We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

The Visitors

by Meryl Leppard

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    All tracks have lyric sheets and liner notes.
    There is a bonus track if you purchase the whole disc.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $18 AUD  or more

     

1.
The Gods of New York. Meryl Leppard c. 2010 The Gods of New York Are sitting in towers Deciding their latest decrees Bending the rules With the stroke of a pen That could bring this whole town to its knees I'm up in Harlem On 152nd street Star of my own passion play Snowbound and broke I don't get the joke Alone on Saint Valentine's day The Gods of New York Are planning a coup A bloodless but deathly war The moguls of Wall Street Are giddy with greed As they fondle their ships at the shore My own prince of Harlem Is scratching for dimes Leading his troupes to the fray I'm starring on Broadway And 152nd Alone on Saint Valentine's Day The man of the hour Is waving to fans As he dances his wife round the floor Spinning that rhetoric With dazzling grace Protected by marksmen galore The crowd licks its lips With a frenzied desire Imagining these two at play He'd give her the world Well, a country at least On a plate on Saint Valentine's Day The Gods of New York Are speaking in tongues Of the deals they plan to accrue Whilst ordering trinkets From Cartier on Fifth For their wives and their mistresses too I'm here in Harlem On 152nd Street Heart-struck with dreams gone astray No flowers or balloons Or elegant tunes Sung for me On Saint Valentine's Day Saint Valentine's Day Valentine
2.
Pentagon 04:31
Walking the Halls of the Pentagon. Meryl Leppard. c. 2015 (written for Commander Robert O. Dean) Walking the halls of the Pentagon Is a blue-eyed tall blonde I've been told and I'll make it clear She's not from here You know we might meet The Anunnaki You know we might greet The Anunnaki Walking the halls of the Pentagon Is an attache from Orion He'll do his job then he'll disappear Cause he's not from here You know we might meet The Anunnaki You know we might greet The Anunnaki But it's no good asking anyone Who doesn't have a "need to know" That excludes the President He's just a figurehead for show A leader must be eloquent and handsome To secure the vote Someone of note A fancy dancer! Walking the halls of the Pentagon Is a suit from Aldebaran He's adapted to the atmosphere But he's not from here You know we might meet The Anunnaki You know we might greet The Anunnaki But it's no good asking anyone Who doesn't have a "need to know" So just enjoy the theatre Of another dog and pony show Eisenhower said it in his warning Back in sixty-one Beware the gun And those fancy dancers, Yeah! Walking the halls of the Pentagon Is a blue-eyed tall blonde But I've been told and they made it clear She's not from here Commander Dean spread the word The biggest story that you have heard If you listen if you lend an ear He'll tell ya She's not from here No no no He's not from here No no no They're not from here.
3.
The Visitors 06:27
The Visitors. Meryl Leppard. 6th August 2015 Underneath the canopy of paper barks and stars We saw the Min-Min* dancing up a storm Watching from a distance, hid behind the Coolabahs Witnessing the ritual they perform When "Stone the crows" old Joey said, "Did you see that my friend? A silver disc just dove into the sea! I remember many times when I was just a kid They took me in the night, despite my plea. Have they come back Come back, come back Come back, come back For me?" Speaking in a whisper so that I could hardly hear He said "they have some business to arrange" My old friend was shaking with memory and fear Recalling parts of childhood that were strange When "Stone the crows" old Joey said "They must know where I am. I could never hide from them before. And though it's been so many years I swear to you Goddamn, I'd really like to even out the score If they've come back Come back, come back Come back, come back For me." Just then the silver disc rose Out of the inky black sea It was hovering high Lighting the sky That's all that I Remember of The Visitors The Visitors The Visitors The Visitors. Seven hours later and several k's north east A very tired companion stumbled in Raving like a lunatic, his ramblings wouldn't cease As if he'd been on smoke-weed or on gin And "Stone the crows" old Joey said, "Have I a tale to tell! Those buggars took me underneath the sea! They've built a secret hide-away where mythic creatures dwell I don't know what Spacemen want with me When they come back Come back, come back Come back I saw that silver disc rise Out of the inky black sea It was hovering high lighting the sky That's all that I Remember of The Visitors The Visitors The Visitors The Visitors. *Min-Min are Aboriginal Spirit lights.
4.
Tin Foil Hat 04:35
Tin Foil Hat. Meryl Leppard c. July 2015. In the middle of a dream They will come for you And take you away To their ship in the sky No-one will be there To comfort you You never know when And you never know why And no-one will believe you If you try to explain where you've been But the man in the Tin Foil Hat Understands some of that He's working away On a cure of his own The man in the Tin Foil Hat Hasn't got time to chat He's stitching away Stitching alone Everybody knows There's no aliens Grey little men With scary black eyes Keep it to yourself If they come for you You're just a pawn In their theatre of lies And no-one will believe you If you try to explain Where you've been But the man in the Tin Foil hat Understands some of that He's working away On a cure of his own The man in the Tin Foil Hat Hasn't got time to chat He's stitching away Stitching alone Look at him working all night like Father Mackenzie was darning his socks Determined to save every soul he can Eleanor Rigby had one kind of madness Her problems were earthly The pain and the sadness And picking up rice in a church can't compare With being transported right into the air. The man in the Tin Foil hat Understands some of that He's working away On a cure of his own The man in the Tin Foil Hat Hasn't got time to chat He's stitching away Stitching alone
