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Mr. E Demystified

by Greg Englesson (Mr. E)

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1.
Lying In a Field 02:47
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Lying in a Field by Greg Englesson Smoke stacks belch soot to the heavens smell of plastic burns the senses cars line up along the free way cacophony swells through air waves I’m lying in a field sun streams through your hair everything seems so surreal how I wish you were here sky scrapers scratch sacred air space people pound pavement in mad race hear the airport in the distance day dreams shatter in an instance I’m lying in a field sun streams through your hair everything seems so surreal how I wish you were here Information jams up my mind lose the soul focusing on time ticking fast watch what your missing you can hear it if you listen I’m lying in a field sun streams through your hair everything seems so surreal how I wish you were here
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Mother Earth 05:00
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Mother Earth by Greg Englesson Swim to the ocean sway with the tide float on in motion feel yourself glide Mother, Mother, Mother Mother, Mother, Earth Mother, Mother, Mother Mother. Mother, Earth Twist round the fire burn down in side down to the wire let yourself ride Mother, Mother, Mother Mother, Mother, Earth Mother, Mother, Mother Mother. Mother, Earth Breath in the air let your mind go dance everywhere let yourself grow Mother, Mother, Mother Mother, Mother, Earth Mother, Mother, Mother Mother. Mother, Earth Dance in the dirt grass growing green release the hurt make the love scene Mother, Mother, Mother Mother, Mother, Earth Mother, Mother, Mother Mother. Mother, Earth
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Tax The Rich 02:23
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Tax the Rich by Greg Englesson Talking ‘bout economy well it’s getting real bad gotta help them overseas and at home it’s kinda sad homeless and the hungry well we’ll tax the middle class rich get fat on gluttony sitting on their cash Why not tax the rich? Tax them out the ass Standing in the check out line prices hit the sky watch the seconds ticking time whose on T. V. guide? riddles ringing rhythm rhyme worked so hard your fried a man begs you for a dime you hang your head and hide Why not tax the rich? Money and their pride. Tax the rich, tax the rich, tax the rich,  tax the rich, tax the rich Listen to the evening news they say buy a car pay the bills and sing the blues as they interview a star government is in a stew sip beer at the bar just a cancer that it grew Mr. Money has gone to far Why not tax the rich? You know who you are Tax the rich, tax the rich, tax the rich, tax the rich, tax the rich
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Disney's On Ice 04:20
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Disney’s On Ice by Greg Englesson Da Da Da Disney’s on Ice He’s dreaming of some mice he’s got an animated scene on your cinematic screen Mickey, Donald, and Goofy living at the movies made a million bucks that mouse dog and duck The employees are a working just keep the coffee perking making more and more for Disney to adore All in his own name he’ll absorb all of the fame they figured we’ll share in all the wealth lets’  drink to Disney’s health Da Da Da Disney’s on Ice he’s dreaming of some mice it was his brother Roy who had a strategy to employ We’ll carve the company into shares this Walt Disney had to fear for he wanted complete control to fulfill his corporate goal Roy said cut the staff and wages though themselves they had their raises so the workers went on strike this Disney did not like He said of all the luck so I didn’t create that duck we’ll have to pay the cost but I’m still the freak’n boss Da Da Da Disney’s on Ice he’s dreaming of some mice he’s got himself a vision on your local television He grew thin, big and grand and created Disneyland he wanted the whole world but his head began to whirl                                                                                                                                      He caught a bad disease that put him on his knees before the gods of science those stupid mental giants He thought why can’t I live forever I mean I should because I’m clever maybe with a dash of salt they could freeze him in a vault Da Da Da Disney’s on Ice he’s dreaming of some mice thaw him out some decades later  in a suit of alligator He’s the mastermind behind the empire in a grind he should of taped all his decisions to fulfill his corporate visions For those who seized control didn’t have the soul so they’ve got things in a mess boy how could Disney rest Will he come again our animated friend Disney’s on Ice Disney’s on I I I  Ice..
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Shove It 02:08
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Shove It by Greg Englesson I've been working on a pension but I just don’t care I’ve got my bliss to follow I’m out of here Take this job and shove it shove it where the sun don’t shine I’ve got bigger fish to fry and they are on my line I don’t know where I’ll get a pay check but it wont be here because that pain in my neck is now down in my rear Take this job and shove it shove it where the sun don’t shine I’ve got bigger fish to fry and they are on my line I might not make the unemployment but I’ll have my dignity might not make the mortgage payment but my soul will be free Take this job and shove it shove it where the sun don’t shine I’ve got bigger fish to fry and they are on my line I had a nice salary that put me on my knees I’ve got no time to enjoy this marvelous misery Take this job and shove it shove it where the sun don’t shine I’ve got bigger fish to fry and they are on my line take this job and shove it
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SOB...SUV 03:18
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SOB ... SUV by Greg Englesson I was driving down the highway in my hybrid munching on my lunch of tofu mayo and bread I got off at the exit and I sat at the light I couldn’t read the sign due to obstructed sight that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see I rolled down my window, stuck me head out to look that gas sucking sucker roared shook and booked I got a face full of mud and a breath of exhaust I followed fast in my silence until I got lost that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see I wanted to give that big guy a piece of my mind I put the petal to the medal and lagged a mile behind saw that SOB guzzle fuel at the station I pulled in and got out in my trepidation that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see that SOB in that SUV....right in front of me I could not see I tapped on the tinted window ready to fight it came on down with a surprise to my sight a 99 year old lady with a fist full of cash said, “ fill up my second tank sonny, with premium gas “ That weren’t no SOB in that SUV.... just a little old lady you could not see. That weren’t no SOB in that SUV.... just a little old lady you could not see.
