Rue C'est La Vie

Rue c'est la vie

by Alan Lewis Silva

Released 03/01/2016
Lusitone Records
Released 03/01/2016
Lusitone Records
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ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY ALAN LEWIS SILVA
All songs copyright © 2016 by Alan Lewis Silva


1. Rue C’est La Vie

If you’re passing though
Rue C’est La Vie
And you see a woman
Who says that she knows me,
She says she owes me
Then give it back to me

If there’s no strings attached
And all her loves pass,
And if she’s still thinking of the past,
Give it back to me
Give her back to me

And in the windows
And in the doorway lights,
Remember me—

“And instead of you, she’d
“Rather have me holding her,”
If you think that’s the way,
It must have been

If you’re walking down the avenue,
And you feel that you’re head’s being
Strangled blue—
Only one thing to do
Give it back to me

You’re a fleeting member of the dust
When the sands of her nature
Arise,
You’ll be whisked
Into a bus
Of old lovers
There will be a picture of me at her dresser…
And a spider on the wall

If you’re passing though
Rue C’est La Vie
And there’s a fine woman
That thinks that she knows me,
She says she owes me,
Give it back to me
Give it back to me


2. Run of the Mill

Twenty-three birds on the lake
Counted them all
There’s no mistake
Ninety-nine more on the hill
But it don’t matter, baby, ‘cause—
It’s a run of the mill

Cut me down a leaf from the tree
I put it in a box.
That’s with wooden debris
And I’m that leaf
The box is my brill
And you’re the debris, baby—
It’s a run of the mill

The shroud of the fog
Covers the sand
The record of tears I covered with my hand
And the love letter
Where your voice is ringing still
Can’t turn no further—
It’s a run of the mill

It seems like the more I want you
The harder it is to do anything else
Seems like the more I need you
The more I can’t get nothin’ else
But, you know—
It’s a run of the mill


3. Russia’s Song

I went to Moscow,
And I played the dances
Then I went to Russia,
And I had romances,
And I’m back in Spain for the wine,
Living in the U.S., doin’ fine

Well, don’t forget me,
Alexander Pushkin,
Because I killed you in a duel
Recall my name,
Gogol,
Because you killed yourself for fuel


4. Saddle Up the Palomino

Saddle up the palomino;
The Moon is high tonight;
The engine’s runnin’ ‘round the bend;
I’m doin’ fine

Unprotected like a martyr,
Approached like a gate,
The señorita wonders
What it is they’ll do today

The rollin’ boxcars and railroads are
Stickin’ to the glue along the tracks
The conversation seems to falter
When she realizes he’s not coming back

“Well, don’t count on love letters,” she says
Trying to explain
How it was that she got there
And how it’s been this strange

The missionaries and the dead princes
Have her all comfortable inside
Underground in a basement,
In a little place they like to hide

With the guns and the silver bells
But no more water in the well
Saddle up the palomino
Before it all goes to hell


5. Salvador

I awoke in the grey dawn
I could feel Jesus

I awoke from the grey dawn
I could feel Jesus

Savior,
Lord of my life,
How I love Thee!

O God,
You’ve forgiven so much
From the east to the west

How blessed am I—
Thank You, Lord


6. San Francisco Blues

Tell you about my friend, the devil
Her name is
Something I shouldn't say
She put me on the television
I was a big star—

She gave me a big career
I was carried around in limos
I had all the riches
And the money,
But I wasn't so happy,
No mama,
Not until I got the San Francisco blues,
Not until I got the San Francisco blues
I'm getting those blues—

My friend,
I saw him on the other side of the street
Wavin’ his check at me
He said, “I got 5 million
“Come back to my party tonight,”
But when I got there,
They had all my old friends
They were all hostages
They said, “Were gonna assassinate ‘em”
I said, “No, please don't
“I quit,”
So now I got the San Francisco blues


7. Sand and Foam

A man comes to town
With some heartache
And a rose

And makes it out in the country
With handful of flowers
Decomposed

A morning is risin’
In the sky
Above the dale

I walked along the forest
And found the place
Where some cherries grow

And went on through the woods
To find the path
To the sand and foam

I said, “Wow, it’s a pretty big forest
“Dig the stillness. Dig the earth”

Smoke rises out of a chimney
After years
On the lam

Footsteps on the beach
Are washed away
From every grain of sand


8. Secret Life

In my secret world there are no wars
In my hidden vision I have a soul
It will take you practice, but I have done
Everything the executioner does for fun

The truth is just another kind of lie
Versions of death are a slice of pie
The more heartache you possibly absorb
Tells a great much more about these chores

You get up in the morning and you go to work,
Stick dogs in their cages, and you raise your fork
I pray to the Lord I might be forgiven
For the guilt you placed on me for my tyranny living

The secret life will place you high
It will show you how and tell you why
The secret life will place you high
In my secret life

On the road where you work, I am there
With a clown’s cape and a ticket to the fair
I’m just a Portuguese version of myself
Is that why I’m so depraved by your empty shelf?

