LYRICS + CREDITS

The Salzburg Revolution (front cover)

for The Salzburg Revolution

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Mike Ofca at Innovation Studios in Steubenville, Ohio. Produced by Mike Ofca and Kevin Heider.

Album artwork + design by Fran Heider and Kevin Heider.

All songs [except Pachelbel’s “Canon”] written by Kevin Heider (SESAC).

© Copyright 2010 by Kevin Heider

The Salzburg Revolution (back cover)


1. Intro: Book Mountain

Kevin Heider: acoustic guitars 1 & 2, beard, djembe, piano
Chris Madden: clearing of the throat

(instrumental)


2. Sha La La (The Peace and Harmony Song)

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitars 1 & 2, djembe, Montreal Steak Seasoning, tambourine, back-up vocals
The Madden Sisters (Monica, Marissa, Bernadette, and Claire): back-up vocals
Mike Ofca: bass guitar

Lyrics: I never write a song that doesn’t mean anything. But if that’s what it’s gonna take for me to bring peace and harmony to a world so clearly stuck on relativity, and I’m speaking, morally, then I guess there’s just one thing I can sing that won’t offend anyone, and that’s “sha la la….” First, I compose the music. Then I construct a melody. Then I write down my thoughts, but sometimes I wonder if they’re gonna spark controversy. We’ve got Jesus, joy, hope, life, and love. We’ve got violence, death, sin, war, and fear. But if there ever was a song that everyone could sing together, well, I’ve got it right here. Because we don’t have to sing words that mean anything, that might make us disagree. It’s an admittedly ignorant peace and harmony, but at least we all can sing along with sha la la. If you choose to listen on to the rest of these songs, be forewarned that before long you might not like what I’ve got to say. But at least you can sing along with this one. Sha la la….


3. Brothers

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitars 1, 2, & 3, harmonica, djembe

Lyrics: Fire in the sky, who do you think am I? I’m not the one who’s up and surely and gonna die. My brother’s got a gun. He wants to kill someone. He wants to kill my other brother, our Father’s other son here. As bullets rip the sky, I can’t help wonder why my brother with the gun wants the other one to die. As bullets rip the sky, I can’t help wonder why my brother with the gun wants the other one to die. Who is the infidel?  Who is the infidel? My brother’s got a gun. He wants to kill someone. He wants to kill my other brother, our Father’s other son. He doesn’t want his face living in his living space. He wants to end his life, he wants to end his race for good. As bullets rip the sky, I can’t help wonder why my brother with the gun wants the other one to die. As bullets rip the sky, I can’t help wonder why my brother with the gun wants the other one to die. Who is the infidel?  Who is the infidel? Who is the infidel? Who is the infidel? As bullets rip the sky, I can’t help wonder why my brother with the gun wants the other one to die. Amidst this fratricide, Father, hear Your people. Send us what You will. Won’t You deliver us from evil? Amidst this fratricide, Father, hear Your people. Please, send us what You will. Won’t You deliver us from evil?


4. Eyes Wide Open

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar, mandolin
Mike Ofca: organ

Lyrics: If I were lonely and I were blind, where, oh, where would I go to find life? Would I say “David’s Son, would you be so kind as to spit in some mud and put it in my eyes?” In this world of good intentions that pave the road to, no, I won’t mention where, I need to take my fears and bleed them dry ’cause I can’t see clearly when I try to care. How can I climb Your ladder up when Your blood’s still in the cup? How can I love my neighbor home when I’m still so blind and alone? In a world far from disaster-free, full of our man-made catastrophes, we’re here searching for the joy found in the pain, but this little boy has gone insane searching. And now at 1 a.m. on a freezer door, this artist sits where he’s sat before trying, trying to write a song about sorting all our problems out when he’s part of them. How can he climb Your ladder up when Your blood’s still in the cup? How can he love his neighbor home when he’s still so blind and alone? In this world of good intentions that pave the road to, no, I won’t mention where, I pray “Jesus, would you be so kind as to spit in some mud and put it in my eyes.” Because I can’t climb Your ladder up if I don’t drink what’s in the cup. And I can’t love my neighbor home if I’m still so blind and alone, which I am. I’m blind and alone.


5. Chiara

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, drums, sticks
Mike Ofca: organ/ synth pad, electric guitar, bass guitar, drums

Lyrics: Chiara, you heard God talking to you through me like He likes to do. The words that you heard, the words I spoke to you made you fall in love with Jesus. Oh, oh….Oh, oh….Oh, poor woman, beautiful woman, won’t you be my sister? Oh, poor woman, beautiful woman, won’t you be my sister in love? You saw me. You heard me. You fell in love with who I want to be like. Oh, poor woman, beautiful woman, won’t you be my sister in love? Oh, oh….Oh, oh….Chiara, won’t you be my sister in love? Chiara, won’t you be my sister in love? Oh, oh….Oh, oh….


