[Verse]I woke up feeling brand-newLike a old but new pair of shoesI got the whole day ahead of meI don’t know what to doI got this feeling of freedomI should relax by the poolOh, I’m feeling brand newI think I should call up the crewGot nothing but time ahead of meAnd I feel like I’m readyIt’s time for us to do what we want toI’m feeling brand-new
[Hook]Oh, I’m feeling brand newIt’s time for us to do what we want toGot nothing but time ahead of meAnd I know what to doI’m a call up the crewAnd just relax by the poolI hope you feel the way I doI hope you feel like your brand newI hope you feel the way I doI hope you feel like your brand newBrand newBrand newI hope that you feel this way too
[Verse 2]Gotta take some time outFor you to find outWhat this life is all aboutCan’t rush it in and outNo matter what ageNo matter what stageJust do it your wayAnd set this world ablazeJust remember it’s fineKeep this in the back of your mindThe most important thingHas always been time
[Hook]Oh, I’m feeling brand newIt’s time for us to do what we want toGot nothing but time ahead of meAnd I know what to doI’m a call up the crewAnd just relax by the poolI hope you feel the way I doI hope you feel like your brand newI hope you feel the way I doI hope you feel like your brand new
[Hook]Oh, I’m feeling brand newIt’s time for us to do what we want toGot nothing but time ahead of meAnd I know what to doI’m a call up the crewAnd just relax by the poolI hope you feel the way I doI hope you feel like your brand newI hope you feel the way I doI hope you feel like your brand new

THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT

Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves

I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long

But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song

Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string

So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted