Ants Marching
                                           I'll Back You Up
                                             Minarets
                                          One Sweet World
                                             Recently
                                             Satellite
                                             Seek Up
                                         Song That Jane Likes
                                           Tripping Billies
                                           Christmas Song 

                                            Ants Marching

                                      He wakes up in the morning
                                 Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
                                        Never changes a thing
                                    The week ends the week begins
                                    She thinks, we look at each other
                                  Wondering what the other is thinking
                                       But we never say a thing
                                 These crimes between us grow deeper

                                       Goes to visit his mommy
                                    She feeds him well his concerns
                                          He forgets them
                                      And remembers being small
                                  Playing under the table and dreaming

                                         Take these chances
                                  Place them in a box until a quieter time
                                     Lights down, you up and die

                                       Driving in on this highway
                                  All these cars and upon the sidewalk
                                       People in every direction
                                        No words exchanged
                                        No time to exchange

                                    And all the little ants are marching
                                    Red and black antennas waving
                                        They all do it the same
                                      They all do it the same way

                                   Candyman teasing the thoughts of a
                                 Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
                                     Programs cutting the corners
                                     Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
                                    On the fence, could not to offend
                                          Cut, cut, cut, cut

                                         Take these chances
                                  Place them in a box until a quieter time
                                      Lights down, you up and die

                                     - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                                I'll Back You Up

                                         I remember thinking
                                     I'll go on forever only knowing
                                          I'll see you again
                                            But I know
                                 The touch of you is so hard to remember
                                   But like that touch I know no other

                                     And for sure we have danced
                                       In the risk of each other
                                         Would like to dance
                                      Around the world with me

                                   I'll be falling all about my own thing
                                  And I know your the heaviest weight
                                     When your not here that's hung
                                          Around my head

                                       And your lips burn wild
                                    Thrown from the face of a child
                                          And in your eyes
                                     The seeing of the greatest few
                                       Do what you will, always
                                    Walk where you like, your steps
                                   Do as you please, I'll back you up

                                         I remember thinking
                                         Sometimes we walk
                                       Sometimes we run away
                                            But I know
                                   No matter how fast we are running
                                         Somehow we keep
                                 Somehow we keep up with each other

                                   I'll be falling all about my own thing
                                   And i know your the heaviest weight
                                     When your not here that's hung
                                          Around my head

                                       And your lips burn wild
                                    Thrown from the face of a child
                                          And in your eyes
                                     The seeing of the greatest few
                                       Do what you will, always
                                    Walk where you like, your steps
                                   Do as you please, I'll back you up

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                        Minarets

                                    Santa Maria choose your children
                                       Santa Maria virgin child
                                   all our wars over you we are fighting
                                     and all our time faith justifying

                                     Brother caged Babylon will fall
                               Sister chained and bound, beaten and bleeding
                                    The tv's on, to me this explains it
                                   Wearing a tie like daddy speaks it
                                      Screaming from the minarets
                                      Later on we'll all be dancing
                                      Screaming from the minarets
                                      Yes indeed i'm making faces
                                     Rain on the ground in a space
                                          God has grown
                                 Alone till a man looking glass in his hand
                                        He is holding up to you
                                           What you see
                                           What you see
                                           What you see
                                        What you see is human
                                      Screaming from the minarets

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                        One Sweet World

                                      Nine planets round the sun
                                    Only one does the sun embrace
                                        Upon this watered one
                                     So much we take for granted

                                     So let us sleep outside tonight
                                     Lay down in our mother's arms
                                      For here we can rest safely

                                      If green should slip to grey
                                     But our hearts still bloody be
                                    And if mountains crumble away
                              And the river dry Would it stop the stepping feet

                                       Take all that we can get
                                           When it's done
                                       Nobody left to bury here
                                      Nobody left to dig the holes
                                      And here we can rest safely

                                          One sweet world
                                       Around a star is spinning
                                          One sweet world
                                    And in her breath I'm swimming
                                     And here we will rest in peace

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                            Recently

                                         Recently I've been
                                 All of content and dreaming I have been
                                      'Cause I been lately seeing
                                Quite a bit of this woman live on my street

                                People stare and we just ignore everything
                                  People stare and we just ignore them
                                     And they go away, go away

                                          She comes to me
                                          I watch her drink
                                       I watch her comb her hair
                                   Both say that we never before have
                                          Felt as recently

                                    People stare and we just ignore
                                      What's the use in hiding out
                                         She says all the time
                                  Let their eyes do the worrying about

                                     She and me go to places quiet
                                       Where we are quite alone
                                      Kiss and we hold together
                                       We will be until we done

                                    People stare and we just ignore
                                      What's the use in hiding out
                                         She says all the time
                                   Let their eyes do the worring about

                                     Both say the we never before
                                    Never before have felt as recently
                                People stare and we just ignore everything
                                  People stare and we just ignore them
                                     And they go away, go away

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                                Satellite

                                         Satellite in my eyes
                                       Like a diamond in the sky
                                          How I wonder.
                                     Satellite strung from the moon
                                      And the world your balloon
                                   Peeping tom for the mother station

                                      Winter's cold spring erases
                                And the calm away by the storm is chasing
                                    Everything good needs replacing
                               Look up, look down all around, hey satellite

                                       Satellite, headlines read
                                     Someone's secrets you've seen
                                       Eyes and ears have been
                                       Satellite dish in my yard
                                      Tell me more, tell me more
                                  Who's the king of your satellite castle?

                                      Winter's cold spring erases
                                And the calm away by the storm is chasing
                                    Everything good needs replacing
                                Look up, look down all around, hey satellite
                                 Rest high above the clouds no resrictions
                                  Television we bounce 'round the world
                                     And while I spend these hours
                                         Five senses reeling,
                               I laugh about the weatherman's satellite eyes.

                                         Satellite in my eyes
                                       Like a diamond in the sky
                                           How i wonder.
                                     Satellite strung from the moon
                                      And the world your balloon
                                   Peeping tom for the mother station

                                      Winter's cold spring erases
                                And the calm away by the storm is chasing
                                    Everything good needs replacing
                               Look up, look down all around, hey satellite

                                 Rest high above the clouds no restrictions
                                  Television you bounce from the world
                                     And while I spend these hours
                                         Five senses reeling
                                I laugh about this world in my satellite eyes.

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                                Seek Up

                                     Sometimes I feel like I'm falling
                                    Fall back again, fall back again,
                                    Fall back again, fall back again

                                   Oh, life it seems a struggle between
                                      What we think what we see
                                    I'm not going to change my ways
                                   Just to please you or appease you
                                    Inside a crowd, five billion proud
                                        Willing to punch it out
                                      Right, wrong, weak, strong
                                      Ashes to ashes all fall down
                                     Look around about this round
                                   About this merry-go-round around
                                    If at afll God's gaze upon us fall
                                    His mischievous grin, look at him

                                     Forget about the reasons and
                                      The treasons we are seeking
                                      Forget about the notion that
                                    Our emotions can be swept away
                                       Forget about being guilty,
                                       We are innocent instead
                               For soon we will all find our lives swept away

                                    Sit awhile with TV's hungry child
                                          Big belly swelled
                                  Oh, for a price of a coke or a smoke
                                      Keep alive those hungy eyes
                                 Take a look at me, what you see in me,
                                         Mirror look at me
                                      Face it all, face it all again

                                     Forget about the reasons and
                                      The treasons we are seeking
                             Forget about the notion that your emotions can be
                                      Wwept away, kept at bay
                               Forget about being guilty, i am innocent instead
                               For soon we will all find our lives swept away

                                       You seek up an emotion
                                      And our cup is overflowing
                                       You seek up an emotion,
                                      Sometimes your well is dry
                                      You seek up a big monster
                                    For him to fight your wars for you
                              But when he finds his way to you, the devil's not
                                           Going--ha, ha

                                             Say, say

                                      Look at me in my fancy car
                                        And my bank account
                                  Oh, how I wish I could take it all down
                                        Into my grave, I'd save
                                  Take a look again, take a look again,
                                         Take a look again
                                 Everyday things change,...stay the same

                                     Forget about the reasons and
                                      The treasons we are seeking
                                      Forget about the notion that
                                    Your emtions can be swept away
                                      Intentions are not wicked,
                                    Don't be tricked into thinking so
                                Soon we will all find our lives swept away

                                       You seek up an emotion
                                      And our cup is overflowing
                                       You seek up an emotion,
                                      Sometimes your well is dry
                                      You seek up a big monster
                                    For him to fight your wars for you
                                    But when he finds his way to you,
                                      The devil's not going--ha, ha
                              Fall back again, fall back again, fall back again...

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                     The Song That Jane Likes

                                    And in plays to write the wire in
                                         I'll come back again
                                     Torching time talking rhymes in
                                        I'll come back again

                                        Would you like to play
                                      With the thought of a friend
                                       In a distant passing stage
                                        While you lie around
                                       With hands up and down
                                     So resigned you will fall down

                                      While you around here play
                                    Wild on the warm and far away
                                      While you around here play
                                   The days keep scrbbling themselves
                                            In tidy lines

                                         Would like to play
                                       With a fool holding hands
                                    With a one-eyed jack of spades
                                      While on the deck they sing
                                   All of the captain's cards are kings
                                   Still he and the queen are lost at sea
                                       I hope it isn't you and me

                                     And I'll be back 'round again
                                  Yes I'll walk in time with you old friend
                                       And we'll find that place
                                    That we had danced so long ago

                                    And in plays to write the wire in
                                         I'll come back again
                                     Torching time talking rhymes in
                                         I'll come back again
                                          With this resigned
                                          The letter I sign

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                            Tripping Billies

                                          We were above
                                      You standing underneath us
                                       We were not yet lovers
                                        Dragons were smoked
                                     Bumblebees were stinging us
                                       I was soon to be crazy

                                       Eat, drink and be merry
                                        For tomorrow we die
                                      'Cause we're tripping billies

                                        We're wearing nothing
                                       Nothing but out shadows
                                 Shadows falling down on the beach sand
                                         Remembering once,
                                     Out on the beaches we wore
                                      Pineapple grass bracelets

                                       So why would you care
                                        To get out of this place
                                     You and me and all our freinds
                                       Such a happy human race
                                      'Cause we're tripping billies

                                          We are all sitting
                                       Legs crossed round a fire
                                      My yellow flame she dances
                                        Tequila drinking oh our
                                         Minds will wonder
                                        To wonderous places

                                       So why would you care
                                        To get out of this place
                                     You and me and all our friends
                                      Such a happy human race

                                       Eat, drink and be merry
                                        For tomorrow we die

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -


                                            Christmas Song

                                  She was his girl; he was her boyfriend
                                 She be his wife; take him as her husband
                                 A surprise on the way, any day, any day
                                One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
                                 The wise men came three made their way
                                       To shower him with love
                                        While he lay in the hay
                                    Shower him with love love love
                                           Love love love
                                       Love love is all around

                                Not very much of his childhood was known
                                     Kept his mother Mary worried
                                        Always out on his own
                             He met another Mary for a reasonable fee, less than
                                      Reputable as known to be

                                   His heart was full of love love love
                                           Love love love
                                        Love love is all around
                                When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree
                             Said "oh, Daddy-o I can see how it all soon will be
                             I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene
                           Instead I fear I spill the blood of my children all around"

                                   The blood of our children all around
                                   The blood of our children all around
                                   The blood of our children all around
                                     So the story goes, so I'm told
                                      The people he knew were
                                       Less than golden hearted
                                        Gamblers and robbers
                                  Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
                                          Like you and me

                                   Rumors insisited he soon would be
                                          For his deviations
                                  Taken into custody by the authorities
                                        Less informed than he.
                                  Drinkers and jokers. all soul searchers
                                      Searching for love love love
                                           Love love love
                                       Love love is all around

                                       Preparations were made
                                        For his celebration day
                                He said "eat this bread and think of it as me
                                   Drink this wine and dream it will be
                                   The blood of our children all around
                                  The blood of our children all around"
                                  The blood of our children all around

                              Father up above, why in all this anger have you fill
                                          Me up with love
                                        Fill me love love love
                                           Love love love
                                            Love love
                                 And the blood of our children all around

                                    - Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -