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A tired man in his chair
He doesn't move he only stares
At the machine across the room
There's nothing there it's not getting through
He shakes his head
Finally stands up
Throws his hands up
In the air

A blinding flash across the room
A sudden crash
A sonic boom changes everything he knew
It's everything he's never seen
The biggest deal there's ever been
Described in light upon the screen
It said

Nobody else is stronger than I am
Yesterday I moved a mountain
I bet I could be your hero
I am a Mighty Little Man
I am a Mighty Little Man
I am a Mighty Little Man

From way up here you can't look down
As of now there is no ground
The microscope is turned around
Don't be alarmed don't make a fuss
He's still like you he's one of us
and he'll come back before too long

He takes a breath and clears his mind
Grabs his coat and steps outside
An empty street there's no one there
He lifts himself into the air
A billion thoughts expressed as one
Etched in words
Across the sun
It said

Nobody else is stronger than I am
Yesterday I moved a mountain
I bet I could be your hero
I am a Mighty Little Man

Nobody else is stronger than I am
Yesterday I moved a mountain
I bet I could be your hero
I am a Mighty Little Man
I am a Mighty Little Man

Nobody else is stronger than I am (I am a mighty little man)
Yesterday I moved a mountain
I bet I could be your hero (I am a mighty little man)
I am a mighty little man

Nobody else is stronger than I am (I am a mighty little man)
Yesterday I moved a mountain (I am a mighty little man)
I bet I could be your hero (I am a mighty little man)
I am a mighty little man

Nobody else is stronger than I am (I am a mighty little man)
Yesterday I moved a mountain (I am a mighty little man)
I bet I could be your hero (I am a mighty little man)

I am a mighty little man
I am a mighty little man


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Steven Drozd:   Keyboards, Drums, Guitars
David Fridmann:   Bass
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Dave Fridmann @ Tarbox Road Studios, Cassadaga, NY
Engineered by:   Michael Ivins

I'm just a boring example of everybody else
I threw out the old one soon as I found something else
I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday
I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday

It happened so suddenly
The night you came and ruined my life
It blew up in front of me
A great big face

I'm just a boring example of everybody else
I threw out the old one soon as I found something else
I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday
I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday

It happened so suddenly
The night you came and ruined my life
It blew up in front of me
I swear you ruined my life

[ instrumental ]

I'm just a boring example of everybody else
(I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday)
I threw out the old one soon as I found something else
I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday
(I'm just a boring example of everybody else)
I'll never tell you what I do on a Saturday
(I threw out the old one soon as I found something else)


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar
Steven Drozd:   Drums, Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Ed Buller:   Keyboard
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Ed Buller @ Jaggo Studios, Los Angeles, CA

And I'm standing on the corner
Gonna jump out of my skin
Gonna float above the buildings
See which one you're in
We can finally stop the traffic
We can finally stop the trains
We can act like we're above it
'Till it starts to feel the same

Whatever you do
Whatever you do

And it's screaming from the payphones
And it's dripping from the trees
And it's moving through the pavement
Underneath your feet
See them diving from the bridge
In the city down below
Turn it all into a hard drive and plug me in
I don't want to know

Whatever you do
Maintain
Maintain

It could never be this easy
But if she ever leaves me
I'll hit the ground
And it's so much
Nicer up here

We've got to maintain
We've got to maintain
We've got to maintain
We've got to maintain
We've got to maintain


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Steven Drozd:   Drums, Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Ed Buller:   Keyboards
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Ed Buller @ Jaggo Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Mixed by:   Dave Fridmann

You and me
Me and you
More than one
Somehow less than two
We can ride our bikes tonight
Around the yard
The stars are shining bright

One day you and I will live on the moon
One day you and I will live on the moon

Back inside I don't know
If I'm Spiderman
Or if I'm G I. Joe

Build a fort in our mother's room
Crawl inside
She'll find us soon

One day you and I will live on the moon
One day you and I will live on the moon

You and me
Me and you
More than one
Somehow less than two


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitars, Empty Ice Cream Container, Thinking Chair
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Michael Rubin @ Murmer Music, NYC, NY
Engineered by:   Peter Robbins

Sit right next to me
Against the glass where we both can see
Focus on the ground
In disbelief of where we used to be

What should I do now?
I'm upside down fighting with gravity
I'll just lock the door
And they won't know
How to find me

I couldn't share it
You never saw it
Coming around
Even the bad parts
Move along
Better than they should

Now I'm waiting here to disappear
Have you ever been so tired of yourself?
And I'll meet you here in the troposphere
Lately I just haven't been myself

Back here on the ground
You're halfway gone
And the traffic drowns you out
Driving past your school
I grew up here
Looking at you

I couldn't share it
You never saw it
Coming around
Even the bad parts
Move along
Better than they should

Now I'm waiting here to disappear
Have you ever been so tired of yourself?
And I'll meet you here in the troposphere
Lately I just haven't been myself


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitars, Harmonica, Effects
Steven Drozd:   Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Guitar
Mary Gavazzi Fridmann:   Magic Porpoise Voice
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Dave Fridmann @ Tarbox Road Studios, Cassadaga, NY
Engineered by:   Michael Ivins

Oh my love
Does this mean you understand?
'cause my love you
Hold my heart in your hands
Don't you know
If I hold my breath
All the words you say
Go away

Oh my love
I don't think you understand
Don't you know
If I close my eyes
Even yesterday
Goes away

My love


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar, Effects
Michael Rubin:   Baritone Guitar, Keyboards
Jim O'Connor:   Trumpet, Piccolo Trumpet
Dorothy Lawson:   Cello
Ralph Farris:   Viola
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Trumpet and Strings arranged by:   Michael Rubin
Produced by:   Michael Rubin @ Murmer Music, NYC, NY
Engineered by:   Peter Robbins
I'd need a reason to see you again
Give me a reason
Let's not be friends

Running around was better than this
I'd rather die alone than live like this

I'd need a reason to see you again
I'd need a reason
Let's not be friends

We can roll around on my floor
That's what it's for
Roll around on my floor
That's what it's for


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar, Tone Generator
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Michael Rubin @ Murmer Music, NYC, NY
Engineered by:   Peter Robbins
[ instrumental ]

Steve Burns:   Rhodes Piano, Space Oscillator
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Steve Burns @ Steve'sBedroomAmidTheSqualor, Brooklyn, NY

Nano you and Nano me
Living beside the micron sea

Will the stars spin 'round the earth again?
I don't know, it's up to them
They'll get to it later

The biggest baddest world you've ever seen
is smaller than a tear
Where all the kids have robot hearts
and dustmites fight
with micro-gears

Remember when the earth was still and
the universe spun round and round
just for us?

The biggest baddest world you've ever seen
is smaller than a tear
Where all the kids have robot hearts
and dustmites fight
with micro-gears

Leaping without looking baby
I hope you're holding on

Leaping without looking baby
I hope you're holding on


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar, Space Oscillator
Steven Drozd:   Piano, Keyboard, Drums, Backing Vocals
Mary Gavazzi Fridmann:   Magic Porpoise Voice
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Dave Fridmann @ Tarbox Road Studios, Cassadaga, NY
Engineered by:   Michael Ivins

Now you've really gone too far
You stop right where you are
Locking the door
You're not getting in
'cause I'll defend myself
Now that I know where I begin

Shame on you
You've explained
And I never asked you
I don't need to know
All of this time
Hanging from your superstrings

Now it's crawling from the sea
Now it's coming down from the trees
It moves through you
And I know it moves through me
This intergalactic subatomic particle breeze

Shame on you
You've explained
And I never asked you
I don't need to know
I'd rather be blind
Hanging from your superstrings

How she sings
She's just like an angel
Floating without wings
Dangling she must be
The strangest thing

So shame on you
You've explained
And I never asked you
I don't need to know
I'd rather be blind
Hanging from your superstrings


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar
Michael Rubin:   Keyboards
Conrad Korsch:   Bass
Bernard Devlin:   Drums
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Michael Rubin @ Murmer Music, NYC, NY
Engineered by:   Peter Robbins

I woke up
Tried to get dressed
But I was alarmed
I was distressed [sniff]

Though I always, always try to do my best
I had become a sniveling mess
A sniveling mess
A sniveling mess

Will you love me if I'm a mess?
Will you love me if I'm a mess?
Will you love me?
Will you love me?

Hold on
I want to make sure you comprehend
Hold on
I need you to be comfortable

Did you understand?
Did you understand what I am?

With that resolved
I guess I'll go
Pack my bags
Move to Borneo

When I get there
I'll live in a tree
I'm tellin' all y'all that's where I'll be
If you need me

Will you love me if I'm a mess?
Will you love me if I'm a mess?
Will you love me?
Will you love me?
Will you love me if I'm a mess?

Hold on
I want to make sure you comprehend
Hold on
I need you to be comfortable

Did you understand?
Did you understand what I am?


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar, Space Oscillator, Effects
Michael Rubin:   Baritone Guitar, Keyboards
Jim Whitney:   Bass
Bernard Devlin:   Drums
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Michael Rubin @ Murmer Music, NYC, NY
Engineered by:   Peter Robbins

Last night I dreamt
I was superman
And I had lots of fun
Playing with my cape
And with my tights
But my love
This is goodnight

Even though your life was wasted
Doesn't mean that I should save it
I'll sit at home and watch tv

Go ahead and cry I won't give a damn
It doesn't matter I'm superman
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me

Hey mom, look at me

If there are tall buildings in your way
a speeding locomotive rolls your way
I'll fly away
I'll fly away

I'll fly
I'll fly away

I'll fly away


Steve Burns:   Vocals, Guitar
Steven Drozd:   Hammond Organ, Electric Guitar, Piano
Michael Rubin:   Baritone Guitar, Keyboards
Michel Gentile:   Flute
Jim Whitney:   Bass
Bernard Devlin:   Drums
Peter Robbins:   Tambourine
   
Written by:   Steve Burns
Produced by:   Michael Rubin @ Murmer Music, NYC, NY
Engineered by:   Peter Robbins