6. In This 23rd Beautiful Year

Kevin Heider: piano

(instrumental)


7. God in Austria

Kevin Heider: vocals, piano, acoustic guitars 1 & 2, drums, pizzicato
Mike Ofca: electric guitar, strings, bass guitar, drums
Dan Bozek: bass guitar

Lyrics: I climbed a mountain and I wrote my name in a book. I wandered every which way in the nighttime. I heard Mozart where Mozart first played, and I started a revolution. I saw the ground where the faithful before me fell, rested my head on a rock in a cave in the woods where I went looking for You. I sang aloud for the glory of the Son where His mother had come to say ‘hello.’ And then I saw where Your holy water falls. I felt the bullets in the broken walls. I spoke to St. Peter and he spoke back. I stood on top of the dust of the throne of a king, oh, oh. You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find. I saw the cell where Max showed his enemies love. I walked the tracks leading to the innocents’ grave. I prayed that mercy would flood every heart of man. I took a bus all the way across El Pais, a cable car to a city up on a hill. I rode a train to the five lands along the coast, oh, oh….I fell down on my knees to walk up Your steps. I saw Your crib and the beds where the children slept, and the hole that the devil left when he fled, oh, oh….You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find. You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find. And now I know I can’t compare finding God in Austria. No, I know I won’t forget finding God in Austria, God in Austria. Oh, oh….You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find.


8. O Life

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar

Lyrics: O life, is such a funny, funny thing. Nothing ever turns out quite like you thought it would. But there in the cracks of your confidence, in the beautiful uncertainty, that’s where God waits for you. O life, is such a funny, funny word. Even when you’re standing far from the flames, sometimes you still get burned. Well, maybe that pain is a part of the mystery that wants to teach you to love. Maybe that’s where God waits for you. You spend so much time just trying to stay afloat. But really what’s the point when you’re drifting on a paper boat? Why don’t you lower your defenses and throw your arms in the air and fall down on your knees? ‘Cause that’s where God waits for you. O life, is such a funny, funny thing. Nothing ever turns out quite like you thought it would. O life! O life! O life! O God! O life! O life! O life! O God!


9. O Maria

Kevin Heider: vocals, piano, acoustic guitars 1 & 2, drums
Mike Ofca: bass guitar, drums

Lyrics: Little girl, God has a message. There’s something He wants you to know. I put it in a glass from New Orleans, and it says that you are loved whether it feels that way or not. I’ve been in similar situations, but nothing quite like the one you’re in. I think about you all the time, and I think God wants you to know that you are loved whether it feels that way or not. You are loved. All you ever wanted was somebody that you could need. I know how bad it hurts when love feels like a one-way street. I bet your confidence is shattered. You’re probably going out of your mind. I know it doesn’t seem so, but everything will be alright, alright, alright in time. If you’re gonna make it, you’re not gonna make it alone. If you’re gonna make it, you’re not gonna make it alone, alone, alone. If you’re gonna make it, you’re not gonna make it alone, alone, alone, alone. If you’re gonna make it, you’re not gonna make it alone, alone, alone, alone….O Maria, I have never been where you are now, but I can see it isn’t easy. Just be a good girl. Don’t forget to say your prayers at night, and everything will be alright in time. You will come to see that you are loved in time.


10. Carry Me

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, drums, snare, glockenspiel, shaker, back-up vocals
Mike Ofca: electric guitar, bass guitar, drums

Lyrics: Waves crash down inside my head. Slowly, I fall down again. I just cannot seem to get on my feet and stand. As I stumble to my knees, I need someone to comfort me. And looking down I only see two prints in the sand, in the sand. So sweet Lord, come to me ’cause I can barely see. I need someone who cares to carry me, to carry me. As I stumble to my knees, I need someone to carry me. And looking up I see Your hand reaching down for mine, oh yeah. So sweet Lord, come to me ’cause I can barely see. I need someone who cares to carry me, to carry me. I have so many questions, but deep inside of my mind, I know when I feel alone, You are right there by my side. So sweet Lord, come to me ’cause I can barely see. I need someone who cares to carry me, to carry me, to carry me.


11. Little Child, Dont Cry

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar, Montreal Steak Seasoning, guitar 2

Lyrics: Everyone demands perfection, sometimes it seems to you, little child. But you just wanna be loved, you just wanna be loved. You just wanna be seen as you’re seen in our Father’s eyes, our Father’s eyes. Nobody understands how you feel. You think you’re all alone in this wasteland. But you just wanna be loved, you just wanna be loved. Don’t run away, just run right into our Father’s hands, our Father’s hands. Little children, don’t you worry about your little broken hearts. If you wanna be loved, if you wanna be loved, then just jump right into our Father’s arms, our Father’s arms. Little child, don’t cry. Everything will be just like it never happened. Try to be patient. You’ll be fine. These things, they take a little time. Just give it some time. Just give it some time. Just give it some time. Don’t grow up too fast. Don’t grow up too fast. Don’t grow up too fast. Don’t grow up too fast.


