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The Velvet Devil

by Andrea Menard

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The Velvet Devil Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN The Velvet Devil's awakening, And crawling out of her cage. No more house-broken hound dog. The she-wolf’s found her stage. If you bring down the house. Focus the lights. Venerate, celebrate, revere her name She will let you be her shadow She's a devil, she is velvet She is sacrosanct, a mystery, She'll forever be that way The Velvet Devil is watching You really should be aware Her elemental persuasion Uses earth, fire, water, air If she howls at the moon Fall on your knees. Venerate, celebrate, revere her name She will let you be her shadow She's a devil, she is velvet She is sacrosanct, a mystery, She'll forever be that way At night, she will reveal, One symbol at a time And hold you under spell, the Velvet Devil sings in rhyme She's a devil, she is velvet She is sacrosanct, a mystery, She'll forever be that way
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Sonny Makes Me Sunny Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Sonny makes me sunny He makes the sky watch over me with hugs and kisses and warm weathered caresses He takes the blues out of grey skies Sonny makes me sunny When the world is overcast with fog and gloom, and darkened moon He lights my fire with candlelight (bridge) I can't see the limits of my world anymore My ceiling has been raised a million miles I've got vision like an eagle who can see A world of all potential. I can see. Sonny makes me sunny He seasons the seasons just right. (bridge) I can't see the limits of my world anymore My ceiling has been raised a million miles I've got vision like an eagle who can see A world of all potential. I can see. Sonny makes me sunny He is the first to see the rainbow when it’s raining. I will be waiting. A storm becomes a whisper then a storm again Oh, sunny Sonny, I love you so.
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If I Were a Man Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN If I were I man, I'd grow a moustache And make all my ladies wear high heels I would be the leader in every dance there is Every stubborn dancing queen would follow me. If I were a man, I could do anything Anything that I desired I'd be the "man" in mankind And the universal "he" I'd never go out on a limb because I'd be the tree If I were a man, I'd be in the boysclub I would be so masculine I'd conquer all the ladies With force or gallantry I'd hold you in my arms just so that you could hold me If I were a man, if I were a man I'd like to meet somebody like me If I were a man, I'd speak with authority I would be so eloquent My stacked vocabulary And my witty repartee Would win respect from all my peers, but never give me away If I were a man, I'd be a Cowboy I'd terrify you with my gun I'd be the cop in Cops and Robbers I'd be a demolition man If I blew up all my friends, I'd be the King of the Land If I were a man, if I were a man I'd want to meet somebody like me If I were a man, I could do anything Anything that I desired I'd be the "man" in mankind And the universal "he" Every door that once was shut would open for me If I were a man, if I were a man, I'd want to meet somebody like me
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The Radio 00:43
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Call My Name 03:24
Call My Name Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN Call my name. Did I hear you call my name? Did I hear a tap on the window to my soul? I know that sound. The ring of old, old times. Who is there? Please, call my name, again. Ooooh, is that you? Ooooh, is that you? Call my name. I heard you call my name. Who else knows my “open sesame” My secret password, the key to the darkest part of me? I know you. Please, call my name, again. Ooooh, is that you? Ooooh, is that you? Is that you? Please give me eyes to see. If that's you, Have you always been with me? Call my name. Did someone whisper my name? Did I hear the sound of promises from somewhere else? I am listening. I long to stay where I am known But I must go. Please, call my name, again. Ooooh, is that you? Ooooh, is that you? Ooooh, Ooooh,
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It’s In the Bag Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN You need a woman with style, a woman with class? A woman with a voice that’s bigger than her ass? That’s me. That’s mine. It’s in the bag! You need a woman charm, a woman with taste? A woman with breasts much bigger than her waist? Look at this. Look at these. It’s in the bag! It’s in the bag. This one is mine. I can sing. I can sing. It’s in the bag! You need a woman who fakes it, a woman who lies? A woman who hides her pain in big, fat smiles? That’s me. Look at me! It’s in the bag! You need a woman from Cosmo, a woman from Vogue? A woman who never, ever grows old? I can do it. It’s mine. It’s in the bag! I can wear make-up. I can shave my underarms. I can cross my long and lovely legs I can win you with my charms! (pause) Charms! It’s in the bag. This one is mine. I can sing. I can sing. It’s in the bag! Yeah, it’s in the bag. Uh huh, it’s in the bag
