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ANTARCTICA

Invisible Man

Dad ain’t been the same since Viet Nam
And mom is back in prison again
Bank took away our car and house
And I’m starting to have some serious doubts

No one seems to know that I exist
Don’t even think that I’d be missed
I’m just doing the best I can
But I am just an Invisible Man

I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
Everywhere there’s trouble
Lots of people struggle 
But that ain’t nothing new

Well, I am just a number
I am just a number
We are all just numbers in the end

Mom should be getting out real soon
Dad’s still whistling at the moon
Government says it’ll all be fine
I’m at the end of my rope and I’m running out of time

I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
Everywhere there’s trouble
Lots of people struggle
But that ain’t nothing new

Maybe I should pack up
And move some other place 
It’s not like I’d be recognized
No one knows me anyway

Cause I am just a number
I am just a number
We are all just numbers in the end

 

Haunted House

There’s no such thing as coincidence
There’s always a reason but it’s not easy to find 
This place doesn’t need a barb wire fence
The hardest prison to escape is in your mind

I’m always waiting here for you
I’m always hanging round
I’m always waiting here you
Feeling upside down

When are you coming back tonight
Somethings wrong just doesn’t feel right
The lights keep flashing crazy signals
Morris Code, can’t decipher the riddle

Not everything is what it seems
There’s something seductive when you scream
I’ve been trapped here way too long
I’ve lost all track of time since you’ve been gone

I’m always waiting here for you
I’m always hanging round
I’m always waiting here you
Feeling upside down

When are you coming home tonight
Somethings wrong just doesn’t feel right
The lights keep flashing crazy signals
Morris Code, can’t decipher the riddle

Not everything is what it seems
There’s something seductive when you scream
I’ve been trapped here, way too long
And lost all track of time 

Shoot out the lights, unlock the door
Just want to be like we were before
I’m tired of always being this way

When are you coming back for me
I need for you to set me free
From living in this haunted house alone

When are you coming home tonight
Somethings wrong just doesn’t feel right
The lights keep flashing crazy signals
Morris Code, can’t decipher the riddle

Always happens around midnight
Gets real cold, next come those lights
Keeps me pacing round and round
And I keep waiting, but every time you shoot me down.

 

Antarctica

They restricted entry to Ellis Island when the Great War was done
So, we signed on with the Hektor Company in 1921

Set out from Argentina, headed for Whalers Bay
Sailed out through Drakes Passage on a cold October day
To the edge of the world, at the end of the road
Maps said there be dragons, but never mentioned the ghosts

Heading to Antarctica
There weren’t a lot of choices
Chasing oil instead of gold
Don’t listen to the voices
They’ll kill us all 

Here on Deception Island the wind cuts through your bones
Giant skeletons left on the beach look like an ancient war zone
We spent each day rendering oil so that you won’t freeze
ghosts come out every night
drag you down to the bottom of the sea

Heading to Antarctica
There weren’t a lot of choices
Chasing oil instead of gold
Don’t listen to those voices 

Don’t know what they are saying
It’s some strange siren’s call
Heading to Antarctica got to face those ghosts
And pray they don’t kill us all 

In this land not much survives
2 million killed or maybe more
Shipped 100,000 barrels of oil
Just to light your home and stores

But all of this came at a cost
Whalers said they all had souls
There’s nothing left on Deception Island
Except the crying of the ghosts

Way hay up she rises
Whoa oh there she blows
Way hay up she rises
Whoa oh hear the ghosts
Way hay up she rises
Whoa oh hear the ghosts
Whoa oh hear the ghosts

 

Blackout Jack 

He’s constantly late
He’s half in the bag
His stuff’s the best
Just take one drag

The other dope peddlers have all been pinched
He might be a rat but he never flinched
He could be a patsy, palooka, or a bum
Blackout Jack is how we make our income

He’s up to something
Can’t put my finger on it
But no one dare argue
Cause he sure has good shit

Hit…Hit…Hit

You’ll all lose control
Every time I strike a bowl
There’s no coming back
When you try some Blackout Jack

You’ve heard of the Opium Curse
Well, this stuff is so much worse
You’ll be out of whack
Once you smoke some Blackout Jack

Hit…Hit…Hit

Don’t believe you’re innocent
But who the hell is these days
I can see a hijack coming
Million miles away

I know the streets like the back of my hand
Seen every type of con and scam
Laugh at the cops who think I’ll crack
And give up my source for Blackout Jack

Been around a long, long, time
Been involved in every kind of crime
Learned long ago to cover my tracks
And pay some friends to watch my back

Undercover heroes better beware
I still have some something left to share
If you’re thinking of a surprise attack
You better mellow out with some Blackout Jack

Hit…Hit…Hit

Hit…Hit…Hit

 

Looking For a Place 

Need a place for me to go
Some place that I can just lay low
A little spot out of the way
Where I can spend a couple of days

Ain’t running from the law 
Ain’t running from my wife
Just need a place to go
And think about my life

These last few years been hard on me
Don’t really need your sympathy
Must be the bottom of the well
or someplace else I just can’t tell

I’ll know it when I get there
It’s been a long hard ride
Ain’t expecting some Oasis
Just need a place to hide

After so much time together start to drift away
Forget about the good times and the memories that we made
Feeling all alone now I want to disappear
Collecting all my thoughts and dreams and getting out of here

Don’t believe things are too tough
Don’t know how you’ve had enough
We keep trying to pretend
Thought it over and want to try again

Keep trying to get away
Looking for some help
I never realized
I’m just running from myself

After so much time together start to drift away
Forget about the good times and the memories that we made
Feeling all alone now I want to disappear
Collecting all my thoughts and dreams and getting out of here

After so much time together start to drift away
Forget about the good times and the memories that we made
Feeling all alone now I want to disappear
Collecting all my thoughts and dreams and getting out of here

 

We Were Immortal

There’s more to the story than anyone knows
There’s more than Heaven and Hell
There’s a deep abyss
Where all his monsters exist
God thought he locked us away
Until his “Judgement Day”

There was a time when we were Immortal
And we guarded the “Cosmic Key”
Then angels, angels everywhere had a civil war
And we decided it was time for us to leave

We never made it far
The music gave us away
We didn’t have the fuel
To keep the stars in tune
And give us the bargaining chips
For a seat at the end of days

There was a time when we were Immortal
And we guarded the “Cosmic Key”
We were rounded up and banished to this “Darker Realm”
Where we found a way to make Heaven and Hell both bleed

Souls are the key
Its just who gets them first
No one realizes til it’s too late
We can offer another eternal fate

There’s more to the story than anyone knows
There’s more than Heaven and Hell
There’s a deep abyss
Where all his monsters exist
God thought he locked us away
Until his “Judgement Day”

There was a time when we were Immortal
And we guarded the “Cosmic Key”
Then angels, angels everywhere had a Civil War
And we decided it was time for us to leave

There was a time when we were Immortal
There was a time when we were Immortal

 

Going Down in Flames

I was born with a thunder crack
Rocked my world and I rocked it back
I stood up and I started to laugh 
Man this is going to be fun

Always chasing that adrenaline rush
Jumping out of airplanes just to test my luck
Standing in the freeway dodging cars and trucks
You might think I’m crazy and dumb

You got way too much to learn
There’s a lot more that I got to do, before I crash and burn
When I go down, I’m going down in flames
Don’t know about the rest of you 
But for me it’s just fun and games

Got hit by a lightning strike
Shook my world with all its might
Keep on chasing it every night
Cause it makes me feel so much better
People lie and they forget
My excuse has been that hole in my head
Must be why I don’t fear death
Keep taking chances and never feel the pressure. ha, ha right

Crank it up

Crank it up its gonna get real loud
If you can’t handle it better leave right now
When I go down, I’m going down in flames
Don’t know about the rest of you
But to me it’s fun and games

When I go down, I’m going down in flames
When I go down, I’m going down in flames
When I go down, I’m going down in flames

 

Losing You

Wake up on the road
See the highway fading as
The sun sets in these tired eyes
As I drive away now

But I can’t change
I’ve gone too far to quit
Been playing in these small-town bars
Trying to become legit

And I really don’t know
What I was trying to prove
Cause all this time away from home
I was just losing you

This road never seems to end
And I can’t wait to see you once again
And these small towns they all look the same
But they’re no longer a good distraction
Cause you’re stuck inside my brain

But I can’t change
I’ve gone too far to quit
Been playing in these small-town bars
Trying to become legit

And I really don’t know
What I was trying to prove
Cause all this time away from home
I was just losing you

You say it’s just an excuse to run away
I think we’re running out of time
There’s no way I’d ever lose you now
Cause you were never really mine

But I can’t change
I’ve gone too far to quit
Been playing in these small-town bars
Trying to become legit

And I really don’t know
What I was trying to prove
Cause all this time away from home
I was just losing you

Atom Glow

The sun never comes up anymore
It hides behind all that’s left of New York City
All the light is from the Atom Glow that hovers all around
Like a Halo ain’t it pretty

Survivors stalk the subway fallout shelter
That’s where I found you
Your eyes were glowing like that yellow sun
That died when the angels fell from the sky

Lobotomized zombies wandered the streets
Looking for a meaningful purpose
Fission is in fashion for the fascists with a visionary minds
Of a better tomorrow

But when I look at you with that Atom Glow
Well, I melt down darling
This half-life’s better
Then the one we left
When the city was still alive

Here we go
Atomic snow
Melting all around
There's ashes on the ground

And in the air angels falling
Leaving only halo’s glowing in the dark
Seems we all got those quotas to fill

Did you say it’s all right
Did you let ‘em inside
Did you think you’d do it in an instant
Do you think that you’ve changed
Has it all rearranged
Did you finally offer up resistance
Did your shots hit their mark
Did you make them all drop
Did you find your purpose in that flare up
Did you make them all freeze
Catch that fatal disease
Well let’s blow ‘em up all again

 

The Creature from the Blues Saloon

She walked into my bar
All heads turned around
As Bogart said “Of all these Gin Joints”, babe
Where I didn’t want to be found

All I wanted, was to drink myself happy
Go home and watch Looney Toons
But it all changed the day I met
The Creature from the Blues Saloon

I gave up counting shots at twelve
She matched me drink for drink
Can’t remember what happened after that
It hurts my head to think

Just bury me now behind the landfill
I won’t be getting out real soon
My life fell apart the day I met 
The Creature from the Blues Saloon

The judge told me to stand
He said there’d be no bail
There’s no witnesses or evidence
Yet they’re sending me to jail

They convicted me of Murder One
The sentencing s at noon
Now I’m waiting here on Death Row
Thinking ‘bout the time I met
The Creature from the Blues Saloon

 

Yorick

 

The Watcher

A couple thousand years ago
I came down here to carve the Nazca lines
They said they’re coming back for me
planned to get me home by supper time           

Day after day I keep waiting for you
Searching the skies and checking the news
Gone into mourning so I’m dressing in black
Wondering if you’re ever coming back   

I’ve been traveling everywhere
Stonehenge to Tiananmen square
Took advantage of every photo-op under the sun

Been to every alien crash site
Hollow Earth theory doesn’t seem right
But I think they’re hiding something at Area 51

Watched you build the Pyramids
Saw the Roman Empire fall               
Sent Rocket ships up to the moon
Man, I seen it all
Still, I wonder why
I was left behind

I used to travel all across the Universe
I’ve seen lots of planets born and die
Better fasten your seat belts
It’s going to be a bumpy ride when the ice caps melt
Getting out of here, never been more clear

I keep staring at the sky
Those signs aren’t hard to recognize
Don’t know how they could ever make a wrong turn

This was always the final frontier
Still no reason to have left me here
But watching it all go to hell just ain’t my concern

Day after day I keep waiting for you
Searching the skies and checking the news
Gone into mourning so I’m dressing in black
Wondering if you’re ever coming back   

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Wild One 

You always liked stealing cars 
Racing down Main Street past those late-night bars 
Waiving your middle finger at the cops 

You could always hot-wire anything 
Didn’t know what new adventure each night would bring 
Crank up the radio, head on down to the chop shop  

They’re sending out an APB 
The cops are after you and me 
It’s just a game of catch us if you can 

Said you always were the Wild One 
Chasing that adrenaline rush 
I Guess you’re born that way 

Said you never were a shy one 
Stay at home stay at night 
Was not in your DNA 

Your favorite film was “Rebel Without a Cause” 
Living on the edge ignoring all the laws 
Leaving everybody else back in your Dust 

You always sang along to “Thunder Road”
Said everyone buckle up and better grab hold 
Cause pretty soon it’s the “Daytona 500” or bust 

They’re sending out an APB 
The cops are after you and me 
It’s just a game of catch us if you can 

Said you always were the Wild One 
Chasing that adrenaline rush 
I Guess you’re born that way

Said you never were a shy one 
Stay at home stay at night type 
Was not in your DNA 

But you never got real far before that head on crash 
The drunk behind the wheel walked away without a scratch 
I had a great alibi but nobody even bothered to asked 

Cause they never wanted anyone but you 
They closed your case they never really had a clue 

Say you always were the Wild One 
Just another hit and run 
You always got away 

Say you never, never were a shy one 
We always had some fun every night 
And the Cops never caught us anyway 

 Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Yorick

I’m coming down
From the steeple ‘til I hit the ground
Cause I’m the guillotined Jester’s head

Jugglers, jokers, puppet shows 
All in the Market Square
Jester grins, stares at the sky
Storm clouds are everywhere

Everybody heads inside
The banquet will start soon
The tower’s left unguarded
Clouds block the light from the crimson moon

Won’t you let your hair down like Rapunzel did
Won’t you spin your straw into gold for me
Is there a silver lining in those clouds up above
I’m climbing up to rescue you and set you free

Duels and Fools and Fire Breathers
The festival’s a blaze
The King and Queen are mesmerized
By the poet’s Shakespeare plays 

No one see’s as I scale the tower 
Drawn by her Sirens call
Don’t know if I’ll make it
Or if I’ll slip and fall

Won’t you let your hair down like Rapunzel did
Won’t you spin your straw into gold for me
Is there a silver lining in those clouds up above
Cause I’m climbing up to rescue you and set you free

But it’s taking too much time
Something doesn’t feel right
You’re not who you’ve been pretending to be

And this room’s not full of gold
For a princess you look real old
Who’s this Stiltskin
I don’t know what you were told

My name is Yorick I’m the royal fool
Never been one to follow the rules
Everything’s so obvious when you know all the answers
You’ve got nothing to gain here, cause I’m not who you’re after

Just let your hair down like Rapunzel did
And I’ll spin your straw into the gold of your dreams
Cause there’s a silver lining in those clouds up above
And nothing here is what it seems to be

You’re not the princess and I’m not your savior
I thought this would be easy, you’re not who I came for
Let’s make deal, we can break this spell together
I’ll spin that straw to gold and we can both leave with the treasure

I’m coming down
From the steeple ‘til I hit the ground
Cause I’m the guillotined Jester’s head

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

You’re Next 

Europe has ascended
Leaving America to defend it
Don’t want to burst that eco bubble
But Democracy is in bigger trouble

There are no winners just survivors
Governments are bigger liars
So, we feed the world our cigarettes
And everyone quickly forgets
Who’ll save your asses this time
Cause

Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh 
Eventually you’re next 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s going to save you this time
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh 
Eventually you’re next

Europeans are quick to complain
About too much acid rain
It all about “for who the bells toll”
And believing everything you’re told

Stand for nothing fall for anything
The war on terror needs to be fairer
Cry the politicians with their dicks in their hands
But they’re the first to run when the bombs hit the sand

Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s going to save you this time 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s going to rise up and save you
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s going to save you this time 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next
Whoa Oh Oh Oh

Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s going to save you this time 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s going to rise up and save you
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next
Whoa Oh Oh Oh
Who’s gonna who’s gonna save you 
Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Eventually You’re Next
Whoa Oh Oh Oh

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Where do I belong 

Sometimes you just got to believe
When you’re down on your luck
Sleeping on the streets
I know it’s going to be all right

I got nowhere left to go 
Just hanging round 
And taking it slow
Got nothing in this world but time

I remember but my memory’s fading fast
Had a wallet chock full of cash                                                       
I use to live a different life now I’m digging through your trash

But it’s ok I’m tired of the non-stop
If things go my way I’ll be back on top again
Where do I belong

I got a place Its all my own
Nice blue tarp and a used cell phone
Just outside a liquor store

Now it’s “Hey man got anything to spare”
It’s hard to believe that life is fair
People just walk on by don’t even seem to care

But it’s ok I’m tired of the non-stop
If things go my way I’ll be back on top again
Where do I belong

Each night it’s always the same
Tell me again what’s my name
What side of the street do I live on           
Just tell me where do I belong

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Chameleon

I could be standing right beside you
You wouldn’t even know it’s me
On a crowded subway or an empty street
I’ll be keeping my eyes on you, even when you’re asleep

Well, they call me the Chameleon
I’m a master of disguise
They call me the Chameleon
I’m the best at what I do, if you need a private eye

Could be down on Wall Street in a suit or tie
Pan handling down on Skid Row pretending to get by
I’m watching everything you do, you won’t see me, but I’ll see you
You think you’re in the clear, you got away. But I’m right here, each and every day

Well, they call me the Chameleon
I’m a master of disguise
They call me the Chameleon
I’m the best at what I do, if you need a private eye

Well, I’m not a Bounty Hunter
I’m not a hired gun
They’ll someone else after you
If you decide to run

I’m a master of disguise
I can see right through your lies
I’ll know everything about your private life
Even if you’re sleeping with a Chinese Spy

Well, they call me the Chameleon
I’m a master of disguise
I’ll blend right into the background
I can change who I am, in the blink of an eye

Well, they call me the Chameleon
I’m a master of disguise
They call me the Chameleon
I’m the best damn private eye

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Top of the Rainbow

Well, I didn’t mind when you said you were going out tonight
Cause I thought you’d always be around
And all of the time that you said you were hanging out with your friends
I never thought you’d let me down

Believe it or not I was on top of the Rainbow
Can’t you see, didn’t you see, it was me
And all of the times you said baby please
And the times I said maybe, seems we never could agree

Well, I never understood when you said you were leaving
Cause I thought, you’d always be around
And after you left, I had a hard time accepting that you’d gone
I wondered if I let you down

Believe it or not I was on top of the Rainbow
Can’t you see, didn’t you see it was me
And all of the times you said baby please
And the times I said maybe, seems we never could agree

And I believe when you told me win or lose
Be together ‘til the end now who’s the fool
Now some time has erased all those tears
But the memories burn inside
And they bring back all those fears

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

A.L.T.O.W.D. 

His name was too hard for me to say
So, I just called him Ozzie
He said he use fight the Soviets
With the Mujahideen
And he’s got a little business interest not too far away

And that was the beginning of
Another Long Typical Ordinary Working Day

And he said Oh can’t you see what’s going on round here
It’s just the way we know how to survive
Got a little favor to ask, got some product to move fast
And I was wondering if you could help me out

Well, I need to check in with my boss
I think that we could help your cause
But there’s just a little something
I’m going to need you to ok

And that was the beginning of
Another Long Typical Ordinary Working Day

Well, I think we can make it work
If you know what I mean
But you’ll have to drop the Russians 
And work directly with me

There’s a lot more we can do for you
Back in the USA
But I’m going to need your decision son
By the end of the day

Don’t get me wrong, I know exactly what you need
You’re lucky you ran into me and not someone else 
You’ll be much better paid, working with the C.I.A.
Then trying to move this stuff all by yourself

These Poppy Fields go on forever
This land of Oz is so vast
Your Kandahar Cowboy operations
Will soon be thing of the past

Cause you’re signing on with the big league’s son
We’ll turn your fields of dreams to cash   
And “Another Long Typical Ordinary Working Day” 
Was finally over at last

Whoa Oh Oh..Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh.. Whoa Oh Oh

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Malleus Maleficarum 

The Witches Hammer’s coming down
Drums call out across every city and small town
God damn the Russians are at it again
Never thought that in the end they’d ever be our friends   

Grab what you can
Head on out cause the cities on fire   
Tanks are rolling in
Ain’t sticking around to greet some new Messiah       

Can’t hunt us
Make us all go away
Cast us out
Burn us at the stake

That Witches Hammer will come back to get you someday

Well, the whole world just exploded in front of our eyes
It all went up in flames forever changed our lives
Don’t see white smoke coming from the Vatican today 
And I don’t know who’s been getting all that money coming from the USA 

Grab what you can
Head on out cause the cities on fire   
Tanks keep rolling in 
Ain’t sticking around to greet some new Messiah 

Can’t hunt us,
Make us all go away
Cast us out
Burn us at the stake

That Witches Hammer will come back to get you someday

Everyone is in harm’s way
They’ve gone scorched earth to drive us out
Bombed and burned
So we won’t turn around

Grab what you can
Head on out cause the cities on fire   
Tanks keep rolling in
Not sticking around to greet some new Messiah   

Can’t hunt us
Make us all go away
Cast us out
Burn us at the stake

No one left to welcome you here today   
And that Witches Hammer will come down on you someday

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

Am I MIA 

I think I’m going crazy
I’m tired of feeling bored
These days all lead to nowhere
These nights there’s no big score

I’m moving to Miami Beach
Become a mercenary
Take recons to Bogota
Cause I’m tired of that ordinary

Life - don’t let it drag you upside down
Get right side up
And life – break out of this cocoon
And if I don’t come back
Mail my paycheck to the moon

Chase me ‘round the moon
Am I MIA or am I in Miami
Chase me ‘round the moon
Am I MIA or am I in Miami

As long as I get paid.
I’ll fight for any cause.
I’ll shoot up the DEA.
As if they were the Viet Cong

They all say: “Ain’t this living.”
“Ain’t that what life’s all about”
I think I’m going crazy.
I’m tired of being bored and worn out.

And life - don’t let it drag you upside down
Get right side up
And life - don’t let it end too soon.
And if I don’t come back 
Mail my paycheck to the moon

Chase me ‘round the moon
Am I MIA or am I in Miami
Chase me ‘round the moon
Am I MIA or am I in Miami

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2025

 

California Christmas Tales

C'mon C'mon Rudolf

Fala-lala  Fala-lala Fala-lalala
Fala-lala  Fala-lala Fala-lalala

The reindeer called a meeting
Somewhere near the North Pole
Seems old Rudolf’s got a problem 
Drinking all day at the watering hole

He’s in no condition to fly
no longer what we need
We got to tell the big guy
We need someone else to lead

C’mon C’mon Rudolf
Its time you step aside
Age catches up with all of us
We need a younger buck to guide

C’mon C’mon Rudolf
You had your time up front
Step back and give someone else a chance
You no longer number one

It’s that time of year again
A big storm is moving in today
Dasher, Prancer, Donner, Vixen
Which ones going to light the way

You’re all a lot of talk
Picked the wrong time to stage a coup 
So, fix him up, get him straight,
We need his red light to pull us through

C’mon C’mon Rudolf
Dig down deep inside
I know you got it in you
For one last final ride

C’mon C’mon Rudolf
It’s time that we were gone
guide us through one more snowy night You need to turn your red light on
guide us through one more snowy night
You need to turn your red light on

Fala-lala  Lala-lala Fala-lalala
You got to turn on that Red Light 
Fala-lala  Lala-lala Fala-lalala
You got to turn on that Red Light 
Fala-lala  Lala-lala Fala-lalala
Oh, you got to turn on that Red Light  

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2023

Santa’s Got a Brand New Bag

Santa has got a brand new bag 
Santa has got a brand new bag 
All the little girls and all the boys 
Waiting by the tree for Christmas toys 
Santa what’s in that bag? 
Santa what’s in that bag? 

All over the world way up in the sky 
Its that time of year that reindeer can fly 
See that red light through the snow 
It’s not a UFO 
You know exactly what it is 
When you hear that HoHoHo 

Santa has got a brand new bag 
Santa has got a brand new bag 
All the pretty moms and working dads 
He’s the one who knows who’s been good or bad 
Santa has got a brand new Bag 

Getting ready for the night ahead 
He fills his bag and loads it on his sled 
Santa Oh Santa 
C’mon Santa  

All over the world way up in the sky 
It’s that time of year that reindeer can fly 
Where did Mom and Santa go? 
Check under the mistletoe 
You’ll know exactly where they are 
When you hear that HoHoHo 
                
Santa has got a brand new bag
Santa has got a brand new bag 

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2023

Christmas Time In Hollywood 

Holiday music in the air it looks real cold outside 
Carolers singing songs all through the night 
The TV camera’s zoom in close 
As we watch the snow fall down 
But none of this is real in Tinsel Town 

