housewives on prozac

housewives on prozac

 New York City, New York, USA
BandRockAdult Contemporary

The Mother Of All Rock Bands. As featured on Good Morning America, NPR, USA Today, London Times, PEOPLE Magazine, Billboard. Much TV experience and press, varied high profile stages: stadiums, theaters, festivals, outdoor, clubs, custom events, mostly original, some covers and dance.

Biography

As seen on stages as varied as Giant's Stadium, Corporate Fundraisers, Women's Festivals, Pride Rallys, Private functions, Classic Rock Clubs, and Theaters since 1997. Speaking engagements. Women's Media Center Speaker, author featured in HOT MOMS ClUB. + Weekly Radio on Chick Chat & Billboard Charts. Music includes, some trombone, accordian and pots & pans.

The Pioneers of MAMAPALOOZA Festival, nationally inspiring people across the country. A combination of Queen and Frank Zappa; Just ROCK and GOOD-FUN-WEIRD. Shows are tailored to specific events. All ages. Sounds like: Quote: Carol Brady meets Rocky Horror Picture Show.'Not just a band - Its a way of life!'www.housewivesonprozac.com

Lyrics

Fuzzy Slippers

Written By: Joy Rose

Fuzzy Slippers

I wipe the baby's chin with my college diploma
And wonder how did I ever get here?
I take the gold record off the wall
From nineteen eighty three
Break open the plexiglass
And declare an emergency

I always wanted the bright lights
I always wanted to play
I only wanted to sing with Grammy
So how did I get this way

I must have been mistaken
I must have been confused
I'm the queen of my kitchen late at night
Singin the dishwasher blues

Did I walk all this way in my fuzzy slippers
Did I walk all this way in my fuzzy slippers
Did I walk all this way in my fuzzy slippers
Did I walk all this way

I don't take nothin' for granted
I've got a roof over my head
A healthy husband to make me happy
And four kids tucked in bed

But I'm a long way from Nashville
And this ain't Carnegie Hall
No matter what I keep tellin' myself
I haven't got far to fall

Did I walk all this way in my fuzzy slippers
Did I walk all this way in my fuzzy slippers
Did I walk all this way in my fuzzy slippers
Did I walk all this way

By: Joy Rose

Eat Your Damn Spaghetti

Written By: Joy Rose

EAT YOUR DAMN SPAGHETTI
By: Joy Rose

Come now my children -- gather around
Hush now, my darlings -- don't make a sound
Your momma loves you, she loves you
Now what do you say --
(Spoken) well thanks would be nice!
But no, no, no,
I've been standing in the kitchen since
A quarter to noon
"Eat your damn spaghetti or leave the room"

Instrumental

You must have been born with a silver spoon
"Eat your damn spaghetti or leave the room"

Watch out! Stand back!
Here she comes! Its a mom attack
Spatula anxiety
Virtual sobriety
Responsible insanity
We tear our hair
Because we care
But today's the day we crack

No, no, no
I've been standing in the kitchen since
A quarter to noon
"Eat your damn spaghetti or leave the room"

Instrumental

You must have been born with a silver spoon
"Eat your damn spaghetti or leave the room"

Its Only Life

Written By: Joy Rose

Some people give up
Some people fade away
Some try to reason
That it will be okay
While doing nothing
And dreaming hopelessly
I'm so in love with tomorrow - And so afraid of today.

Its Only Life! - That I'm living for
Its Only Life! - And I want more and more
Its Only Life! Its Only Life! Its Only Life!

Damaged Goods

Written By: Joy Rose

Damaged Goods

Drinks her whiskey from a bottle that is banged and bent
Living off credit that's just been spent
In a trailor park with the lights turned low
And the TV on the morning talk shows.

Well, her children love her but they hate her too
'Cause she beats them up like her Daddy used to do
But, she can't help it, can't help it at all
When the whiskey speaks and the blows they fall

Here she is take a look
She still functions but she's damaged goods
Look a little closer into her eyes
She's hopelessly damaged merchandise

In a corner of the suburbs in a beautiful home
With a picket fence she waits alone
For a husband who's busy and angry and cruel
And he roughs her up when the kids go to school

So she reaches for the vodka
She reaches for the gin
She plays her cards while she waits for him
And she hides her anger and she hides her fear
She hides her bruises underneath her hair

Here she is take a look
She still functions but she's damaged goods
Look a little closer into her eyes
She's hopelessly damaged merchandise

In a filthy apartment in a section of Queens
The neighbors listen to the muffled screams
As the sounds of silence pierce the night
And another woman is battered in a fight

Joy Rose 1999

Discography

Housewives On Prozac - LIVE 2004
No Prescription Required - LIVE 1998
Mrs. President - Single 1996
I Broke My Arm Christmas Shopping At The Mall - Single '05
5 Song EP 2008
Joy Rose SOLO- The Marshall Project
All available on i-tunes, www.mamapalooza.com, cdbaby.com

Set List

Mostly Original. Some dance. Some fast. Some slow. Energetically and emotionally charged.
Set is generally 1 to 11/2 hours. Shows are tailored to specific events.
Rock Your World
Its Only Life
Unraveling
Fuzzy Slippers
Rock 'n Roll Dreamer
Eat Your Damn Spaghetti
Mrs. President
Harper Valley PTA
Ladies Night
Squeeze Box
I am Woman
Crazy Ladies
I Don't Think Like My Mom Anymore
Good Enuf
Blessings
I Only Wanna Pee Alone