Like It or Not—Volume 3 Pre​-​Maturely

by Robert Davidson & CP Roth

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about

An album that redefines the under-used term "iffy".

A coveted "Last Place" for songs that redefine "historical artifact" and lower the bar to beneath the greatest ocean.

Done in the era where playing the tape backwards was cool and trendy. In fact in some cases, entire musical passages were first written, then parts for the singers were copied backwards (last note to first note) then recorded as written, then the tape was reversed in direction. The result was frontwards with backwards envelopes, and as it turns out, made everything unrecognizable.

But at least now we know that, and we are content in knowing that our humble tinkering may in fact have helped countless future generations avoid similar misguidings.

photos www.flickr.com/photos/robertdavidsonmusic/sets/72157633201632468/

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released August 1, 1972

Robert Davidson: much stuff
CP Roth: much stuff
Joe Bordash: some stuff
Mary: Some stuff
Dianne: stuff

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Robert Davidson New York, New York

Robert Davidson is a composer, producer, guitarist, lyricist, and keyboarder. Here is a retrospective of a little over 350 of his music compositions in studio and live recordings including collaborations with CP Roth, Aqueous Fowle and others starting from high school including many never heard in a while demos and obscure performances. ... more

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Track Name: Country Rode
Music & Lyrics © 1972, 2013 by Robert Davidson

Country Rode

Let me out
And set me free
On a Country Rode
Is where I want to be

Give me a little
Of your country land
And you can be in my
Country band

Going up the country
One fine day
Took off my shoes
And threw then away

Old hippies
Guitars corrode
Walking down
A Country Rode

Oh hippies
Let me go
Let me into
Your Country Rode

Going up the country
One fine day
Took off my shoes
And threw them away

Oh hippies
Let me go
Let me into your
Country Road

You snuck into an airplane
And flew out to L.A.
Told ‘em all about country life
And asked if they would play

L.A. thought it was groovy
And thumbed up to Vermont
They sat around and said “far out...
...but is this what we want?”

They jumped around the whole east coast
Until they found a vineyard where
They had seen James Taylor so
They settled down there

They threw off their shoes
Bought some faded blue genes
And then they grew their hair
“We must be in heaven, man,
or at least somewhere.”

(fiddle solo)
Track Name: Hawk (excerpt)
Hawk:
Track Name: All the Shoes & Mission Ending
All the Shoes in Vulgaria Are For Sale

Music ©1973 by Robert Davidson
Lyrics © 1973 by Robert Davidson & CP Roth

The things you do
When you tie my shoe
And when you do
It makes me go insane

And I eat my shoes for you now

The day I met you
You had a wet shoe
Your love had left
And you threw up your shoes

Let’s eat our shoes tonight

Oh baby please
I’m on my knees
I’ve grown accustomed to your shoes
And whats in ‘em
Give me laced loafers
High heels made of prisms
Let me eat your feet and shoes
And what’s in ‘em

We live off of shoes
We do what we choose
Therefore we conclude
We live off of shoes

We bring you the gnus
The gnus of the shoes
The gnus of the shoes

Inside it’s so soft
Let’s get our shoes off
I have a desire
My shoes are on fire

Don’t try to hide
Your shoe’s untied
I bet you’ve tried
To make it like me

Part II

You’ve been smokin my dope for an awful long time
You’re dead on your ass and your brain cells are dying
Walking in the hallway, you stumble and fall
You went through the plaster, made a hole in the wall

And it’s easy when you get this high
Tomorrow morning you’ll want to die
You just dream, why don’t you try?

Nobody misses you here or at home
Your mission in life seems forever to roam
You’ll grow up real plastic and become an unknown
You’ll either get married or forever be stoned
And though you may like it, you’ll have no choice
No one will want to hear your voice
It says nothing now, it only annoys

You’ve been kissed by the wind and blessed by the sun
Your mission here is never done
A gift to the world so the others get by
Breaking their ass for what money can buy
For what money can buy.
Track Name: Crispy Little Bumps
Crispy Little Bumps

©1972 by Robert Davidson

Glad to meet you and your name
Too bad you are just the same
You say there's been nothing like you before
We've heard that story before

You wait to sleep and dance to walk a ritual
You yell and scream this is not true you're an individual
Your ways are very special
Only you can understand them

Don't strain to prove your point
Just light another joint
You know your head you know your hip, your cool
Individuals can can break all rules
The deeper you go the sooner you find the fools

You think you are so mystic
But you’e not realistic
Your whole life will be wasted
From the part that you have tasted
Your ways are no fun
Move onto the next one
You know you can't have won...

Must it always be this way

A junky’s life so glamorous
Just right for you

The world between her ears
Is the only world that she knows
Track Name: Mary's Mission
Music ©1972 by Robert Davidson
Lyrics ©1972 by Robert Davidson & CP Roth

You’ve been smokin my dope for an awful long time
You’re dead on your ass and your brain cells are dying
Walking in the hallway, you stumble and fall
You went through the plaster, made a hole in the wall

And it’s easy when you get this high
Tomorrow morning you’ll want to die
You just dream, why don’t you try?

Nobody misses you here or at home
Your mission in life seems forever to roam
You’ll grow up real plastic and become an unknown
You’ll either get married or forever be stoned
And though you may like it, you’ll have no choice
No one will want to hear your voice
It says nothing now, it only annoys

You’ve been kissed by the wind and blessed by the sun
Your mission here is never done
A gift to the world so the others get by
Breaking their ass for what money can buy
For what money can buy.
Track Name: Country Rode return
Music & Lyrics © 1972, 2013 by Robert Davidson

Country Rode Return



Let me out
And set me free
On a Country Rode
IS where I wanna be

Oh hippies
Let me go
Let me into your
Country Rode.
Track Name: The Moon Was Nice
Lyrics by Howard O. ©1972
Track Name: Woke Up To WPRBee
Music & Lyrics ©1972 by Robert Davidson

Woke Up it was WPRBee
Stereo in Princeton
The Number's 103
Woke Up it was WPRBee
Track Name: The Travels of Sarette Part 2
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee
(repeat)

Sangamenu

Lalala la bean Sprouts
Pepper flavored ice cream
Catchup and oatmeal
You can eat what you feel
Chocolate asparagus pie
Diced clams
candied yams
canned hams
Track Name: The Travels of Sarette Part 3
It's in another language, but still ©1972 by Robert Davidson
Track Name: Funnies
haha
Track Name: God's Tractor
Words by Howard O ©1972
Track Name: God's Tractor Revival
Words by Howard O ©1972