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Music Distribution
We are currently experiencing some short-term hiccups with our physical CD distribution: in the meantime please click on the album links on our Albums page and hit the Amazon buying links to check if your title is available .
Download sales continue to be available via the usual services and you can also still stream our music as usual.
BETTY: Snowbiz
And we also have photos from the recording sessions.
BETTY are
Elizabeth Ziff: vocals, rhythm guitar
Amy Ziff: vocals, cello, tambourine
Alyson Palmer: vocals, bass guitar, maracas
Tony Salvatore: guitars
Mino Gori: drums
Mike Thorne: keyboards
Allison Miller: bongos
Genya Ravan: harmonica
Gloria Steinem: hope
Recorded at Avatar Studios, New York, by Anthony Ruotolo
Overdubs at the Stereo Society, New York, by James Rosenthal
Mixed at the Stereo Society by Mike Thorne
buy BETTY’s Snowbiz CD
Mastered at Classic Sound, New York, by Joe Lambert
Art and design by Alyson Palmer
Produced by Mike Thorne
Scroll to the individual tracks for lyrics, details and streaming audio excerpts.
Snowfolk
Space Age Solstice
Space Age Solstice
Lyrics
Seasons greetings
From the space age
We’re living in the Space Age
Decontamination suits are the rage
We’re living in the Space Age
Zap boing boing bleep ah-ah
Neon homes – ultra-chic
Zoom off to Saturn for a candy cane treat
Mechanical men cook the turkeys and clean
Women rule the world
We’re star queens
Welcome to the future my friend
Resistance is futile. Give in.
Zap boing boing bleep ah-ah
The holidays are holograms
In a nuclear winter wonderland
In virtual malls drones make the scene
Women rule the world
We’re star queens
Welcome to the future my friend
Resistance is futile. Give in.
Zap boing boing bleep ah-ah
The Universe is our oyster with each world a pearl
For tomorrow’s ruling star queen is just today’s dream girl
Welcome to the future my friend
Resistance is futile. Give in
Zap boing boing bleep ah-ah
Seasons greetings
From the space age
Miracles Can Happen
Miracles Can Happen
Lyrics
so many cars in the parking lot
holidays at the mall
i waited and waited
and this is what i saw
i saw baby jesus in the parking lot
he saved a space just for me
he said it had to be a miracle
that only i could see
i saw the holy spirit at the atm
it cashed a check just for me
it started dancing on the head of a pin
that really made me want to believe
miracles can happen they do every day
to ordinary people in ordinary ways
i saw the virgin mary at jenny craig
she said i lost some weight
she gave me her own special recipe
for a fat-free fruit cake
believe! believe!
yes i believe!
yes i do believe!
so if you’re feeling blue for these holidays
please wait patiently
you might see your very own miracle
and end up just like me
miracles can happen
believe!
miracles can happen
believe!
Georgia
Georgia
Lyrics
Atlanta heat so sweet
can make a holiday complete
kwaanza nights so right
for guilty treats
lord knows I fight it
but come vacation days
I can’t can’t keep away
Georgia calls me
Georgia sings
Georgia calls me
til i get lost underground
trying to capture the sound
down down all the way down when
Georgia calls
molasses smiles beguile
slow funk drives me wild
each Boxing Day I pray
I will be strong, I will not stray
but when I hear a harp Noel
I can’t break the spell
Georgia calls me
Georgia calls
when snowflakes fill the air
danger from Peachtree Square
a honey drawl is haunting me
because a man cannot
set me free
Georgia calls me
Georgia sings
Georgia calls me
til i get lost underground
trying to capture the sound
down down all the way down when
Georgia calls
Georgia, call…..
Itchy Fingers
Itchy Fingers
Lyrics
itchy fingers
itchy
itchy fingers
itchy
ooo
I have itchy fingers to get my holiday surprise
just let me feel your package before I open my eyes
itchy fingers itchy
I have itchy fingers you know how bad I can be
just let me shake your box babe don’t be such a tease
I want my prezzie, give it to me
I want my prezzie, what will it be?
I have itchy fingers don’t make me sweat
just let me bump your bundle before I ’m soaking wet
is it bigger than a basket?
is it harder than a rock?
I have itchy fingers my oh my
to love each inch of your package
from my lips to my thighs
I want
I want
I want
I want my prezzie
what will it be?
Snowslide
With the globe warming up, and parts of the Matterhorn now no longer accessible due to melted ice causing the rocks come unglued, you have to be very careful when hollering in the snow.
Particularly with a voice as loud as Elizabeth’s……
Happy Holidays
Happy Holidays
Lyrics
pressed turkey, peas and gravy
a glass of chablis
little lights on the cactus
and the glow from my tv
happy holidays
happy holidays
happy holidays
from me to me
i bought that cashmere sweater
extra long extra wide
i had it wrapped and sent it
with a note tucked deep inside
happy holidays
alone lonely lonesome
sad to think or say
alone lonely lonesome
on that special day
snow flakes on my pillow
melting on my face
i reach and close the window
then back to dream’s embrace
happy holidays
happy holidays
happy holidays
from me to me
Dreidel Jingle Fiasco
Dreidel Jingle Fiasco
Lyrics
dreidle dreidle dreidle
I made you out of clay
and when you’re dry and ready
then dreidel I will play
HEY
jing jing jing jing
jing jing jing jing
jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way
o what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh
HEY
ha ha ha ha ho ho ho ho ha ha ha ha ha
o the weather outside is frightful
but my dear you’re so delightful
it’s a winter wonderland
dashing through the snow
in a one horse open sleigh
over fields we go laughing all the way
bells on bobtail ring making spirits bright
o what fun it is to sing a sleighing song tonight
HEY
HEY
HEY
Holiday Office Party
Holiday Office Party
Lyrics
the punch is disgusting
someone threw up on my shoe
my ride left early
what can I do?
poor girl
in the working world
she sent her resume
to hook up
a holidate
sit and wallow
sit and cry
sit and wonder
why o why o why
I’ve got the holiday office party blues
I got stuck under the mistletoe
with a guy named Lou
he works down in the mailroom
and has symptoms like the flu
poor girl
in the working world
she hired a headhunter
to hunt some head
for her
some day I’ll write my screenplay
some day I’ll be a star
but for now, just pass the eggnog
and I’ll pass out on the bar
sit and wallow
sit and cry
sit and wonder
why o why o why
I’ve got the holiday office party blues
Lullabye (for Ruby)
Lullabye (for Ruby)
Lyrics
For you little baby a promise
We sing to you in good cheer
From The Three Wise Women of Gotham
In glory we herald you here
Lullabye lullabye lullabye
Lullabye little baby
Our promise to keep
Cover you comfort you fast while you sleep
Lullaby little wonder
Our holiday dear
The best gift we hoped for
Was for you to appear
Lullabye lullabye lullabye
Lullabye little baby
Your angels are here
When mommy and daddy
say you’re too young for beer
Lullaby little wonder
Your angels know best
When mommy and daddy
say you’re too young for sex
So close your eyes this snowy night
And as you dream we’ll be by your side
We’ll always say yes
When your parents say no
So live your life have fun and grow
Lullaby little baby
Lullaby little baby
Xmas Ain’t Coming
Xmas Ain't Coming
Lyrics
Outside my window the snow on the ground
That used to be sugar, the salt melted brown
And the fairy lights strung on the fire escape
Are broken and flapping like old cassette tape
The bells on the block toll mournfully slow
I’m wearing a coat but there’s nowhere to go
Since you’ve been gone there’s no holiday cheer
xmas ain’t coming this year
And why do they lie?
There’s no joy in the world
Grandma and her church group
flew off to Rome
Dad and that woman
have a newborn at home
My brother would visit
he wrote in the mail,
But if he quits rehab
he’s going to jail
Radiators stop
when the wind starts to blow
So I’m wearing a coat
but there’s nowhere to go
I’m stuck without you, my red-nosed reindeer
Xmas ain’t coming this year
And why do they lie?
There’s no joy in the world
So I open a can of cranberry sauce
And in each perfect slice see the life that was lost
But, wrapped in your parka, sometimes love feels so near…
I guess xmas
ain’t coming
…it’s here…
Snowjob
A special guest appearance by a gentleman from the industrial Northeast of England.
One of his mates used to work in the traditional shipyards. Until the day he read about Snowbiz.
