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Unnatural Selections Vol. 1

by Francis Voignier

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1.
Natalia 04:47
NATALIA NATALIA, SWEET NATALIA YOUR DADDY’S GONE, YOUR DADDY’S GONE UP NORTH HE WENT TO THE MOUNTAINS TO LIFT A HEART DEEPLY SUNKEN BOTH YOU AND HE STOOD IN THE RAIN AT THE FAR ENDS OF A WORLD SHATTERED BY LOVE AND HATE WAITING IN VAIN FOR AN ANSWER LONG LOST AMID THE WASTE BLOWN TO THE WINDS OF FATE NATALIA, SWEET NATALIA YOUR DADDY’S GONE, YOUR DADDY’S GONE ABROAD HE WENT, ACROSS THE OCEAN TO FREE A SELF CAUGHT IN A MAZE HOURS TURNED TO DAYS AND DAYS TO YEARS SILENCE FILLED THE SPACES HOPE SLOWLY SLIPPED AWAY UNJUSTLY PROFILED BY THE SYSTEM YOU WORKED AGAINST THE GRAIN OF SOCIAL DISARRAY NATALIA, SWEET NATALIA YOUR DADDY’S HOME, YOUR DADDY’S HOME TAKE THE LOVE THAT HAD BEEN STOLEN RECLAIM THE PEACE, RECLAIM THE JOY NO NEED TO STAND OUT IN THE RAIN THIS DOOR IS WIDE OPEN PLEASE COME IN HERE AND STAY NEVER WILL YOUR SPIRIT BE BROKEN THIS BOND WILL ONLY TIGHTEN THIS LOVE WILL NEVER STRAY NATALIA… YOUR DADDY’S HOME… Words and Music FRANCIS VOIGNIER July 22, 2003 © 2003 FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
2.
RESIDENT POWER HAVEN’T WE BEEN IN THIS PLACE BEFORE RIDERS AMID THE SPIRITS OF THESE SHORES NEITHER STILL NOR LIVE NEITHER MIND NOR FLESH IT IS PICTURE PERFECT BUT IT MUST BE LEFT BEHIND AS BARELY A FIGMENT ON YOUR MIND MERELY A BLUR ON THE SPECTRUM OF TIME OR NOT… LEAVE EVERY STONE IN ITS PROPER SPACE UNTIL YOU FIND THE COURAGE TO COME FACE TO FACE WITH THE UNBRIDLED POWERS THAT RESIDE WITHIN TO MEET THE INSTIGATOR BEHIND THIS UNRAVELING PARADE WILL YOU JOIN THE MASQUERADE WILL YOU SHED THE GUISE RISE TO ASSESS EVALUATE THIS MESS NEITHER STILL NOR LIVE NEITHER MIND NOR FLESH IT IS PICTURE PERFECT BUT IT MUST BE LEFT BEHIND WILL YOU JOIN THE MASQUERADE OR WILL YOU SHED THE GUISE RISE TO ASSESS EVALUATE THIS MESS Words & Music by Francis VOIGNIER, February 15th, 2005 © 2005 FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
3.
THIS CAN’T BE REAL WHERE IS YOUR CONSCIENCE WHERE DO YOU DRAW THE LINE WHY LIE TO THE PEOPLE WHO PUT YOU THERE WHO TRUSTED YOU WOULD BE FAIR FAIR YOU’RE NOT WHY WOULD YOUR OPINION BE MADE INTO LAW AND WHY YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS SHOULD BE PEEKING BEHIND THESE DOORS SHAME YOU HAVE NONE WHY WOULD A MAN ON THE VERGE OF DELUSION BE GIVEN THE POWER TO STEER THE NATION INTO THIS WAR OR IS IT FOR THE MONEY IS IT ALL FOR GREED OR IS IT ABOUT RELIGION THIS CAN’T BE REAL (X2) WHEREVER WE’RE GOING I CAN’T SEE THE LIGHT IS THERE AN END TO THE MADNESS TEARING THROUGH THE BEAT OF LIFE IS IT ALL ABOUT THE MONEY IS IT ALL ABOUT THE FAME OR IS IT ABOUT RELIGION THIS CAN’T BE REAL (X2) Words & Music Francis VOIGNIER, October 19th, 2005 © 2005 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
4.
So Yesterday 06:06
I guess you got me confused I wonder why you lied I put you on the map by voting for you Now look at what you've done And look at where we are And look at what we've lost They used to call your name Though you were one of us I guess something must have gotten to your head For you to betray us For you to steal from us But look at what you've lost Now you must go away into the vacuum of your perfect mind Take with you what you've gained But don't expect to be treated in kind For you are so yesterday A relic of the past Just go away Don't say goodbye I guess you got me confused Intellectually blind What happened to this land so scarred with abuse Look at what you've done And look at where we are And look at what we've lost... Now you must go away into the vacuum of your perfect mind Take with you what you've gained But don't expect to be treated in kind For you are so yesterday A relic of the past Just go away Don't say goodbye Written by Francis Voignier © 2005 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
5.
Matador 06:07
MATADOR MIKE OF MINNESOTA KNEW HE HAD A REAL GOOD CHANCE ONE DAY TO REALIZE A DREAM AND MEET THE KING OF SPAIN PEERING THROUGH THE IRON WORK OF HIS GATED DOMAIN THE JOURNEY WAS A MATTER OF HITTING THE PAPER TRAIL NOTHING WOULD GO ASTRAY SOON HE WOULD BE ON HIS WAY AHOO MIKE OF MINNESOTA KNEW THE WOMAN AT THE DESK SHE TOLD HIM THE FLIGHT TO TOLEDO WAS COMING UP NEXT NO NEED TO RUSH HE REPLIED HE SURELY MUST PREPARE FOR THE GREATEST BULLFIGHT IN THE HISTORY OF SPAIN A SHOW FIT FOR A KING ALL THE ANGELS SHALL SING AHOO ACROSS THE FLOOR WHIRLS THE BALLERINA A CHILL IS IN THE AIR IT’S WINTER DEEP IN MINNESOTA AS CARMEN FEARS THE END A STRETCHER ROLLS DOWN THE CORRIDOR NOBODY’S AT THE DESK ALL FLIGHTS CANCELLED TO TOLEDO THE MATADOR IS DEAD IT’S AFTER MIDNIGHT SOMEONE SHUTS OFF THE LIGHTS AHOO Words and Music by FRANCIS VOIGNIER © 2006 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
6.
NO-ONE NEEDS TO KNOW IMPRINTED IN THE SYSTEM ENCODED IN THE DEPTHS OF VITAL SUPPLY LIKE A FUSE IN A WEAPON READY FOR THE TRIGGER TO SPRING TO LIFE LIE THE MEANS TO END IT ALL UPON THE SLIGHTEST IMBALANCE NO-ONE SEEMS TO KNOW THE REASON WHY ONE TREADS A LONELY LINE WHO CLAIMS THE VOICE OF REASON IS JUST A LIE WALLED IN COUNTLESS FEARS BLIND TO THE LOVE AROUND HIM HE CHOOSES HIS PATH TO HIM THE END WILL JUSTIFY THE MEANS TO BE DEPLOYED AND NO-ONE NEEDS TO KNOW THE REASON WHY BORN AGAIN SOUL SEEKERS SET THE CLOCK BACK TO ‘DARK AGES’ THE END IS NEAR OR SO THEY SAY IT’S CATS AND MICE, LIES AND STRAIGHT FACES CRACKS IN THE WOODWORK BLEED-IN THROUGH TIME THEY NEVER SEEM TO QUITE DISAPPEAR IMPRINTED IN THE SYSTEM ENCODED IN THE DEPTHS OF VITAL SUPPLY LIKE A SEED IN THE WINTER WAITING FOR THE WARMTH OF A NEW BORN LIGHT LIES THE MICRO-UNIVERSE COILED FOR EXPANDING THRUST IS THERE A NEED TO KNOW THE REASON WHY? BORN AGAIN SOUL SEEKERS… Music & Lyrics by Francis VOIGNIER, December 5, 2004 © 2005 FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
7.
Fools’ Parade Take your turn in line Do not hesitate Have you made up your mind On how to negotiate The order of which your name will appear How fast will all your worries disappear Join the fools’ parade Join the mighty parade Join the ever-growing parade of fools Coming back for more Of the same old farce Since you liked it before You get to go to Mars With all the blessings of the family For sure it’s satisfaction guaranteed Join the fools’ parade Join the mighty parade Join the ever-growing parade of fools We make the rich much richer And the poor more miserable Really, we don’t like anyone We prefer war We must assume total control To save you all From the pact that you’ve made With the evils Of your living hell Tired of feeling small Tired of being blind You have answered the call You must have read our minds Go enjoy your fifteen minutes of fame It’s our pleasure to see you rip the place Join the fools’ parade Join the mighty parade Join the ever-growing parade of fools Written by Francis Voignier © 2006 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
8.
Say Goodbye 04:39
Say Goodbye He turns around Pulls out a cigarette A shadow dancing off the light It must be done Flashes across his head Some will dodge Some will lie Some just pay the price Oh my, oh my mind Don’t you know when it’s time to say goodbye The air is thick With the sweat of the night A song echoes in the alley A voice is heard from across in the dark Someone shouts Someone cries Someone walks away Oh my, oh my mind Don’t you know when it’s time to say goodbye Punch and Judy Have been served by the man in grey Cold and surgical Is the blade that lies on the tray He turns around Pulls out a cigarette A shadow dancing off the light It must be done Flashes across his head Some will dodge Some will lie Some just pay the price Oh my, oh my mind Don’t you know when it’s time to say goodbye Punch and Judy Have been served by the man in grey Cold and surgical Is the blade that lies on the tray Oh my, oh my mind Don’t you know when it’s time to say goodbye ©2006 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
9.
Divided 05:46
Divided There may be some misunderstanding In the way we converse I don’t quite grasp all the nuances Or the choice of these words Are we lost on a line Closing on a room full of darkness Inflated in our pride Blinded by the glare of self-righteousness We feel divided on politics Virtuous through the lies We milk the divine out of nonsense To the death we shall fight Are we losing our minds As we aim for the depths of the chasm Clutching on the threads Of opinions beset by phantasm We can’t all be wrong We can’t all be right We simply lack an education What’s in a knowledge Bereft of respect And the tools of validation There is a battle in the kitchen The cooks take to the knives Too many generals have sunken Armies into the ground Guess we are next in line For that door at the end of the alley No one ever comes out Who has been through that hole in space Does one foresee a major change Does one foresee at all We’ve been going at it for ages We should have stopped this fall I hope we realize How much we could have given Let’s use that one last chance Before the lights die forever We can’t all be wrong We can’t all be right We simply lack an education What’s in a knowledge Bereft of respect And the tools of validation © 2007 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
10.
The Spell 07:26
The Spell The witch’s spell crosses the sea Rides the wind Searches the city streets (the city) You hide among the friends you’ve made Keep the past buried Beneath your feet (beneath) Try to forget the things you’ve done Try to turn the past around Those you’ve harried cannot forget For you made sure they would go down You’ve done the rock You’ve done the jazz Tangoed your way into the upper crust (the crust) But now it seems you’ve skipped a beat The wind has turned Your ship around (aground) As the forces keep on closing You fight to conceal the truth It is hard to hide the carnage Played at the hands of a fool You could have – stayed away When you – had the chance But you – chose to play with fire So now you must face the day You could have – danced around Made us – roll with laughter Instead you – pulled the trigger Our blood is on your fingers Someone’s standing at your door High on style In black from head to toes (head to toes) Concerning some matters he says The time has come To get right to the core (and more) You’re looking for a smooth escape But your feet are glued to the ground You’ve bought yourself a one-way fare Stay the course, stick to the plan You could have – stayed away When you – had the chance But you – chose to play with fire So now you must face the day © 2007 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
11.
The Bar 05:27
THE BAR NEON LIGHTS NEON LIGHTS FLASH IN THE NIGHT BIKER RIDES BIKER RIDES SOON OUT OF SIGHT THE TOWN’S ASLEEP BUT A FEW ARE STILL FIGHTING THE BAR WILL SERVE TO THE LAST OF THOSE STANDING LADIES’ NIGHT IT’S LADIES’ NIGHT FROM DUSK TO DAWN BOYS GET HIGH BOYS GET HIGH UNTIL THEY FALL THE TOWN’S ASLEEP… NEON LIGHTS NEON LIGHTS FLASH IN THE NIGHT THE MAN RETURNS THE MAN RETURNS UNTIL HE BURNS Words & Music by Francis Voignier February 1st, 2008 © 2008 US Copyright Office, FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records
12.
Service Road 06:18
SERVICE ROAD LONG AND STRAIGHT THE SERVICE ROAD TRUCKS AND TRAINS WITH HEAVY LOADS A STEADY RAIN IS COMING DOWN THE FACTORIES HAVE TAKEN OVER THE GROUNDS CONCRETE SOOTED FROM THE SMOKE IRON GATES CREAK AND MOAN BETWEEN SHIFTS ALL COMES ALIVE FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES HUMAN LIFE INTERTWINES FACTORIES FOR MILES AND MILES SMOKESTACKS LIKE TALL SPECTERS RISE INDUSTRIAL REALITY HAS TAKEN ITS TOLL ON THE DREAM THE HERDS ROAMED A MILLION STRONG ONE HUNDRED NOW BUT WHO’S TO COUNT PAVED OVER THE PRAIRIE WENT THE GRASS ALONG THE ROAD IS ALL THAT’S LEFT LONG AND STRAIGHT TO THE SKY ASPHALT MEETS THE GRAY LINE SUPPLIES THOUGHT TO NEVER END ARE NOW TRICKLING DOWN FROM MINE TO SHELF FACTORIES FOR MILES AND MILES SMOKESTACKS LIKE TALL SPECTERS RISE INDUSTRIAL REALITY WILL BECOME A DARK FANTASY LONG AND STRAIGHT THE SERVICE ROAD IRON GATES CREAK AND MOAN ASPHALT MEETS THE GRAY LINE SMOKESTACKS LIKE TALL SPECTERS RISE Music and Lyrics by Francis Voignier January 23rd, 2008 © 2008 US Copyright Office FV Tunes/ASCAP Criminal Records

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A compilation of tracks from the albums "I Feel Fine", "In Search Of Reason", "54", "Margin Of Error", "Fool's Parade" and "Service Road".

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released December 31, 2007

All Music and Lyrics by Francis Voignier
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Francis Voignier San Francisco, California

Francis Voignier formed his first band in 1968. He moved from Eastern France to Paris and then London where he made his professional debut. He worked in NYC
as a sideman between 1978 and 1982, before heading for San Francisco where he spent 10 years performing and recording with many bands, as well as producing artists in his own studio. He now lives in the Northern California city of Eureka.
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