All words and music © Kyle Fiske 

 

All Turned Upside Down 
  
Now I’ve been on your trail, hot and cold for weeks 
From just outside of Yuma, to Boston way back east 
Now I got the real story, from following your leads 
But how can I go to press with something no one would believe? 
  
You know you got me all turned upside down 
The American in me stood fast, but now it seems I’m on shaky ground 
You know you got me all turned upside down 
I used to see so far and clear, but now everything spins round and round 
  
You were beautiful, like no one I had seen 
You could have made the front page, of any magazine 
I followed you to your hideout a little after ten 
On your shortwave radio, transmission coming in… 
  
Now I’ve seen funny things that no one could explain 
And it wouldn’t be the first time someone like you got framed 
Now they said your were a lost cause, and I was just a fool 
Well I’m kind of thinking now, that might have been the truth


Around Your World 
  
I saw you that day when you drove up in that old silver car 
A rusted Mercedes, like some forgotten Hollywood star 
The people in town didn’t know what to make of you 
Some said you’d come back, while others swore you were someone new 
  
If I ran around the world 
Just like some kind of superman 
And made it back in the blink of an eye 
Well honey, then would you understand? 
  
The first time we met, I knew that you were not like the rest 
With your raven hair, and that strange old-fashioned dress 
You came up to me on the deck of the Blue Star hotel 
We talked for a while, until you had me under your spell 
You told me the tales of your life and your loves and your crimes 
You asked me to dance, and I said “well, maybe just this time.” 
  
The warmth of your hands, you know it’s tough to resist 
You’re looking for someone and I don’t know if he really exists 
But now it’s me that you’ve got in your sights 
And I can hardly tell my left hand from my right 
  
If I ran around the world 
Just like some kind of superman 
And made it back in the blink of an eye 
Well honey, then would you understand? 
  
If I ran around the world 
Through ancient Rome and old Japan 
And made it back in the blink of an eye 
Well honey, then would you understand? 
  
If I ran around the world 
And put myself at your command 
And made it back in the blink of an eye 
Well honey, then would you understand?


 

Authentic 
  
It’s a kind of waking dream 
It’s calm on the surface but nothing is quite as it seems 
Heading out at the light of day, almost proud for a jaded age 
But still he comes home and looks in the mirror and wonders if he’s 
  
Authentic 
Authentic 
When the gray clouds roll above a seaside town 
You know it won’t be long before 
  
The snow falls down and melts in the ocean like candy in your mouth 
But there’s some things they never say 
When things get strange out on the waves 
It’s not like the movies—these scenes are real 
  
Authentic 
Authentic 
When the waves crash in and the air gets strange, 
You know some kind of storm is blowing in 
  
And she drives down to the pier 
The radio is playing and the station is coming in clear 
She tries to find the words, praying and thinking and feeling 
But when he comes in off the water and walks up  to meet her 
  
Authentic

 

A Certain Something 
  
Out of the pawnshop, his wallet full of ones 
To his car parked against the curb, under the August sun 
Now he was all set for a change, maybe gonna head up north 
Or maybe just keep driving on past all the cars and stores 
  
It’s a certain something 
That I just can’t find 
I’m not sure if it’s up ahead 
Or if I’ve left it behind 
  
On a seaside highway in the cold Atlantic wind 
Trying to find a new wave station through the static coming in 
But when he’s gone as far as he can go, and the stars above look strange 
He pulls off to the side of the road, steps out and says: 
  
“It’s a certain something….”


 

Conversation Controlled 
  
Conversation controlled 
When I pick up the phone a voice says to me 
Conversation controlled 
They think that I’m worthless but I guess  not free 
  
Now I thought we had won through the long great struggle 
And on tv, that wall smashed to rubble 
They sang and danced but the victory was hollow 
We didn’t know what was to follow yeah 
  
Conversation controlled 
When I pick up the phone a voice says to me 
Conversation controlled 
They’re watching you even when you think they can’t see 
  
And now murder’s okay but don’t you dare cause offense with 
Dangerous thoughts or forbidden comments 
You better pretend that you have no passions 
Cause Sharia law is the latest fashion yeah 
  
Cause they watch so they can control 
And they listen so they can control 
Don’t ask why.  Don’t ask what for. 
Stay under control.  And just do as you’re told. 
  
Conversation controlled 
When I pick up the phone a voice says to me 
Conversation controlled 
You can only become what they tell you to be 
  
Now I don’t want to cause any big commotion 
But I’m not the one setting off explosions 
Is that all we have in these modern times 
Every word that I say is just another thoughtcrime, oh yeah