Blue Bus

by The Luni Troupe are: Joe Judd, Richard Lawrence, Bob Moss and Rick Soderberg

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about

Oh-Oh. The Luni Troupe are on that "Blue Bus"again.

They said they were taking "Blue Bus" until they got there.

This set is of the "Lost Recordings" genre, it is a compilation of unreleased Luni Troupe Tunes and “demo” recordings. Often the beginning“count”, and snippets of conversation between band members have been intentionally included on the track, for a more intimate listening experience. This is as close as one gets to actually being with the band, during the creative process.

Listen, you might like it. ; )

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released 01 April 2007

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Track Name: A Clown Should Know
A Clown Should Know -The Luni Troupe

Mystery…
You had your two edged sword… eee-oooo-eee-oooo-eee-oooo… Out on the edge of time.

This would be “A Clown Should Know” a little bit of history.
Just what did you expect?
Expect?
Expect?
Ha! A clown should know
Some recent history
To be everything that a clown can be.

Ho! A clown should know some recent history
To be everything that a clown can be.

A clown should know some recent history A clown should know some recent history
To be everything that a clown can be. To be everything that a clown can be.

A clown should know some recent history A clown should know some recent history
To be everything that a clown can be. To be everything that a clown can be.

You’ve had your history.
You had your two edged sword…
Out on the edge of time.
You’ve got your history…
You’ve had your LSD…
Burning on a Mystery.
So you could blow your mind.
It always has a cost…
You’ve got your TV…
Oh this effect.
You’ve got your history books.
You’re like a double blind…
You’ve got your school-yard bombs…
Just what did you expect? expect expect expect.
Burning on a mystery – yeah.
You’ve got your scapegoats.
You’ve got that Marilyn Manson,
And those black trench-coats.
You had a Piltdown man, hey…
You had your high hopes.
You‘ve got your school yard bombs…
Ha! You seen your UFO’s.

A clown should know some recent history
You had a Vietnam.
To be everything that a clown can be.
Some horrifying rumors…
A clown should know some recent history
You had the Son of Sam.
To be everything that a clown can be.
You had your Richard Nixon…
A clown should know some recent history
And your old fat Elvis too.
To be everything that a clown can be.
You had your Jayne Mansfield…
And old “You Know Who”. (You do know who.)
You had your history history history
Burning on a Mystery

You had your two edged sword…
Out on the edge of time.

You had your LSD…
So you could blow your mind.

It always has a cost…
Oh this effect.

You’re like a double blind…
Just what did you expect? expect expect.
Burning on a Mystery… yeah.

You’ve got that two edged sword…
Out on the edge of time. Ha!
You had your LSD… Hee! Ho!

A Clown should know some recent history
So you could blow your mind.
To be everything that a clown can be.
It always has a cost…
A Clown should know some recent history
Oh this effect.
To be everything that a clown can be.
You’re like a double blind…
A Clown should know some recent history
Just what did you expect?
To be everything that a clown can be.

A clown should know some recent history
To be everything a clown can be.

A clown could be a Mystery
And be everything a clown could be.

A clown should know some recent history
To be everything a clown can be.
Track Name: A Pup Laid Out In The Sun
A Pup Laid Out In the Sun -the Luni Troupe

A Pup laid out in the Sun
Howls at the Moon ... he’s sleeping
He’ll dream this again, and again
When the Summer grows cold, he’ll be with him, he knows.
With his Master, in the Autumn
He’ll be waiting, in the moonlight,
For their fun in the Cinder Sun.
They’ll be wandering, and the Winter will come
They’ll be warm, in the dream of Springtime
The hope of two
Like morning and dew
Pup opens like a flower
This sensual sexual hour
The Pup receives his Master’s power
Pup’s soul gives such pleasure
To his Master, who fills its measure
Taking firm hold of his Pup.
Pup laid out in the Sun
Dreams that his Master has come
A dream both shared and remembered.

