Ryders of the Sun featuring Simon David Jr. & Summer Lyrics written by Richard David Pasquarella

[Chorus] Sleeping with the enemy Believe all they say Sleeping with the enemy

[Verse]

Hello Fräulein

Let your Light...Shine

You've always....been mine

You've always had a story..to tell

And now it's time for ours, as well

We met when we were teens at the shore

So much life to explore

I lost my way for a little while

But I found my way back to that smile

And in the mean...while, I began to compile

A list of all the things about our love

That were so fragile

And I began to free-style

A letter to you, but all I could write was

"it's been a while"

And then the pen ran out of ink,

And the next one too

I started to believe

The universe didn't want me to write you

And kept throwing me clues

And then it gave me the flu

The AVIAN FLU

And kept me from writing to you

For a week or two

And my love just grew, even larger for you

And then my nephew, and his crew

Said they talked to you

And they even had a letter, from you

For me too

And it was just not what I needed, to hear

From you.....

[Her Verse]

Hello David...it's been a while

I have so much to tell you..I could talk for miles

I feel like I'm in exile, from true love, and on trial.

Banned from walking down the aisle...and in denial

I Can even remember how to smile, so futile

And I loave my new hairstyle,

Going to take a while

To grow in, Again. It was so juvenile

But sometimes I just become

So volatile, unable to reconcile with the rank and file

At my domocile. And especially

My Dehr froynt. My boyfriend Wilhelm.

I really really love him. Til the end.

And David, thank you..

YOUR Such a good friend.

I hope you don't mind that I vent.

You see I have no friends.

Except Wilhelm

[Verse]

Fräulein...please stop

[the music stops]

Your killing me, and my anxiety,

Has got the best of me

And it just might affect my sobriety,

So stop speaking with such impropriety

And I'll put all this behind me

Never again to speak his name,

You know Wilhelm

The man at the helm of your destiny

By your decree

I'm sorry I have no apathy

For your absentee appointee

How long til your on court tv a divorcee?

Found guilty of foolishly wasting your true love, me

And being sued for injury and currency and custody

When all you had to do was have a little clarity

But you chose perjury with the jury, such a tragedy

Such an uncertain trajectory

A public enemy with no self-Identity

Except "Wilhelm's Girl" or Fräulein

You see

[Chorus] Sleeping with the enemy Believe all they say Sleeping with the enemy

Sleeping with the enemy Believe all they say Sleeping with the enemy

The Cold Breeze Featuring Simon David Jr. Lyrics by Richard David Pasquarella

[Chorus] Have you ever felt the.... cold breeze I think I've always known that she's Not so good for me But I love her anyway And don't try to stop me I know what's good for me Just you try and stop me

[Verse] Do you ever dream of the sun during the night sky and of its eventual return Have you ever felt like it's all done like it's over Despite a vicious cross-over And a double dribble called carelessly By that obviously bias
Referee The one with the bum knee

Who is following me, following me All over the court you see Calling fouls and technical fouls All over the Eastern sea Don't you see? Or are you just done with me, done with me Oh, oh ,oh Foul on him, foul on her, foul on me I'll ropa-dope-ya til you just can't see Back and forth, back and forth And now a fading three Nothing but net for as long as the eyes can see Now that's chivalry And a cold breeze

[Chorus] Have you ever felt the cold breeze I think I've always known that she's The one for me Have you ever felt the.... cold breeze... You'll never take the ball, from me But you can take the games With thee

[Verse] Do you ever dream of the moon The way it shined bright on the honeymoon But now the honeymoon's over As the drone's fly over Shining that light, following me, following me As I pass over, and commit another unforced turnover As I hear the crowd turn on me, turn on me Due to my vicious hangover, that has now spilt over Into my performance says the color man, on the voiceover He say "He tried the double steal, double steal" "Now he been caught stealing, twice, on the same play!!" "That's so unreal, surreal, not Ideal, what an ordeal" "He must not be getting his four-square meals, per day" "Now he's stealing home, on the play, it's gonna be close, ya say" "I don't think so Bob, he going to be out by a mile" says the play by play On his final at bat, he going to try for that inside the park Not sure how that will work “He ain't got it out the infield yet on this network.” And then comes a sight you ain't never seen Fouls it back off the catcher's neck, catcher’s neck Now it flying toward the upper deck Is it fair? Is it foul? The ump don't know, he ain't never seen it before It's got to be a technical foul But he's rounding the bases waving a towel, as the crowd growls, and howls The striped men in a huddle, so befuddled And then the one with the finger waving in a circle And this is before replay, before ring doorbells and mass surveillance of all we say So, he going to touch all those bases you say And that's all I have to say About that