Repetition. Indecision. Need for change. These are prominent themes in this one, written way back in 1999. To prove a point? The lyrics have teetered between “in the mood for a revolution” and “…for a new confusion” ever since. (“Revolution” won. For now.) Peter’s catchy, circular guitar adds the perfect complement: it keeps rushing forward in a flurry, always arriving right back where it started. CK

Photo by Adrienne Guthrie

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CREDITS:

Words & music by Craig Konyu
Recorded & produced by Peter Buck
Released February 1, 2014

The vocals: Craig Konyu
The acoustic: Craig Konyu
The electric: Peter Buck
The keys: Peter Buck
The shaker: Peter Buck
The tambourine: Craig Konyu, Peter Buck
The handclaps: Craig Konyu, Peter Buck

LYRICS:

Pretty pigeon on a fence post.
Waiting for the sun to rise.
Chain-linked offers—why the bother?
Crack before they reach the sky.

Get up. Get up. Get up—and get the self moving.
Oh, yeah, I’m in the mood for a revolution.

Ball of beeswax stinging plenty.
Mob rules fast unravelling.
Loneliness—that dead-end guess?
Is growing old in honey dreams.

Get up. Get up. Get up—and get the self moving.
Oh, yeah, I’m in the mood for a revolution.

Turn around.
The wind is whispering my name.
It’s all the buzz.
It’s all the same.

Gardens grow eyes, ears and hearts.
Kill the noise and live to find.
The papers scorn—while bodies warm?
The sun does hurt if it does shine.

Get up. Get up. Get up—and get the self moving.
Oh, yeah, I’m in the mood for a revolution.

Get up. Get up. Get up—and get the self moving.
Oh, yeah, I’m in the mood for a revolution.

Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up.
Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up.

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