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To Market

by Steve Carr Clark

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Woodlouse
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Woodlouse I think the quality of the whole album is one of the best in his work Favorite track: To Market.
Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) Oh boy, how much terrific music is out there on the planet, which I don't have the faintest knowledge of! Enter Steve Clark now... he's a quite versatile one-man band, creating music that ranges from new age over art rock and hard rock to avantgarde. "To Market" is one of his story-telling concept albums with wonderfully witty tongue-in-cheek lyrics, embedded in elaborate "proggy" arrangements. Only half an hour running time, but so full of highly condensed sparkling ideas that it's clearly worth the money. Favorite track: Pig's Snout.
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To Market 09:09
To Market ~ Over the hills to the east there’s peace Or so someone said Many years ago And is it true or just a legend So many times I was told what to be To stay in the lines And never look outside the open door And do not question So long my friends I’m leaving today To market, to market Along the road I’ll go Lonely standing sign showing me the way Westward bound I sadly turn away From the hills where secrets lie Passing the sweet green fields The lands I once knew are far behind A memory now They’re just a memory now And the road stretches so far ahead And what’s to come and where will I be tomorrow Born to follow Why should I dream of another life Perhaps I’ll wait a little while And think about this thought And the hills Run the race you’re made for or run away I am lost yet I am free Which way will the wind blow It’s getting dark Will I find my way I can’t find my way home I can’t find my way home The light it has shown me Away in the distance I see Seven Valleys framed in gold Mystic rivers to behold And the hills, the hills are there Silent standing Calling me on towards the rising sun So I run far across the land Like I've never run before To my freedom, freedom Now the day is gone The journey goes on
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Lighthouses 02:34
Lighthouses ~ There’s a house by the one next door I walk past every day With a yard overgrown by weeds It stays the same throughout the year Until the month when Christmas time draws near There’s a man with a fat red face On the roof looking down in fear And there’s his wife dragging out reindeer Here come the elves and wise men three Ten miles of cable from roof to tree Twinkle, twinkle little house Shine your lights for all to see There’s baby Jesus in rocking sleigh If you were here what would you say? Mother Mary halo bright A thousand cars drive by each night There eyes electric green and fluro white They all turned into sheep And made their own lighthouses from then on A million stars across the town Rename this street Los Vegas Boulevard Twinkle, twinkle little house Shine your lights for all to see A very Merry Christmas from Ergon Energy We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas .....
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Sheep Station (51st State) ~ Here in the Western lands where the dogs and neighbours roam I’ve been so lonely that I almost left my home So before the sun goes down I’ll change my view Gonna join the queue at the Sheep Station The Sheep Station And everything will turn out just fine Let’s all flock together I follow you, you follow me..... There’s a thousand neon lights showing the way There’s a beam from a TV screen Filling the holes in my brain I feel safe when everyone is just the same as everyone else The same as they feel ‘Cause everything they’ve got is just the same Take the time to learn this sound and simple rule If you take the time to follow me then I’ll follow you You don’t want to think too much when you’re on the trail You better get into line fast As long as I have my ute and a pin-up girl with whips Bar-b-que on weekends lots of beer and salty chips Turn on the tele watch the footy with me mates And wear me cap on backwards like some dude from the United States Who says something’s wrong With the mental state of our great nation After all we belong on the same Sheep Station Here in the Western lands where the dogs and neighbours roam I always thought I was gonna be alone But then I found the Sheep Station And now I’m at home All my friends are coming around to see me every day I think I’m gonna cry I’m on my own Sheep Station sclarkmusic © 2016
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Signposts 02:26
Signposts ~ Old Farmer Piperson How long can you run With your squealing piggy friend Tucked beneath your arm There’s the sign to the Market Place But the devil is on your tail By the sign there’s a crow on a stone With a jewel for its eye Farmer Piperson passes by Only half a mile to go Beside the path wild flowers grow Old river watermill Your paddles rusted still Upon the bridge you gaze below With lips as dry as the fields On the rocks there’s a fox in a leg trap With a tear in its eye Farmer Piperson hurries on by In the busy Market Square Sneaking around from here to there Until a child spies the swine And sticks a pin in its cheek behind The farmer twists the culprit’s ear The pig screams out “Now lookee here!” There’s a man with police by two “That’s the pig thief I’m telling you!” Farmer Piperson is taken away Chained in a cell by the end of the day And the jewel in the west sinks low as a black crow cries sclarkmusic © 2016
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Over Hills 01:39
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Pig's Snout 08:39
Pig’s Snout ~ I’m not an animal I learnt to play the game and hide myself It’s easier to be a charlatan And I know I’m one But I am not an animal The story of my life Investment plans and other scams They came like sheep Laying money at my feet A million overnight Replay the game with another name Then disappear from sight Like a thief in the night Live the lie And lie to make a living Take it today and not tomorrow Read me no sermon It’s their choice not mine The old will not need much I’ll rip them off too All proceeds are going to a very good cause Bacon for me A pig and a poke for you Money is a man’s best friend Money is a man’s best friend Need to buy a bigger house now On a large estate where the rich and famous live And I’ll fill it up with lots of things that look real good And I’ll stay inside and sip my Chardonnay from 1965 But something’s still missing Think I need a bigger car One that looks down upon the smaller cars With lots of things hanging off it And a great big nudge bar You have to see my latest scheme A billion more for me A toothless bill for you Buy the firms and buy the companies I want the status other players have And I want it now And though I feel the power of my successIt’s not enough to quench my thirst I need an audience proclaiming my name A thousand followers with starey, starry eyes Plagiarise the holy books and formulate a creed Arrange a public stigmata Watch me as I bleed Place the flowers at my holy feet To set your spirit free ‘Cause everything is just a dream in your memory Detatch yourself from all worldly things And learn to trust in me Donations for ’Save the Unicorn Fund’ are tax free It’s time to move on once again Life is not so peachy now I’ve found my Nietzsche I’d rather be a singer in a Prog Rock band I am the real thing I’m ice on high I am voice electric I was the Deceiver And then a True Believer Now I could just be a Symbol But that’s been done before Turn up the amps Illumine the stage in a hue of subtle magenta I now reveal myself in a blaze of cosmic light and sampled noise They can’t relate to me The music is too strange The lyrics and the melodies are beyond their grasp They turn away I will not play one more song for these simpletons I’d rather stay at home and watch TV Where I wear my disguise And the truth is just another lie Yes I’d rather stay at home and watch TV Television There’s something else that I can do Buy a TV Network or maybe two I’ll crush the critics and their views Look out! Here comes the real news And here my self-made empire stands They all lick the hand of the confidence man I can be anything I could be the next Prime Minister and double my pay But I’ll rather watch and pull the strings I’ll sit back and watch the puppets play I want that deal closed by Friday Slander that politition, he has to go I don’t care, we don’t need rain forests More trash on Clark My prog was better than his anyway And when is my new Ferrari arriving I am a man of these times I see what I need I take what I want But I am not an animal sclarkmusic©2016

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What can be said about this one? This little piggy went to....
Some serious tracks with a little humor thrown in as well. Stolen pigs, sheep stations and other swine trotting about. Oh yes...and there's a Christmas song as well.

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released September 19, 2016

All compositions by Steve Carr Clark.
All instrumentation by Steve Carr Clark.

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Steve Carr Clark Australia

Steve Carr Clark is a versatile artist whose talents encompass music, art and theatre. His musical styles include Art Rock, Progressive and Instrumental,with a strong emphasis on atmosphere and story telling.
Steve has released 15 albums and over 70 film clips. His latest album ‘More Things Stated' once again showcases his talents as a lyricist and songwriter.
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