songs for a dying planet
Released August 11, 1992
Epic CD 48916
Produced by Bill Szymczyk

Shut Up :: Fairbanks Alaska :: Coyote Love :: I Know :: Certain Situations :: Vote For Me :: Theme From Baroque Weirdos :: The Friend Song :: It's All Right :: Will You Still love Me Tomorrow :: Decades :: Songs for a Dying Planet ::

Lyrics Courtesy of Jessica Noser

“Shut Up” by Joe Walsh

Well some friends of mine I never met called me the other day,
They was going to have a party and they called me to say,
Hey Joe, how ya’ doin? How’s your album, how’s your tour?
“How’s Don Henley? How’s Glenn Frey?
And who what, where and when?”
And they could not shut up. (Can’t shut up).
They couldn’t shut up. (Can’t shut up).
So I hung up. (Can’t shut up).

Well I followed their directions and arrived a little late,
I had a couple Chardonays and started feeling great.
I said, “I hate to interrupt, I’ll be right back I gotta pee.”
Thirty people in the bathroom started talking to me.
They could not shut up. (Can’t shut up. Can’t shut up).
I said, “Hey shut up!” (Can’t shut up). They could not shut up.

Well just to get out of the bathroom took the rest of the year.
And then a polyester pantsuit came and mingled at my ear.
Said, “I heard you’re rich and famous, but I don’t know who you are,
You got to sign this for my nephew or he won’t believe it.”
She could not shut up. (Can’t shut up)...

She said, “Bla, bla, bla.”
I said, “Ha, ha, ha, ha! Shut up!”


“Fairbanks Alaska” by Joe Walsh

Have you ever seen yourself on tv? Well I have.
Have you ever been more famous than me? Well I have.
Have you ever been stung by a bee? Well I have.
Have you ever met Muhammad Ali? I have. I have.

Have you ever had a case of the flu? Well I have.
Have you ever had to escape from a zoo? I have.
Have you ever met the guys in The Who? Well I have.
I’m in Who’s Who. Are you? I am.

Have you ever stood in line at the bank?
Had an uncle named Frank?
Have you ever rode around in a tank? I have.

But I’ve never been to Fairbanks, Alaska,
That’s the only place I’ve never been.
Have you ever been everywhere else? I have. I have.

Have you ever locked your keys in your car? Well I have.
Have you ever been thrown out of a bar? I have.
But I’ve never shot a geek under par,
And I still don’t know where all those balls are.
Except the one that went in somebody’s car one time in Lincoln, Nebraska.

And today I’m going to Fairbanks, Alaska,
If it’s the last thing I ever do.
Have you ever done everything else?
I have too. I have.


“Coyote Love” by Joe Walsh/ Joe Vitale

One thing that can happen while you’re napping, coyote love.
Wake up in a messy, unfamiliar place,
Look over at a unfamiliar face, coyote love.

Ay ay ay ay ay coyote love...

Howling at the moon,
You sure you’ve had your fill?
Coyote love.
All you lose is one a hundred dollar bill.
Coyote love.

Ay ay ay ay ay coyote love.

Well this can’t really happen,
This can’t be real.
Something lying next to me,
Looks like I feel, oh no!
Coyote love.

Ay ay ay ay ay coyote love...


“I Know” by Joe Walsh

I know things aren’t the same as they were before.
Oh baby I know and all I can is I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.

And I don’t know if you think of me anymore.
But I still love you. I still love you too.


“Certain Situations” by Joe Walsh

Sometimes I can’t make my mind up.
Don’t know which way to go.
If I should do this or if I should do that.
I don’t know in certain situations.

Sometimes a man can get in trouble.
Through no fault of his own.
Like when your girlfriend answers with a simple hello,
And you’re in the shower and it’s your wife on the phone. Oh!

There’s certain situations.
And sometimes luck don’t seem to matter at all,
When you’re hot, you’re hot.
And sometimes you have to play the cards as they fall,
That’s the only chance you got in certain situations.

There’s certain situations.
And sometimes luck don’t seem to matter at all,
When you’re caught, you’re caught.
And sometimes you have to play the cards as they fall,
That’s the only chance you got in certain situations.


“Vote for Me” by Joe Walsh/Joe Vitale

I’d like to announce my candidacy,
I’d appreciate it if you’d vote for me.
I want to be Vice President.
Vote for me.

If I was Vice President you know what I’d do?
Pretty much anything I wanted to.
Vote for me. Vote for me.

I’d have a first class seat on Air Force One.
An awesome pad in Washington...D.C. (If you vote for me)
Play golf all day with heads of state,
If they brought beer wouldn’t that be great? I can’t wait!
Vote for me. Vote for me.

Well there are an awful lot of issues important to me.
Here’s my campaign policy,
Legislation, education,
occupation, arbitration,
conversation, equalization,
immigration, itemization,
immigration, race relations,
imitation, hospitalization...
I’m freaking out vote for me!

Well it’s the land of the brave, the home of the free.
That’s the funny thing about democracy.
A vote for me, is a vote for me!


“Theme From Baroque Weirdos” by Joe Vitale/Bill Szymczyk

(Instrumental)


“The Friend Song” by Joe Walsh

I have a friend. He’s like my brother.
And every now and then we sit down and we talk to each other.
One time we talked, all about the future.
And we shared each others dreams and plans,
For later on when we both had time at hand and weren’t so damn busy.
Me and my friend.

And the thing I don’t understand,
Dear God where is he?
Where is he?

And so my friend,
I must say so long for now,
Your time is over, I must go on.

You are my brother, this is your song.
It may last forever, forever, forever,
We’ll be friends that long.


“It’s All Right” by Joe Walsh

I’m not a gambling man, that’s one thing you can bet,
But that’s all right, yes it’s all right, all right with me.
I may get lucky but it hasn’t happened yet,
But that’s all right, yes it’s all right, all right with me.

I’m on the ceiling if I’m anywhere at all,
But that’s all right, yes it’s all right, all right with me.
Falling up the stairs or bouncing down the hall,
It’s all right, well it’s all right...

I do my best and that’s the best that I can do,
But that’s all right, yes it’s all right, all right with me.
Sometimes it seems a working man is never through,
But that’s all right, all right with me.
But it’s all right.


“Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow” by Gerry Goffin/Carole King

Tonight you’re mine completely,
You give your love so sweetly.
Tonight the light of love is in your eyes.
Will you still love me tomorrow?

Is this a lasting treasure?
Or just a moment of pleasure?
Can I believe the magic in your eyes?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

Tonight with words unspoken,
You say that I’m the only one.
But will my heart be broken?
When the night meets the morning sun.

I’d like to know that your love,
Is the love I can be sure of.
So tell me now and I won’t ask again darling,
Will you still love me tomorrow?


“Decades” by Joe Walsh

Minutes turn to hours, counting seconds tick away.
Another day tomorrow, tomorrow is just another day.
And days turn into years, and time goes by over and over, again and again.
Years turn into decades, decades start another decade, times ten.
Ten decades, one hundred years, ten decades.

And the first ten started going so much faster than the whole one hundred years before.
And the second ten we started fighting,
we fought the war to end all wars.
So somebody named the twenties roaring
And in the thirties we fought some more.
And the fighting went on and on nobody could stop it.
So somebody built a bomb, all you had to do was drop it.
Right or wrong they dropped it, they dropped it.
And toward the end of the forties, after the storm, I was born.

I am calling across a field from far away, far away.
This is my calling song.
I am worried I am concerned,
There are reasons can’t be explained.
And there are questions that have no answers,
That’s the reason I want to know,
How long, how long can this go on?
I want to know how long, how long?
When so many things happen, nothing gets done.
So many wars, no one ever won one, and no one ever will.
I am calling, this is my calling song.

And the fifties were the best I guess, except for the fighting.
And the sixties were unrest, protest, we went to the moon.
We had hopes, we had dreams,
And sometimes late at night it still seems like Camelot.
And the seventies lasted til May.
Up on the hill that day,
I gave up and started writing “Decades.”

And the eighties were a waste of time,
And here we are in the nineties.
Nine in a row, one more to go.
Over and over, again and again,
One hundred years, ten years times ten.
So many things happened nothing got done.
So many wars, no one ever won one.

Decades, decades....



“Song For A Dying Planet” by Joe Walsh

Is anyone out there?
Does anybody listen or care anymore?
We are living on a dying planet,
We’re killing everything that’s alive.
And anyone who tries to deny it,
Wears a tie and gets paid to lie.
So I wrote these songs for a dying planet,
I’m sorry but I’m telling the truth.

And for everybody trying to save it,
These songs are for you too.

Is there anyone out there?