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Looking For a Mate Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN I’m lonely and looking for a mate Lonely and blue I am waiting for love to come my way Why won’t somebody love me? I’m lonely and looking for a mate. Somebody to Share my pillow and be my greatest friend. Where’s that real life fella? So… If you are out there please, let yourself be known. I have something to offer. I will be your velvet and yours alone. I’m lonely and looking for a mate. Lonely and blue I am velvet and soft as soft can be Will it ever be my turn? If only cupid could create The other one of two. My heart and his heart would never be alone, When will my wish come true? (8 bar tap dance - done very badly) So…If you are out there please, let yourself be known. I have something to offer. I will be your velvet and yours alone. I’m lonely and looking for a mate. Lonely and blue. I am waiting for love to come my way. Could my…. Could my…. Could my Could my love…could my love be you?
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Fly to You 01:14
Fly to You (I’m Coming) Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN I’m gonna fly to you. Gonna jump the miles between. I’m gonna fly. Fly, down the track. Smack. Into those arms. I’m coming, lover. Watch the evening sky. I’m coming, lover. You taught me how to fly. I’m gonna fly to you. Lead a highway parade. I’m gonna fly. Fly, over freeways. Always. On the move. I’m coming lover, watch the evening sky. I’m coming lover, you taught me how to fly.
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Like Everybody Else Written by Andrea Menard, arranged by Lee Kozak Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, SOCAN I thought that I was immune. I thought that I was tough. But now I find, I’m more inclined. To cry myself to sleep. I though that I was happy. I thought this feeling would last. But now I know that if you go. I’ll sit right here and weep. Cause pain hasn’t passed me by. Even though I thought it had. But now here at last, I’m knocked on my ass. Like everybody else. I thought that I was alone. I thought alone meant free. But something changed and rearranged, The solitude I keep. I hope that I’ll be happy. I hope this feeling won’t last. But now I know, my pain will go, If I just take that leap. Cause pain hasn’t passed me by. Even though I thought it had. But now here at last, I’m knocked on my ass. Like everybody else.
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Ouch 02:29
Ouch Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN Ouch. can't breathe. Ouch. go numb. Oh god, help me. Don't know what to do. Ouch. what's happening. Ouch. don't understand Oh god, someone Tell me what to do. Can't feel a thing. Feet, take me away. Please run away. You know what to do. You know what to do.
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Oh, Mama 03:22
Oh Mama Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN Oh, mama, can you hear me? Can I lay my burden down? Oh, mama, please be with me While I lay my burden down. Oh, mama, are you still with me? Please tell me what to do. Oh, mama, I need some answers. Need someone to tell my troubles to you. (bridge) Need someone to tell my troubles to Need someone to carry, carry me through Need someone to tell my troubles to Oh dear, old mama, I need you. Oh, mama, if you can hear me? Please tell me what I’m doing wrong? Oh, mama, I’m feeling so lonely. Need someone to hear my troubled song Oh, mama, mama, my troubled song, my troubled song Oh mama, oh mama
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The Halfbreed Blues Written by Andrea Menard Copyright 2000, Andrea Menard, SOCAN I was born the privileged skin and my eyes are light, light brown. You’d never know there’s Metis blood raging underground. Let me tell you a story about a revelation. It’s not the color of a nation that holds the nation’s pride. It’s imagination, it’s imagination inside. I was told that my skin would allow me to walk On the street where the people are free. So I left my soul in my loved ones hands And I turned my back and walked away. With my head held high in my high-heeled shoes, I could yell and scream and make my noise. Then one day I met a man, he looked like me And he had soft beaded skins upon his feet. Well he looked right through me with his weathered eyes And he asked me if I was free. He said, “Sister, sister”. He said, “Sister, don’t walk away.” I said, “Brother, brother”. I said, “Brother, don’t bother me today.” Well, he looked right through with those weathered eyes And he asked again if I was free. Damn rights I’m free. Of course I’m free. Oh yeah I’m free. I think I’m free. I hope I’m free. Oh, please, let me be free.
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The Mother Song Written by Andrea Menard Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, SOCAN I’ll be gone before the night falls. I’ll be gone before long. I’ll be gone before you waken, so I’ll leave you with my song. I shall never leave you. You will not be alone. I’ll stand by and watch you grow. You won’t see me. You won’t feel me. You will know when you hear my song. You must run to find the stillness. You must stand to lie down. Your courage will not fail you. You will find it in my song. I shall never leave you. You will not be alone. I’ll stand by and watch you grow. You won’t see me. You won’t feel me. You will know when you hear my song.
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Angel Wings 02:20
Angel Wings Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN Look at these shoulders. They’re strong. They’re made of steel. They have survived a fall from grace. I’ve been patient. I’ve only rung once. But the smile is falling from my face. How long do I have to wait for these Goddamn angel wings? Don’t lump me in with chickens that can’t get off the ground. Just pin that plume of glory to my back. I’ll fly higher than an eagle, faster than the speed of sound. I can’t go far without those goddamn angel wings. Yeah, I’m an angel. I’m a white-washed hallowed soul. There’s a space between my shoulders Where a brand new set of wings should go. Where are those angel wings. I’ve followed orders, done my time, flown in and out of battle zones. I believe I’ve earned my wings. Can’t you see I’m an angel, don’t need an airplane. Give me the real thing. A duck don’t need no boat. A hawk don’t need no shoes. A canary don’t need no singing lessons. And I don’t need no blues. I just need my angel wings. My Goddamn … I mean, gosh darn angel wings.
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Pinch to Grow an Inch Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN I'm a scream, I'm a hoot I'd go to my death in my birthday suit I'm a pinch to grow an inch I'm little bit lady and a little bit wench I am fine wine and a bottle of brew I’ll have my cake and I'll eat it too I'm a bump and I'm a grind I'm made of muscle but I use my mind "Oh, where's my supper?" You'll never hear me shout I'll sit here quiet until you bring it out I'm a blast from the past I'm always first but I'm good to the last I'm rhythm and I am rhyme I never come late but I'm never on time "I'm in trouble" You'll never hear me say I'm much too cautious I never lose my way. I'm a pinch to grow an inch I'm little bit Lady and a little bit Wench (Bridge) Don't hold me up. Or tie me down Don't shove me forward. Don't lie Or I'll be gone within the hour You've lost your chance, goodbye (Bridge) Don't hold me up. Or tie me down Don't shove me forward. Don't lie Or I'll be gone within the hour You've lost your chance, goodbye I'm a scream, I'm a hoot I'd go to my death in my birthday suit I'm a pinch to grow an inch I'm little bit Lady and a little bit Wench I'm a pinch to grow an inch I'm little bit Lady and a little bit Wench Lady and a little bit Wench
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Don’t Need a Devil Written by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh Copyright 1998, Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh, SOCAN You don't need a devil to sell your soul The soul's like an old, beat-up mutt. Fall over and play dead, or beg for a bone Your soul's an easy thing to lose. Don't go down to the crossroads, to sell your soul Walk in circles in your own backyard. Fly as high as you like with the chain on your leg Your soul will jump the fence on its own. You can blame it on the devil. But it's not the devil's fault. People put themselves through hell. You can blame it on the devil. But he's really not to blame People do it all by themselves You don't need a devil to sell your soul. Corruption is everywhere you breathe. The air is choking with, the sweat of dog-eat-dog. Your soul is dripping down your chin. You can blame it on the devil. But it's not the devil's fault. People put themselves through hell. You can blame it on the devil. But he's really not to blame People do it all by themselves. You can blame it on the devil. You can blame it on the devil. You can blame it on the devil. But he's really not to blame People do it all by themselves.

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Menard's debut CD features original jazz songs from her one-woman musical stage play, The Velvet Devil, about a Metis singer from the 1940s who runs away from her people and her past to become a star in the big city. The music is featured in the film adaptation of the play, which was made for CBC (WestWind Pictures).

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released September 11, 2002

Written by Andrea Menard, Robert Walsh (SOCAN)
Produced by Anthony Rozankovic
© Velvet & Hawk Productions

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Andrea Menard Vancouver, British Columbia

Andrea Menard is a powerhouse performer who bridges cultural and language boundaries by speaking from her heart. With 3 award-winning cds and 2 tv specials under her belt, this charismatic Métis songstress has created life-long fans with her songs, her stories, and her message of hope. Andrea's new album, Lift, which is a collection of uplifting songs about joy and beauty, launches in May 2014. ... more

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