Tales of the Unexpected

Label

CBS/Columbia Records

Release Date

1979

Credits

Guitar, Vocals, Synthesizer – Frank Marino
Bass Guitar – Paul Harwood
Drums – Jim Ayoub
Layout – Bob Lemm
Artwork [Cover Art] – Joseph Malec
Backing Vocals – Nanette Workman
Management – David Krebs, Paul Levesque, Louis Levin
Engineer – Billy Szawlowski, Louis Gauthier
Producer, Arranger – Frank Marino
Writer – Frank Marino

Lyrics

Sister Change

Well Sister… (Change)
Sister Change
She makes the scheme
Of things so strange

Aah Sister… (Change)
Sister Change
Demands that all
Must be rearranged

Mountains tumble and empires crumble
Through Sister Change
The strong grow feeble and good becomes evil
Through Sister Change

(She won’t wait for you)
Sister Change…
(Sister Change)

Well now… (I’m told)
I’m told…
’bout men presumptuous and bold
Well you know… (They claim)
They claim…
The power of God
For their own

Well don’t believe or be deceived
It’s all right
‘Cuz they can’t even make one hair black
Or one white

(They all meet up with… )
Sister Change
(Sister Change)

Oh I’m talkin’ ’bout… (Change)
Change
The fact that nothin’ stays the same
You know I’m talkin’ ’bout… (Change
Change
Well only change remains unchanged

A simple change of weather and a flower will wither
In one night
And we can’t rekindle a life that has dwindled
And died

(She won’t wait for you)
Sister Change…

(She never waits for you)
Sister Change…

(She won’t wait for you)
Sister Change…
(Sister Change)

(She never waits for you)

All Along The Watchtower

“Must be some kinda way out of here”
Said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion
I can’t get no relief”

“Businessmen, they, drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody’s offered his worth”

Hey, yeah

“No reason to get excited”
The thief, he kindly spoke
“There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke”

“But you and I, we’ve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour’s getting late”, yeah

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too

Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approachin’
And the wind began to howl, yeah

All along the watchtower

Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)

I once had a girl
Or should I say
She once had me

She showed me her room
Isn’t it good
Norwegian wood

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair

I sat on the rug
Biding my time
Drinking her wine

We talked until two
And then she said
It’s time for bed

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And, when I awoke
I was alone
This bird had flown

So, I lit a fire
Isn’t it good
Norwegian wood

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And, when I awoke
I was alone
This bird had flown

So, I lit a fire
Isn’t it good
Norwegian wood

Isn’t it good
Norwegian wood

Tales Of The Unexpected

Instrumental

Down, Down, Down

Well I’m wonderin’ babe
If you can dig my sound
Cuz I been lookin’ for someone like you
And if you do we’re gonna split this town
Cuz too many people here
Have tried to put me down
But I guess they gotta right to make
Fools of themselves

I bet you didn’t think I knew
That you wanted to go
I bet you didn’t think I knew
How to rock and roll

C’mon, we’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

We’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

Talkin’ about
The way it makes you feel
Cuz the feelin’ that it gives to your soul
Is all that’s really real
Come on baby
Let yourself go too
Well I don’t care about the rest of the world
For me the world is only me and you

I bet you didn’t think I knew
That you wanted to go
I bet you didn’t think I knew
How to rock and roll

C’mon, we’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

We’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

Get down baby, yeah

You know it feels so good
You’re burnin’ up my soul
And I know you feel the same way ’bout me
By the way you let yourself go
I’m gettin’ the feelin’
You been through this before
That’s cool just as long as from now on
It never goes out my door

I bet you didn’t think I knew
That you wanted to go
I bet you didn’t think I knew
How to rock and roll

C’mon, we’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

We’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

We’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

We’ll get down, down
Down, down, down

Door Of Illusion

Well hey, I wanna say
Somethin’ here today
I hope you pay it some mind
I’m talkin ’bout man’s plans
To annihilate the land
The way we all stand by