I could not care for rest because I’m blessed
To find you naked in the sun with every breath
I took from your choking, heaving breasts
In my secret mind where I passed all the tests

Time for fun is scattering on the hedge
But that won’t keep one from making their pledge
To see you in every shadow and darkened room
With clues of crimes pasted to the Moon

The secret life will place me high
It will show me how and tell me why
The secret life will place me high
In your secret life

The broke-down castles of the vanquished Moor
Demonstrate my valor when it comes to either-or
And if you evade me now, it won’t last
Because in all due manners my patience is past

The birds of wanton women are featherless
And I can’t learn flight from their straight-jacket vests
Secret war is filling up the wild, chaotic night
Battle shots ring out from their vague, lifeless eyes

I have known great people that weren’t conned
You want me to believe that it must be a sin
Without that special kind of force-field sun
Where they live in frigid, dirty guns

The secret life will place her high
It will show her how and tell her why
The secret life will place her high
In his secret life

The falcons of the Azores have a single haunt
Like Camões, I’m on a listless jaunt
If the face of the devil is like pure solitude
Pray he doesn’t search to find my rectitude

If there’s a fact for you it can’t be Love
That’s just a rumor of disease killed long ago
But if she wants to hold my hand, do it kindly;
And tell her I’ll be at the watchtower, ready

The secret life will place him high
It will show him how and tell him why
Oh, the secret life will place him high
In her secret life

Don’t hesitate to buy me right now
If you need an invitation, consider how
The slaves chopped down the lumber and lit it on fire
Merchants wanted to sell it, but they couldn’t get no higher

You couldn’t take their rules and vie leave
The mess of blood they showed with their constancy
And for worthwhile bankers, abscond with the funds;
Because that’s your function, so feel good and loved

The Currency god will thank you kindly
Distribute wisely. Don’t forget your churches
And patronize your progenitor sons;
Barter your daughters for the Chosen One;
And if the secret man should arise in California,
Do what you can to bribe him with your cornucopia

The secret life will place them high
It will show them how and tell them why
The secret life will place them high
In our secret life

The anthills are bounded with the army
And it will invade you if you don’t revolt from their aim
And if you want to show another way of living
You don’t know the very meaning of giving

You only need to invest spirit plus
All the enforcement of dictators and puss
It will free you from sanctified order and lust
Once the witness identifies the purified mush

Give me your noble legs and your hairless groin
Show the whole world your golden coin
Where comets pass with deathless secrecy
The secret life will glorify your vain publicity

The secret life will place us high
It will show us how. It will tell us why
The secret life will place us high
In their secret life
In our secret lives
In our secret life


9. Selling Stars

O Laura,
Why don’t you get up off the floor?
O Laura,
You know you’ve been like this before

You sat on my lap
And told me of the war
Now tell who is this man I see you with that
You’re walking out the door?

You stole my arms,
You stole my guns,
And you stole me
Passin’ though the borders,
And everything you see

You lost me in the canyon, baby,
You lost in the Indian Creek,
You let me down, and now I’m nothin’ ‘cept
Fallin’ free

I asked your people where you were, and they
Led me up the block,
Movin’ past the strangers’ faces
Thought I might get shot

I saw you in the movie
I couldn’t believe all that rot
You were naked except
You had on my socks

Oh, what is this?
What did this to you?
Who is that man you’re with?
With the evil mood?

You were an angel
Now you’re a demon
A difference of opinion, I guess
We come out even

O my God,
Please don’t let this happen again
O my God,
Is this some kind of evil sin?


10. Set Sail

Hold my hand,
Remove your veil,
Get to know me, darlin’,
Because we got to set sail

I want you
You want me

Easy Freedom, naturally
You come like a wolf,
And you mind me

You relax my muscles and diary
You keep me fine
Rainwater in my eyes
When lovers cry, I become distracted

Hold my hand,
Remove your veil,
Get to know me, darlin’
We got to set sail


11. Shake It

I caught a glimpse of you
After the service
It seemed that the moment,
It might surface
I asked you how you were
You said how the evenings were
Back in your home far away

Would you like to
Shake it with me?
You’ll find that things will open up
Easily
And if you want to—
Have some
Gentle—ummm…

I want to give you
Some of my business
But I don’t like
Any of—your “busyness”
Give me some time
If you want to ease my mind
That’s aching for a possession

Shake it
Shake it; shake it; shake it;
Shake it, yeah!!


12. Shall I Play My Lute

Shall I play my lute for you, my dear one?
You are my phony wife,
A partial Aphrodite
I have been thinking of you this autumn
When the moments are still

Do you enjoy my song with your eyes closed?
I enjoy singing with my eyes closed, too

It is fortunate
For me that we are alone
No one will hear
How my heart broke

My spirit, like the house,
Is on stilts to stand up for you

All connections have ceased,
Except for me and me
I remember you sitting by the cotton, Jenny,
With your wheels rollin’ ‘round,

And I am just a fool acting like a hillbilly clown—
You are a witch that tricked me with good looks—

Shall I play lute for you, my dear one?
I have nothing else to do
My inspiration died
And I have to rely
On critics to tell me
What I do best
I’m just a tangled wolf
In a bloody tress
I’m just an Easter bunny
Jumpin’ up and down,
Looking for the golden egg—
The best one to be found

I went to the graveyard,
Looking for girlfriend
The other night

I found a couple, and I did them,
But it didn’t get much better
Than that

I been all around the ocean
With nymphs from shore to shore
I bet I must have resisted
The charms of one whore to another whore

So come on, baby,
You can’t do worse
And we can go sailing
On the hell-boilin’ sea, Yippie
Room for two, of course…

Shall I play my lute for you, my dear one?
I would love to love you again
For the first time in this Antarctic summer,
The best one—
The best one,
The best won…

Shall I play my lute for you, my dear one?
You are my phony wife,
A partial Aphrodite
I have been thinking of you this autumn
When the moments are still
When the moments are still
When the moments… are… still…


13. She Belongs to Me

You say,
“There’s not a cause
“For alarm
“A fire is still burning,
“And the crows
“Are cacklin’ on the farm,”

But that’s all wrong
I grew the corn
I had a dog, but it died;
I found the treasure was sold

There is no risk
There is no chance
There is no woman
With a pie at the end of the tracks
Because she’s here with me,
She belongs to me

I understand it better
That I’m so human
I went down a ditch
I wanted to
I’m stronger than you think;
I’m stranger than you wish

I built the palace in one hour
You took six years to tear it down
There is a disconnect—
You’re not my enemy but a clown

There is no risk
There is no chance
There is not a woman
With a pie at the end of the track
Because she’s here with me,
She belongs to me

The field’s damp and foggy
Farmer Frank’s got the blues
I can hear his guitars play
Better every day

There is no risk
There is no chance
Because she’s here with me,
She belongs to me


14. She Needs Love

If she wanted to,
She could
But she won’t
‘Cause she don’t
Care about puppies

She needs a little doggy style
With her face down in the bed
She’ll get wet
From the back of her head

She needs love
She needs love
She needs love
She needs love

The flower opens up as a rose
Lightnin’ lights the air like a show

Pink poppies
Brighten the road
She could groan
She could moan
After being too alone

But I get the sense
It’s hard
To penetrate
Her big defense

Ummhmmm…

She needs love
She needs love

She needs love
She needs love

Love
Love
Love…
Love

Affection
Affffffffffection

*

She could laugh
From a cat
To lay on my heart
And scratch my back
Rough licks and petted down fur
Should make
Her
Kitty purr


15. Ship Key

Once
I had a lover
On the shoreline she told to me
What I’ve written down
That I’ll read

She said, “On, on, on,
“Over waters,
“Through the waves,
“We can sail through the darkness
“On the night’s shallow bay,”

And getting even better,
She said that I would lead the way

She said, “Under sky and over blackness
“Through the void we’ll sail on
“Naming islands as we pass
“With the skylight always on”

“Oh, O—,” she said—,
“Let’s sail at dawn—”
And as she spoke,
I wondered whether or not
To put her clothes back on

I tried to tell her that the rainclouds
Hide the stars
That, “Babe, we’re broken people
“That’s why we’re always moving on”
Yes, even in a ship song

Listening not, she wondered,
Crossing ocean rivers
On the moonlight’s silver feet
As glimmers on the water
Cast our figures on the sea

She said, “Babe,
“Babe!
“It’s you and me—”

And it was
All of that—
In her dream


16. Sign in the Window

Why must I shut what you feel?
I shake my head. I turn and reel
Well, I’ve thrown up; I’m hungry again
I thought I would call you my friend

I saw the sign in the window
I saw the sign in the window (looking in)
I saw the sign—
I saw the sign (that it would be the end)

Can nothing else be done?
People are dancin’, but the party’s no fun
This happened to me the last time we talked
A man that yells is like a dog that barks

I saw the sign in the window
I saw the sign in the window (looking in)
I saw the sign—
I saw the sign (that it would be the end)

I smile alive when I’m thinking
Of the red rose days
Happy to tumble
Into the haze

Torn apart the last time we cried,
Kissin’ ourselves the last time we died,
Well, only one road left to go
Is better off than my soul

I saw the sign in the window
I saw the sign in the window (looking in)
I saw the sign—
I saw the sign (that it would be the end)


17. Sing Me a Song

Did you ever dye your hair
A different color?
Did you ever wear that ring
For another?

Is it all the same?
It’s all the same to me…

Do you want
To start a rock and roll band?
We can tour in a mobile van

And have a good life
Makin’ friends,
Makin’ people laugh
Grow a garden

Do you know the way?



ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY ALAN LEWIS SILVA
All songs copyright © 2016 by Alan Lewis Silva
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