What Goes Around Comes Around

by Tales of Young Robert

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1.
02:33
GROCERIES - words by Nate Butler & Andrew Chittick, music by Nate Butler Wandering these lonely aisles, I smell the faces, hear the smiles Watching all the raw fresh meat I have no money; I don't eat Fat old ladies in Mercedes Post-war babies of the 80's Save me ... or just buy me groceries Handsome men in five-piece suits Anarchistic Puss-In-Boots Show me ... you could always blow me away Well, I live in a sewer hole; I smoke a bowl to soothe my soul I go into Food King just to get some munchies -- I get busted Fat old ladies in Mercedes Post-war babies of the 80's Save me ... or just buy me groceries Handsome men in five-piece suits Anarchistic Puss-In-Boots Show me ... you could always blow me away Wandering these lonely aisles, I smell the faces, hear the smiles Watching all the raw fresh meat I have no money; I don't eat Fat old ladies in Mercedes Post-war babies of the 80's Save me ... or just buy me groceries Groceries I need groceries Buy me groceries Give me groceries
2.
03:26
CRYONICS - words & music by Nate Butler Decline days signed away -- another day might slow me down The time I'm about to face would be easier sleeping through it Cryonic sleep is where Disney is, And he's got a world to prove what he really did He'll see tomorrow And the years are his to borrow Cat's away, mice will play Cat lives, and he will bring you down I like tea, but fidelity would be easier sleeping through it Another dream like this one, and I could be giving up and missing out For love I don't need to borrow, and the years would fill with sorrow Have them do their work; I won't be a jerk Call in the fidelity police, to put my libido to sleep To put me in my place Don't forget my file number, please The cabinet of my cryonic freeze The sweetest scientist is in your face The sweetest scientist is in your face, your face I'm waiting, impatient; I'm probably wanted somewhere now I take it this is the only way to beat impatience My heart goes under the knife of ice, for future, be my wife Today would be tomorrow And the years are mine to borrow Have them do their work; I won't be a jerk Call in the fidelity police, to put my libido to sleep To put me in my place Don't forget my file number, please The cabinet of my cryonic freeze The sweetest scientist is in your face The sweetest scientist is in your face, call them Call them, call them, call them
3.
IT IS WHAT IT WASN'T - words & music by Stan Schaffer You were thinking yesterday, and I didn't know just what to say 'Cause I saw you before, it wasn't much more than a daydream It isn't that the runner stumbled (isn't that the way?) It just that he got pushed from behind Caught in his prime, and hearing the audience laughing at someone But don't be surprised, when the jury returns They're doing a job for the system Pointing the finger at somebody new Hoping he's not the one they decide is the one this time The innocence is missing, taken from the young one's hearts Who hadn't the chance to take time and speak up for what they believed in, around them But don't be surprised, when the goals are revealed Nobody wants to be president (no one, who) "Don't get involved" is the easy way out Living in doubt, without caring the ending's in sight I'm tired of tryin' to find the answer, but can't avoid the open space Don't lose your faces, they may be the only things left to you ... You're looking for direction? Well, stop trading things for each other Turn off the wind; the heat's only bad when you think it is And he'll realize, when the lost are the found, Time isn't all that irrelevant Pointing the finger at somebody new Hoping he's not the one they decide is the one this time This time, this time ...
4.
06:57
NOISE SHY - words & music by Nate Butler You got the right and the bite and the plight of the king of the country, yeah You've got the right and the bite of the king of the country You got the ride and abide by the king of the country And you'll never have powers now that you, you realize that You got the right and the bite and the plight of the king of the country, yeah You've got the right and the bite of the king of the country You got the ride and abide by the king of the country And your assets are shrinking And that's finally got you to thinking, where will you feel now? I'm afraid of other people, so I live on my own I don't trust myself, so I'm never alone Don't notice me, I'm here to be seen I want you like madness, but if you touch me I'll scream Nobody makes big noise for shy boys And I'm walking all the way home Going to make some noise tonight ... You got the right and the bite and the plight of the king of the country You've got the right and the bite of the king of the country You got the ride and abide