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When the going gets hopeless, it's helpful to scream it.
lyrics
Mr.Noah’s Opus by Noah Kleiman, 2010
Mr. Fix -it Teacher. Write-it, Planner. Pitch-it in the elevator
Meet them, send it, Pay-it when we can
Mr. Clean-it , Show-em. Coding-maven. Scrounging, scrimping, money savin’
off the cuff, right stuff, hear-a-hit, that’s it
Hey Chipper Chunkee, teeth a flashion with ironic t-shirt and rolled up slacks on
Biking 'round town, greying hair , and warm blue stare
Mr. Make -it mock-it, Muffler rattle. Uphill struggle and burnin' your candle
postmark date, or it's late ? The Airport place !
Mr. Grant Decision mail box checker, wayward foundation award mad hatter
come to see the place ? Face-to-face ? That can be arrainged !
It's Mr. Noah's opus, So Hum it, Sing it ,When the going gets hopeless, it's helpful to scream it
With a big old grin on your face, in a state of grace
Conflict of Interest forced a, rash decision I tried to warn them but they wouldn’t listen
Where did the funding for it go ? Hey...I told you so.
So, I've been keeping busy, I job search daily,
for a worthy workplace, that can afford to pay me
I'm not picky. Nikki, I'll take any-thang
Writing tasty tunes, then I record them, with a tube amp loaned from Paul Van Orden
If I get my way, one day they'll crown him the king of Portland
It's Mr. Noah's Opus, and Noah Wrote it, Gonna keep adding verses, till the day I croak (yeah)
so check back in, now and then, this song doesn't end
credits
from
Mr. Noah's Opus,
released July 12, 2011
Noah Kleiman - Vocals, Whistling, Guitar, Lap Guitar, String Bass
Raymond Clause - Keyboard, Vocal Solo
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