LADS GONE NATIVE! LYRICS  ...eARThsong...(lyrics)
This was written at a time that we were living in Chico California and were surrounded by a corral with 4 horses. We were also growing many plants including morning glory flowers that eventually got so tall that they climbed up to the roof of the little house. The tomato plants produced an abundance of food... quite a miracle...
Bm A D G
Planting, planting, planting seeds
D A D
May our garden grow...
Bm A D G
May God bless the earth and rain
D A D
And sprout the seeds I sow
D A D
And sprout the seeds I sow
CHORUS:
G Bm
We've been tilling soil since the dawn of time
A E
The fertile loam of home is nature most divine
G Bm
The lady with the hand upon the plow
A E
is identical, then and now
Weeding, weeding, weeding weeds
feed 'em to the horses
may God bless the new-born foal
and teach it natures forces
and teach it natures forces
Riding, riding, riding steeds
just like long ago
May God bless the hay they eat
and set their eyes aglow
and set their eyes aglow 
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BIG MEDICINE SONG (lyrics)
wrote at an Amerindian revival meeting we attended
Chorus:
Awaken the giant within...(E,F,F#,F)
Awaken the giant within...(E,F,F#,F)
Verse:
Went down to the river (E,G,D,D*,D)
Went down to the sea (A,A*,A)
Drank deep of the water of life (E,G,D,D*,D)
and set my soul free,my soul free (A,A*,A,E,E)
Ya Way is the mountain
the ocean and the sea
may the four winds of the ancients
become one with thee,one with thee
...sing chorus here...
Ya-way,your way (E,G,D)
lead on mighty spirit (A,A*)
Ya-way your way
fill me with light
Ya-way, your way
the path is calling
Ya-way, your way
Rainbow warriors to the fight
Ya-way use me
make me a healer
Ya-way, use me
Big medicine is yours
Ya-way, use me
flowing waves of compassion
Ya-way, use me
My hands are your tools...
...sing chorus here...
The spirit of the buffalo (E,G,D,D*,D)
the spirit of the bear (A,A*,A)
teach us to live in balance (E,G,D,D*,D)
mother eARTh we will share, we'll share (A,A*,A,E,E)
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WILSON BRIDGE (lyrics)
Wake up early in the morning, (CHORDS) D C
gotta go to work. G D
gotta drive across that Wilson Bridge, D C
my mind it just starts to hurt. G D
10,000 fools in 10,000 cars, D C
cross it every day. G D
as I sit behind my steering wheel, D C
I know there's got to be a better way! G D
CHORUS:
Because every day in every way, D A C G
life gets more annoying. D C D
every day in every way, D A C G
life gets more boring. D C D
I escaped from D.C.
and I burned my car.
Ride the light rail in San Jo se.
It's better by far.
10,000 fools in 10,000 cars,
still drive every day.
writing lyrics on this magic train,
I know I've found the better way!
CHORUS:
Every day in every way,
It's not so annoying.
Flirting with ladies on the subway train,
Sets my heartbeat soaring!
CITY OF THE FUTURE! (photo of energy research laboratory... click here) 
city of the future! (lyrics)
we are living in the city of the future
all of us have hi-tech jobs...
we don't give a dam about unemployment
that only happens to low tech slobs
be a nurd!
be a nurd!
I'm a high-tech wizard
BE A NURD!
They used to laugh @ me
when I was in high school
the social in set was so very proud
but now when those people
are searching thru the want ads
they say "I want to be one of the
computer crowd
be a nurd
be a nurd
be a high-tech wizard
BE A NURD!
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MESCALITA (APACHE INDIAN GOD) I MET A GIRL NAMED MESCALITA
WITH COARSE BROWN HAIR.
SHE TAUGHT ME A SONG IN A DIFFERENT KEY.
NOW I LIVE THERE.
MESCALITA, MI HIJITA.
YOU SHOWED ME HOW TO LIVE.
MY LIFE WAS FILLED WITH SORROW.
BUT NOW I CAN GIVE.
I USED TO SING IN THE KEY OF "E"
A KEY OF BLUES AND PAIN.
NOW I SING IN THE KEY OF "g"
AND I'LL NEVER GO BACK AGAIN.
MESCALITA,MI AMIGA, YOU SHOWED ME HOW TO DANCE.
MY LIFE WAS FILLED WITH SORROW.
BUT I'LL GIVE LOVE ONE MORE CHANCE.
I WROTE THIS AFTER EATING PEYOTE
AT THE "RAINBOW GATHERING" IN PENNSYLVANIA.
THOSE DEADHEAD LADIES ARE SO SWEET...
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My Invisible Friend (lyrics)
(Hay-Seuss)
I've got an invisible friend
and I call him Hay-seuss.
not Dr. Seuss or mother goose
but JESUS.
If you don't believe
in Hay-seuss or mother goose
you'll got to HELL (or Pittsburg)
and burn for eternity.
Oh, me and Jim Jones
we believe in Hay-seuss
and cyanide suicide
will get you quicker to his side.
I didn't eat for three days
and I heard voices
God talked to me
like I was on LSD
and said you're SATAN (or Peter Pan)
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Direction (lyrics)
Wandering this world
Without direction we were lost
(I was)
We will build our life together
I can't, we can
Now I found you
And you found me
Never, never, never, never
Go on a first date again
No more lonely nights
No more lonely days
Then there was us
What a wonderful phrase to say
Because you trust me
And I trust you
Thank you, Lord, for Victoria (gregory)
The clouds have lifted and
I can see our future
We will be us
Forever
(Together)
more lyrics: click here...
| The blurry photographic effect was caused by the camera melting inside my truck... 110 degrees in Chico in the Summer... I was using a disposable film camera and most of the pictures were ruined but some just looked goofy! Bob Byron Law... professional madman... He lived in Chico and we met at MOM'S AA CHICO... He loved his dog KATO, an Alaskan Huskie with blue eyes and often went to the park for a walk... I would go to the factory to my job... He got a NUTCHECK from the government that provided all... What's that? Social Security Disability due to Mental Health... and he would question me... "Who is insane? You go to the factory while I go to the Park!" 
greg vanderlaan after swimming in Bidwell Park Chico, California... 
My friend Mike near my old truck at the Legendary Picnic Area 37 in Bidwell Park. I had the good fortune to be a homeless person one summer and lived in the woods right behind where he was standing. There are 13 Redwood Trees planted there... I would wake and "bake" and sit on a park bench wondering what to do with my day... I could look over the creek at the endless parade of morning joggers... while I puffed a reefer... Mural on the Phoenix Building 
each brick is painted a different color to create the IMAGE of a bird emerging from the fire... This mural is directly across the street from a convenient bus stop bench... in front of a coffee shop... many mornings were spent drinking coffee while sitting on that bench and contemplating the mysteries of life... Ahh, Chico... 
view looking downstream in the One Mile Recreation Area Swimming Pool... turn around at that same spot and admire the wiew upstream... 
The pool is made by damming the Chico Creek and lining it with concrete... Built with Taxpayer dollars during the great depression it is a classic example of WPA construction. 
Space Construction project by the NEW WPA... A colony home... |