by the king of the country And you're smellin' the flowers now ... that ... That you ... you realize that You got the right and the bite and the plight of the king of the country, yeah You've got the right and the bite of the king of the country You got the ride and abide by the king of the country And your assets are shrinking And that's finally got you to thinking, where will you feel now? I'm afraid of other people, so I live on my own I don't trust myself, so I'm never alone Don't notice me, I'm here to be seen I want you like madness, so if you touch me I'll scream Nobody makes big noise for shy boys And I'm walking all the way home Going to make some big noise tonight ... Tonight ... Make noise, shy boys Make noise, shy boys Make noise, shy boys Take toys, make noise ...
5.
03:49
BIG LIE - words & music by Nate Butler and Tales of Young Robert. Blueprint from a tangled mind (You talk an awful lot) You want to make a fortune And I, me , moi, yo ... yo mama! Never thought I'd sing "mama" She didn't want me to come to parties like this (hit it!) You're gonna tell the truth tonight -- right? Try to rip off all my clothes, shove my body up your nose Provide you with another dose, the only defense For poison like this outside of my fence Big Lie is coming, and I'm pretty tense No sense in lying under false pretense ... "YOU COMIN'?!" Why lie? Got to go, but I can't leave (You talk an awful lot) And what a big decision; and what isn't a big decision? Make it with big precision I never wanted to come parties like this (hit it!) You're gonna tell the truth tonight -- right? Try to rip off all my clothes, shove my body up your nose Provide you with another dose, the only defense For poison like this outside of my fence Big Lie is coming, and I'm pretty tense No sense in lying under false pretense ... Why lie? Why lie?
6.
03:43
LON CHANEY - words & music by Nate Butler We were a traveling troupe Together, until you flew the coop All the world is a stage I hadn't noticed 'til I turned a few heads in a fit of rage But there's more than one movie (Though your departure did create a void) Still, there's more than one person ... If I play them all, that should keep me occupied I'd like to, but I won't see you (You'll have to see me sooner or later) In London After Midnight You'll see my face, and I'll get paid, dear But don't look for more than the latest horror You can read the exterior, but not beyond And I will be The Man of A Thousand Faces And I'll be seen visiting the world's locations Bringing characterizations through my eyes This black-and-white life won't be colorized But for only one audience do I read reviews, and you will see me Haunting the Opera House; swinging in the bell tower The kind of work I'm in now -- it lets me make up every hour I don't claim that I'm the first; Lon Chaney was the pioneer At hiding thoughts, I'm the worst But with rehearsal, I'll get cleaner So don't ask for more than the latest horror You can read the exterior, but not beyond And I will be like The Man of A Thousand Faces And I'll be seen visiting the world's locations Bringing characterizations through my eyes This black-and-white life won't be colorized But for only one audience do I read reviews, and you will see me Review me You already previewed me If you will excuse me, please ...
7.
HELL NIGHT AT THE DREAM FACTORY - words & music by Nate Butler Thinking it over, thinking it over ... We know that your life was never organized But an impending riot may have altered all we subsidized Days have shown that your obsession has grown, not worn The dreams are over, because you've overdrawn It's not that your imagination's poor, you just don't for for walks no more Did you forget what dreams are for? We're up here thinking it over, we're up here thinking it over Pull scarf tight, though it's still too light for streetlamps Every street is old, every day is cold, and everything to touch is damp The city rains, but inside your brain the atmosphere is warm "Take that back," you'd say, "take it back." There's no world outside your thoughts Wrapped up in this evening's plot You shouldn't have asked for what you've got ... it's not Assembly-line's blocked, the editor's shocked Downstairs a sweat-shop worker screaming: "Well, she's got her own mind; why don't she take the time? There's more of us could use own dreaming!" And upstairs the stenographer's demanding a piece of the peace that you've been given They're blowing a fuse, they've been playing the muse too long Now they won't do your thinking We're working very hard, and you can't contend To push is something I wouldn't recommend We're holding meetings you don't attend ... my friend ... My friend! Take me somewhere ... Take me, take me somewhere, I don't care where! Take me somewhere ... Take me, take me somewhere!
8.
04:27
