just a pick, pick picky little eater I’m just a pick, pick, picky little eater I’m just a pick, pick, picky little eater It’s true

Now the veggies, veggies I can’t hack ‘em no matter how ya boil, steam or stack ’em
they go down then come right back up that very same tube
keep those french fries away from my sour pickle
my chips should never touch pumpernickle
foods should never rub elbows and flavors should never mingle

CHORUS

But I guess I’m not so picky I guess I’m not so shrewd when it comes to the sweeter portion of the menu - anything will do!

well, my mouth is like a safe it’s locked up tight don’t give me a struggle don’t make me fight
don’t make me call a hunger strike you know I’ve got some fortitude

Oh, mama, mama, mama put that airplane away that form of food transportation’s not gonna work today
clampin’ down my gums nothin’ nutritious this way comes

CHORUS

Now mama tries to bribe me with a shiny dime
she says, Thomas, i promise this will taste sublime but my price just went up since the last dinnertime now it’s a quarter to chew

I don’t know how grownups do it but they do they eat things that smell like a cage in the zoo
they chew on things tougher than my daddy’s old shoes
snails, frog legs, bird’s nest soup liverwurst, tongue, yuck! pig’s knuckles, shark’s fin soup, jellyfish, 1,000 year old eggs P.U.!
Track Name: Who Wants To Wear Shoes?
Who wants to wear shoes? (not me, not me!)
Who wants to wear a hat? (not me, not me!)
Who wants to wear clothes? (not me, not me!)
No, ‘cause that’s not where my inner wild child is at!

Just like a monkey in a monkey tree
Something primal’s comin’ over me
Feels so right to be naked and free
Just like Mother Nature she wanted me to be

CHORUS

So don’t ya go tryin’ to button me up
Don’t zipper, lace, fasten or tighten me up
I’m walkin’ mighty proud in my birthday suit
If I don’t say so myself I look pretty darn cute

CHORUS

Back in the jungle we were swingin’ the vine
With no Gap, Levis, Gucci or Calvin Klein
Playin’ rough and in the buff yea, we were havin’ a ball
Without a sequin or a stitch au natural
But now they dress me up all proper and nice
Layer, layer after layer ‘til I’m an onion slice
Every day is Halloween in this kid costume
I gotta break free of my Fruit of the Loom

CHORUS

Cheetahs don’t need to wear Addidas
Pumas don’t need no Pumas neither!
Track Name: So Many Ideas
So Many Ideas

Like a book that’s not been read I’ve got so many ideas in my head
Like tools just sittin’ in the tool shed I’ve got so many ideas in my head

Yea, they’re hard to get out I wanna scream and shout I wanna let ya know ‘bout all the things I’m thinkin’ about
Yea, they’re hard to get hold of and let ‘em all go I wanna fill the air up with my boundless colors Like a book that’s not been read I’ve got so many ideas in my head
Like sheets all wrinkled on a big ol’ bed...

I wanna let ‘em go I wanna let ya know ‘bout all the places that I love to go
wanna tell you all about my ideas Like stars in the sky there’re millions around me

Like a book that’s not been read I’ve got so many ideas in my head
Like tools just sittin’ in the tool shed I’ve got so many ideas in my head

I wanna let ‘em fly I wanna let ‘em go Yea, I’m gonna change the world…
Like flowers growing on a riverbed I’ve got so many ideas in my head
Like wildflowers on a riverbed I’ve got so many ideas in my head
Track Name: Soft Things (featuring Laurie Berkner)
Soft Things
A kitten’s fur or a bunny’s tail I’m thinkin’ of soft things
A big white cloud or a bride’s veil I’m dreamin’ of soft things

Like this soft, sweet song I’m singin’ A far off bell that’s ringin’
Sweet and soft I’m singin’ for you

A baby’s head with silky hair I’m touching soft things
A dandelion blown into the air I’m looking at soft things

CHORUS

My doggies belly when she rolls over I’m touchin’ soft things
Or the morning dew On a field of clover I’m walkin’ through soft things

CHORUS - a pure true melody ringin’

Cotton candy at a circus show I’m tastin’ soft things
or a lilac bush when the summer wind blows
I’m smellin’ soft things

CHORUS CHORUS - a pure true melody ringin’ I’m singin’ for you...
Track Name: Tune Out
Tune Out

Try to see the world with these eyes I think you’re gonna be surprised
Try to touch the world with these hands I really need you to understand

Why I tune out, I tune out When it all get too much I can’t figure it out There’s a rhythm inside, deep inside myself I tune out

Try to taste the world with this tongue Then you’ll know why I’m a picky one
Try to hear the world with these ears It will be crystal clear

CHORUS

I can feel my heart and the beat of time I try to find the rhythm of myself I look into the waves – Take a peaceful flight To a place I’ve made To keep this whole world out

Try to smell the world with this nose My rose might not be your rose Try to walk a day in these shoes All I see and feel and do

CHORUS
Track Name: Bein' With You
Bein’ With You

There’s a quiet time When no one’s around
Just you & I
Slowin’ down

There’s a gleam in your eye bright and true
The love inside shinin’ through
I can see it true Just bein’ with you

There’s time to laugh And a chance to play
There’s a moment to grab
Before it slips away

CHORUS

I will take your hands and help you on
We’ll have this dance I’ll be here strong
Nothing else will do

Just bein’ with you Yea, it all comes right down to…
Just bein’ with you