Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Presenting Paul Iorio's brand new album...



Just click here to hear the title track:

http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=10677764&q=lo&newref=1


And hear "I'M AN UNABASHED COMMUNIST" here:
http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=10677950&q=lo&newref=1


And check out the MP3 edition of "I AM THE SHARK THAT ATE BIN LADEN":
http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=10679151&q=lo&newref=1

And here's "GONE TOO LONG":
http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=10681032&q=lo&newref=1


More MP3s to come!

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L Y R I C S


REPUBLICAN WOMEN
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2011


Republican women
She's got all her shots
Republican women
Give this Democratic boy a sh-sh-shot

Republican women
So well groomed
Republican women
Let's get a room

Republican women
Let's play supply and demand
Republican women
Tonight I'll be your trickle-down man

Republican women
So suburban
Republican women
Let's drink some Bourbon

Republican women
Go ahead and ask her
Republican women
She's on the iPhone with her pastor

Republican women
Stiletto pumps
Republican women
I've got a non-cancerous lump

You know, she was sent by either heaven or the vice squad, I bet
I disagree with every word and everything she says
But for one night, I'll agree if I can just, if I can just, if I can just...
Maybe a threesome with Erin Burnett and that editor at
the Weekly Standard

Republican women
I went back to her hall
Republican women
She started smelling like Lysol

Republican women
I cut myself on her Escalade
Republican women
She charged me for a Band-Aid

Republican women
Started getting really cold
Republican women
I'm goin' back to the Democratic fold


NOTES ON "REPUBLICAN WOMEN": Inspired by
the fact that some liberal guys are starting to admit that
GOP women like Nikki Haley are physically attractive even
when spouting utter political nonsense! Influences here:
"Pictures of Lily," "Wild Thing."



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I'M AN UNABASHED COMMUNIST
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2011



In my youth I spent my time
At the Gaslight drinking wine
Late at night, at the old cafe
We'd talk revolution till the break of day

I'm an unabashed communist
I'm a godless socialist
I don't care if you put me on your blacklist
Go ahead put me on your blacklist
'Cause I'm an
Unabashed communist
I'm a godless socialist
I don't care if you put me on your blacklist
Go ahead put me on your blacklist
Cause I'm in an unabashed communist
Unabashed communist


Grandpa fought for the Russian side
In Nineteen Hundred and Forty-five
Moscow spilled lots of Soviet blood
Trying to stop the Nazi flood

Six years on, McCarthy called him in
He asked, "Why you siding with the Russians again?"
Gramps said, "Russian friends, they saved my hide/
Back in Nineteen Hundred and Forty-five"


I'm an unabashed communist
I'm a godless socialist
I don't care if you put me on your blacklist
Go ahead put me on your blacklist
'Cause I'm an
Unabashed communist
Unabashed communist


Well, laissez-faire collapsed in '29
Fell again last year for the umpteenth time
How much more proof do you need
To understand the evil of corporate greed?

Hey, I'm no friend of dictatorship
But economic justice shouldn't include it
It doesn't take any Sherlock Holmes
To see it almost worked back in ol' Stockholm

I'm an unabashed communist
I'm a godless socialist
I don't care if you put me on your blacklist
Go ahead put me on your blacklist
'Cause I'm an
Unabashed communist
I'm a godless socialist
I don't care if you put me on your black list
Go ahead put me on your blacklist
Cause I'm in an unabashed communist
Unabashed communist
Unabashed communist

NOTES ON "I'M AN UNABASHED COMMUNIST": This came
to me last month (April 2011) while I was watching a PBS special on
The Weavers and suddenly started singing "I'm an unabashed
Communist" in the manner of Pete Seeger (but in the vocal
style of David Byrne!). (I confess I don't wholly agree with
the 1st-person voice here!)


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GONE TOO LONG
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2011



dee dah dee
In this canyon of stars
One day the authorities took you away, girl

dee dah dee
But you can't drown a fish in the water
I know you gave up your freedom for freedom
But when you came back, girl

Oooh, how you thought you would fit in
ohhh, but you were gone too long
oooh, how you thought you would fit in
ohhh, but you were gone too long, girl
ohhh, but you were gone too long

dee dah dee
It was falsely alarming,
Like the shadow of steam on the drywall

dee dah dee
Girl, I remember you well
Before you turned into somebody brand new
But I remember you well, girl

Oooh, how you thought you would fit in
ohhh, but you were gone too long
oooh, how you thought you would fit in
ohhh, but you were gone too long, girl
ohhh, but you were gone too long

NOTES ON "GONE TOO LONG": Melancholy folk-pop that
I wrote after becoming convinced that an adorable cat
that lives next door had died. A few weeks later, I
came up with the verse melody. (The cat, it turns out,
was alive and well! I'd been sad for no reason.)


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APP FOR MY LOVE
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2011



App for my love
Download my heart
App for my love
Double-click here

App for my love
Ain't got no virus
App for my love
Look into my iris

App for my love
App for my love


App for my love
Let's do it by remote
App for my love
No need to emote

App for my love
You can shake my hand
App for my love
'Cept that's not my hand

App for my love
App for my love

App for my love
Come to my touch pad
App for my love
My dumb phone's too trad

Don't need to show my love no more
My love's in an app that I bought at the store

App for my love
App for my love


I've got an app for that
Self-pity!
I've got an app for that
Extravagant love!

I've got an app for that
Beautiful sorrow!
I've got an app for that
Plain indignation!

I've got an app for that
I've got an app for that

I've got an app for that
Nostalgia, joy and loathing!
I've got an app for that
Tenderness and grieving

I've got an app for that
Ecstatic approbation
I've got an app for that
Extravagant love

I've got an app for that
I've got an app for that


NOTES ON "APP FOR MY LOVE": The phrase "app
for my love" came to me and I built a song around it. Days
later, I came up with a ska-ish thing I used for the ending.


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I AM THE SHARK THAT ATE BIN LADEN
Music and lyrics by Paul Iorio
Copyright 2011


They killed bin Laden today
They finally blew him away
They killed bin Laden
They finally got him
They killed bin Laden today

I am the shark that ate bin Laden
In the Arabian Sea
But I eat chairs and license plate bumpers
I'm not particularly
Refined about my taste in deep seafood
He tasted like chicken to me
I am the shark that ate bin Laden
In the Arabian Sea

I am the shark that ate bin Laden
I'm the shark that ate bin Laden


NOTES ON "I AM THE SHARK THAT ATE BIN LADEN": An
A-cappella track recorded on five tracks. It erupted
spontaneously the day bin Laden died.

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