5.
MINERVA 05:04
MINERVA. Meryl Leppard c. July 2015 MINERVA Talks to me She tells me what she needs She's a Biological entity Of some heroic deeds I slip into the console We prepare to meet our mark Heading into Hyperspace! MINERVA Sings to me She hums a secret song A siren She is for me I have to sing along She wraps herself around me And we're joining mind to mind Heading into Hyperspace! I don't want to go home When I'm with MINERVA All I want is to roam With Missy MINERVA We're ticking like a sleek metronome Me and MINERVA. MINERVA Whispers That she loves me all the time We're as Close as man and ship can be She really blows my mind Together we fly missions To the galaxies beyond Heading into Hyperspace! I don't want to go home When I'm with MINERVA All I want is to roam With Missy MINERVA We're ticking like a sleek metronome Me and MINERVA. She's got her maneuvers down to the finest art Look at her climb She can spin on a dime Then get a re-fuel from the stars Trouble ahead See her leave it for dead Then you can hear laughter Echoing after That sneaky little shape-shifter I don't wanna go home When I'm with MINERVA All I want is to roam With my Missy MINERVA We're ticking like a sleek metronome Me and MINERVA Heading into Hyperspace! Hyperspace! Hyperspace! Hyperspace!
6.
Far Side of the Moon. Meryl Leppard c. July 2015 What if the moon The silly old moon One that we gaze upon Was not what it seems This light of our dreams Silvery disc of song What if the moon Had secrets of her own forever? What if she harboured Some from afar Some who aren't quite like us Would we be mad Would there be tears Say, would we make a fuss What if the moon Had doings of her own altogether? Imagine a place Up there in space On the far side of the moon I've been told There are things to behold On the far side of the moon What if the moon The big Harvest moon Shiny romantic queen Knew all along That we'd got it wrong She was no libertine What if the moon Was busy with her own sweet endeavour? Imagine a race Building a base On the far side of the moon Flying past Cities of glass On the far side of the moon Tell me I am walking a lonely road Tell me I am talking a motherload Who will ever listen To crazy spaceship dreams? The moon is not As barren as she seems. Imagine a race Building a base On the far side of the moon I do declare There is something up there On the far side of the moon Read my lips There are big motherships On the far side of the moon. I wanna know Why we don't go To the far side of the moon
7.
Motherships 05:23
Motherships. Meryl Leppard. c. June 2016 Motherships Are hovering above the new horizon Methodically Attending to their mission here on our world Working In a silent wonderland above the Earth of blue This precious ball They've been coming for millennia A thousand years Is a breath suspended to the Lords of Time These Masters of Dimensions waiting.... Motherships Are carrying a most peculiar cargo A nursery Incubating children of the new dawn Humans Well they're not quite human as we understand it, still, They're learning how With a love that is terrestrial A mother's touch From the many women who are taken up By Masters of Dimensions warning how They'll save us from our most destructive selves Our wars, our hells, They'll save the world They'll save the world Motherships Are cataloging every plant in our home Their libraries Have specimens of every dying species Frozen DNA suspended in a drop too small to see A future world It's a blue-print for a miracle A new design resurrected by the clever Lords of Time Masters of Dimensions promising They'll save us from our most destructive selves Our wars, our hells, They'll save the world They'll save the world Masters of Dimensions Even now They interfere Jumping timelines Making history disappear Trading bitter-sweet technology For human genealogy Seeding at a furious pace Breeding their master race To save the world. They'll save the world.
8.
I'm Sorry Mr Schneider. Meryl Leppard. c.2009 I'm Sorry Mr Schneider Men like you are dangerous You signed the contract Then you broke the rules Please do not take this personally You must agree Like you, I have a job to do Superiors to placate Progress notes in duplicate I shouldn't let myself complain But I really do get weary Mr Schneider. Forgive us Mr Schneider Humans are dispensable And an informant Has to pay the price I'd like to say I really did Admire the way You stood up tall Defied them all But struggling now's not dignified Relax into this suicide Your catheter will do the trick See you in forever Mr Schneider Now there'll be No more Talk of Dulce's secret war Well, not from you Your crazy story Of fighting with the Black Berets Is arrogance supreme An old man's technicolour dream Respectable geologists Should keep their crazy notions to themselves If staying healthy's on their minds It's over Mr Schneider Last round to our side You played the hero But you die a fool Why couldn't you just Do the job we hired you for Build the tunnels Furthermore Although you fight it tooth and nail Our agenda will prevail The treaties were a worthless scam But you've no sense of humour Mr Schneider. Now there'll be No more Talk of Dulce's secret war Well, not from you Your crazy story Of fighting monsters underground Will never be believed The truth can't be retrieved We buried it at Dulce Stamped it all top secret We were here before you Mr Schneider. Spoken: You should have been more like your father, Philip. May I call you Philip? Otto really knew how to keep a secret. Relax. Struggling now's not dignified. Relax into this suicide. Otto really knew how to keep a secret. And then there's your brother. What about your brother, Mr Schneider? Note: Otto Schneider was an enigmatic figure. I have read that he was brought to America as part of Project Paperclip, but do not know for sure.
9.