I hear they’re sending children out to fight
And they don’t even tell ’em why
Well can’t you see that to ignore it just ain’t right

They don’t have to worry
Long as we ain’t turnin’
The key to the lock
On the door of illusion

Well listen, submission
Won’t help the world’s condition
Well that’s been done too long
I’m saying that tryin’, not dyin’s
The way to stop the lyin’
High time we got it on

Well I heard that men were created equal all
But it seems that some more than most
As long as fear remains undemolished

They won’t have to worry
Cuz we won’t be turnin’
The key to the lock
On the door of illusion

Alright

Door of Illusion baby

Well brothers and sisters
Don’t give in to fuckin’ misters
That’s what they’d like you to do
They’re livin on power, from our
Subservience to their tower
And it’s all designed by fools

We’ll keep the day that life can be sold
As long as man’s god is only gold
And while our children may never grow old

He won’t have to worry
Long as we ain’t turnin’
They won’t have to worry
Long as we ain’t turnin’
The key to the lock
On the door of illusion

The door of illusion

Woman

Stuck in New York City,
Not a penny to my name
I blew it all down in Texas,
On women and cocaine
I been riding an endless highway
A highway long and cold
And the only shoulder for me to cry on
Is the one on the side of the road

Woman she can be so cold
Tearin up my soul
She’ll make a man grow old

But I love her just the same

I had me a dark eyed lover,
She had a dark eyed lovers name
And I gave her all of my love babe
But she didnt love me the same
Well, the one bad thing about her
She played a game from the start
And she couldnt give a damn at all about me
She just kept breakin’ my heart

Woman she can be so mean
Sooooo mean, yeah
Tearin’ all of my dreams

But I love her just the same

Well I guess I’ll keep on wanderin’
All around ’till I see
If the woman I find are woman enough
For the woman and the man in me
And I know if I keep lookin
I’m gonna get what I need
And as a matter of fact I’m checking one out
And right now she’s checkin’ on me, yeah

Woman she can be so cold
Tearing up my soul
Make a man grow old

But I love her just the same.

Bottom Of The Barrel

I was workin’ in the studio late last night
And Billy-boy answered the phone
He said, “Your woman’s on the line and it don’t sound fine,
If I was you I wouldn’t even go”

But I picked it up and asked, “Why the fuss?”
And she screamed, “I’m bored!”
I said, “Come on babe don’t you know I’m workin’ like a dog
And who it’s for?”
I said, “For 86 days I been workin’ on this tape
And I started right after the tour”
She said, “Well I’ve had enough and I won’t be here in the morning”
I’m in the bottom of the barrel, yeah
I got the bottom of the barrel blues

I got a 427 blown Z-28, a thousand horsepower ain’t slow mama
Though I run her in the nines I just keep collectin’ fines
From the man all dressed in blue
But just last week I got a paper from a man at the door
And you can bet your ass he got a flush out of handing me the form
It said, “Dear mister racer we have taken’ way your papers
You ain’t runnin’ no more”
“And if you think that’s funny get a load of this one…
We’re takin’ your machine too”
God I’m in the bottom of the barrel
I got the bottom of the barrel blues

Yeah, the bottom of the barrel blues

Well one last thing that I think I wanna say
Is about somethin’ odd that happened today
I was lyin’ down thinkin’ ’bout the bad things passed
And I told myself my bad luck couldn’t last
Well the phone started ringin’ and I jumped up from the floor
Well it was Krebs on the line, I said, “Hey man, you got me a tour?”
He said, “Not exactly see, you see, what the problem is
is that CBS tells me that this album’s gonna stiff
And, like, well, you know, like, call me sometime, it’s been fun”
And I’m sittin’ here, singin’ ’bout the bottom of the barrel

I got the bottom of the barrel blues

I got the bottom of the barrel blues

A Special Thanks to Scott Hagstrom for helping compile the lyrics