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Dying for a Cigarette 03:29
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Dying For A Cigarette by Greg Englesson I’m dying... for... my cigarette die die die die die dying... dying to forget... that cigarette another puff another drag fingers fidget and flick the fag ashes dash into the tray sucking twenty butts a day I’m dying... for... my cigarette die die die die die dying... dying, but I ain’t dead yet huff and puff and puff and huff my throat, it feels so rough and tough walking up a flight of steps coughing hacking in distress I’m dying... for... my cigarette die die die die die dying... dying, but I ain’t dead yet I need that tar and nicotine look like that add in that magazine yellow nails yellow teeth bind my hands fast to my feet I’m dying... dying to forget... that cigarette
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Velvet Elvis 03:50
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Velvet Elvis by Greg Englesson One night I was looking out my window and I saw a bright light descend from the sky I got down upon m knees,folded my hands and cried Hallelujah as that space craft hovered over my trembling body a door opened and standing there omnipotent and divine was the second coming of the king of kings... Elvis Velvet Elvis...Velvet Elvis ... Velvet Elvis.... In my Pelvis... Velvet Elvis... Velvet Elvis... Velvet Elvis... In my Pelvis... Well he brought me on board and introduced me to Marilyn Monroe, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, John Lennon, Jim Morrison and Bob Dylan. We ate sushi with plastic forks and roasted marshmallows in the bright light. We talked about things, You know , the state of the world and whether grunge, rap and hip hop was still hip with the college kids. He gave me a velvet numbered painting he did of himself and asked me if I had any questions I ‘d like to ask him. and I said, “How do you do that thing with your pelvis Elvis? Velvet Elvis...Velvet Elvis ... Velvet Elvis.... In my Pelvis... Velvet Elvis... Velvet Elvis... Velvet Elvis... In my Pelvis... I got a velvet Elvis hanging above my vanity it’s him that I am and him that I see because he zapped me with some kind of an alien apparatus kind a looked like a fungus but had the flatulence of a radish I ain't' nothing but a hound dog in blue suede shoes under a blue moon of Kentucky ready to shake, rattle an roll as a sneer appears above my lip I get an itch in my hip that twitch and my ducks ass is as slick a shine-o-la Velvet Elvis...Velvet Elvis ... Velvet Elvis.... In my Pelvis.. Velvet Elvis... Velvet Elvis... Velvet Elvis... In my Pelvis...
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This ain't the Way 04:42
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This Ain’t The Way by Greg Englesson In the morning... when the moon goes down I come up from... the underground then by noon... I’m up and off to work at the hotel... hell I am the clerk Hey..... ..Hey....... this ain’t the way we’ve gone astray....... who’s gonna pay In the morning... when the sun burns up I rest my head... to the grind of the cars and the trucks busy buzz... on the subway train have a coffee... to ease the aches and the pains Hey..... ..Hey....... this ain’t the way we’ve gone astray....... who’s gonna pay make our money... spend it all day long the weekend comes... we find it’s gone wake up now... it’s time to rebel against the wars...and worries of this hell Hey..... ..Hey....... this ain’t the way we’ve gone astray....... who’s gonna pay All the plants and... animals are dying but the human... being keeps on trying keep production ... up and spirits down thats why what we... need cannot be found Hey... Hey... this ain’t the way this ain’t the way This Ain’t The Way!
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That Last Phone Call 02:57
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That Last Phone call by Greg Englesson I just walked into the wall thinking about that last phone call how you wrecked my happiness spun my life into this lonely mess that last phone call keeps ringing in my ear that last phone call left me crying in my beer now I’m moping up the tears of pain I toss and turn alone in bed again I project memories on my wall thinking about that last phone call that last phone call keeps ringing in my ear that last phone call your voice I can still hear can’t you even face this fractured face shed a little bit of that charm and grace the things you said to hurt me so helped you get the nerve to let me go with that last phone call it felt a bit to mean that last phone call you left on my machine
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Let the Angels Rain 04:48
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Let The Angels Rain by Greg Englesson                                                                                As I walk Along this Earth kicking up the dust and stone I wonder about my worth and if I am not alone I reach my sight over the seas feel a chill bite to my bone and i just wonder what will be when these seeds are fully sown Let the angels rain on me kiss the devil set him free let the angels rain let them ease the pain As the air on which I chock burns it’s way into my lungs I feel the sun inside my throat as I hear the blasting of big guns marching off to distant war this simple song I do strum Pandora’s box cracked opened door into the nation of the dumbed Let the angels rain on me kiss the devil set him free let the angels rain let them ease the pain I saw an angel from the sky bleed face down in the mud she just could not shake the lie as she tried to spread the love no one saw her in the way no one heard her call there black and white turned dismal gray as they all felt her silent fall Let the angels rain on me kiss the devil set him free let the angels rain let them ease the pain let them make me sane let me off this train free the beast they cannot tame Let the angels rain...

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© ℗ 2006 Greg Englesson
After the demise of his band & appearing as Chronic Citizen Greg Englesson and a string of homespun Mr. E demo's Greg  reemerged with his first solo CD, “Mr. E Demystified" and has been untangling the web of mystery ever since. The Album appeared everywhere with no mention of Greg Englesson due to a digital distribution snafu (there seems to be a plethora of Mr. E's in the world). The Album has been repackaged & rereleased in order to clear the confusion.
"Each song leads the listener down a path of comical, lyrical, and original self-expressive sketches of real life.The CD Mr. E Demystified is a unique and necessary addition to one's collection."
Sharon Panaro (Host/Scene Unseen 91.3FM WVKR)

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released November 24, 2006

Produced by Greg Englesson. Recorded and mixed by Dean Jones At No Parking Studio.
Voice and guitar on Velvet Elvis, Shove It, Disney's on Ice & Dying for a Cigarette recorded by Peter Einhorn at Unicorn.
Greg Englesson vocals, guitar, whistling and scat. Backing Band Dean Jones ; bass, drums, keyboards, & trombone,
Terry Hampton; drums on Mother Earth.

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Greg Englesson (Mr. E) Kingston, New York

Chronic Citizen Greg Englesson
is a Funky Roots Rocking Poet playing Topical Lyrical Folk Rap 
spiced with social satire wound in a Zen blender. Greg E a Prolific songwriter/ storyteller has a background in Ethical Social & Political Philosophy. ... more

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