@ALBUM: A Million Vacations (1979) MAX WEBSTER- Entered and edited from the original LP lyric sheet by Dave Watson of the Severed Heads Liberation Front (aj153@Freenet.carleton.ca), except "Research (at Beach Resorts)", which is not printed on the lyric sheet, so what is here is what I was able to glean by listening to it. If anyone has the official lyrics, please E-mail me with them. Kim Mitchell: Guitar and Lead Vocals Dave Myles: Bass and Vocals Gary McCracken: Drums, Vocals, Lead Vocals on "A Million Vacations" Terry Watkinson: Keyboards, Vocals, Lead Vocals on "Let Go the Line" and "Charmonium" Pye DuBois: Lyricist Additional Vocals: Carla Jensen, Judy Donnelly Conga and Shakers: Dick Smith String Arrangements: Bill Misener Max's "Budget" Crew": Jon "Calgary Mumbler" Erikson, Lorne "Lorenzo Rock" Wheaton, Brian "Lance" Hall Produced by John de Nottbeck and Max Webster for Anthem Records A Taurus Production Recorded at Phase One Studios, Scarborough, Ontario / Engineer: Mark Wright Mixed at Soundstage, Toronto, Ontario / Mixing Engineer: David Greene Mastered at Master Disc, New York, by Bob Ludwig Album Design and Illustration: Paul Hodgson / Fifty Fingers Postcards: George Photography by Phil Kamin except Terry Watkinson by Fin Costello A Million Vacations to: Dirk / Pratt / Lerxst @SONG: Paradise Skies (Music--Kim Mitchell; Lyrics--Pye DuBois) C--happiness is beginning to ride / from the streets into paradise skies tonight inaugerates rock & roll wings tonight bent to turn the world around / and we hover and we leave the ground and the magic we need / frees the dancer we wanna be--C tonight / rock & roll wings / there's no rumour of the road no reason to explain the action / tidal rock & wave / paradise skies reflecting in our eyes and the magic we free is how pleasure moves / and grooves on...... @SONG: Charmonium (M & L--Terry Watkinson) if you lean too hard, i just back away / from your blackmail eyes if you cut me off, you might find / that grin is a thin disguise C--but don't let it weigh--don't let me mess up your day just find my bell and ring it / take me on and wing it find my bell and ring it it's plain to see that you waste your time / punching holes in me you should know by now that your sad eyes / won't get me on my knees--C @SONG: Night Flights (M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) night flights on a music ship / leading on a never ending trip we race the sun again and we chase the world night flights on a midnight jet stream / riding the wind from dream to dream we race the world around and we chase the sun sky divers touching down / to spread sweet thunder all around just one night to shake you loose / then on to take another town we see you in a fever / standing by the exit door we'd like to ignite you / but a big bright bird waits to take us for more night flights on a midnight jet stream / riding the wind from dream to dream we race the world around and we chase the sun riding a midnight runaway / watching the blue lights fall away we race the world around and we chase the sun @SONG: Sun Voices (M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) C--in my chair chaise lounge / at my pool / nudes and rave reviews in my chair chaise lounge / i am hearing sun voices / long and loud in and out of daydreams i'm drifting / the beat of my heart is delayed waiting for wind...my face to the sun / deep into daydreams i fade the dove and the hawk are leaving / earth / a million vacations away deeper in sundreams i rave sun voices long and loud...C @SONG: A Million Vacations (M--Gary McCracken; L--DuBois) friday friday is a good time to shine / night sea journeys journeys to unwind losing all survival signs / rerun movies taking all your time C--a million vacations is what you've got in mind throwing out all kinds of fishing line / friday friday is a good time to shine rant and rave leave this town behind / start over with a new dream to climb--C everyone needs a town a tune a dream to rely on one to dance to one to scream to survive on you need a high a face a space a chace to rely on cause you can only drive down main street so many times--C @SONG: Look Out (M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) world sleeping on a bed of nails / world bleeding bleeding to be born look out / look out has been called / look out has been called for me for you for all some think / some drink to for get / it's the same withdraw to lock our dreams like doors bleeding / bleeding to be born / it's a free for all of raps of maps of scores emerge / emergency calls / emerge and see you image man / bleeding bleeding to be born world / feels like lions sleeping on a bed of nails look out / look out has been called / look out has been called a voice you must outcry @SONG: Let Go the Line (M & L--Watkinson) i see you there in your satin shirt / unfocussed eyes on the ceiling fluorescent lips on a painted face / i think i know what you're feeling this tightrope just begins to feel like home when the wind comes rising from a desert storm and all i know is that tonight i might / let go the line, let go the line unwrap yourself for a starving man / come drown your thoughts if they bite you turn off the world if it makes you hurt / i'm just a clown but i like you i see you there in your satin shirt / unfocussed eyes on the ceiling a trace of smile on a frozen face / i think i know what you're stealing life has been likened to a poker deal or a poor brief candle or a karmic wheel and all i know is that tonight i might / let go the line, let go the line @SONG: Rascal Houdi (M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) i'm going home put my headphones on wave at my dad i'm going home put my mindphones on listen to the weather i'm switching out i'm out to lunch A.O.M.U. A.O.M.U. i'm gonna roll a regal ego cove i need a tie escape i leave avant stark and move to avant faint i need to inflate i'm out to perch i'm out to here A.O.M.U. A.O.M.U. i'm going home put my headphones on waver at my dad i'm going home put my skyphones on wave like a flag i'm switching out i'm out to perch i'm out to lunch i'm out to here A.O.M.U.--Actual operating mechanism unknown! @SONG: Research (at Beach Resorts) (M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) hot sun and tan / yeah, dontcha just scream boy, what sand / sand sand sand / say cheese paddle boats / surf ladies in shorts / up and down the coast we coast yeah, we cry / research at beach resorts line up crowds at the pavilion / Max is playing "Vacations" we're in newport for research / to get abreast of thing / to get get a breast of things / take your tourist toys to the concert we've just researched wasaga beach / bonfire pits at midnight hangover rhymes at sunrise six what is it that we stare at? / is it the passports and campsite stars? or the monogrammed bikinis and cars? or maybe we just need some perspiration 'cause we're frostbitten Canadian boys put on your sunglasses / get in on the parade we're gonna cruise the beach / we just might get crazed / c'mon research go line up crowds on weekends / Max is playing "Vacations" END OF FILE -- Dave Watson, Severed Heads Liberation Front (Re-release the _Stretcher_ EP!) Swetier Balzoff (Ottawa), Ontario, Canada Email--aj153@Freenet.carleton.ca "A man is measured by the depth of his anger"--Eddie "You will be dead, killed by your mutinous, bastard socks."--R.B. Fairchild