Instrumental

coda
The Moon dreams of Springtime and Pup in the Sun
The Pup dreams of his Master and howls at the Moon
The Sun dreams of the Master in Autumn and fun
The Master dreams of his Puppy and coming home soon
Track Name: Am I an Alien?
Am I an Alien? - The Luni Troupe

Here I stand, here I go
I can’t tell any more
Where I am, or what to know
I can see with my eyes
So it seems, I’m a clown
On the show, on the show, on the show

Round is round, round and round and round.
Out or in, or in or out or in.
Nowhere once, Once again.
Altogether, we’re all apart.
Some-thing lives in my heart.
Please believe me, my old friend,
I might be an alien.

Is it true, obvious,
Most uncertain, who is us?
Ash to ash, dust to dust,
In the stars, dawn to dusk.
Am I one? One of us?
Could it be? I might be,
An alien, alien. An alien, alien.

O.K.
Track Name: Clown Town
Clown-Town - the Luni Troupe


Come on all ye kindred sons of clowns, we're building Clown-town.
(All you pals of clowns we need you too), down in Clown-town.
We'll bear the revolutionary torch in Clown-town,
As we oppose the tyrant's rule, we'll still clown around.
Come on all ye kindred sons of clowns, we're building Clown–town.

A clown can still keep hopes eternal flame, in Clown-town.
Alive and well and burning deep within, in Clown-town.
Together kindred clowns we shall attain, in Clown-town.
Utopia while playing pranks and games.
And no oppressor will be able to enslave us anymore.

We'll don our clown regalia and engage...in horse-play.
We will throw down every unjust boss... and win the day.
Every clown in every town, marching arm in arm.
Belly laughs and revolution, freedom's clowny storm.
Listen all ye kindred sons of clowns,
“Where we going Bob?”...“Well, You're building Clown-town” ... “Who, me?” … “Clown-town”

We'll call the Barkers and the midgets, and the monkeys too.. Hey hey, we're the Monkees.
The elephants and horseys will join us, because they know that we are right and true. Whoa, whoa, whoa, Why sit around and pick your bum, come join this clown parade.
Yuk it up now honk your horns we need you in the fray.
Listen all ye kindred sons of clowns, we're building Clown-town....Now the “Clown-Credo”:

Clowns can still keep hopes eternal flame, in Clown-town.
Alive-a and a-well-a and a-burn-a-ing-a deep-a with-a in-a, in Clown-town.
Together kindred clowns we shall attain, in Clown-town.
Utopia while playing pranks and games.
And no oppressor will be able to enslave us anymore.

So come on son's and brother's of all clowns, we need you in the coming kooky fray.
For the eternal right to yuk it up, and everything a clowny clown stands for.
Well, well, well, Gather up your whistles and bells, your horns and clowny shoes.
When together we will cease these cosmic clowny blues.

Listen all ye kindred sons of clowns, We're building Clown-town,
We're building Clown-town, we're building Clown–town.
Track Name: Cluck Clock
It doesn't have words to describe it's self, and at a loss to transcribe these utterances into lyrics. Rick does make a lot of sounds, sibilance, and also chanting: Tid Qui Do ... Tid Qui Do.
Track Name: Everyone
Everyone The Luni Troupe

Everyone, Everyone, you’re down and out on Sunday,
Hoping for a perfect kind of someday,
That never comes, but maybe, maybe one day,
You’ll find the time,
To cross that line,
To your own heart,
Where you wana be.

You are.
Right where you really are,
Right where you are.

You only find the love you can believe in
You get the love you will receive, and
I’ll never send you away.
No-matter where you go,
Or believe you need to be.

Everyone, the love you can believe in.
Everyone, now you I do believe in.
Everyone, find the time to be in.
Everyone, the place you need to be in.

Cross the line, to your own heart,
Right where you really are.

Everyone, the love you can believe in.
Everyone, now you I do believe in.
Everyone, find the time to be in.
Everyone the place you need to be in.

Cross the line, to your own heart,
Right where you really are.
Right where you really are.
Right where you really are.
Right where you are.

Everyone.
Track Name: Game Worth a Candle
Game Worth a Candle the Luni Troupe


There are fools and there are fools,
some are wise and some are dull.
There are neat guys and neat gals,
they’re neat just because they’re swell.
There are dreaming star eyed types,
that just love the mystical.

All in all, that’s what makes the game worth a candle, all in all.
That’s what makes the game worth a candle, ahh.

I once dreamed I was the king of every thing I saw.
But one day while in the woods I wrestled a magic bear.
That mystic bear won fair and square, that’s when I realized,

Life is funny, kind of funny, a little bit strange,
Well that’s what makes the game worth a candle, ahh.

On a rainy day, just let that rain
drain all your cares away.
When you read your runes that spell out doom,
as the hounds all moan and bay,
This can be found, make a joyous sound.
Let the chips fall where they may.

All in all, that’s what makes the game worth a candle, all in all.
That’s what makes the game worth a candle, ahh.

Once I took a trip to the moon with Mr. Mescalito,
In his jesters hat and coyote mask, he sure looked cool and neato.
He ask for a sign at a hair past nine, as I touched down incognito.

Life is funny, kind of funny, a little bit strange,
That’s what makes the game worth a candle, ahh.

Life is funny, kind of funny, a little bit strange,
That’s what makes the game worth a candle, Om.
Track Name: Have a Happy Day
Have a Happy Day
the Luni Troupe
One-

Have a happy day…belch… Have a happy day.
Have a happy day.
Better get ready - to - have a happy day.

Have a happy day.
Everybody get ready to have a happy day.

Better get ready to have - a happy day.
Good morning yummy yummy, you’re certainly a thrill. honk - beep

Have a happy day…
Have a happy day.
Better get ready - to - have a happy day.

Have a happy day… E v e r y b o d y
Have a happy day.
Better get ready - to - have a happy day.

Let’s everybody get ready,
Simply, at the last,
Too get ready to.

Have a happy day… Have a happy day.
Have a happy day… Have a - happy day.

Happy happy happy happy day.
Better get ready,
To have a happy day.

Have a happy day… Have a happy day..
Better get ready to have,
A happy day.
Have a happy day… Have a happy day..Better get ready,
To have a happy day.

If there’s gonna be a move, your gonna have to make a move on me - baby
Gonna be a move, your gonna to have to make a move on me – a-baby
We’re gonna have a wingding,
A really swinging wingding.

Have a happy day… Have a happy day.
Have a happy day… Have a - happy day.

Have a - happy day.
Track Name: Heave Ho Children Let Go
Heave Ho (Children Let Go)
The Luni Troupe

My name is Rick Soderberg, I have a story,
a tragedy I witnessed one summer day.
It was August the Second of 'Seventy-Eight.
Let me tell you about it, in my simple way.

I was workin', ya see, as a room service waiter,
at a splendid hotel, from Two until Ten.
Takin' mighty fine meals to the rooms where the guests stayed.
Makin' mighty fine tips, at that night I'd go spend. ...(“Serve 'em up, Bar-tender”)

Well there was an odd fellow who stayed at the hotel,
with family, and sometimes he'd stay there for weeks.
And each night they'd order up steak from the kitchen,
and they all lived like royalty in that big suite.

He was big as an ox, and he wore a fine three piece,
big pony-tail, pricey cowboy boots.
And he told me his name was Emanuel David,
and sometimes we'd talk about spiritual books.

It was August the Second of Seventy-Eight.
I was walkin' to work, not a block from the job.
And I noticed that somethin' was causin' commotion,
'cause surrounding the hotel was a throng of a mob.

So I looks up to see what the hell was a stirrin'
and finally I spots up there, just where it was.
Up there on the Eighth floor on the balcony, I saw
Emanuel David's wife tellin' her son... She cried...

“Heave Ho, children let go, it's curtains for me and for thee,
Heave Ho, children let go, meet daddy in eternity”.

I stood there in shock as my mouth became bone dry.
It's all I could do, not to break down and weep.
'Cause the wife of that big ox, Emanuel David,
Threw all of her children off, and then she leaped.

Well it came out next day in the Deserted News
Emanuel David was the King of the Cult.
And from Manti he'd come with his worshipers tithing.
I suppose those believers all got a quite a jolt.

Ya see, he seemed to believe he was this only one true prophet.
His followers thought he was one step from God.
And he made damn sure they all lived a sheltered existence,
but he gassed himself one night, and died like a slob.

His wife found out next day, Emanuel David,
had given the ghost up by cheap suicide.
And she just couldn't stand it, and so she decided
the very best thing would be if she just died.
She also expected the kids had to die too.
They looked up to their Pa, as the “all-in-all”.
But I surely do swear, they were fighting for dear life,
But Mama would not let the kiddies hang on… no no no no, She cried...

“Heave Ho, children let go, it's curtains for me and for thee,
Heave Ho, children let go, meet daddy in eternity”.

There was Mama and Joseph and Rachel and Deborah,
Jo-Shannon and Dushane, Rebbecca and all.
There was one brave young girl there, Elisabeth David,
who lived, and is Big in the Cult now, I'm told.

It came out weeks later, Emanuel David
was just worried sick about all the money he'd blown.
And the guilt that he felt, in the face of religion,
pushed him over the edge. Where he's gone, I don't know.

Emanuel David, Emanuel David,
A prophet, an idol, with feet made of clay.
Emanuel David, Emanuel David,
What did you think? When you heard you wife say... She cried...

“Heave Ho, children let go, it's curtains for me and for thee,
Heave Ho, children let go, meet daddy in eternity”.

I've told you the story, it leaves me quite cold.
Ain't it true, that this world is as strange as can be.
And if you should e'er think of deceiving somebody,
Remember Emanuel David for me.
Track Name: Lonely Only on Beta-Nine
Lonely Only on Beta-Nine The Luni Troupe


Can’t you hear me calling.
The silence is appalling.

All alone…on Beta-Nine.
Almost out of range and wine.

Not one sign of any kind of life,
but mine… my oh my.

Maybe I should try again,
Terra-forming is such a drag.

Gotta find a way to fend,
Off this lonely dread I feel within.

I’m the lonely only,
I’m the lonely only.

Everyday I’m waiting,
Every hope is fading.

Alone, alone, alone.
I’m not going home, I’m not going home,

Oh no, I know. I’m the lonely only,
the only lonely only… On Beta-nine.

Maybe I should try again,
Terra-forming is such a drag.

Gotta find a way to fend,
Off this dread I feel within.

I’m the lonely only, I’m the lonely only.
Lonely, lonely on Beta-nine, lonely, lonely on Beta-nine.
Lonely Only on Beta-nine.
Track Name: Monkey Washing Kitty Cat
Monkey Washing Kitty-Cat -the Luni Troupe

What's the deal with Monkeys? What's the deal with Clowns? It is my fervent belief that myrth is a real spiritual energy, and Clowns symbolize the spiritual energy of myrth. Monkeys are our distant cousins, they are bi-peds, and Monkeys are funny. It's as simple as that . You put a Monkey and a Clown together and you've got mayhem. You've got, a, the kind of mayhem that can wake a person up, from spiritual death. They can be born-again, they can be shaken by a Clown. They can go honk-honk to his nose, the Monkey can come by “eeee-eeee-eeee-eeee”, and just that alone can put you into “Nirvana.”


I was watching David Letterman, when I saw this nutty sight,
A monkey washing a Kitty-Cat, with obvious delight.
It made me think of paradise, it got me through the night.
Monkey washing a Kitty-Cat, with all his monkey might.

