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Lyrics for 3 of Hearts CD
1. Alberta Skys
2. Bill Miner
3. 3 of Hearts
4. Crying in the Rain
5. Cowbell Blues
6. Locked In Pop
7. Too Much Shit
8. Different Shoes
9. Dog Song
0. Penguins

All songs by L. Sieniuc, the Doctor, except Locked In Pop (Sieniuc/Kuckinsky) and Dog Song (Sieniuc/Kenyon). All songs published by Sieniuc Music. Lyrics reprinted with permission.

BackTracks (selected list)
11. Green With Envy
12. Lines on A Mirror
13. Living In Suburbia
14. Really Unreal
15. Blue Eyes Blonde Hair
16. Last Call For Alcohol
17. Limousine Windows
18. Acid Rain
19. Son of a Military Man
20. Mirabeau Bridge (Sam Larkin)

Lines On A Mirror by (Sieniuc/Kenyon) and Mirabeau Bridge by (Sam Larkin). All lyrics reprinted with permission.

Alberta Skys
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
Alberta Skys are so blue
Just like your eyes
Deep into
The yellow sun
Is lemon


The poplar trees
Are swinging in the breeze
They are sacred
The rustling of the leaves
They are beautiful
Sweet poplar trees

Chorus


Alberta snow
Is so white
Diamonds that glow
Sparkles of light

The poplar trees
Are swinging in the breeze
They are sacred
The rustling of the leaves
They are beautiful
Sweet poplar trees

Chorus ,Chorus
Alberta Skys
Are so blue


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Bill Miner
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
Bill Miner was an outlaw of the American West
He really put robbery to the test
He was born in Bowling Greene
He robbed his first stagecoach when he was seventeen
And made off with seven thousand in gold
The life of a highwayman is on the road

Hands up, Hands up; is what he said
Reach for the sky, or I'll fill you with lead
Hands up, Hands up; Do what you're told
Give me your watch, and give me your gold

He wore a Stetson Hat and a bandana
Rode from the deep south to Canada
Took some money from the Wells Fargo Express
Some say he was cursed; others say he was blessed
Penetrating eyes and a keen mind
He left the prison guards far behind

Chorus

September 10th, 1904, Bill Miner and Shorty Dunn robbed the C.P.R.
It happened that night at Junction B.C.
The first train robbery in Canadian History
They made their escape to Bellingham
And came back later to do it again

Chorus

$11,500 dead or alive
Makes it hard for a man to hide
He spent half his time in prison
In New Westminster and San Quentin
For stealing all that loot he got his fame
An Oregon Boot is a ball and chain

Chorus


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3 of Hearts
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
I don't like the 3 of hearts
I don't like the 3 of hearts
I don't like the 3 of hearts


I don't like the hand that you dealt me
I don't like the games that you play
You shuffled the deck and you said what the heck
You said you had another lover
You said I better take cover
Cause these bullets will rip you apart
And they're aimed right at your heart
And you won't like the 3 of hearts

Chorus

Some of our friends are ready to betray me
Some of them are ready to slay me
And they'll tell you what you want to hear
And they'll do it without a tear
And they'll do it while drinking your beer

Chorus

Your lover says you shouldn't see me
He tells you that you should leave me
And you think that he is the one
To go riding with in the sun
The one with the fastest six gun

Chorus

I don't like the hand that you dealt me
I don't like the games that you play
You shuffled the deck and said what the heck
You said you had another lover
You said I better take cover
Cause these bullets will rip you apart
And they're aimed right at your heart
And you won't like the 3 of hearts

I don't like the 3 of hearts


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Crying in the Rain
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

Tears are falling to the ground
Just like the rain
Streaming steadily down my veins
Into the lane
Dropping deeply from my eyes
Into the drain

You left me crying in the rain
You left me lying in the lane
You left me dying in the drain

Tears are falling to the ground
Just like the leaves
Falling colours in the sun
Red, browns and greens
Into the forest of our lives
Into the trees
Where the tears are cut with knives
We fall like leaves

Tears are falling to the ground
Just like the rain
Streaming steadily down my face
Into the lane
Dropping deeply from my eyes
Into the drain

Chorus

Tears are falling to the ground
Just like the rain
Streaming steadily down my veins
Into the lane
Dropping deeply from my eyes
Into the drain

Chorus

Tears are falling to the ground
Just like the leaves
Falling colours in the sun
Red, browns and greens
Into the forest of our lives
Into the trees
Where the tears are cut with knives
We fall like leaves


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Cowbell Blues
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

Cows on a hill
Cows in a field
They're munching grass
They're standing stil
l

They're just standing around the barn
Waiting to be grilled
On your brand new barbeque
That you bought at the Kmart
Last Saturday afternoon

Chorus

Guess where I saw Lisa last Saturday Afternoon
She was at the Kmart buying her plastic shoes
She didn't want those cowbell blues
She didn't want to jump over the
Mooooooooooon
Over the Mooooooooooon
She didn't want those cowbell blues
She didn't want to jump over the
Mooooooooooon
Over the Mooooooooooon

Chorus

Guess where I saw Lisa last Saturday afternoon
She was at the Kmart buying her plastic shoes
She didn't want those cowbell blues
She didn't want to jump over the
Mooooooooooon

Over the Mooooooooooon
She didn't want those cowbell blues
She didn't want to jump over the
Mooooooooooon
Over the Mooooooooooon

Cows on a hill
Cows in a field
They're munching grass
They're standing still
Cows on a hill
Cows in a field
They're munching grass
They're standing still

Mooooo Mooooo Mooooo
Mooooo Mooooooooo
Man, I sure feel like a hamburger

 


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Locked in Pop
(Larry Sieniuc/Linz Kenyon)
 

I'm locked in pop with my Pepsi-cola
Don't want to be without my remote controlla
For my Motorolla color T.V.

I'm locked in pop with my Pepsi-cola
Don't want to be without my remote controlla
For my Motorolla color T.V.

There's lots of pop in my fridge
And my Pontiac is parked out on the bridge
Right through the window on the left
My favorite program is on at 8
If I miss it then I'll put it on a tape
That way I can watch it later on

I'm locked in pop with my Pepsi-cola
Don't want to be without my remote controlla
For my Motorolla color T.V.

Yeah I'm locked in pop with my Pepsi-cola
Don't want to be without my remote controlla
For my Motorolla color T.V.

We'll my freezer is packed with ice
And it sure feels really nice
To sit down to a cold pop I got a match, but I don't have a package
I need a strike, but I don't have a lightage
For my cigarette butt

 

Cause I'm locked in pop with my Pepsi-cola
Don't want to be without my remote controlla
For my Motorolla color T.V.

Yeah I'm locked in pop with my Pepsi-cola
Don't want to be without my remote controlla
For my Motorolla color T.V.


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Too Much Shit in the Sea
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

Too much shit in the sea
Too much shit in the sea
Too much shit in the sea
There's just too much shit in the sea


How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see
How do they see properly
There's…

Chorus

Uranium Saskatchewan
Saskatchewan Uranium
Bubble gum
Double bubble
Double bubble
Double trouble

Chorus

Alberta oil aluminum foil
Aluminum foil Alberta oil
Black soil Alberta oil
Black black soil Alberta oil

Chorus

How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see properly
How the whales supposed to see
How do they see properly
When there's …

Chorus

How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see
How do they see properly
When there's …

Chorus

How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see
How the whales supposed to see
How do they see properly
When there's …

Chorus

Too much shit in the sea
There's too much shit in the sea
Too much Shit
shit shit shit


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Different Shoes
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
I got my boots when I want to go riding with Melinda
Pinto ponies on her mind
We go riding into the sunset
And we do it Texas style

I got my sealskin boots from the Northwest Territories
They cost me 25 dollars at the Bay
That was back in 1967
When there was no Greenpeace or Greenday

But when I want to go dancing with my baby
I wear my old soft shoe

I got different shoes for different weather
Some are suede and some are leather
Some are baby cows from New Jersey
And some are wild pigs from
Borneo…….wo…..wo….wo


I got my brown shoes for when I'm working
They usually go unnoticed
And they are the most acceptable to everyone
Who is slightly bourgeoisie

I got my Adidas and my Nikes for when I'm jogging
Running for my life along the river
For playing tennis at Bonnie Doon
Or just walking at noon

But when I want to go dancing with my baby
I wear my old soft shoe

Chorus


I got my hiking boots for the Rocky Mountains
Gorilla grips for steep hills
And lots of padding and genuine leather
For deep crevices and rocky fields

Katrina bought me some moccasins for Christmas
She put them under the tree
There's little Santa Clauses' on the wrapping paper
This gift is from Santa, not from me

But when I want to go dancing with my baby
I wear my old soft shoe

Chorus


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Dog Song
(Larry Sieniuc/Jay Kuchinsky)
 

They really got a lot of dogs here
They really got a lot of dogs here
They really got a lot of dogs here


They love them and let them loose everywhere
They love them and let them loose everywhere

Chorus

They love them and let them loose everywhere
They love them and let them loose everywhere

