February 2012

BILL LLOYD / BOY KING OF TOKYO CREDITS

Whole In One Record (2012)

all songs written and performed by Bill Lloyd published by Fourel Songs BMI (admin.by BMG/CHRYSALIS)

vocals / drums & percussion / bass/ keyboards /

and all stringed things were sung & played by Bill

Recorded and mixed by: Scott Baggett (1)

Jonathan Bright(2) Jamie Hoover (3)

Recorded by Steve Alllen and mixed by Steve Marcantonio (4)

Recorded by Marc Owens and mixed by Glenn Rosenstein (5a)

Recorded by Eli Shaw and Glenn Rosenstein

and mixed by Glenn Rosenstein (5b)

Recorded and mixed by Glenn Rosentstein (5c)


Mastered by Jim DeMain at Yes Master

Album design by Keith Brogdon for Thinking Out Loud Design

Photos courtesy of Betty

Legal: Sawnie Aldredge, Esq.

Contact and information

billlloydmusic.net

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With special note on the instrumental tracks

Doc's Box #1 and Chet's Right Hand, Man;

Both were written with the aid of actually playing Doc Watson's Gallagher guitar and Chet Atkins Guild 6120 which I had such fortunate access to while working at the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum in their archives.

The Boy King Of Tokyo

CH #1 I was a big surprise to the bride and groom

When I set up shop in my mothers womb

From a tiny seed..I began to grow

Into the Boy King of Tokyo

 

V1I was a Gai Jin brat with diplomatic poise to spare

When I hit the streets all the Japanese would point and stare

I’d say chotto mate kudusai when I picked up the phone

Who were they were talking to?

Didn’t they know? I was the Boy King of Tokyo

 

V2Mom and dad..the occupying forces in my mind

From Pershing Heights to Ueno Park they aired me out sometimes

It was post war to post-partum I suppose

But that’s the way the story goes

They abdicated the throne

To The Boy King of Tokyo

 

CH #2

I was a big surprise to the bride and groom

When I set up shop in my mothers womb

But once I incubated I hit the road

To become the Boy King of Tokyo

 

BR

Godzilla faced unfriendly fire and I was forced to wear wooden shoes.. I may have been young.. but I had the blues

 

V3

When it was time to head back

to the states, my kingdom fell

If my subjects had to be consoled I couldn’t tell

If I choose to believe the story I was later told

They all lined up along the road..before the rising sun rose

Waving off The Boy King Of Tokyo

 

CH #3

I was a big surprise to the bride and groom

When I set up shop in my mothers womb

All the details lost of a life unknown

The Boy King of Tokyo

 

Bill Lloyd Fourel MusicBMI administered by BMG/CHRYSALIS

 

BUY ON CREDIT

 

I didn't try .. I just phoned it in Calling for salvation

A voice came on the line to say Some other time

If I could only take those minutes back I'd like to dial your number

Using some old rotary phone of a grand design

 

But it's hard when it's hard

and you learn how to accept it

And it's fine when it's not

Because they let you by on credit

 

You've been as silent as a sleeper cell somewhere in Manhattan

Planning-plotting-waiting for my heart to be overthrown

I can't tell you I'm not coming back I know you'll never listen

Like getting paged by the KKK on the white courtesy phone

 

We went down like a dream

But we don't know where it's headed

But we always get by

Because they let us by on credit

 

In the back room of my grandma's house we had to be so quiet

it wasn't easy with the china set perched on the wall

we caught a creep show showing late one night

We were channel surfing

albino zombie with a rat tattoo.. seemed to say it all

 

When we talked to ourselves

we we're happy that we said it

I'm just feeding you lines

but you let me Buy On Credit

Bill Lloyd Fourel Songs BMI adm. By BMG/CHRYSALIS

 

Let It Slide

 

V1

Nothing seems to please you

So you Let It Slide.. Let It Slide

Take two more of these , you’ll..

Let It Slide ..yeah, you’ll Let It Slide away

What you thought was so important yesterday

Looks smaller in the brighter light of day

 

V2

Feel the pressure rising

But you Let It Slide..Let It Slide

Futures need downsizing

So you Let It Slide.. just Let It Slide away

You can climb down from the perch

from where you reigned

Now it’s back to earth and nothing is the same

 

( instrumental section and solo in G )

 

BR I had a case of the Mondays..that lasted a year

Then I epiphanied one day..and it all became clear..

 

V3

Every kingdom crumbles

And we Let It Slide..we Let It Slide

History keeps us humble

So we Let It Slide..we Let It Slide away..

