Keith Cook was the guitarist for the protopunk band Debris with whom he was included in a history exhibit covering the notable rock and rollers from their home
Awhile back I ended up with Leon Russell's drum machine.
I wrote 20 songs around everything left on it and there were 9 that he arranged which are denoted by the number he saved them on the machine as being included in the title, for example (Song 01).
I also included alternate versions of those 9 songs as instrumentals.
Keith Cook - guitar, bass, drums, vocals
Lyrics
The twinkle in your eyes was like the sun in the sky
All the words from your lips have run dry
Im afraid its the end of our charade
The torch has burned out of the parade
Ashes are falling in the ticker tape parade
The words came out the same but dont say the same thing 20/20 after sight
(Im afraid) its the end of our charade
The torch as burned out of the parade
Ashes are falling in the ticker tape
Paint my face like Pagliacci
Suffering master of the art
Paint my face like Pagliacci with the tears burning in my heart
Paint my face like Pagliacci
Laughter from a broken heart
Laugh like Pagliacci
You havent seemed to age a day
But somehow I cant see you the same way
Im afraid its the end of our charade
The torch as burned out of the parade
Ashes are falling in the ticker tape
