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Circular Reasoning
Jeopardy
Fiberglass Panites
Happy-Go-Lucky
Culty's
Erotomania
Wading
14
Lizards & Stars
Out Of Breath
Sleepless Years
Tida
Tearing And Merging



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Released in 1997
Fish-Eye Records

Stephanie Rearick :: Keyboard, Piano, Trumpet
Jon Hain :: Guitar
Joey Zarda :: Bass Guitar
Jeff Scott :: Percussion
John Driscoll :: Drums


Recorded at Optisonic by Brian Daly over Memorial Day Weekend in 1997.



Circular Reasoning
© 1995, Stephanie Rearick


You might be right
I don't know what's good for me
The things you do
are for my own security
In these great times of trouble
I'll trust you all
I'll crawl inside your bubble
no mind at all
And if you need a mouthpiece
I'll play along
I don't understand the words
but I know you wrote the song

You're dancing rings around my circular reasoning

Oh yes I know 
you've got your own priorities
And I couldn't do
without all your amenities
You write your own prescription
You tend the store
And with your kind permission
I'll walk right through your door
Yes, in these times of trouble
I'll trust you all
I'll crawl inside your bubble
I'll watch you fall

You're dancing rings around my circular reasoning
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Jeopardy
© 1996, Stephanie Rearick
This jeopardy's electric
in its universal appalling appeal
this look is gonna gut you 'cause it
can't afford for you to have too much inside

It's your everyday beauty pageant
It's your time in the gaze of the spotlight
It's your day to sizzle in its eye

Are you wanting to pick it up or
are you trying your best to put it down?

This jeopardy awaits you like an
impatient naked lover
The warmth of it caresses you like
sunlight through a magnifying glass

It's your everyday beauty pageant
It's your time in the gaze of the spotlight
It's your day to sizzle in its eye

Are you wanting to pick it up or
are you trying your best to put it down?

You consider you so closely
it makes you want to gouge your eyes out
They consider you so thoroughly
it makes you want to gouge their eyes out too

It's an ordinary thing for you to do.
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Fiberglass Panties
© 1996, Stephanie Rearick

I met your friend today 
I think she seems OK
pretty friendly and not too obnoxious
you seem to hang out a lot
closer than I had thought
I think it's nice for you
Wish I had one too

But there's something about it
It's nothing but
I feel funny and
please don't get mad at me
Can't put my finger on it
but it's something like this
I'm not sure how to say it 
but I think that

She's too effusive 
and you're too appreciative
You're too intimate
It's not appropriate
And I'm having this feeling
A little unsettling
Don't want to restrict you
but I feel a need to
explain and be heard cuz my thoughts
running wild
It's childish and wrong and irrational
I know inside of my head the threat it is mild
I shouldn't have said it I'm sorry but

I just had to bring it up
I just had to lay it down
Down your throat again
I just had to bring it up
I just had to lay it down
My disorderly brain needs to be sure
that you get a disorder too

I just had to bring it up
I just had to lay it down
Down your throat again
I just had to bring it up
I just had to lay it down
Now I'm wanting to lay it to rest
but it's restless and so you are too

Well I
hope you appreciate
I tried to show restraint
When I'm emotional
I tend to overstate
It's a little bit tricky
a little bit sticky
this business of being unenvious
I meant it but not quite
I think maybe not at all
Please don't be changing things
on my behalf now
I was a little bit restless
a little bit nervous
my ego was fragile
I think that I'm 
over it now 
and I take it all back
it had nothing to do with you
nothing to do with her
It was just the discomfort
was getting to me
It was all cuz I'm
wearing my fiberglass panties

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Happy Go Lucky
© 1994, Stephanie Rearick

Well the sun hangs low and bright and orange
in the blazing heat today
And it's just a watery coat of paint that keeps
the sun's rays at bay
And the biting flies are miserable 
and their skin is en flambe 
But the phanties think there's a cool lagoon
just a little ways away

So they go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
in a single file line
They go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
and they seem to feel fine
They go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
in a single file line
They go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
and their wrinkles tell the time

The sky it shelters overhead
like a pale blue glassy dome
And the tall grass rustles
as the other creatures
aimlessly still roam
And when the sun has fallen 
and the day collapses into night
The phanties stay their course,
finding their way by bright moonlight 

And they go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
in a single file line
They go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
and they seem to feel fine
They go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
in a single file line
They go walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
and their wrinkles tell the time

And when the sun pokes up again
they know the heat the day will bring
But when despair begins to threaten
They begin to sing
And with every step they take
They know inside their trek
may never end
But they're pretty sure that
that lagoon must be
just around the bend

So  they keep walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
in a single file line
They keep walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
and they seem to feel fine
They keep walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
in a single file line
They keep walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin'
and their wrinkles tell the time
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Culty's
© 1995, Jon Hain, Stephanie Rearick & David Fawcett

Walk around the table
give that friendly wave
Close it down
Now your in the elite club
Yeah, so profound

It's Culty's Women and Boys

If you feel the need to belong
to rise above the throng
Just give a vacant stare
and give old Jim a scare

If you wonder why we're here
the reason is perfectly clear
if you drink some spicy beer
and braid your little beard

In the club you can
speak your mind
We'll listen and be kind
No matter what you say
We'll love you anyway

So if you need to get away
Just listen to what we say
You don't need a vacant stare
You just need people who care
like
CULTY'S WOMEN AND BOYS
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Erotomania
© 1994, Stephanie Rearick

I glassed a cast
up and down your body
And played a way that
you could step right through
I got a grip on your 
holy senses
Then one of them
said you could see me too.

