“World in Your Hand”

A celebration on a beautiful day.

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World in Your Hand

(Oooooh)
Right about now
Upwardly broken
Loping in the sunshine (Mmm-hmm)
And it’s been a long time (Oo-oo-ooh)
Since I hit that bullseye

(Woo-oo-woo-oo-ooh)
Light as a cloud
Every motion
Floating through forever (Mmm-hmm)
I kept my act together (Oo-oo-ooh)
Through all the heavy weather

      Take what you need, Honey
      Although they won’t understand
      Take it from me, Honey
      You’ve got the world in your hand

(Oooooh)
Crying out loud
Magical moonrise
Soothe my agitation (Mmm-hmm)
I’m sideways on vacation (Oo-oo-ooh)
Outrunning expectations

(Woo-oo-woo-oo-ooh)
Sly on the sound
System eternal
Yearning for some freedom (Mmm-hmm)
Broke out of that museum (Oo-oo-ooh)
And when I get to see him

      Take what you need, Honey
      Although they won’t understand
      Take it from me, Honey
      You’ve got the world in your hand

© Copyright 2021 Nate Orshan. All rights reserved.

“Mitch, PLEASE!” (Live)

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Here’s a live version of my broadside against the Bluegrass’ worst-ever Senator. As Kit says, he never lets us down in letting us down. (There’s also a studio version with pictures…)

With kind regards from the Mitch McConnell Retirement Committee (2021 update: now known as Progress Kentucky)…

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Mitch, PLEASE!

You’d think you’d learned
After so many terms
A way for you to do more

But with poverty
Or even higher degrees
We’re still down here on the floor

On a TV ad you’re Kentucky tough
But the Bluegrass State gonna call your bluff

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

And you used to fight
Against cash in campaigns
You said it was for the best

Now you ask big business
To make it rain
And fatten up that ol’ war chest

We see you’re so good takin’ care of yourself
While you’re throwin’ down crumbs on the Commonwealth

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

For all the millionaires
From nearly everywhere
You’re the best friend they ever had

And you’ve made your way
To where the rich folks play
Thanks to your wife’s rich dad

While our Bluegrass keeps on getting’ worse
The only thing you care about’s a big fat purse

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

            You had your chance to help our state advance
            But the only Paris that you love is back in France
            And it’s only big money that’ll make you dance
            So groovy…

            And even when you try to do something good
            We get Russian mob money from a Moscow hood
            You’re like a two-bit villain from a Hollywood
            B-movie…

They had black lung disease
So they came to DC
To try and get them some help

But all you could find:
Two minutes of your time
Pretending that you care for their health

Well they weren’t well-dressed, so they weren’t so lucky
Now you’ve run out of time to help Kentucky

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

© 2020 Nate Orshan. All rights reserved.

(This is a retroactive post. I finally got around to publishing it on my site on 4/30/2021, but the music itself came out on 9/23/2020. In case you’re wondering.)

“Mitch, PLEASE!”

(Scroll down for lyrics…)

Res ipsa loquitur

NEW! Live version of “Mitch, PLEASE!”, just voice and (synth)piano

With kind regards from the Mitch McConnell Retirement Committee (2021 update: now known as Progress Kentucky)…

Soundcloud:

YouTube:

Mitch, PLEASE!

You’d think you’d learned
After so many terms
A way for you to do more

But with poverty
Or even higher degrees
We’re still down here on the floor

On a TV ad you’re Kentucky tough
But the Bluegrass State gonna call your bluff

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

And you used to fight
Against cash in campaigns
You said it was for the best

Now you ask big business
To make it rain
And fatten up that ol’ war chest

We see you’re so good takin’ care of yourself
While you’re throwin’ down crumbs on the Commonwealth

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

For all the millionaires
From nearly everywhere
You’re the best friend they ever had

And you’ve made your way
To where the rich folks play
Thanks to your wife’s rich dad

While our Bluegrass keeps on getting’ worse
The only thing you care about’s a big fat purse

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

        You had your chance to help our state advance
        But the only Paris that you love is back in France
        And it’s only big money that’ll make you dance
        So groovy…

        And even when you try to do something good
        We get Russian mob money from a Moscow hood
        You’re like a two-bit villain from a Hollywood
        B-movie…

They had black lung disease
So they came to DC
To try and get them some help

But all you could find:
Two minutes of your time
Pretending that you care for their health

Well they weren’t well-dressed, so they weren’t so lucky
Now you’ve run out of time to help Kentucky

      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please
      Mitch, please take your money and go

© 2020 Nate Orshan. All rights reserved.

(This is a retroactive post. I finally got around to publishing it on my site on 4/30/2021, but the music itself came out on 7/13/2020. In case you’re wondering.)