Sleigh bells ring but no one hears a sound 
They’re too busy in the fast lane and no way to slow down 
Everyone sings along 
To their favorite Christmas song 
And that groaning just goes on and on and on 

It’s Christmas time in Hollywood 
Movie stars like to tell us what to do 
What presents to buy and how to act, but I don’t care about any of that 
As long as my Christmas is with you 

And my brain keeps spinning and I can’t help thinking about it’s a Wonderful Life 
But no Angels going to tell me what to do 
Well, I keep trying and I ain’t buying, but it keeps me up all night 
Wondering what they’re sending down the chimney this year after me and you 

Its Christmas time in Hollywood 
They’re coming right into your living room 
Everyone’s singing jingle bells, but I still not buying what they’re selling 
Cause all I want for Christmas is, all I need for Christmas is, 
I just want my Christmas to be with you. 

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2023

I Ain't Ever Growing Up - Volume I 

Ontario Nights 

Standing by the shoreline
Skimming stones across the water
Well Ontario rises cross my path and her winds describe her secrets to us 

The bonfires burning distant in the night 
And they’re right inside your eyes And I’m melting in this winter madness
But the howling wind keeps interrupting the moment 

And your down on your knee’s 
And you’re clinging to the ropes
The wind is blowing harder
You burst in to flames as the fires rise into the night 
And Ontario keeps taking us higher 

The last bit of smoke that we rolled into the night with 
Has yet to finally go down and out 
While Cayuga girls sitting by patiently waiting 
For the storm on the beach to die down 

Oh yeah taking those shots and finally losing count 
Cause we’re staying out all night 
‘Til the morning sun finally comes around 

And your down on your knee’s 
And you’re clinging to the ropes 
The wind is blowing harder 
You burst in to flames as the fires rise into the night 
And Ontario keeps taking us higher 

And when the sun comes up I don’t want to go home 
Just want to hang round here and skim stones with you all day 

You say it’s too cold 
You say its too cold 
You say it’s too fucking cold 
Well, I’m burning up

Written by Tom Ciurczak , Copyright 2021

All Night Long 

Music’s playing loud and fast 
She was standing in the corner
waiting for someone to ask her to dance 
Well tonight is way too young 
and I know it’s just begun 
But I could dance with you all night long 

Hearts are pumping to that rock and roll beat 
Everybody’s on the dance floor’s moving their feet 
If you look real close, you’ll see my soul’s desire
You’ll have to cool me down ‘cause I’m on fire 
Well I’m burning up for you
I hope you feel the same way too 
Cause I can dance with you all night long 

Midnight hour comes and goes
Band plays a final song real slow 
And I’m holding you close 
Cause tonight might be all we have 
I got to know
If this song and dance will be the last 

Let’s party tonight
Got nothing tomorrow 
We can crank up some music on my radio 
Cause you know that I’m right
And we ain’t done with the night 
And I can go
No need to take it slow 
I could dance with you all night long

Written By Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2021

Kilimanjaro Skies 

I was meeting with some Big Game Hunters
At the “Sportsman Café” 
It was another beautiful Tanzania day 
I need to hire some local guy 
I’m heading up that mountain side
Somewhere past the snowline 
Way up high in those Kilimanjaro Skies 

I ain’t looking for no “Lost City of Gold” 
Blood Diamonds that were fought for and sold 
I’m after a different prize 
I heard those stories from the "Chagga" tribe 
I’m looking for that place where elephants go to die 
In those Kilimanjaro skies. 

Kilimanjaro, Kilimanjaro, Kilimanjaro
Way up high 
Somewhere lost in those Kilimanjaro skies 

We’re Raiders of the places lost in history
Ancient tales of graveyards full of ivory
But legends often come along with a curse
But its hard to walk away 
Its hard to walk away 
Its hard to walk away 
Cause in the end it’ll all be worth it 

And they call me Bula Matari, Bula Matari,
Bula Matari, Bula Matari 

We’re going way up high
Legends says that most of you’ll go blind 
I like the odds it’s worth the risk 
Think of all the money you’ll get 
Somewhere in those Kilimanjaro skies.

Written by Tom Ciurczak, Copyright 2022

I Ain't Ever Growing Up - Volume II

Singles Lyrics

Call Me Ishmael 

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