12. Annie of the Sea

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar, mandolin, djembe, shaker, tambourine, whistling
Mike Ofca: electric guitar, back-up vocals
Katie Herrmann: back-up vocals
Lenore Healy: back-up vocals

Lyrics: She goes walking along every day alone, way down by the water, looking for her own peace of mind and sunshine, crabs and colored shells. She loves the sea so much it’s in her name. ‘Cause she’s Annie of the Sea/see her walking on the seashore, gathering her seashells. She’s Annie of the Sea. She goes swimming along. All the fishes know her name. The tortoise and the dolphin, she loves them all the same. And if I were a merman, I’d make her my mergirl. And we would start our own underwater world. ‘Cause she’s Annie of the Sea/see her walking on the seashore, gathering her seashells. She’s Annie of the Sea. Cause she’s Annie of the Sea/see her walking on the seashore, gathering her seashells. She’s Annie of the Sea.


13. The Salzburg Revolution

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitar1 & 2, mandolin, Montreal Steak Seasoning (and other shakers), tambourine, vibra-slap (or whatever its called)
Josh Spears: violin
Patrick Mansfield: djembe
Chris Simmons: piano
Brittany Brown: back-up vocals
The Mob: Bobby Balzarini, Lynette Gallo, Michael Gossett, Jackie Grifka, Natalie Grifka, Lizzie Hadro, Michael Hadro, Andrew Hashbarger, Lenore Healy, Kevin Heider, Katie Herrmann, Ryan Keogler, Bernadette Madden, Chris Madden, Claire Madden, Marissa Madden, Teresa Madden, Patrick Mansfield, Kathleen Mason, Paul Mooney, P.T. Mooney, John Mundell, Mike Ofca, Gina Pagano, Jess Pankus, Kenny Poulin, Rachel Ramey, Ian Robert, Chris Simmons, Josh Spears, Tim Sutter, Dan Ulishney, Max Walker, Martin Watjen, Ben Weber

Lyrics: Sit back, if you please, and I will tell you of a tale about events in recent past, about three Criminals. Well, they went marching through the streets of Salzburg late one night, playing as they went their way, playing for their right to play. The Polezei were far away on the other side of town. They did not know that hundreds of people had gathered ’round. The people wanted music. They longed to sing and dance. They wanted a revolution, and tonight they had their chance to play. Well, they played long into the night, and how the people grew in number and in passion! Their time had come, they knew. They took up arms and stood their ground. Each vowed not to flee in the Salzburg Revolution begun by the Criminals Three. And they played and they played. La da da da….Oh, oh, oh….The Polezei thought that their troubles all were gone, but they soon received a warning that a battle now raged on. They mounted on their trusty steeds and rode off in the night to crush the Revolution, to silence rebel cries. The Polezei did arrive and they were so alarmed at the sight of all the people standing tall in arms. “Rednecks!” yelled the Polezei. “We don’t like your kind ’round here!” So the Criminals fled to the Augustiner and drank some victory beer(s). And they played and they played. La da da da….Oh, oh, oh….Well, that was the night the Revolution began and quickly ceased. They say that if you listen very closely to the trees, at night you can still hear the music, and in your mind you dream of the Salzburg Revolution begun by the Criminals Three. And they played and they played. La da da da….Oh, oh….Viva la mit was!


14. Outro: Pachelbels Canon Medley

Kevin Heider: piano, acoustic guitar, harmonica

(instrumental)


15. In This 23rd Beautiful Year [Bonus Track]

Kevin Heider: vocals, acoustic guitars 1 & 2

Lyrics: Sometimes there are no words, no modes of reason, no adequate expressions to describe this awkward season of my life. 22 years have gone. 22 beautiful years completely changed direction in the blink of an eye and brought me here. At this four-way crossing there ain’t no lights or signs. I can see for miles, but I have no idea what waits for me. In this 23rd beautiful year, I don’t know what to expect, but I feel like its gonna be the greatest adventure yet of my life. Sometimes there are no words, no modes of reason, no adequate expressions to describe this awkward season, this greatest adventure yet, this 23rd beautiful year of my life….of my life….of my life….of my life.


16. God in Austria (Live) [Bonus Track]

Kevin Heider: vocals, piano

Lyrics: I climbed a mountain and I wrote my name in a book. I wandered every which way in the nighttime. I heard Mozart where Mozart first played, and I started a revolution. I saw the ground where the faithful before me fell, rested my head on a rock in a cave in the woods where I went looking for You. I sang aloud for the glory of the Son where His mother had come to say ‘hello.’ And then I saw where Your holy water falls. I felt the bullets in the broken walls. I spoke to St. Peter and he spoke back. I stood on top of the dust of the throne of a king, oh, oh. You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find. I saw the cell where Max showed his enemies love. I walked the tracks leading to the innocents’ grave. I prayed that mercy would flood every heart of man. I took a bus all the way across El Pais, a cable car to a city up on a hill. I rode a train to the five lands along the coast, oh, oh….I fell down on my knees to walk up Your steps. I saw Your crib and the beds where the children slept, and the hole that the devil left when he fled, oh, oh….You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find. You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find. And now I know I can’t compare finding God in Austria. No, I know I won’t forget finding God in Austria, God in Austria. Oh, oh….You were the first One. You were the last One. You were the only One I wanted to find. I waited for You. I looked everywhere. You were the only One I wanted to find.


© Copyright 2010 by Kevin Heider | SESAC