PIED PIPER - words & music by Nate Butler There's not a problem you can solve By sitting and crying and talking to the wall Before your city falls, I call And there isn't a need for you to get involved I'm looking out, I'm looking in And I've got clout; a talent could be sin And it couldn't be, it couldn't be taken It couldn't be taken for granted; take my word, handle me And I'm looking for all the clues to set you free And you know that I'm gonna solve the mystery 'Cause you've gotta be free, yeah Payin' bills ain't a pretty thing, but you gotta be free, yeah Taste the earth beneath your feet, grovel in it just a little with me Now, I've assessed this case And I've seen it before, there is no time to waste So let's not in haste do away with the business at hand, and I will set a rate I'm looking out, I'm looking in And I've got clout; a talent could be sin And I will not be, I will not be taken I will not be taken for granted; take my word, handle me And I'm looking for all the clues to set you free And you know that I'm gonna solve the mystery 'Cause you've got to be free, yeah Payin' bills ain't a pretty thing, but you gotta be free, yeah Taste the earth beneath your feet, grovel in it just a little with me And I will not be, I will not be taken I will not be taken for granted; take my word ... As we shake, I feel the glance not in your hands That says, you might betray But I'm not worried, 'cause I've got plans ...
9.
COMPANY'S COMING - words & music by Stan Schaffer Sitting, listening, thinking everything was right on time Then I reflected along with the mirror Riddle me this, Mr. Williams -- bear in mind my hopes and dreams Will the decisions arrive in their own time? And can you change your life forever? While my financial status takes it's own Don't get in it's way, you'll only get hurt Stay out of the way, you'll surely get hurt My home burned down last week I lost my job; my girlfriend split Should I just spit in the wind and begin cessation now? "Now, don't throw in the towel," he told me, stirring peace of mind "You're not the kind to leave something unfinished" (finish what you start) "And try to change your life forever; feeling, knowing what you do is right You might find yourself succeeding, bringing your abilities to light Stand up for your rights; you're not yourself down You'll be alright, don't let yourself down." Sitting, listening, thinking everything was right on time Then you reminded me not to be so complacent You helped me out, Mr Williams; I owe you the world and more Someday I'll even the score with my future fortune By then I'll have changed my life forever Feeling, knowing what I do is right Well, I might find myself succeeding ... following the light Stand up for my rights; I'm not myself down Well, I'll be alright, and I won't let myself down Down Down Down ...
10.
MANIFEST DESTINY - words & music by Nate Butler History is clear to me, lots of books to read Man has always hated fellow man in thought and deed But killing power was limited until this century Now clever man has whipped ways to annihilate the scene; and sane men scream The Russian bombs attack ... Kiss the heads and send them back! Either side resorting to homicide Don't call on me for help, and I don't just mean myself Oh, referee of history, jump in and make a call Just slow it down, impeach the clown Because he's made fools of us all You know that Eastern ways mean 'Purple Haze' to those 'men of civilization' But the East will only cry and die, as all the world learns And burns to blame my nation -- my nation! If the Russian bombs attack ... We'll kiss the heads and send them back! Either side resorting to homicide Don't call on me for help ... don't call Couldn't we just shake hands and part? This saga could have had a happy start And we must be free, the Russians and me! But that's not a manifest destiny ... Not now, not now! Not now, not now! Not now, not now! No, not now ...

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Tales of Young Robert recorded only one album, which we affectionately referred to as our "album-on-cassette"; back in 1989, only bands with lotsa money could afford to release CDs. So we chose ten of our thirty-odd original songs to record, then recorded and released them on analog tape; and here they are now, for you to enjoy.

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released August 31, 1989

TALES OF YOUNG ROBERT:
Nate Butler: guitars, keyboards, vocals
Darren Embry: bass, vocals
Stanley Schaffer: drums & percussion, vocals
John W. Koontz: percussion, keyboards, vocals
Mark Ribera: vocals, tenor & soprano saxophones, keyboards

Engineered by Lance Kincade. Recorded at On Broadway Studio, Fresno, California, USA. Mixed by Gook & The Geeks. Extra big thanks to Bob Martin and West Coast Sound.

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