Monkey washing the Kitty-Cat, the Kitty-Cat, the Kitty-Cat, the Kitty-Cat,
Monkey washing the Kitty-Cat, Oooh-ooooh-ooooh, meow-ow
Until he's squeaky clean, the Kitty's squeaky clean, Oooh-ooooh, meow-ow Oooh-ooooh, meow-ow.

Such a helpful monkey, such a dirty cat. Put two and two together, and it's obvious asheck.
When a monkey and a kitty meet, together in a kitchen sink.
It all adds up to sudsy fun, I got to have a drink, Let's go and get a drink.

Monkey washing Kitty-Cat, reeee-er – reeee-er, Oooh-ooooh-ooooh.
Monkey washing the little teeny Kitty-Cat, Oooh-ooooh-ooooh- ooooh.
Until he's squeaky clean, the Kitty's squeaky clean, and the monkey feels better about himself now Squeaky-Kitty-Clean. Oooh-ooooh, meow-ow, Oooh-ooooh, reeee-er – reeee-er.

Oooh-ooooh-ooooh- ooooh, reeee-er – reeee-er...
Oooh-ooooh-ooooh- ooooh, reeee-er – reeee-er...

reeee-er – reeee-er.
Track Name: Ooops Excuse Me
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Track Name: Royal Fool
Royal Fool The Luni Troupe


I’ve got so much not to say,
I send them reeling.
I’d be like a dancing bear,
Curious fun.

When the courtiers point and stare,
I send them spinning.
By the way I stir their airs,
Serious-silly.

And my purpose is quite clear…
So much not to say…
In so many words.

The royal fool, the royal fool,
I bring the king the royal mirror,

The royal fool, the royal fool,
I tell the pompous to beware.

You can find true wisdom with a mirror.
You can find true wisdom with a mirror.
with a mirror.
with a mirror.
with a mirror.
with a mirror.
The royal fool, the royal fool,
I bring the king the royal mirror,

The royal fool, the royal fool,
I tell the pompous to beware.
Track Name: There Was a Man Named Luni
There Was a Man Named Luni The Luni Troupe

There was a man named Luni.
He was a good hearted son of the One … He
Died with his boots on… as He
Said He would.

Died with his boots on… as He
Said He would.

Smile on His face,
He had escaped
…this…

Hoosegow of love.
He escaped from this
Hoosegow of love.

And they…
Put Him in there,
For trying to have…
Too much fun.

He wanted to have…
Too much fun.

He wanted…

Too much fun.

He tried to have…
Too much fun.

And we..
Can’t have that now, can’t have that now, can’t have that now.

No, no.

Can we?
We can’t have that now.

Can we?
We can’t have that now.

Can we?
Track Name: トパーズ 戦争移住センター Topaz Konzentrationkampfenkabuki
Topaz, Utah -the Luni Troupe

The past cannot be changed, it cannot be erased, it can only be forgotten. Let us not forget that the government can and will violate the Constitution, with the support of the Supreme Court. Let us not forget that those who are sworn to protect the rights of all Americans can and will break their oaths to engage in unforgivable acts of racism. Let us not forget that among the casualties of war are decency, loyalty and integrity. Let us not forget Topaz.

Topaz, Topaz, Topaz, Topaz, isolation,
here I come. isolation,
Topaz, won't this be fun. isolation, isolation for non-
I'm an American citizen aliens.
but that don't matter none. Topaz Utah, I feel so
blessed.

Out by the town of Delta, Fun.
Dusty Utah west
They herded us at gunpoint.
It was a disgrace. Here I come
Fun
Though the Quakers tried to stop it,
Never-the-less. I feel so blessed.
Topaz, Utah
I feel so blessed. Fun

A city ringed in barbed-wire Out by Delta.
No desert virtue, this.
Flower of false judgment.
I call it prejudice.

When the Land of the Rising Sun
bombed that Hawaiian pearl, I feel so blessed.
these Americans
had their rights over turned.

