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White Lies and Fables (2016)

Dusty Wayne and Mr Pete:
              White Lies and Fables (2016)

All songs written by Dusty Wayne and Mr Pete (Wayne Parshley and Peter Fuerst)
. . . except???

Peter Fuerst - vocals, guitar, harmonica
Wayne Parshley - vocals, bass, slide bass

1. Marathon Mission
2. Ways and Means
3. Lately
4.
Martha, Martha
5.
Tina/Tara
6. Rubicon
7. Will You?
8. Let Love Be the Master


Marathon Mission
Marathon in front of me, I’m on the road
26 miles to somewhere, that’s all I know
Up hills and down the valleys . . . Point somewhere there behind me
May be a long time till I find my way back home
On this Marathon Mission

The town is very quiet as I proceed
Streets are eerie empty, no one is seen
Up lanes and down the alleys
Storefronts are looking pretty sorry
‘been a long time since the traffic bankrolled this sleepy town
On this Marathon Mission

Enter the Three Bear Inn, I’m one of two
Me and the old man in the corner who’s just commin’ to
Up head and down the eyelids
Barkeep says I can’t get a drink yet
May be the one and only thing that’s left for me to do
Unload my troubles and see it through

CHORUS
As the skies did open    --    And the moment caught in
Don’t get feeling down and low   ---     It’s a birthday
In the sun we’ll all play on this Marathon Mission . . . On this Marathon Mission

A tilted purview split, the left the right
All seats facing inwards, as all eyes
From biggest to the smallest
No greeting do I recallest
A reception like an icy winter breeze . . . on this Marathon Mission

Suddenly the thaw it does appear
A beauty all in leather, hello I hear
“To my temple I do welcome . . . Eat, Drink . . . and keep it down some”
Through the window comes a Lion Kingdom Cheer
A waitress on smoke break, wired and geared

CHORUS

A competitor established, a Dandy he!
Through mechanical devices his voice doth seethe of boredom
In the backroom they say exhaustion can’t come too soon
Halting forward like some leased toothless dog
On his own Marathon Mission

Marathon engulfs me, I’m drenched in night
A Mobius strip to nowhere, no end in sight
Then a madman calls “Hey Judas” . . . All hell breaks out to prove it!
Darkness falls to his apocalyptic cries . . . Na, Na, Na, NaNaNa Na . . .


Ways and Means
I’m gonna plow the fields
I’m gonna sow them all with honey
Gonna see, yea, what that market yields
Know it's gonna make my future sunny

‘Cause I’m a man of Ways and Means
And I means to have my way
No hesitation will I take lightly

I’m gonna take everything I can steal
I'm gonna put it right in my gunny
Don’t give a damn what the neighbors feel
Gonna sit down and count my money

'Cause I’m a man of ways and means
And I means to have my sway
My satisfaction you know it's guaranteed nightly

And I’m practically a newborn millionaire . . .


Lately
Outta the door, outta my mind
Nowhere to crawl, nowhere to hide
Thinking of three, thinking of me
Freakin’ bejessus not ready to leave
I AM LIVING PROOF STANDING RIGHT BEFORE 
YOUR VERY EYES OF LIGHTENING STRIKING
 THE SAME PLACE TWICE!

Outta the door, get out of my way
The shining of dawn is calling the day
Punching the clock, hanging in time
Got me a rhythm, give me a fire
BUT COULD YOU PLEASE BE SO NICE TO
SHOW ME WHICH WAY TO GO ‘CAUSE
I’M LOST AND I’M SINKIN’ LOW

‘Cause lately . . . I’ve been crying
I’ve be lying 'round the darker corners of to be
Lately I’ve been thinking
All about those little things that mean so much to me
Help me to believe

Pie in the Sky, Makin’ believe
Head in the clouds, dreamin’ relief
Deep in the blue sinkin’ my line
A tug and a hook
Reeling in time
But could everybody please tap down the woes
I need a laugh
Tell me a joke
Give me a little spark of hope

‘Cause lately I been crying
I been lying 'round the darker corners of to be
Lately I’ve been thinking
All about those little things that mean so much to me
Help me to believe


Martha, Martha
Martha, Martha, Martha sweet felon
Won’t you please come on home?
I ‘seen you on the tv late last night
Making your biscuits and scones
Making your biscuits and scones

Martha, Martha, Martha please text me
Grandma’s jumpsuit just don’t fit
Her cell – dark, dank, damp, and dirty
And the Warden, he don’t give a shiaaaa
The Warden, don’t give a shiaa

Martha, hear my plea
I feel like I’m living in solitary
In my orange jumpsuit
Trying to decorate my room without you, babe
(I can’t do it)
In my orange jumpsuit
I don’t get out of here till June!
Oh that hurts, it's killin' me
And that hurts me . . .

Martha, Martha, Martha pretty please
A million on my release
Was it what you said or who you know?
I want my hands on all that dough!
I want my hands on all that dough!

Martha hear my plea
Feels like I’m living in solitary
In my orange jumpsuit
Trying to decorate my room without you
(I just can’t do it)
In my orange jumpsuit
Trying to decorate my room
And it hurts me . . .

Martha, Martha, Martha pretty please . . .


Tina/Tara
She don’t care about the money
She don’t care about the booze
She can put up with the come-on’s
She’s nobody’s fool
They say there’s a party
That follows her around
While everybody’s dancing
On the other side of town

I called to Tara one day
She was just passing by
She burned me through with those
Big brown eyes
She called out good-bye
I thought that was good-bye
I thought that was good-bye
But then I thought
She don’t care . . .


Rubicon
Into the future, out of this pale
Floodwaters lead to such a trail of tears
Suzanne just can’t yield
Leave the past behind

She don’t fear no early grave
No clock stopping memory slave
Suzanne well she steps out into that gale
Leave the past behind

Fairies dancing until dawn
Muses sing that same sad song
“Safe passage over the Rubicon”
Ferry’s crossing to that distant shore
Suzanne don’t know what’s in store
“Safe passage over your Rubicon”

Know the past is gone!
Leave it all behind . . .


Will You?
Will you be my lover, baby?
Will you be my wife?
Will you share my dreams with me till the morning light?
Will you take my loving, darling?
Will you kiss me sweet?
Will you share your dreams with me as the night rolls deep?

Will you be my hunger, baby?
Will you be my feast?
Will you share a belly full when the work’s complete?
Will you take my hunger, darling?
Will you quench my lust?
Will you share a drink with me in the after-hush?

Love’s so easy when it’s young and fresh
Love’s so easy when a new found breath
But when the evening breezes blow
When the evening breezes blow
When the evening breezes blow . . .

Will you be my lover, baby?
Will you be my wife?
Will you share my dreams with me till the morning light?
Will you take my loving, darling?
Will you kiss me sweet?
Will you share my dreams with me as the night rolls deep?


Let Love be the Master (Dedicated to Eva and Chad)
What are all the reasons for falling into love?
What are all the needings to look to find someone
to satisfy the feeling life is but to share?
To care is but the seeling 
that there’s someone there
Who might care

Reason is a virtue – cleverness of mind
Lights the space around us, opens up the blinds
of our separate quarters, who’s to be let in?
So many there before us,
So many in the wind -
But where does Love begin?

Hidden are the footsteps that lead us to the one
Sudden is the moment, then done – the deed is done
Then wrapped around each other, pulled so tight and strung
Like strings that ring together
Harmony as one
Two as One

Let Love be the Master
What it asks, never deny!
For if Love is the answer, it knows the reasons why

When the moon is willing
To shine full in two hearts
The stars step back delighting
Watching from afar
But, starlight voices whisper, “Let shine sweet tenderness”
Blessing these two lovers, each, with a wish
A wish of Happiness

Let Love be the Master
What it asks, never deny!
For if Love is the answer, it knows the reasons why


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