‘til there‚s no one left to give the run around

And those mile-high dreams fall all the way back down

Bill Lloyd Fourel Songs BMI administered by BMG/CHRYSALIS

We Got The Moon

We got the moon upended lying on it’s back
Looks like the shell of an egg
that’s been already cracked
Or like a cup that’s gonna catch the stars
that fall too soon
Looky here.. We Got The Moon

We got the cool breeze blowing
through your hair tonight
May be a good excuse so I can hold you tight
But no matter what I want it’s gonna end too soon
But until it does, We Got The Moon

We Got The Moon We got the moment
It lends itself to drastic measures don’t it
It’s got the power to move the tides
Just imagine what it does to your insides

Like pouring pop over a battery that’s dead and gone
That silver light will flip the switch that turns us on
Make a wallflower dance across a crowded room
It’s the power of love We Got the Moon

(repeat chorus)

We got a beautiful sky all lit up to see
the full effect of the gravity
We can bathe in the glow while the night is in bloom
At least for awhile We Got the Moon

Com-Trol

V1


We took turns with the bong and driving the van
I wrote songs .. the band got a deal
And everyone said we were keeping it real
It was real.. real fun
But then the fun part came undone

CH

Because I sing for Com-trol Communications
They bought out my contract when my agent was off on vacation
Now every line that I sing
Or anytime that you feel anything
Comes from a piece of my soul
and courtesy of Com-Troll

V2

Here’s a song I wrote for my mom
But now it’s a jingle .. so please sing along
They took out the part where she died
Now this song’s about chicken..battered and fried
I could quit.. so they say
But Mom liked her chicken
and the band still likes to get paid

CH#2

So now I sing for Com-Trol Communications
They own every note that I wrote and every radio station

It’s just a piece of my soul that’s brought to you by Con-Trol
It’s a little piece of my soul that’s brought to you by Con-Trol

(Com-Trol Communications is a division of the Poly-Sony-Warner Universal Entertainment Corporation in conjunction with Haliburton, the Council on Foreign Relations and the Federal World Reserve)

Bill Lloyd
Fourel Songs BMI administered by BMG/CHRYSALIS

Home Jeeves

 

CH

Home Jeeves Home Jeeves

Jeeves take me home

She’s perched on her barstool

like a queen on her throne

And all the dogs are linin’ up to

make her their own

Home Jeeves Home Jeeves

Jeeves take me home

 

V1

Now when you step on the gas

Make sure that I’m here

Don’t head me off at the pass

Until it’s perfectly clear

I’m damn ready to go

Even if I’m already gone

I don’t care if you know

The kind of trip that we’re on

 

(repeat chorus)

 

V2

She was my queen

Back when I had the brass ring

But then she turned mean

When I lost everything

Now she rules the night

And she never comes home

It’s not worth the fight

When you’re just there all alone

 

(repeat chorus) Bill Lloyd Fourel Music BMI (admin.BMG/CHRYSALIS

 

Doc’s Box#1 (inst)

 

The Best Record Ever Made

 

CH Naaa-na-na-na-na na Naa-Naa Naa-Naa X 2

 

V1

The Best Record Ever Made

Forced you to jump up out of your chair
Swing your arms around like a maniac,

Play the guitar. Grow your hair.

The Best Record Ever Made Made you want to turn up to ten

And then you’d play it over and over and over again

You’d never want it to ( end )

 

CH (repeat CH)

 

V2

The Best Record Ever Made Made you feel like life was a breeze

The world might get cold But you were climate controlled

in a song set at sixty-eight degrees

Sixty eight or sixty nine Those years weren’t just a moment in time

Cos’ I can go back in snap to a feeling sublime

When I start singing..

 

CH (repeat CH)

 

BR

And when the needle started making it’s way back to the middle

and I’m lying there in my bed

If I still hear the song in my head even after the fade..

it was The Best Record Ever Made

INST BIT/BREAKDOWN

 

V3

The Best Record Ever Made Made me feel like life is a song

And it might be fun if I could write one of my own..

so I could sing along

 

CH out

Up In the Air

 

V1

Up In the Air It’s all Up In the Air

What comes next? Take your best guess

It’s Up In the Air All Up In the Air

What’s the plan? Nothing to stand on

 

CH #1

Whle precious hours drift away

Lean back, leave it for another day

 

V2

Up In the Air It’s all Up In the Air

We’re like clouds.. Drifting ‘round.. We’re

Up In the Air All Up In the Air

So we wait Speculating

 

CH #2

Why these wayward sheep without a herd

Just don’t grow some wings

Start flying like the birds... Up In the Air

 

Solo

 

V3

Up In the Air It’s all Up In the Air

Can’t decide..thoughts collide

Up In the Air We’re all Up In the Air

Down which road, no one knows

The next move anyone might take will be

A surprise..especially to me

 

Bill Lloyd Fourel Songs BMI Administered by BMG/CHRYSALIS

The Fix Is In

 

V1

What you got cookin’ in that pretty little head?

Some kind of notion you can make a stand

Wade too deep, you could wind up dead

When the water starts risin’..you’ll want dry land

You’re better off stickin’ to the shallow end..

Forget about it now The Fix Is In

 

V2

I see you out there with your homemade sign

Hopin’ that the tv’s gonna’ put you on

They take their orders like the rest of their kind

That opportunity has come and gone

We make the rules.. we run the spin

Nothin’ you can do when The Fix Is In

 

BR

It’s a bitter pill you got to swallow

Grab a few and share ‘em with your friends

Tell ‘em it was never really worth the bother

When you finally find out.. (when you finally find out)..

When you finally find out.. The Fix Is In

 

V3

Speed bumps never seem to slow you down

Well, baby, get ready for a bumpy ride

You’re gonna’ wish you’d stayed underground

Or got a little smarter and joined our side

Learn to pick a team that’s gonna’ play to win

This game is over now The Fix Is In

 

 

In-dup-it-ab-ly

 

Every time you question me

The answer should be plain to see

Do I love you eternally?

In-dup-it In-dup-it In-dup-it-ab-ly

 

When you look at me across the couch

With eyes that still hold shreds of doubt

Don’t I always reassure my sweet?

In-dup-it In-dup-it In-dup-it-ab-ly

 

Indubitably

That’s one more step past what is obviously

A trusted fact that is undoubtedly

Five syllables worth of reality

 

Every time you’re in the dark

It’s like you’re reaching for a question mark

Is this love something we can keep?

In-dup-it In-dup-it In-dup-it-ab-ly

 

Solo

 

Indubitably

That’s one more step past what is obviously

A trusted fact that is undoubtedly

Five syllables worth of reality

 

So..

Each time that you question me

The answer should be plain to see

Do I love you eternally?

In-dup-it In-dup-it In-dup-it In-dup-it

In-dup-it In-dup-it In-dup-it-ab-ly

 

 

 

Bill Lloyd Fourel Songs BMI adm. By BMG/CHRYSALIS

 

 

Chet’s Right Hand, Man (inst) (2)

 

Where Nobody Cares At All

 

V1

Undeserving of a second chance

You couldn’t keep your dick in your pants

You got a visa and you moved to France

Where Nobody Cares At All

 

V2

Broken promises you can’t erase

The non-stop guilt, the shame on your face

You’re gonna’ take it to some other place

Where Nobody Cares At All

 

BR#1

But what if she calls

And finds some spare forgiveness in her heart?

When the longer you’re apart Makes your pain a work of art

The needles and pins

Only a prick would feel like he’s the voodoo doll

But where you want to be is Where Nobody Cares At All

 

(whistle solo)

 

BR#2

Maybe you’ll change And face up to facts of what you’ve done

Your first choice was to run..and the rest aren’t any fun

There’s still a chance to clean your Karma before you hit the wall

And end up in that place Where Nobody Cares At All

 

V3

Close your eyes and open up the map

Jab your finger down with a smack

A destination with no welcome mat

Where nobody cares, nobody cares,

Where Nobody Cares At All

 

 

Bill Lloyd / Fourel Songs / BMI / administered by BMG/CHRYSALIS

Mistakes Were Made

 

CH

Mistakes Were Made That’s all I can say

Instead of drowning in the details

I do my best to let ‘em float away

At the end of the day

Forgive myself and head for higher ground

Mistakes Were Made.. (don’t look down)

 

V1

I could easily hate myself for an eternity

Over all the things I wished I’d never said

But that’s just one more layer of stupidity

I’ll try and strip away before I’m dead

 

CH repeat chorus

 

V2

The guilty parties rage until the morning

When sleepless eyes roll back into their skulls

I led the pack until someone gave a warning

“(Hey) Don’t leave it up to me to check your pulse”

Just play guitar.. (SOLO)

 

V3

Learning how to love me can’t be easy

At least that’s what I’ve learned to tell myself

But to find the truest path around this misery

I’ll learn to love like I’m somebody else

 

CH #3

Mistakes were made That’s all I can say

Instead of drowning in the details

I do my best to let ‘em float away

Hey, it’s okay

Just forgive yourself and head for higher ground

Mistakes are made But don’t look down

Mistakes Were Made..don’t look down

 

Bill Lloyd Fourel Songs BMI administered by BMG/CHRYSALIS