Paul Korda Writing

CO2
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
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As time grows late, Olympians focus the world’s attention
As Russia invades and NATO sets up a naval blockade.
Control by a few, who rule the world’s population
Who decides if you will face their weapons of mass manipulation

All we have gained for the sake of civilization
Could be in vain should gasoline mean our annihilation
Has the world gone insane?
Has CO2 affected our brains?

In these extremes, conspiracies breed like wildfires burning
Who sows these seeds that prey upon our need for learning
That lead to grief, through national, racial and religious deceptions
That harms our need, to get along and live in peace.

As robots arrange, we become afraid of our own decisions
Our lives enslaved to the price at the pump and nuclear fission.
Has the world gone insane?
Has CO2 affected our brains?

On the brink of war, what for?
No-one knows or really cares
So drink up your beer, have no fear
If there’s no future, we’ll get out of here.

Stay calm my child, ignore all the adult complication
You’ll realize that they are venting their frustrations
They can’t decide how to control the oncoming dangers
Because their lives are being run by total strangers

All we have gained for the sake of civilization
Could be in vain should gasoline mean our annihilation
Has the world gone insane?
Has CO2 affected our brains?

Beyond Your Wildest Dreams
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
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You wonder how you can keep going
The cost is rising for you to keep growing
The future is beyond your knowing
You're being carried by the wind

Like money, value's deprecated
Self worth's being underinflated
It's cheapened by being overstated
Like a girl who bares everything

Then a call comes from beyond your wildest dreams
Makes you realize nothing's what it seems
The mechanisms of your soul, screams lose all control
And let yourself be guided from beyond your wildest dreams.

You want instant gratification
To relieve your deep frustration
You let all your impatience
Draw the gun upon yourself.

If you'd grown through education
You'd know it's not the money or station
It's what you've learned through situation
That's the only wealth.

Underhanded
   (Paul Korda)
    © Paul Korda Music
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I know you can be extreme, subtly controlling others dreams
You let them think you are their friend, while you make them on you depend
Underhanded

Wounded, but I am still standing
I wonder when you'll stop being underhanded
All you ever do is take, whatever I create
Then make me your excuse,
To say you're right to abuse
Underhanded

I really wish you well,
You live in your private hell
I wish you would come alive
From being locked up inside
It made you underhanded

Wounded, but I am still standing,
I wonder when you'll stop being underhanded
All you ever did was fake
Like a cheap trick on the make
Now nothing for you's complete
Until you have yourself the victory
Underhanded, underhanded

Wounded, but I am still standing
I wonder when you'll stop being underhanded.......

Seeds of Situation
(Paul Korda)
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If I would know and only sow
The seeds of situation that only grow
Of no decay, overstated ways
And expression is as clear as day.

For Love to free all the hate
And time would mean never being late
And purpose would be being kind
So we all could share our minds

To place in trust for us to care,
Not held hostage or living in fear
If I would know and only sow
Seeds of situation that only grow

The seeds of situation
Born from the seeds of situation
From the seeds of situation

If I was a river that only flows
Finding places I'm meant to go
Giving life through H20
To the seeds that want to grow

What could be more simpler than
Until the coming of the rains
And my banks I overflow
And someone drowns in my undertow

From the seeds of situation
Born from the seeds of situation
From the seeds of situation

As you face the great unknown
From a life that runs on your home loan
A routine that the bills are paid
As long as things stay just the same

Yet deep beneath the passageway
Your thought sees the light of day
An echo of your inner ways
The seeds of situation play

The seeds of situation
Born from the seeds of situation
The seeds of situation........

Worldwide Attention
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
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On the internet, he gets attention to himself
She wears a push up, low cut and a garter belt.
They're screenplay writers who want to share the wealth
They're a corporation, who says it cares for your health.

They all want worldwide attention
They say "look at me, we can be bigger than ourselves".
It's all worldwide attention
To fill your mind' take your time
Make you think there's no-one else.

That age old need for love and attention
Where will it lead if everyone wants worldwide attention.

He's a president who tells you up is really down
So you forget to remember who is the clown
The taller the story the more time you give
For worldwide attention they all want to live

They all want worldwide attention
They say "look at me, we can be bigger than ourselves".
It's all worldwide attention
To fill your mind' take your time
Make you think there's no-one else.

That age old need for love and affection
Where will it lead if everyone wants worldwide attention.

Chris Spedding played on the first album Paul Korda recorded entitled "Passing Stranger'' .

     Here is Chris Spedding recording for the "Seeds" album.
         Outside of Chris' solo career, he plays guitar for Roxy Music.
Check out Kimberly J. Bright's biographical book about Chris Spedding entitled "Reluctant Guitar Hero" .

Chris Spedding plays on "The Language of Love" and Underhanded".
Alan J. Kroll plays saxophone on the CD.
Matt Beal plays guitar on "I Wait for You"
Jeremy Upton plays guitar on "Beyond Your Wildest Dreams"