The Velvet Devil

by Andrea Menard

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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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Track Name: The Velvet Devil
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
Track Name: Sonny Makes Me Sunny
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.
Track Name: If I Were A Man
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
Track Name: Call My Name
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,
Track Name: It's In the Bag
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
Track Name: Looking for a Mate
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?
Track Name: Fly to You
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.
Track Name: Like Everybody Else
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.
Track Name: Ouch
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.
Track Name: Oh, Mama
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
Track Name: Halfbreed Blues
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.
Track Name: The Mother Song
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.
Track Name: Angel Wings
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.
Track Name: Pinch to Grow an Inch
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
Track Name: Don't Need a Devil
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.