They hold dog conferences at the coliseum
They hold dog conferences at the coliseum
They hold dog conferences at the coliseum

And stay mostly underground
There's a dog crunching on a chicken bone

They're hanging out in the alleys
Overturning garbage cans
Crunching on chicken bones
Whenever they can
Whenever they can

There's doggie doo on the sidewalk
There's doggie doo on the lawn
There's doggie doo everywhere
Everybody try to stay calm
Everybody try to stay calm

They hold dog conferences at the coliseum
They hold dog conferences at the coliseum
They hold dog conferences at the coliseum

And stay mostly underground
There's a dog crunching on a chicken bone
Ruff ……..ruff………….ruff

They hold dog conferences at the coliseum
They hold dog conferences at the coliseum
They hold dog conferences at the coliseum

And stay mostly underground
There's a dog crunching on a chicken bone

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Penguins
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

Who the fuck cares
Who the fuck cares (harmony)

Who the fuck cares
About penguins riding motorcycles
down those stairs

Chorus


Who the fuck cares

Chorus)

Who the fuck cares
About penguins riding motorcycles
down those stairs

Chorus

They're wearing black and white
They're wearing black and white
It looks like they're wearing tuxedoes
in the night

Chorus

They're wearing black and white
They're wearing black and white
It looks like they're wearing tuxedoes
in the night

Chorus

But who the fuck cares

Chorus

Who the fuck cares
About penguins riding motorcycles down those stairs

Chorus

They're pecking at the snow
They're pecking at the snow
They're pecking up all the snow

They're pecking at the snow
They're pecking at the snow
They're pecking up all the snow
We don't fucking care

But who the fuck cares

Chorus


Who the fuck cares
About penguins riding motorcycles
down those stairs

Chorus

Who the fuck cares

Chorus

Who the fuck cares
About penguins riding motorcycles
down those stairs

Chorus

Who the fuck caaares   Whooooooo


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Green With Envy
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
I'd rather be blue than like you
What are you going to do
When you're living in a zoo

You need a new car
And a galvanized garbage can
Henna'd hair and a B6 tan
Cool it baby with your fan
I'll buy you a new vacuum cleaner

Don't be green, green with envy
Don't be green, green with envy
Why envy want you can own


And I'd rather be jade than fade
A spectacle in a parade
Bravo for the brave
Lost forever in the everglade

You need a new fridge
And a ridge around your home
Your dogs' barking for a bone
I hear you're installing a new telephone

Chorus

I'd rather be red than dead
Wanting to own everything
Like a bird with a broken wing
Living on 330 Spark street

And I'd rather be thin than win
At that kind of game
Partners with the criminally insane
There isn't anybody you can blame
If you receive a poor salary

Chorus

I'd rather be black than like that
Stretched out on the torture rack
Stuck with a dull blade in the back
Didn't anybody tell you about the Klu Klux Klan

You need a new boyfriend
Someone who will love you to the end
Somebody that you can bend
If you prefer to vote for Ronald Reagan

Chorus


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Lines On A Mirror
(Larry Sieniuc/Linz Kenyon)
 
It's a crumpled hotel
It's a rusty bed
It's a beautiful day
I got snakes in my head

I'm trying to get up
But I'm glued to the frame
Of a mental breakdown
Over the physical plane

It's the same old story
On a different page
It's a different setting
On the same old stage

Lines on the mirror
Beer by the case
Got something here
That's taking your place


There's cars in the alley
And dogs in the lot
There's a lady outside
Selling everything shes got

The manager is shakey

He's losing control
He's blasting his guns
With an ace in the hole

I'm looking at my face
I'm kneeling on the bed
The phone is facetious
But my eyes are red

Chorus

The television was envious
The screen was green
It's the same old picture
I saw last Halloween

It's a strange affair
That I'm involved
Just one of those things
That will resolve

I really feel snuffly
I got a cold in my nose
It's really quite flakey
On the powder white snows

Chorus Lines on the mirror.....


