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Sep 3, 2010 4:01:08 PM

Here're four brand new songs that I wrote in June and July 2010 and recorded in July. Written, performed, produced by Paul Iorio. Lyrics below. Enjoy! Paul

BAILEY

WE'RE GONNA WIN

POWDER BLUE

I'd Walk 5 Miles For Your Love

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L Y R I C S

BAILEY

Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio

Bailey roams where he shouldn't go

Bailey has no choice

They put a rifle in his face

Said, "Your passport or your home/

And don't you say your home"

Bailey ran from a border guard

Hopped a train that was goin' (goin')

Hid atop a luggage rack

Hid there for a whole time zone

For a whole time zone

Bailey, why don't you come home?

Bailey, you come home

Bailey, why don't you come home

But don't you come alone

Bailey, why don't you come home?

Bailey, you come home

Bailey, why don't you come home

But don't you come alone

Mountains sprawl to infinity

Clouds way way down below

If you get stuck in peaks like that

You'll never find your home

You'll die lost and alone

If you roam where your money's strong

If you roam where you're known

Someone else won't tell your tale

You can tell it on your own

You'll live to tell it on your own

Bailey, why don't you come home?

Bailey, you come home

Bailey, why don't you come home

But don't you come alone

Bailey, why don't you come home?

Bailey, you come home

Bailey, why don't you come home

But don't you come alone

NOTES ON "BAILEY": This began with an aggressive Whoish guitar riff that I combined with a sort of wind-swept narrative. The bridge came to me during a walk in the Berkeley hills.

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WE'RE GONNA WIN

Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

You know there's celebration

And plenty of elation

You know it's not my style

To suppress my smile

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

You know there's jubilation

A grand slammin' nation

You know we're gonna win

[top of the ninth/change is comin' fast]

We're winning massively

We're winning for all time

We're winning massively

We're winning for all time

We're gonna have a real good time

We're winning massively

We're winning for all time

It's a hole in one

A hundred percent fun

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

You know it's not my style

To practice self-denial

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

There's victory in the air

Triumph everywhere

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

There is no shred of doubt

I'm gonna knock you out

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

Get out the back seat

Get in the front

Get out the back seat

Get off the floor

You know we're gonna win for all time

Get out the back seat

Get off the floor

You know we're gonna win

You know we're conquerin'

Win win win win win win

[voice: "Hey, that ain't no jump shot/we won"

2nd voice: "Talk to the ref, man"]

NOTES ON "WE'RE GONNA WIN": Where rap meets rhythmic chants at sports events. It started with a rhythm and the title phrase, which I started humming while walking to a store one afternoon.

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POWDER BLUE

Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio

I've got the powder blues

I'm feeling powder blue

I'm so powder blue

I've got the powder blues

I'm so in love with you

I might be navy blue

In a day or two
Might be Picasso blue

But now I'm only powder blue

I've got the powder blues

I'm feeling powder blue

I'm so powder blue

I've got the powder blues

I guess it's what I blew

Backstage at Silk Bamboo

A flight straight to the moons

Of Jupiter and Neptune

I've got the powder blues

I'm feeling powder blue

I'm so powder blue

I've got the powder blues

I'm feeling powder blue

I'm so powder blue

I've got the powder blues

NOTES ON "POWDER BLUE": This one, or at least its chorus, came streaming out of me in early July 2010 as I was idly watching TV, and I developed it from there. I wanted a brush-drum jazz-nightclub sort of ambience.

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I'D WALK FIVE MILES FOR YOUR LOVE (BUT NEED A RIDE BACK)

Music and lyrics by Paul iorio

I'd walk five miles for your love

But need a ride back

I'd work 7 to 11 to buy you stuff

Oh you know I'd break my back

[That's 7 in the morning to 11 in the morning/let's not get carried away here]

It's time to seize the day

Or seize the per diem I'm being paid

'Cause I've used my gas allowance

And all my checking account balance

I'd climb the highest mountain

for your love

[Maybe on one of those funiculars]

I'd give you fifty million dollars

if i could have it all back

[And I wouldn't charge you much interest either]

i'd cross the widest river

On an yacht munching salmon slivers

I'd buy you a diamond ring

Made of cubic zirconia bling

I'd walk five miles for your love

But need a ride back

[Cubic zirconia!]

[Work 7 to 11!]

NOTES ON "I'D WALK FIVE MILES": I came up with this after hearing the Flight of the Conchords play at Bkly's Greek Theater in late May. Days later, I took a very early morning walk in Berkeley and saw a funny bumper sticker, "Carpe per Diem" -- and I laughed and continued to walk as a song started taking shape in my head, a tune poking fun at all those I'll-do-anything-for-your-love type songs.

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Jul 18, 2010 11:16:00 AM