The Dreamer

by Mister Speed

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released February 1, 2007

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Mister Benjamin Speed Los Angeles, California

Mr Benjamin Speed’s dreams are a major influence on him. He uses them to gather and refine ideas for music, as well as his life. Ultimately he wants to give more love than he receives and aims to transcend space and time through the power of ludicrous thought. He is also addicted to social network buffoonery, liquorice, watermelons and anything with ginger in it. ... more

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Track Name: Art Is...
Art is fun and also is serious
Art is sane and it’s also delirious
Art is experimental and a little bit commercial
Art is forward thinking and also the reversal

Art is cool and art is hot
Art is boring and even better when its not
Art is invention and it follows the trends
Art is rigid but it breaks and it bends

Art is movies art is video games
If life is the fire then art is the flames
Art is money even when you go broke
Art is genuine but it’s also a joke

Art is the pen as well as the paint
Art’s even more striking if it’s a little bit faint
Art is technology but its roots are historical
Art is mechanical and art is biological

Art is the sight and art is the sound
Art is superficial as well as profound
Art is the ceiling but it’s also the floor
Art is a little and a little bit more

Art is product art is production
Art can destruct because art is destruction
Art is the living but lies with the dead
Art is all around because it’s all in your head

Art is collectible and all too disposable
I agree with the art when the art is opposable
Art is a risk art is a gamble
Art is time consuming art is a handful

All art is new and all art’s been done
Art is in everybody because art is in no one
Art is obscurity and art is fame
I’ll walk that line because art is a game
Track Name: Miss Bitty
Now I’ll tell you a story that’s seldom told
The one about the woman with the heart of gold
Now her last man, was dead in the head
He went with other girls and then slept in her bed

And as a gentleman this was just too much
She was sharp with her wit and soft to the touch
I said to myself with a hint of relief
I’ll treat her right and I’ll give her no grief

She had two kittens, they were ginger and black
They peed on my bed and I gave her no flack
She had the largest eyes I ever did see
Like she was on drugs but the drugs was me

I sailed to the sun and rode out east
The only thing in my mind was to tame that beast
I rolled into there with brazen thunder
I looked in her eye and said give me your number

It was one of those days I guess
She was taken aback and overcome with happiness
I called in a day and asked for her hand
All of my moves were just going as planned

We went out eat and we ended up kissing
How could I know it was her I was missing?
We went steady it was simply absurd
She made up crazy words I’d never even heard

Now I make her laugh till she starts to cry’s
I’m guilty as sin I get that look in my eye
When I pin her down I just can’t resist
To tickle her belly as I hold down her wrist

Now when I think about her I let out a tear
Cause I’ve really only known her for one short year
She’s got the best look and she’s too darn cool
With a name like hers she got paid out in high school

But its one of those ones that turns out in the end
She cut her finger but it will soon mend
I make up characters that freak her out
When she looks in the mirror she gives a sexy pout

She gets scared when I say she looks real pretty
Because I back it up by saying I want some of her bitty
A room full of clothes, her car Colin is a mess
She wears a badge that says I’m a champion of chess

She stands on tippee toes and tells the best lies
She used to look away when I looked in her eyes
As I tickle her pits and her heroin patch
I think to myself damn she’s such a great catch

And every time I think of the Lady Horne
I laugh at her zealous fixation for porn
The youngest of three by a good few years
She’s a lot like a guy but still lets out her tears

We talk in accents like Irish and French
I sneak gas in bed and hope there’s no stench
I revel in her wit, in her beauty I bask
I chase her round the house with a scary bunny mask

Her dad pampers her, she wears his crown
I make her laugh because I hate to see her frown
She tends to my looks and she plucks my brow
When she acts like a cat she says meow

She hates mushrooms and being woken up
She hates the sound of hot water in a cup
I love her cold feet when I’m tucked into bed
I’ll read her every Tintin as I kiss her on her head

All this time now since she’s come along
There’s a sparkle in my eye when I’m singing her song
And I’ll keep smiling because when the world ends
And at the end of the day we’re the bestest of friends
Track Name: World Song
Alaska Afghanistan Antarctica Athens
Argentina Amsterdam Australia Albania
Brazil Belgium Bangladesh and Beijing
Bermuda Bolivia Barcelona Bali

Canada Cameroon Chile and China
Congo Cairo Costa Rica Chicago
Denmark Darwin Delhi Dublin
Detroit Dominica Denver and Deutschland

El Salvador El Paso El Dorado Estonia
Ethiopia Eire Edinburgh and Egypt
Finland Franklin Fukushima Fiji
Florence Fargo The Falklands and France

Guatemala Ghana Guinea and Greece
Gambia Greenwich Geneva Greenland
Hong Kong Haiti Hungary Honduras
Hanover Helsinki Havana and The Hamptons

Ireland Israel Iran and Iraq
Indonesia Iceland Italy and India
Jamaica Jonestown Jordan and Jersey
Jackson Jefferson Jakarta and Japan

Kathmandu Kyoto Kiev Cambodia
South Korea North Korea Kansas and Kenya
London Lebanon Sri Lanka and Libya
Latvia Las Vegas Liverpool and Laos

Macedonia Monaco Manila Malta
Malaysia Mongolia Moscow and Madrid
Nepal Netherlands Norway Nigeria
New York New Orleans Nagoya Nairobi

Ontario Osaka Ottowa and Olso
Orlando Oakland Oregon Ohio
Panama Papua Paris and Prague
Pakistan Poland Portugal and Paraguay

Queenstown Queensland Kuwait Qatar
Quebec Quito Quantanamo and Ecuador
Russia Romania Reading and Rwanda
Roswell Rotterdam Rio and Rome

Sweden Sudan Singapore and Senegal
Somalia Shanghai and Saudi Arabia
Thailand Taiwan Tibet and Turkey
Tel Aviv Trinidad Timbuktu and Tonga

Uganda Uruguay Utah Ukraine
UN UAE UK USA
Vietnam Venezuela Vatican Vienna
Venice Valencia Victoria Weimar

Washington Woodstock Waikiki Wales
Warsaw Waterloo Wellington and Woop Woop
Essex Xian Xiamen and Oxford
Xiuyu Mexico Exeter and Texas

Yugoslav Yakima Youngstown Yemen
Yankton Yokohama Yarmouth York
Zahle Zimbabwe Zambia and Zaire
Uzbekistan Zagreb Zurich New Zealand
Track Name: Ready For Action
Verse 1

Ready for action, nip it in the bud
Roll out the carpet and bring in the new blood
Roll out the barrel and don’t be late
Turn on the radio and travel interstate

Ready for action, bring out the gong
If you’re on the phone talk all night long
Talk to a friend and then ride a bike
Like what you see and go on a hunger strike

Ready for action, the fog is getting clearer
I’ll see you all the other side of the mirror
If you’re getting cold then warm yourself up
Tell your fortune by the dregs in the coffee cup

Ready for action, a place and a time
You’ve got to pounce when you know you’re in your prime
Do what you do; I know it could be good
Real genius is capturing your childhood

Verse 2

Ready for action, tell me where to go
If I was asleep Mr Sandman said so
Give me the cues, enter stage right
Give me a wink I can do it all night

Ready for action, a bull at a gate
Planning the strike before it’s too late
Straight out of bed every day of the week
Kissing the mothers and babies on the cheek

Ready for action, one hand on the prize
I need satisfaction before I get wise
Owning the clothes, I cut my own hair
Playing the game of relationship solitaire

Ready for action, the camera and the lights
Foremost expert and champion of civil rights
Stay up late; don’t let a thing slip by
Keep your eyes on the road and let out a battle cry

Verse 3

Ready for action, foot on the gas
I’m not the guy you should try to harass
Fist in the air, smile on my face
Out of my way and give me some breathing space

Ready for action, looking real good
Just moved in now I’m part of the neighbourhood
Rip off my shirt, let out a roar
Stop if you think you’ve heard this one before

Ready for action, shaking all the hands
I do not care if no one understands
I can roll now I’ll show you how to rock
Fast as a gun and first off the starting block

Ready for action, deaf dumb and mute
Keep it clean and accept no substitute
Make up your mind, stop sitting on the fence
Ready for action and full of confidence
Track Name: Everybody Needs Somebody
Verse 1

Up in the clouds you never miss the little things
The silver lining is what the darkness brings
I’ll sing for you if you sing for me
I’ll ride my bike if you climb the tallest tree

I want to meet up with your mum and dad
Every day’s is a mixture of fun and sad
Today’s the day where I fly my kite
Hoist the flag cause everything will be alright

You look funny when you get out of bed
You need a shoulder or you cannot rest your head
Two tender arms and two big round eyes
I’m needing you it comes to me as a big surprise – hey!

Verse 2

I'm yet to learn everything that I want to know
I’ll run away to join the circus sideshow
Covered in pictures I don’t even really care
You’ve been around I haven’t been any ware

You make me panic I think that’s the greatest thing
If you were a bird I’d be right there under your wing
Don’t even talk I’ll break into a cold sweat
In any life you’re someone I won’t forget

You told me as far as you’re aware
You talk to people that aren’t even really there
Everyone works to struggle and strive
Today’s the day that I’m super glad to be alive – hey!

Chorus

Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody

Verse 3

I’ll wear my suit and I’ll comb my hair
All I can do is look over to you and stare
You drive me crazy that’s something I confess
You get away with all of your cheekiness

I need to escape I’ll swallow my pride
You pack your bags I’ll head for the countryside
We’ve got to get - right out of this place
When you leave I wipe this smile from my face

Too many people; no room to breath
My chest is getting tight; I think it is time to leave
I should replace my rhetoric with action
My life is really frustrated satisfaction – hey!


You make me go:
na na na na na na na na – hey!
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na na – hey!
na na na na

Chorus

Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody
Track Name: You Should Be Dancing
Verse 1

I was sitting in a discothèque cliché
When the girl of my dreams looked my way
My knees went weak my face went red
And as she walked to me
She was dancing, and romancing

It would be the very first time we would meet
She asked to dance all I had 2 left feet
I was soaked with sweat I could not move
And all that I could say was
I am sorry, I won’t be dancing

Chorus 1

What could I do? What could I say?
I had no skills, I could display
What could I do? What could I say?
I had no skills, I could display

I should be dancing, I should be dancing
Dancing, I should be dancing
Dancing, I should be dancing
I should take her hand and dance the night away (ole!)

Verse 2

I wanted that girl so I took a chance
If she’d ask again I had to learn to dance
So I went to school and learnt the trade
In order to be hers
I was taught to, keep on dancing

So I practiced night and day until I wept
I dreamt about dancing while I slept
My shoes wore out, my feet would bleed
I was pulling out my hair
Keep on dancing, keep on dancing

Chorus 2

What can I do, What can I say
What are the skills, I should display
What can I do, What can I say
What are the skills, I should display

I should be dancing, I should be dancing
Dancing, I should be dancing
Dancing, I should be dancing
I should take her hand and dance the night away (ole!)


Verse 3

I went back to the discothèque that night
I saw the girl she set my heart alight
I walked across and took her hand
I whispered in her ear
We should be dancing, and romancing

I looked into her eyes, the music played
A circle formed around our escapade
We took a twirl, and then a spin
I dipped her to the ground
She was smiling and I was smiling

Chorus 3

Because we were dancing, We were dancing
Dancing,We were dancing
Dancing,We were dancing
I took her hand and danced the night away
We danced the night away
Track Name: Don't Waste My Time
Chorus

I’m not going to waste my time or yours
Get up, stand up or get down on all fours
Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine
Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine

Verse 1

Go read a book
Go take a walk
Don’t listen to the same thing all over again
Get a Ritalin prescription
Get a real job
Visit your grandmother and then book a holiday
Watch public television
Watch yourself
If you talk too much sometimes it scares people
Do something important
Do today’s crossword
Listen to what’s outside your window everyday

Be your childhood dream
Be your worst nightmare
Do everything before it is tedious and bothersome.
Laugh until you throw up
Laugh with the weirdo’s
Don’t just sit there and think about what you could have done
Fall off a cliff
Fall hopelessly in love
Fret over the minute details of everything
Drink a big cup of tea
Drink yourself silly
And help your dad out once in a while

Chorus

I’m not going to waste my time or yours
Get up, stand up or get down on all fours
Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine
Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine

Verse 2

Wear something ridiculous
Wear shame in defeat
Treading on toes needs big shoes to fill
Copy the person next to you
Copyright material
Bang the drum 3 times and turn to the left
Listen up smart arse
Listen to Mozart
It makes you 10% smarter in an IQ test
Cut the cord on the trap
Cut out the junk food
Keep every piece of paper you write something witty on

Collect those bonus points
Collected from the airport
Take care of the things that will take care of you
Talk to people you don’t know
Talk only when spoken to
The grieving process is needed for survival
Clean your computer
Clean your filthy mouth
I like you better when you smile and tell jokes
Make me a banana cake
Make my day
And stop your stressing about none of the above

Chorus

I’m not going to waste my time or yours
Get up, stand up or get down on all fours
Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine
Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine

Verse 3

Turn up the treble
Turn down that racket
Walk through puddles and dark alleyways
Use the hand towel
Use all of your avenues
Stare at the person who might stare right back
Watch the old movies
Watch listen and learn
List your favourite songs and remember them by heart
Stay like a kid
Stay here tonight
Help me with my homework it was only due yesterday

Hear those frequencies?
Hear your name being called
Converge like a pack of vultures on a hot day
Feast after midnight
Feast on this sucker
Visit the country that you only ever read about
Never tell an in joke
Never feed an animal
Call your old partner and tell them what you think of them
Tape that film clip
Tape your own voice
Then play it back and make sure you be yourself

Chorus

I’m not going to waste my time or yours
Get up, stand up or get down on all fours
Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine
Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine
Track Name: Mister Speed Feat. Pasobionic - The Cities
Verse 1

There are buildings and skyscrapers, monuments and homes
Shop fronts with mannequins and geodesic domes
Imports, exports, interstate and overseas
Mergers and breakups and conglomerates of companies

Cars and buses and electronic trains
Supermarkets, superstores and supersonic planes
There are alleys, motorways and street lights with solar panels
Entertainment from televisions with 500 channels

Facsimiles and thoroughfares, sadness and stress
Freedom, frivolity, boundaries and business
Dedication of delinquents, desire and disease
Polluting population engineering the economies

This is shortened fiction for short attention spans
Moped motorcycles, business cards and minivans
The machine is the city and the city is the scene
But it’s hard to live in a city when you live inside the dream



Verse 2

There are Lawyers and Doctors and Mailmen and Bakers
Cleaners, Criminals, Cooks and Cabinet Makers
Officers, and Engineers, Managers, Conductors
Inspectors, Road workers and Fitness Instructors

Secretaries, Sports Stars, Scientists and Statisticians
Programmers, Citizens and Fundamental Politicians
Drivers, Sales People, Factory Workers and Farmers
Conmen, Doomsayers, Perverts and Snake Charmers

There are Teachers and Artists, File Clerks and Librarians
Teenagers, Toddlers, Parents, and Octogenarians
Bankers and Boxers, Bureaucrats and Bums
Their Fathers, their Mothers, their Daughters and their Sons

There’s Ramadan and Honaker, Christmas and Lent
Family, Company, Organisation and Government
With Marriages, Monogamy, Infidelity and Lust
Pregnancy and Privacy, Treachery and Trust

Breakdown

With tunnels, and sewers and subways underground
Front page of the newspapers ‘another baby has been found’
The machine is the city and the city is the scene
And it’s hard to live in a city when you live inside the dream

The drone of massive turbines, the biology of the brands
This is an organism and humanity understands
That the machine is the city and the city is the scene
And it’s hard to live in a city when you live inside the dream

Verse 3

There are brokers on the stock market and gamblers placing bets
Punters are in the public house smoking cigarettes
Police are busting criminals, criminals are doing crimes
The same thing happens over a thousand million times

There are hermits and hustlers and people are having sex
Couples out on dates watching movies at the cineplex
The beauty, the brilliance, the smiling face that beckoned
Citizens die daily and are born every single second

Filth is in the gutters and garbage is on the streets
Musicians and entertainers are packing in the seats
There are people and places, mysterious faces
6 billion different souls and a thousand different races

There’s happiness and laughter, frustration and sin
And these are just the tales of the cities we’re living in
No time to slow down, keep on getting faster
(This is a city truly on the brink of disaster)
Track Name: Come On!
Verse 1

Tonight we go to sleep, tonight we all dream
Tonight we’re going to party like its 3015
Take all your belief; believe it in yourself
Take all of your dreams from the top of the shelf

Everybody in the place raise your brain to the ceiling
Everybody on the ceiling let the feeling grow and grow
Hold on like a mother and surround with love
I’m holding onto hand with a mitten and a glove

You wear the pants, and I’ll wear the dress
You’ll pass failure and move on to success
All that we see, or all that we seem
Is but a dream within a dream in a dream in a dream

Don’t want reality? Then don’t wake up
I don’t want to back down or ever give up
Want a revolution? Let’s join teams
Want to go to sleep and party in our dreams?

Chorus

Bigger- Come on, Faster - Come on
Digger - Come on, Master - Come on
Mama - Come on, Papa - Come on
Sister - Come on, Brother - Come on

Baby - Come on, Brainy - Come on
Lover - Come on, Zany - Come on
Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on
Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on


Verse 2

If the phone doesn't ring then you’ll know it's me
Imagination is a weapon in the war against reality
Excite the crowd, let’s get loud!
Move and move up when we go up to the cloud

Strap on your goggles, strap on your heels
Strap yourself in, see how good this feels?
The only way to topple on the evil regimes
Is the only way to love and that’s love to extremes

Talent hits a target that no one else can hit
Talent hits a target on the outer space shit
Genius hits a target that no one else can see
Taken right back to the roots of technicality

Join me in a journey, Join me on a mission
Join me in a party, transcend superstition
We’re going to hear your shouts; we’re going to hear your screams
We’re the music makers, and dreamers of dreams


Chorus

Bigger- Come on, Faster - Come on
Digger - Come on, Master - Come on
Mama - Come on, Papa - Come on
Sister - Come on, Brother - Come on

Baby - Come on, Brainy - Come on
Lover - Come on, Zany - Come on
Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on
Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on

Verse 3

To the Rio, neo, metro, retro,
If you got to party, then just party from the get go
Let go, feel your brain expand
To your literal self – it will never understand

It’s a journey from birth; it’s a journey from death
It’s a journey in colours and a journey in breath
Bust out your room, burst out your cell
Bust it out to the clouds and ring it on your bell

This is a skill more important than knowledge
Cause this is a skill that you never learn in college
Let your mind go let’s get buck wild
And let your mind flow, let’s all get styled

To reach the impossible, you’ve got to go to sleep
So drink your warm milk and start counting sheep
Join the two brains and become supreme
The past is a memory but tomorrow is a dream


Breakdown

Dreaming permits each and every one of us to go quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.

Chorus

Bigger- Come on, Faster - Come on
Digger - Come on, Master - Come on
Mama - Come on, Papa - Come on
Sister - Come on, Brother - Come on

Baby - Come on, Brainy - Come on
Lover - Come on, Zany - Come on
Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on
Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on