Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat

Tracklisting

01. Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat
02. Love Scenes
03. Pretending To Be Drunk
04. Progress
05. With All My Might
06. Everybody Move
07. A Song That Sings Itself
08. Sisters
09. Kiss Me Quick



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Lyrics

01. Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat (Ron & Russell Mael)

I'll grab the sun and the moon
I'll hold the world in my hand
These things are easy for me
I can't make you understand
Pulling rabbits out of a hat
All I get is polite applause
Applause, applause, applause, applause
Marvel at heaven and hell
Gasp at the Champs-Elysées
Raise the Titanic and then
I see you turning away
Chorus
Entertaining, that's the word I get from you
Entertaining, and then you bid a fond adieu
Well, adieu
I'll make a pauper a king
I'll turn your water to wine
These things are easy for me
How come I can't change your mind
Chorus

02. Love Scenes (Ron & Russell Mael)

Take it from the top
I hate to see 'The End'
It doesn't matter 'bout the plot
Wish it weren't pretend
Once we've done the scene
And it ain't quite right
We should use the method, girl
And practice through the night
Now we do the look
Now we do the touch
Now we do the long embrace
And soon the real good stuff
Chorus:
Love scenes, I know that the two of us could play
Love scenes, I know that you'd like it and you'll say
With you and me it's love scenes
I think I know the part
My motivation's fine
You be the director and
Let's turn this into art
Once again the look
Once again the touch
Once again the long embrace
And now the real good stuff
Chorus
Love scenes, I just wanna play them all the time
Love scenes, why don't you join me anytime Love scenes, I know that the two of us could play
Love scenes, I know that you'd like it and you'll say
With you and me it's love scenes

03. Pretending To Be Drunk (Ron & Russell Mael)

That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
A little change in character, pretending to be drunk
You think I am weak and feeble
You think I'm a bore
When you drag me to a party
Soon I'm out the door
Next time I'll portray a suave sophisticated hunk
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
A bit of 'I have lived and loved,' I'm pretending to be drunk
You say I could use some swagger
You say toughen up
I am rigid as a board
You tell me loosen up
I'm so loose and I'm so tough
That I can barely move
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
You notice a transformation, pretending to be drunk
I've lost all my inhibitions, pretending to be drunk
You an take me to the soiree
And be proud of me
Everyone will be impressed
I'll pass out on you knee
Now I am so continental, they think that it's nice
Think I'll pretend to be drunk for the rest of my life
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk

04. Progress (Ron & Russell Mael)

When the sun goes down and it's a brand new night
New ways of standing out are tried and tried
Bigger and bigger is your appetite
A sense of progress is in the air
I'm an all new design
With an all synthetic spine
I'm a new shade of pink
Get me wet and I won't shrink
You're so young, so alive
You're so 1985
I'm a scratch-free design
Wanna try me, I don't mind
I know my heart can't be broken
I know my will, will not crack
I know my dreams are atomic
And I can take any flack
I know it's progress
When the sun goes up and it's a brand new day
Words are invented to describe the way
Colors you never saw before appear
A sense of progress is in the air
I got a new tougher skin
Got a whiter, brighter grin
And I think you're so sweet
Yeah, you knock me off my feet
But I bounce back, oo-wee
Got a lifetime guarantee
And I love your design
Such a deep long lasting shine
I know it's progress
You're a taste-tempting heat
Preparation, just reheat
Wanna test drive for free
You got a great anatomy
I know it's progress

05. With All My Might (Ron & Russell Mael)

The mountains may crumble
And cover the road to you
But I'll fight to break on through
With all my might
The ocean may rise up
And wash you away from me
But I'll bring you back, you’ll see
With all my might
With all my might I'll fight the dragons
That hang around you night and day
And when I see your spirit's sagging
I'll hype you up in my own way
The noise of my heartbeat
May cover the words I say
But I'll scream and have my say
With all my might
Bridge
But you're independent
And maybe you'll leave someday
I'll try to say that's okay
With all my might
The perfect invention
Is something that keeps you here
And I aim to keep you here
With all my might
I know that it's shaky
I hope I'm not history
I want you to stay with me
With all my might

06. Everybody Move (Ron & Russell Mael)

Everybody move
Move it up and move it down
Sweet little thing ease it down
Fall in the pool and you'll drown
Everybody move
Wear out the soles of you shoes
Wear out the soles of your feet
Move to the beat, toute de suite
There's a red lite a comin'
There's a red lite a comin'
Slam on the brakes and slow down
Everybody move
Unwanted pounds will disappear
You'll have a itty bitty rear
Better lay off of the beer
There's a new thang a comin'
There's a new thang a comin'
Better do something with your hair

07. A Song That Sings Itself (Ron & Russell Mael)

I don't know why
This dancing doesn't mean a lot to me
All that it does is make me want to be
All alone with you tonight
When I feel you by my side
I go ape
Dim all the lights
Squeeze me so tight that logic flies from me
This room is filled with possibilities
Hush now listen and you'll hear
Something bordering on weird
Can you hear
No exaggeration, no hallucination
I can hear it singing now
It's a song that sings itself
It's a song that sings itself
Twelve o'clock and all is well
Young fools are we
We think we own the world and own the stars
And yet in fact we barely own our cars
But in moments such as these
There are future memories
You will see
No exaggeratin, no hallucination
I can hear it singing now
It's a song that sings itself
It's a song that sings itself
Twelve o'clock and all is well
It's a song that sings itself
It's a song that sings itself
Twelve o'clock and all is well

08. Sisters (Ron & Russell Mael)

There's a round-up at the love corral
And the air is full of dust
And I think it's going pretty well
But I'm trying to adjust
As we walk along the boulevard
With a hand in hand in hand
And who cares if people stare at us
Cause they'll never understand
Chorus:
Sisters
Where is the jealousy, is it there
Sisters
Is this a felony anywhere
Who cares
I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters
An oversupply
Do I have to be a diplomat
When I hear you fuss and fight
Do I have to be an acrobat
As I try to set it right
There's a double moon up in the sky
And it's shining down on me
And I know that I'm a lucky guy
That's my biography
Chorus
My arms are full
My lips are sore
By morning we could face the light
And I know if I lose one of you
I would feel a little down
Well it wouldn't be disastrous
I would still have you around
Chorus

09. Kiss Me Quick (Ron & Russell Mael)

Kiss me quick
Hot and right
No confusion
Paradise
Never panic
We're alone
Kiss me quick
There's the phone
Lips that taste of cigarettes and California wine
Lips that taste of fancy food, you drive me out of my mind
I really wish you'd kiss me one more time
Kiss my quick
Melt the ice
College ideas
High school eyes
Paramedic
Dressed in white
Kiss me quick
Save my life
Lips that taste of foreign words and complimentary lies
Lips that make a nervous wreck of any normal guy
I really wish you'd kiss me one more time
Kiss me quick
Wake me up
Caffeine kisses
Not enough
Jungle fever
Insect bites
Weird religions
Pagan rites
Lips that taste of cigarettes and California wine
Lips that taste of fancy food, you drive me out of my mind
I really wish you'd kiss me one more time



Credits

Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat:
Produced by Ian Little
Recorded at Oasis Recording Studios, Los Angeles
Engineered by Steve Bates
Mixed by Brian Reeves, Dave Bianco, and Mick Guzauski
Vocals: Russell Mael
Synths: Ron Mael
Guitar and backing vocals: Bob Haag
Bass and backing vocals: Les Bohem
Drums: David Kendrick
Cover concept: Ron Mael
Cover illustration: Stan Watts
Art direction and design: Larry Vigon
Photography: Jim Shea