From the recording The Collector
One of the few songs in existence that mentions gallstones...and that's as it should be.
Lyrics by Che Prasad
Music by Che Prasad and Mikie Lee Prasad
Che Prasad: Guitar, banjo, ukulele, vocals
Mikie Lee Prasad: Guitar, mandolin, piano, vocals
Kaveh Rastegar: Bass
Michael Urbano: Drums and Percussion
Kiyoko McCrae: backing vocals
Cover art: Ken Jacobs and Adam Koford
Lyrics
The Collector
Take a look around
I’ve got it all
From sitars, to guitars
A concertina I can’t play at all
My Mamas gallstones
There on the shelf
You might say “No way”
But go and ask her for yourself
A collection on display
A treasure trove of things I love
Things from now to yesterday
Take a look but please don’t touch
Now go away, you’ve seen too much
A makeshift alter
For my namesake’s past
A Cuban cigar, beret with a star
All that’s left of this iconoclast
Vintage figures
From days gone by
Ask who I am? Boy or a man?
Come closer and take a look inside
A collection on display
A treasure trove of things I love
Things from now to yesterday
Take a look but please don’t touch
Now go away, you’ve seen too much
What makes the cut?
What’s hidden away?
As I forget
They’ll remind me some day
Which ones are real?
Which ones are fake?
Some I steal
The rest I make
A collection on display
A treasure trove of things I love
Things from now to yesterday
Take a look but please don’t touch
Now go away, you’ve seen too much