The Brain Song and Moore, Julianne

by David Ragland

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released April 30, 2017

written by David Ragland

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Track Name: The Brain Song
(verse one)
she might be seen
takin' photos of your brain
and then
she'll knit a brain to match the couch
and don't slouch
she'll want to rest her head on your shoulder
and talk about the brain

(chorus)
cerebellum
coordination
frontal lobe
the milk's gone bad
sensory cortex
won't you itch this scratch
won't you scratch this rash
the brainstem
let me take your pulse
won't you stay awake?
I'm up -
I move a bit too slow
which brings me to the
temporal lobe
hear those cries across the globe

(verse two)
she likes big words
and when she uses them she smiles
and waits
waits for me to congratulate
I wonder if she's seen little man tate
she'll want to rest her head on your shoulder
and talk about the brain

(chorus)

(outro)
cries across the globe
it seems
she knows about my mind
and she'll try to find
just what makes me tick
I think she knows some tricks
Track Name: London's Speaking Clock
Please tell me the time
I called for your voice
on the telephone line
7:13

I picture a face
to go with the sound
of you calming me down
7:18

And can I pretend
you're not prerecorded
You're just on with me
Talking me to sleep
And I just need the time
And your voice on the line

So where are you now?
The top of Big Ben
in a clock tower den?
7:20

Maybe you're not far
A neighborhood bar
I'll be there at 10 sharp
10:11

Let me just pretend
that you know the answers
You know exact time
We should be just fine
And I will sleep to pine
for your voice on the line
Track Name: Julianne Moore (Studio)
I won't be put out if you don't make me laugh
but I would find it funny
if you found that photograph
of my ex-lover in Holland
all whiskeyed up and mingling with a sign post
like she's known it now for years

I brought a chisel and a hard hat to my twentieth blind date
'cause I just go for the comedy at this point
the person I'm out with looks like Julianne Moore
but she isn't anything like I'd imagine she might be
I'm in the movie Vertigo, I dress ev'ryone I might know like her.

Where's my Julianne? Who is that at the door?
I'm hoping for Julianne Moore.

Want another drink? I think I'll have one too
I'd click my heels together if I had my ruby shoes
The woman that I'm out with
keeps talking talking talking 'bout her old flame
guess I can't really complain
because distraction is a hobby of mine
and it's in full gear, it's the same woman ev'ry night
the person I'm out with looks like Julianne Moore
but she isn't anything like I'd imagine she might be
I'm in the movie Vertigo, I dress ev'ryone I might know like her.

No one else compares with her
Perhaps Meryl Streep, but the world wants her
Safe in front of the movie screen,
this one-sided romance is fine with me
'til I'm home and it's late
and my lonely heart begins to ache.

Maybe in time, this lust will decline
'Til then it's just not so fair
for me to date
for hearts may break
ev'ryone is Julianne
You can tap dance for me
You can charm all the bees,
but you're just one more Julianne.

Where's my Julianne? Who is that at the door?
I'm hoping for Julianne Moore.
Track Name: Smiles Again
she knocks the stride out of my step
wait, I had no stride to begin with
but you know what I mean
i'll xerox a fine 'zine
with her quotes on the front
to get everyone's attention
everyone
I've got it bad
everyone
I've got it bad
and her words aren't rigged or clad
with blame
unlike some floozie on the street
who pulls a cart full of magnets on the ground
to drag you down
no she's not like that at all
no she's not like that at all
she smiles
then smiles again

Michelle leaves notes in my desk drawer
so I have something to come home to
I wish I had a machine
to vocalize her cursive
i would sink in that space -
post two-syllable laughter
she asks me to take the train
she asks me to take the train
and her words aren't high, chained up
out of reach
we kick our shoes off on the shore
we walk til' bugs chase our feet out from the sand
onto flat land
she drives me to the train
only minutes still remain
she smiles
then smiles again
Track Name: Her Name Is Michelle
She lives in her car,
at least from afar.
She sings while she drives
and laughs with her sides.

She paid for the garage.
I paid for the lodge.
sing along

Her name is Michelle.
My name is not Michelle.
She talks like a woman.
I don't talk like a woman.
it's science how that works
Let's not tell the other perks

She wishes on stars
at least from afar.
I think I see Mars.
She says "No, it's a star."

She paid for the Scope.
I paid for the soap.
sing along

Her name is Michelle.
My name is not Michelle.
She laughs like a woman.
I don't laugh like a woman
it's science how that works.
Let's not tell the other perks.

When push comes to shove,
I think I'm in love.
When there's just no shove,
I still think I'm in love.

Her name is Michelle.
My name is not Michelle.
She sings like a woman.
I don't sing like a woman.
it's science how that works.
Let's not tell the other perks.
Track Name: Julianne Moore (Demo Feb 2005)
I won't be put out if you don't make me laugh
but I would find it funny
if you found that photograph
of my ex-lover in Holland
all whiskeyed up and mingling with a sign post
like she's known it now for years

I brought a chisel and a hard hat to my twentieth blind date
'cause I just go for the comedy at this point
the person I'm out with looks like Julianne Moore
but she isn't anything like I'd imagine she might be
I'm in the movie Vertigo, I dress ev'ryone I might know like her.

Where's my Julianne? Who is that at the door?
I'm hoping for Julianne Moore.

Want another drink? I think I'll have one too
I'd click my heels together if I had my ruby shoes
The woman that I'm out with
keeps talking talking talking 'bout her old flame
guess I can't really complain
because distraction is a hobby of mine
and it's in full gear, it's the same woman ev'ry night
the person I'm out with looks like Julianne Moore
but she isn't anything like I'd imagine she might be
I'm in the movie Vertigo, I dress ev'ryone I might know like her.

No one else compares with her
Perhaps Meryl Streep, but the world wants her
Safe in front of the movie screen,
this one-sided romance is fine with me
'til I'm home and it's late
and my lonely heart begins to ache.

Maybe in time, this lust will decline
'Til then it's just not so fair
for me to date
for hearts may break
ev'ryone is Julianne
You can tap dance for me
You can charm all the bees,
but you're just one more Julianne.

Where's my Julianne? Who is that at the door?
I'm hoping for Julianne Moore.
Track Name: Small
You're so tall, but I just stole your stilts.
Now how will they pick you out in the crowd?
Looks like you'll have to make a plan
like shoulder stepping or top hats hats
or huge eighties hair.

Whad'ja do when you were small?

Hey big man, let's see you touch the moon.
Is it rude, now, to point out-
you spoke too soon.
Hey did you bite your tongue right off?
Or did your words just come up lost, lost-
a quiet lullaby

Back to when you were so small.

Bridge:
Come on, let's see what you've got up your sleeve,
up your sleeve, up your sleeve, up your sleeve, up your sleeve?
Come on, let's see what you've got up your sleeve,
up your sleeve, up your sleeve, up your sleeve, up your sleeve?
You're topless now, the truth will set you free.

You're so tall, but I just stole your stilts.
Now how will they pick you out in the crowd?
Looks like you'll have to make a plan
like shoulder stepping or top hats hats
or huge eighties hair.

Whad'ja do when you were small?