And when you wake up with your
morning face
and turn and look at me
and smile
I don't know if I can break 
this pace
Maybe I'll see you in awhile

I grew and 
hit my head
on your ceiling
And raised a bump
that you could
crawl into
So once again you've
set me reeling
Am I falling where
you want me to?

And when I get up off my
shattered face
You turn and look at me
and smile
I don't know if I can make
this pace
Maybe I'll see you in awhile

You bought a modicum
of ardor
and then went broke
before you wanted to
And when you're overdrawn
it's harder
to convince myself
I still want you

But when you show up
with your pretty face
and turn and look at me
and smile
All I know is I can't
shake this pace
Maybe I'll see you in awhile

...My body sings with your silence
It drifts in my ears with a calmness that clears out my mind
Your eyes paint scenes of my image
A newness surrounds the reflections that make up my world

Your breathing melts with the breezes
The wind rushes softly around me and wraps up my life
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Wading
© 1996, Stephanie Rearick
It's raining
so steady
Pulsating on the river
The leaves
are glistening
and earthworms
are getting withered
Now
I'm wading
in the rippling water
squishing on the slimy bottom
walking 'cross the jagged rocks
I hit some moss 
and slip in underwater
Now
I'm waiting
for someone to pull me up
to shore or even up
to air
but barring that
I'm waiting for my silver crayfish

And right now
I'm getting muddy
I'm getting leeches
I'm getting wet

And looking up from the murky bottom
I see sunlight casting diamonds on the surface
Sure looks nice.

Half-empty
half-assed and
half-full and 
half-witted
Half-life and
half-lived and
half-hearted
half-dead
Half-deaf and
half-listened
Half the time
Half way
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14
© 1996, Jon Hain

I'd like to paint a picture  of 14 lonely women 
   drawing 14 lonely years.
I'd like to take a photograph of 14 lazy rivers 
   losing 14 lonely tears.
I'd like to tell a story of 14 diesel engines 
   losing 14 lonely gears.
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Lizards & Stars
© 1997, Stephanie Rearick

I've got a tale
It's a legendary epic
Full of monsters and lawyers and lizards and stars
You can't fit it in your head.
And it ends with the death of the universe
And you've a bit part somewhere in between
the climax and the denouement

And we are everything right now

I've got a song
It's a simple observation
made up of laughter and crying and ashes and dust
You can hold it in your hand.
And it ends in the blink of an insect's eye
And you are barely aware that each word of this song is
a piece of time

And we've all overwritten our roles
And they seem to be set in stone
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Out Of Breath
© 1996, Stephanie Rearick

You used to be 
so unusual
You used to be
like a stranger
to me

You were living in another part of town
You were working on another friend of mine
You were painting very pretty pictures
of very ugly things
You were clinging to another fragment of
another foggy notion of another love
You were occupied by other things when
impulse grabbed you by your collar

You were walking down another street to 
    work and then you took another 
left turn and you flagged another taxi 
    and you tipped another driver 
and you conned another doorman and you 
    climbed another flight of stairs 
and ended up at my door
at my door

And your timing was nearly imperfect
and your presence was almost unwelcome
And amid the details of your abrupt arrival
I was thinking

What a wonderful time to be living
Living on your knees
What a wonderful time to be breathing
Breathing down my neck
What a wonderful time to be beating
Beating down my door
Down my door

And maybe you'll excuse me while I babble 
rather breathlessly and tell you I don't 
want to be engaged in conversation with 
you and if you were wondering I'm really 
rather busy and I can't be entertaining 
right now cuz I'm on the phone and maybe 
if you stop another time when inconveniences 
aren't keeping me from company, enjoying your 
fine company, maybe I'll perform more aptly, 
say my lines much more calmly, maybe I'll 
stop talking for reasons other than running 
out of breath.
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Sleepless Years
© 1995, Stephanie Rearick

He was only breathing sleepless years for a brass generation
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Tida
© 1993, Jon Hain & Stephanie Rearick

Walk six miles to touch the seahorse
in the factory
Divide your mileage by your time
then collect your fee
Compute the backwards blisster
then return your key
If you wanted to ride that tidal wave,
you could always wait by the sea

Tida Upala
uvula faster, try to relax

Put your thoughts inside your pillow
It's time to state your plea
Remember the weeping willow
by the balcony
Speak softly of your sorrow,
listen to the tree
When you redeem your conscience coupon
you will find your conscience is free

Tida Upala
uvula faster, try to relax
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