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Living In Suburbia
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

Get up every morning
Go to work each day
Every two weeks I get my pay
Go to the bank without delay
That's what its like everyday

Living in suburbia is O.K.
Friends on the farm roll in the hay
Plant their crops early in May
And prey for good weather every day


I got the weekends off
That's when I play
Take the wife and kids
To the matinee
During the year I save my pay
When summer comes
Go on a holiday

Chorus

Got payments to make
On my Chevrolet
Looks like I'm here
To stay
People of position got
Signs to obey
In the name of Jesus
Show me the way

Chorus


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Really Unreal
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
Thin presence, limited action
Black velvet paintings, fried chicken wings
In the gallery
Aluminium siding, plastic surgery
Platinum teeth, superbly cooked meat
On the hibachi

Really, really,really
Really unreal man
Really, really,really
Really unreal man


Thick action, everybody's smiling
Puffing cigarettes, petting family pets
On the patio
Sun tanning, barbecuing
Government inspected, computer tested
Tender beef

Chorus

Clear visions, cloudless skies
Hot summer days, Ultra violet rays
In the afternoon
Soft sunset, fluffy clouds
Red velvet skys, banana cream pies
Feathers flutter fly

Chorus

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Blue Eyes Blonde Hair
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
Your bedroom is painted blue
That's the colour of your eyes
You got remote control
Satellite television
Oscar de le renta perfume
Won't you be my baby soon

Blue eyes blonde hair
Blue eyes blonde hair

Smoke fills up the room
Fields of flowers soon


You read Archie comic books
You got John Casablanca looks
Incognito burrito taste
The Crest minus cavities race
Hair spray air at night
Razor laser delight

Chorus
You melt me with your smile
Can I see you for awhile
We'll have mauve passion under the moon
Negligee action at noon
Far from the frozen street
Will you bite me with your teeth

Chorus

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Last Call For Alcohol
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

They're stacking up the chairs
They're vacuuming the stairs
Wiping the tables
Flicking the lights
I'm talking to my chair
Subconsciously aware
Stained nicotine teeth
Fluff on my collar

Last call for alcohol
If I knew any better I wouldn't be here at all
If I knew any worse
I wouldn't fall so low
I would know


Too many cigarettes
Black barbecue briquettes
Alberta prime beef
A renewable resource
Disconnect the jukebox
Roll away all the rocks
Onto the street
There's no place to go

Chorus

To early to go home
Especially if you're alone
There's lots of people here
Hope you can meet one
I'm slouching over my glass
Reminiscing the past
My french-fries are cold
There's sparkles on the ceiling

Chorus


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Limousine Windows
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

Limousine windows
I'm dressed up in black
Your lips are so ruby
My hair is so flat
My metal is scrap
Tears are so salty
Your lipstick is smeared
Rouge is so shadowy
My cheeks are so teared
My God is so feared

Limousine windows
I'm dressed up in
Black and white
Black and white
Black and white


Limousine windows
Links in my cuffs
There's starch in my collar
I got a dog that ruffs
I got a face that scuffs
Red velvet curtains
Monumental stones
Cause of death is
Unquestionably unknown
Boxed bones alone

Chorus

Limousine windows
Candlelight flames
Bouquets of flowers
Forgotten names
Crumbling remains

Chorus

Rock of ages
Grenadine drapes
Unfolding in folds
Deep purple grapes
Angel food cakes


Chorus


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Acid Rain
(Larry Sieniuc)
 

It soaks you to the bone
You got a shredded eaves trough
Doesn't matter if you stay home
Cause you just can't shake it off
The wings of your plane

Acid Rain
Acid Rain
Running down your drain
Sparkling champagne
Acid Rain
Acid Rain
You'll never be the same

It turns blue litmus paper red
You got sulphur dioxide in your hair
Rubber boots and an umbrella
At the top of your stairs
Chemicals in your brain

Chorus

It melts down your living room
You got wall to wall shag
PH depression
And a dirty dish rag
An ash faulted lane

Chorus


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Son of a Military Man
(Larry Sieniuc)
 
Son of a military man
I was born the son of a military man


My father fought for freedom
For democracy
So that I could have a better life
So that I could be free
He gave me things I wanted
Things he couldn't have
And sent me marching
Down a golden path
Chorus

He'd talk about the army
From time to time
But I was too young to listen
I didn't have the time
He knew what he was talking about
He knew some truth
I was down at the Hilton
Drinking Vermouth

Chorus

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Mirabeau Bridge
(Sam Larkin)
 
I went down to see the morning
Where the shutters all were all drawn
And the sidewalks tables empty
And the laughing voices gone
And from some upstairs window
In the cool and the grey of dawn
Came the faded sound of somebody
Who played my song

I had a dream and I gave it a name
The name that I gave it was your name
I had a dream and I gave it a name
The name that I gave it was your name


I was fighting phantom windmills
Made of nothing left to do
Except live among the shadows
Of the days I made it through
With lies and false pretences
That tomorrow would be new
And it was cause just like a dream
I discovered you

Chorus

Now the Mirabeau bridge is crowded
With the ones who love the night
And the river laughing endlessly
Like the wild café life
Full of words from every language
Across the candle light
As it shines like the love in the eyes
That I see tonight

Chorus


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