Well, they call us all non-aliens.
What the hell does that mean? Had their rights over turned.
I'm an American,
but that don't matter ya see.
Non-alien

The big cheese in the army,
General Dewitt Come see! come see! Come
said, “A nip is a nip see this here.
is a nip is a nip”.


In the summer time it's blistering.
In the winter we is froze.
They tried to treat us civilly, They herded us at gunpoint.
or at least I suppose.
Come here, come see,


In Topaz, Utah, come here - Fun.
it's all so surreal.
I only wish George Orwell Fun
could come see this here deal.

Topaz, Topaz,
here I come. Come see this here.
Topaz, won't this be fun. Come, come, come,
I'm an American citizen see this here deal.
but that don't matter none. Topaz, Topaz, isolation,
isolation,

When they shot James Wakasa, isolation, isolation for non-
controversy ruled. aliens.
Lies and deception, Won't this be fun...
Fun.
When all he was a doin'
was walkin' his dog, Out by the town of Delta,
But they sure shot him dead. here I come.
Topaz, Utah fills me with dread. Won't Topaz, Topaz,
isolation, this be fun.

Now don't ya make no trouble son,
or, to Moab you'll be bound. They herded us at gunpoint.
They call it isolation
for them non-aliens. It was a disgrace.
Fun.
A shame and a sham, Out by Delta, I feel so
O-shame and o-sham. blessed.
Although I'm an
American citizen.
Isolation,

Well, Topaz, Topaz, isolation, isolation,
here I come. isolation for non-aliens.
Topaz, won't this be fun.
I'm an American citizen
but that don't matter none. Flower of false judgments.
I feel so blessed.

Well, I'm an American citizen Fun.
but that don't matter none.
Well, I'm an American citizen Topaz Utah, Topaz, Topaz.
but that don't matter none. Isolation.
I feel so blessed.
Ohhh Fun.


Is stature worth the cost of all one has, to be impatient with obstacles that prevent
our perfection?
Track Name: !!Xaeon!!
! XAEON ! The Luni Troupe

1
Now I stand in new dawn drinking,
And I live the life I love.

The love I lives’ the way I’m dreaming,
And I love the life I live.

I have not graced your sweet night sleeping,
Long before the Idol is shattered,

By my faithless calling on the
Seamless starlit night of wandering.

I live the life I love,
And I love the life I live.

Who is out there, in the dawn,
In the garden, “in the way”, in the land?

His name is Xaeon, working,
A great work I understand.

His name is Xaeon!
His name is Xaeon, Hey…hey.

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Here:
His name
Is Xaeon.
My name is Xaeon. My name is Xaeon.
My name is…is…
Is Xaeon, my name is
Xaeon.

My name is Xaeon.
My name is Xaeon.
They will play on.
Oy, Oy, Oy…huh.
My name is Xaeon…huh.
My name is Xaaaaaaeeeeeeoooooonnnnnn

Here.
3
Wandering, I live the life I love,
And love the life I live.

Who’s that in the garden crying,
Who knew everything I am for.

His name is Xaeon! His name is Xaeon.
I was going East, He was riding West.
The West is the best to Xaeon
.
My name is Xaeon Xaeon.
My name is Xaeon, he he he.
My name is Xaeon, ho ho ho.
My name is Xaeon, ha ha ha.
My name is Xaeon

Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down that stream.
Down that stream.
Floating backwards, backwards, backwards,
Row, row, row your boat, row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.
Floating backwards… again.

That’s why they call me…Xaeon,
That’s why I’m Xaeon,
That’s why I’m Xaeon.
My name is Xae,ha,on, ha ha ha.
Here.
Ah-huh.
Hoy – hoy.

Ch-ch-ch-ch - ch-ch-ch-ch - Chiah.
Ch-ch-ch-ch - ch-ch-ch-ch - Chiah.

Here.
Tch-ch-ch-ch-ch - tch-ch-ch-ch
Ch-ch- t -ch-ch- t -ch-ch Heh heh.