Disillusioned Patriot. Meryl Leppard c. 2010. Mr Philip Schneider Was a government geologist A family man with quite a tale to tell A serious inventor Dabbler in alchemy Folks on NASA hill knew him well Sometime in the nineties he went rogue Cause he was broken He stood upon a podium and said "I'm a disillusioned Patriot And I'll shoot my bloody mouth off Telling you good people what I've seen I love my country More than life itself So I'll shoot my bloody mouth off Confessing where I've been." Mr Philip Schneider Worked in Military bases Like Dulce, New Mexico Incredible as it may seem Some of them are two miles deep And harbour secrets you don't wanna know I'm not a scholar And I'm not brave like Philip But I sure paid attention when he said "Here I stand before you I'm a Disillusioned Patriot A veteran of wars I did not start I've been poisoned I've been shot at And my precious family threatened I'm a Disillusioned Patriot And it really hurts my heart I have been blessed to travel Around the world people No other country can compare Lincoln and the Fathers Must be turning in their graves About America What's happened to America?" Mr Philip Schneider Was a man of some integrity And every battered dog will have it's day Before he died He warned they would Subvert the Constitution Of this lovely land The good ole USA No-one's gonna tell us What's been flying out of Dreamland But Philip got me thinking when he said "I'm a Disillusioned Patriot And I'll shoot my bloody mouth off Telling you good people where I've been I love my country More than life itself So I'll shoot my bloody mouth off Confessing where I've been." Where you been fella? Where you been? Tell us where you've been.
10.
Shcherbakov and Vasin. Meryl Leppard.c. March 2016 Shcherbakov and Vasin wrote Almost fifty years ago Our Russian minds Have studied well And we believe Our findings show The moon's a spaceship A kind of construct What's more it is hollow It rings like a bell The moon's a liar With an agenda A home for something As far as we can tell. Shcherbakov and Vasin said We have reason to believe Our shiny friend Defies all laws And hovers here To deceive Is it a spaceship? A kind of construct We think it is hollow It rings like a bell The moon's a liar With an agenda A home for something As far as we can tell. The people laughed They always do They crucify The brilliant few Who dare to say out loud Why do you suppose The Emperor has got no clothes The moon's a spaceship A kind of construct What's more it is hollow It rings like a bell The moon's a liar With an agenda A home for something As far as we can tell. It rings like a bell It rings like a bell
11.
Paperclip 05:18
Paperclip. Meryl Leppard. c. February 2016 Sieg Heil to the right my darlings If you wanna live If you wann live March on to the light my sweethearts With all you've got to give All you've got to give Sign here on the dotted line You'll be fine in America Never underestimate the thrill Of changing your name Every clever little scientist Is kissed in America Bring the wife Bring the kids Oh boy, Have we got a job for you! Sieg Heil to the right my princes If you know the score If you know the score Sail on through the night my handsomes Never want for more Never want for more Sign here on the dotted line We'll design an America Never quibble with a pretty lie To leverage your plan Every slick inventive Engineer's Revered in America Say goodbye to your friends Oh boy, Have we got a job for you! But wait.... All this paperwork Papers all rustling Papers all over the floor Boys Bring me a Paperclip Such a little thing Brings order once more Sieg Heil to the right my lovelies If you wanna dance If you wanna dance Proud and erudite my beauties Come and take a chance Come and take a chance Sign here on the dotted line You will shine in America Never worry that we didn't deal You a glorious hand Every undisputed rocket queen Dreams of America Hug the folks, pet the dog Oh boy, Have we got a job for you! But wait.... All this paperwork Papers all rustling Papers all over the floor Boys Bring me a Paperclip Such a little thing Brings order once more Yes such a little thing Brings order once more. Such a little thing Brings order
12.
The Boy From Mars. Meryl Leppard. c. November 2016 (Boriska Boriska. Oh you're such a beautiful little boy Boriska.) Have you seen the Boy from Mars Eyes agleam, the Boy from Mars Tells his tale Sitting by the fireside revealing it all Worlds unveil With another lifetime the kid can recall We held our breath Wondering what grace was here The night wrapped round That cheeky young balladeer My head is filling up with spaceships and stars The Boy from Mars Thrilling me with all the stories he's told That child so bold Come here on a mission His warnings dire (Tell us all Boriska. What you say Boriska?) Telling anyone who'll listen There was flooding and there was fire. (It wasn't your fault that you couldn't help your friend. You'll see him again in this life.) Have you heard the Boy from Mars Undeterred, the Boy from Mars Describes a scene I don't mind admitting I was really chilled to the bone My Lemurian dream Ain't it funny that I thought I'd dreamt it alone I held my breath The here and the now a blur Memory freed By a daring young raconteur Now my head is filling up with spaceships and stars With the Boy from Mars I'm believing all the stories he told That child so bold Come here on a mission That peaceful dove (What you say Boriska? Tell us all Boriska) Telling anyone who'll listen That the only true magic is love The Indigos come There's work to be done A new song to sing With news that they bring Of their homes in the stars Like Boriska from Mars Incarnating This new world creating My head is filling up with spaceships and stars The Boy from Mars Thrilling me with all the stories he told That child so bold Come here on a mission That peaceful dove. Such a little Indigo. Telling anyone who'll listen That the only true magic is la la la la la la la la la la la la love The boy from Mars la la la la la la la la la la la la love That boy from Mars Come here on a mission telling Anyone who will listen that the only true magic is love. Come here on a mission Telling anyone who will listen That its love That it's love (Oh Boriska. You telling us about those spaceships again Boriska.) The path of the heart (How you know all those things? You're a little boy. You're just a little boy.)

