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QUARK C’mon, let’s do the quark It’s the latest dance craze Baby, me and you Dance like the smart kids do In a subatomic daze Let’s do the quantum dance Here at the Physicists’ Ball Don’t worry, you won’t fall ‘Cause the steps are so small You hardly move at all Oooh, you offer no resistance Oooh, don’t need no peer reviews To prove your existence Partners meet by chance I did not select you First we all collide Then you’re by my side And now I detect you I love the way you quark The way you charm and spin From the bottom to the top Baby please don’t stop Keep going out and in Oooh, do you feel the attraction? Oooh, don’t take a Nobel prize To quantify our interaction Side step closer to me bit by bit Slip your lab coat off and dip your hip Have you heard about the cat? I don’t know where that cat’s at Did the cat survive? Is it dead or alive? We may never know that Everybody do the quark Do that quirky little quark Let’s see what we can see Experimentally We’re gonna glow in the dark
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What's that thing seems so strange yet so familiar? What's that thing makes me so dissatisfied? Just a little bit of pain that leaves me bruised and addicted Just a little bit of heartache makes me feel so alive Just a buzzing in the brain that leaves me lost and conflicted Twisted up inside It's mostly love It's mostly love It's kind of an affliction That no one knows a definition of That fits like a glove It's partly give and take But it's mostly love What's that thing gets me addled and bewildered? What's that thing keeps me scattered and confused? It's a chemical reaction so unsafe, so unstable An irresistible attraction and I come all unglued Try to balance on a wire but I tumble and fall from this Dizzy altitude It's mostly love It's mostly love It's kind of a commotion That I could see me getting tired of If push comes to shove It's partly a mistake But it's mostly love Could it really be a thrill beyond description? Or is it only like a disappointing kiss? Anybody with a heart would feel as partly pleased as this What's that thing so annoyingly elusive? What's that thing that just can’t be specified? It's a sentimental fling that finds me flustered and clueless I don’t really want to trust it though it seems bona fide Is it ever gonna feel like I am tall enough for this Roller coaster ride? It's mostly love It's mostly love It's more or less uncertain It's somehow sort of reminiscent of None of the above It's sometimes slightly fake But it's mostly love It’s partly give and take But it’s mostly love It’s partly a mistake But it’s mostly love
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I Was Born 03:24
In the beginning there was no light There was no day and there was no night There was no land and there was no sea There was no geography There was no faith, there was no doubt There was not much to talk about There was no sign of the human race There was no time and there was no space And then I was born The sun came out and the birds were singing That I was born It's hard to believe it, but I've been told My folks were young before they got old A lovely girl who danced til dawn With a handsome man in a uniform They took a loan, they bought a home A beautiful baby girl was born They gave her love, they gave her toys But they wanted another, they wanted a boy And then I was born Kicking and screaming all through the night Yes, I was born Now who would care and who could know About things that happened long ago? All that really matters is me The Roman empire was brought to its knees Shakespeare wrote some tragedies And wars were fought, the Bomb was dropped The forces of history could not be stopped And then I was born Angels came and they called my name When I was born Destined for success and fame Yes, I was born And things will never be the same Since I was born I was born
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He always wanted to drive that car He really wanted to have that girl But for guys like him, it could only happen In a television world She always wanted to look that good She never wanted to be so shy And she would not resist a small-screen kiss Under a television sky (chorus): A television sky, a Technicolor moon You never have to leave your living room And on the day you die, actresses will cry In the artificial rain from the television sky He always wanted to be that tough She had a weakness for blue eyes Though they had not yet met Through the TV set they shared a television sky (repeat chorus) And she drifted off in the blue screen light And she found herself on a wind-swept beach And he drifted into the blue screen night Where he found himself on the same white sand And her lips met his as the music swelled And the moon seemed almost within their reach And they walked on past the supporting cast When the scene was changed by an unseen hand There was trouble brewing in Paradise There were complications and surprises Cops and mobsters, guns and knives And messages from advertisers Parties where the laughs rang hollow Moments of uncomfortable silence Twisted plots too hard to follow Incidents of random violence A tide that turned and left them back On the sand on the beach in the fade to black... He really wanted to watch that game She loved the show with the private eye They fought for the remote control As the credits rolled Against the television sky (repeat chorus)
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I was having lunch with Elvis At the Loch Ness Cafe We were talking about the dreams we nailed And the ones that got away I said, "I wish I was a star like you God, I love that rock n roll" He said, "Finish up your soda, son And your fries are gettin' cold" The waitresses are beautiful But they won't give me the time of day Why do I keep on coming back To the Loch Ness Cafe? Odysseus drank his coffee, black Then he set out on some trip And when he thought no one was looking Lincoln pocketed the tip I pretended that I didn't see I just minded my own business 'Cause I knew that the Invisible Man Was the only other witness Everybody stares at me But when I catch them, they look away Why do I keep on coming back To the Loch Ness Cafe? At a table in the corner Where the lights were turned down low I saw the Kennedys holding hands With Marilyn Monroe And J. Edgar Hoover, in disguise Was pretending to mop the floor Near where Castro sat with Sigmund Freud Comparing their cigars The busboy says I'm crazy And he hits me with his tray Why do I keep on coming back To the Loch Ness Cafe? Einstein ordered after me But they brought his dinner first The waiter took a shortcut Through an alternate universe In the men's room, Adolph Hitler Was complaining to the Pope That Pontius Pilate got there first And used up all the soap Einstein had a hard time Trying to calculate the tip He was counting on his fingers I could see him move his lips And Hamlet had an omlette While Ophelia ate a Danish She said, "You're driving me insane-ish You're a cold fish with a death wish" I stopped in after midnight For a little bite to eat When I saw the Loch Ness dinosaur Sitting in my favorite seat She had a leather jacket on And a Jimi Hendrix shirt She was watching the display go 'round With those oversized desserts I said, "I thought that you were dead" She said, "No, I've just been away But I can't resist the cheesecake At the Loch Ness Cafe" words and music © 1997 Mike Borok and Joe Giacoio all rights reserved LOCH NESS CAFE I was having lunch with Elvis At the Loch Ness Cafe We were talking ‘bout the dreams we nailed And the ones that got away I said, "I wish I was a star like you God, I love that rock n roll" He said, "Finish up your soda, son And your fries are gettin' cold" The waitresses are beautiful But they won't give me the time of day Why do I keep on coming back To the Loch Ness Cafe? Odysseus drank his coffee, black Then he set out on some trip And when he thought no one was looking Lincoln pocketed the tip I pretended that I didn't see I just minded my own business 'Cause I knew that the Invisible Man Was the only other witness Everybody stares at me But when I catch them, they look away Why do I keep on coming back To the Loch Ness Cafe? At a table in the corner Where the lights were turned down low I saw the Kennedys holding hands With Marilyn Monroe And J. Edgar Hoover, in disguise Was pretending to mop the floor Near where Castro sat with Sigmund Freud Comparing their cigars The busboy says I'm crazy And he hits me with his tray Why do I keep on coming back To the Loch Ness Cafe? Einstein ordered after me But they brought his dinner first The waiter took a shortcut Through an alternate universe In the Men's room, Adolph Hitler Was complaining to the Pope That Pontius Pilate got there first And used up all the soap Einstein had a hard time Trying to calculate the tip He was counting on his fingers I could see him move his lips And Hamlet had an omelette While Ophelia ate a Danish She said, "You're driving me insane-ish You're a cold fish with a death wish" I stopped in after midnight For a little bite to eat When I saw the Loch Ness dinosaur Sitting in my favorite seat She had a leather jacket on And a Jimi Hendrix shirt She was watching the display go 'round With those oversized desserts I said, "I thought that you were dead" She said, "No, I've just been away But I can't resist the cheesecake At the Loch Ness Cafe"
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Show me the light, 'cause it's all black and white Back here in Kansas again Where a scarecrow could cry when children ask why This world was so badly planned Who made us stubborn and blind? Why were we so poorly designed? Who made us softer than bullets? And who turned the bones of fish into stone Fish that wished they could walk on land Where we lived in fear, holding sharp stones and spears In our tender, clawless hands? Who made us stubborn and blind? Why were we so poorly designed? Who made us softer than bullets? Who made us softer - softer than bullets? All this, they say, took only six days Then the next day was Sunday It was just begun, so much more to be done But no one showed up on Monday Oh, I want to go Somewhere under the rainbow Where I can believe what I want to believe Not what I know is so Who made us stubborn and blind? Why were we so poorly designed? Who made us quick to catch fire, Thirsty for blood, weaker than desire? Who made us softer than bullets? Who made us softer than bullets? Who made us softer - softer than bullets?

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released July 10, 2020

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New Middle Class New York

New Middle Class is Barbara Borok (lead vocal) and Mike Borok (guitar/vocal). Their many songwriter awards include Grand Prize in the 2003 MTL Songwriting Contest at the prestigious Kerrville Folk Festival in Texas and, most recently, finalist in the 2019 S. Florida FolkFest Songwriting Contest. They sing about relationships and current events gone awry, the origin of the universe, and desserts. ... more

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