Part 1 SWAMPFIRE Copyright 1991 Joel Pirard
Wake up in a dreamland, a bustling swampland mall
A cozy place that feels like home and yet there’s something wrong
A place of our imaginings, that beckons us inside
To share in life’s simplicity , and leave reality
Outside

So many friendly creatures, surrounding me right now
I know I don’t belong here but they will not let me out
So I will play the innocent and take on a disguise
And take my place in line to fool
The friendly watchful eyes

But my premature discovery raises rancor
By even the most gentle, reason fled
No time to waste in final desperation
Make an escape and the flying weights
Hit the LIZARD on the head

Where does the dreamer end
Where does the dream begin?
Where does the substance fade and the
Myth come rushing in?
We are all just aspects of the things that we create
Profane and sacred, good and evil
In the depths of love and hate.

Pursued to the waters edge, I draw my gun
They stop and gasp for such a thing is never done
I tell them that I meant no harm to any one, and that they must let me leave

They stand and watch helpless as I
Step into the boat
Cast of from their peaceful shore
A wayward soul afloat

Far from shore in another song
Where my dreamland starts to fade
The creatures watch me vanish, then
Turn and walk away…

BRIEF RETURN main musical themes copyright 1991 by John Curtin

When the Dreamer ends will he remember,
His return to this land, where things got out of hand
Will he remember, the mistake that was made
And the price that he paid, when the Dreamer ends…


The rope was placed around my neck through ignorance and fear
In my heart I find no room for malice or resentment
They do what they feel they must
They cannot know their reasons.
Perhaps its best to end it here, to put the strife to rest
Just before the final fall
A hand of understanding
Reaches up to where I stand
A gesture of compassion
But I worry what will come
Once the final panel fades
Death no longer a stranger here
How will the magic change?

When the Dreamer ends will he remember,
The tree upon the hill, the thoughts that made them kill
Will he remember the evil that was done
Witnessed by the setting sun
When the dreamer ends

He will remember.

JUGGERNAUT Copyright 1991 main musical themes by Jeff Kalmar & Joel Pirard

I remember
He has been here before now, and I am here again
A dark-masked man here by this fool’s façade
Call me OLD MAN JUGGS but I am really so much more
An innocence destroyer well you f***ed with the wrong mother

A LECTER Incognito, a maven of depravity
I will strike into your hearts and
Make you know MORTALITY
Cruel ghoul, murder maker
Soulless machine, life debaser
You who left your justice swinging at the end of a hangman’s rope

The first to die will be a sign
This memory that stains your lives
The tree there on your bloody hill
will know a different blood tonight
The DEACON and the BLIND MAN
Each will suffer like the other
This JUGGERNAUT will war tonight!

The SPINY friend will feel the spines
SHOPKEEPER with bloody eyes
Three SMALL BROTHERS nailed
Upon the wood
The MADAME and THE BITCH
Each will suffer like the other
This JUGGERNAUT will kill tonight!

Skin the LIZARD
Stuff the OWL
Let the dog have the bones
Crack the shell and slice the tender flesh!

Don’t think that you can stop me
The way you did before
Slap me and I’ll disappear
Behind my old familiar face
Terror in the shadow
Your cowards realization
You have met the ENEMY
And he is me!
HE IS ME!


PLAYING POSSUM Copyright 1991 main musical themes by Joel Pirard

Who am I?
What did I dream?
The JUGGERNAUT
Within me has stretched its legs enough
Playing Possum, Playing Mind Games
Its really harmless stuff
Who am I?
What was my dream? This fancy of another
Now given its release
It belongs to all of us
To believe in as we please!

Where does the Dreamer stop
And the Creation come to life?
Where are all the choices made between the dark sides and the light?
The facets of our inner selves. what is right and what is wrong
Hold the answers to the questions
That are asked within our song

If this Dreamer has offended
Think on this and all is mended
You can be the Dreamer too
And Dream the Dream that’s right for you

And Dream the Dream that’s right for you
And Dream the Dream that’s right for you

AND DREAM THE DREAM THAT’S RIGHT FOR YOU!