about

A conspiracy theorist's musical dream, The Visitors is a sophisticated, theatrical, jazz-flavoured collection of storyteller songs weaving us through the world of Secret Space. Extraterrestrials, inter-dimensionals, political and historical scenarios, as well as real people feature on this provocative and sophisticated recording.

Witness testimony from high-level whistle-blowers such as Robert O. Dean, Command Sergeant Major, USA Ret. Philip Schneider, Captain Mark Richards, is brilliantly translated into memorable, melodic groove!

Take a trip with Minerva into hyperspace, then eavesdrop on the thoughts of Schneider's murderer. Hear about Shcherbakov and Vasin and their claim that the moon is an ancient and hollow spaceship that rings like a bell!

Russian born Indigo child Boriska Kipriyanovich is celebrated in Boy From Mars and Mr Philip Schneider is respectfully and lovingly rocked up in Disillusioned Patriot.

Tin Foil Hat is a joyous, circus-inspired romp.

Motherships is a haunting and ultimately unnerving account of what amounts to intergalactic research centres that are stationed above the Earth.

This collection of songs is the result of the last ten years of in-depth research deep down the rabbit hole of high strangeness. A further thirty plus years before that were spent investigating every metaphysical experience this little Space Head had thrust upon her since early childhood.

For those disinclined to stretch their minds beyond the immediate physical universe, the music stands alone. Perhaps a vigorous new Musical. For those who's lives are already outside the Matrix, The Visitors will increase your sense of being part of the ground crew. Enjoy!

credits

released January 24, 2017

All songs written by Meryl Leppard.

All vocals, piano and keys Meryl Leppard.

Produced by Meryl Leppard and Hamish Dyson.

Engineered by Hamish Dyson.

Piano recorded at Move Studio, Melbourne, with Vaughan McAlley.

Guitars Ian Treloar and Alex Yarosh.

Drums and percussion Gerry Pantazis.

Bass Gus Fenwick, except Paperclip - Bass keys by Meryl.

Tenor Saxophone River Petein.

Child vocals Naima and Taishi.

Theremin programmed by Hamish Dyson.

String arrangements by Guy McEwan.

The Visitors is the first of three planned releases. A box set of ETs!

I want to acknowledge the considerable contributions of Gerry Pantazis, Gus Fenwick and Ian Treloar. These well-respected session musicians all were particularly generous with their production input and arrangement advice. Thank you.

Cover photograph of the Milky Way Galaxy is by River Petein, my son, who also plays dreamy sax on Far Side Of the Moon. Header photo by Nathan King.

The musicians involved were not necessarily on board with any of these outlandish claims. My request of them all was simply to play brilliantly.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Meryl Leppard Australia

Meryl Leppard is a singer/songwriter,
Pianist, Performance Poet and sometime
Actor. She joyfully works across genres, producing recordings, doing regular live performance and writing for musicals. She has released 8 discs some of which can be found on www.merylleppard.com ... more

contact / help

Contact Meryl Leppard

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Meryl Leppard, you may also like: