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I could never sleep my way to the top
'Cause my alarm clock always wakes me right up
And since my options had been whittled away
I struck a bargain with my radio DJ
I said I'd like this song to be number one
He said 'I'd really really like to help you my son'
And then I knew that I would have him to thank
Because he asked me how much I had in the bank
He said to think long term investment and
That all the others had forgiven themselves
He said the net reward would justify
The colossal mess they'd made of their lives
He said the record wouldn't have to be hot
And no one ever seemed to care if it's not
It would depend on something else that I've got
And that the other ones who'd given it a shot
Had seen a modest sum grow geometrically
And then they had forgiven themselves
Because the net reward had justified
The colossal mess they'd made of their lives
Hey Mr. DJ, I thought you said we had a deal
I thought you said, 'You scratch my back and I'll scratch your record'
And I thought you said we had a deal
Well, I told you about the world (its address)
I wonder when they're gonna clean up the mess
You know the Rabid Child is still tuning in
Chess Piece Face's patience must be wearing thin
Because they haven't played this song on the air
Not that anyone but me even cared
And the disc jockey has moved out of town
The district courthouse says he's nowhere to be found
He said to think long term investment and
That all the others had forgiven themselves
He said the net reward would justify
The colossal mess they'd made of their lives
Hey Mr. DJ, I thought you said we had a deal
I thought you said, 'You scratch my back and I'll scratch your record'
And I thought you said we had a deal
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2. |
Lady Is A Tramp
01:20
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Yeah!
Yeah!
Tramp!
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3. |
Birds Fly
01:25
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Birds fly into my windshield
Thoughts fall from my thoughts
This good luck charm hanging off of my arm
Was left here by the police
Words fall out from my pockets (no, no, no, no)
And cats dance under my feet (no, no, no)
This colorful spell under which I live (no, no, no, no)
Protects me from all I write (no no no no no)
And the microscope reveals the scope
Of my very best intentions
Oh, yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright
On the only nice part of me
Mah, mah, mah-mah
Mah, mah, mah-mah
Mah, mah, mah-mah
Mah, mah, mah mah
Birds fly into my windshield (no, no, no, no)
Thoughts fall from my thoughts (no, no, no)
This good luck charm hanging off of my arm (no, no, no, no)
Was left here by the police (no, no no no)
And the microscope reveals the scope
Of my very best intentions
Oh, yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright
On the only nice part of me
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(Convoy) Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?
(Convoy) Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?
(Convoy) Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?
(Convoy) Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?
Someone in a club tonight has stolen my ideas
The world's address
I'll repeat it (I'll repeat it)
The world's address
I know you deceived me
Couldn't sleep last night
Now my tear stains on the wall
Reflect an ugly sight
I can see your secrets
No need to confess
Everyone looks naked when you know
The world's address
The world's address
A place that's worn
A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess
I'll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed
The world's address
Feel free to raise your hand at any moment
Mass culture references
(Convoy) Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?
The world's address
(Convoy) Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen?
Paging Mr. Saxophone!
Paging Mr. Saxophone!
Paging Mr. Saxophone!
Call the men of science, and let them hear this song
Tell 'em Albert Einstein and Copernicus were wrong
The world's address
A place that's worn
A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess
I'll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed
The world's address
A place that's worn
A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess
I'll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed
The world's address
A place that's worn
A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess
I'll say it one more time for those who may not have already guessed
The world's address
Cha cha cha
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Fell in the door
And you fell on the floor
With your hand on the knob
Looking up and abruptly
Forget what you're thinking
Fire alarms go off in your head you live
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Drug trip, it's not a drug trip so you feel a bit insulted
Space walk, it's like a space walk with the corresponding weight loss
And you're nothing but air, with your hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
There's a feeling of boredom, of the big whoredom
Following dressing up
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Your head is on the moon
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6. |
I'll Sink Manhattan
02:36
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(message played backwards):
Thanks a lot guys. From the NYPD. We love you.
I'll sink Manhattan
Right under the sea
I'll find the sweetest spot to watch
As it goes away
You were so happy
With the things that you said
Like, "He's my lower half," you laughed
But you're gonna cry
A river of tiny tears flow from your crocodile eyes
Too late to apologize, I say, as flood waters rise
I'll sink Manhattan
I'll sacrifice friends
I think they'd understand my plan
I'll never be sure
I've got a message
So before I get through
I'll find your answering machine and I'll sink it first
Burn your forget-me-nots
Admit that true love can die
No, I won't apologize, my love, just kiss me goodbye
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7. |
It's Not My Birthday
01:51
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Well, the rain falls down without my help, I'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent
When this gray world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hangin' from the hope
That I'll never see that recipe again
As I walk, I think about a new way to walk
As I think, I'm using up the time left to think
And this train keeps rolling off the track
Tryin' to act like something else
Tryin' to go where it's been uninvited
It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down "Never more will be around"
Though I wish we were there
I was less than we could bear
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised
So I'm rattlin' the bars around this drink tank discreetly
I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely
But there'd be no percentage and there'd be no proof
And the sound upon the roof is only water
And the rain falls down without my help, I'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet, though I've withheld my consent
When this gray world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hangin' from the hope
That I'll never see that recipe again
It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down "Never more will be around"
Though I wish we were there
I was less than we could bear
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised
I am not the only dust my mother raised
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8. |
Hello Radio
00:56
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Hello. Hello?
Hello?
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9. |
Mr. Klaw
01:20
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A, a claw is a claw
And... and... and nobody has seen a... a talking claaaAWWW
Nobody has seen a talking claaaAWWW
Uh, unless... unless that claw is the famous... the famous
U-u-unless that claw is the famous
Mr. Klaw
Mr. Klaw
Mr. Klaw
Mr. Klaw
Mr. Klaw (Mr. Vanity Klaw)
Mr. Klaw (Mr. Lightning Bulb)
Mr. Klaw (Mr. Vanity Klaw)
Mr. Klaw (Mr. Dental Flaw)
Mr. Klaw (Mr. Vanity Klaw)
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I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me Your Highness
And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect
Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye
Now I laugh and make a fortune
Off the same ones that I tortured
And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
I look like Jesus, so they say
But Mr. Jesus is very far away
Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true
That you love me and I love me
I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me Your Highness
And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
Yes a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
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11. |
The Biggest One
01:22
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Rock, rock, rock
The water running down that pipe
Looks like a snake to me
By "Doc's Sugar Bowl" my coffee gets cold
'Cause I don't want to see
That I've got no one to blame but my fat self
I've got no one to blame but my fat self
I'm the biggest one
I'm the biggest one
I've got no one to blame but my fat self
Should have changed that stupid lock
Should have thrown away the key
No, no, not I, I will survive
Right down here on my knees
'Cause I've got no one to blame but my fat self
I've got no one to blame but my fat self
I'm the biggest one
I'm the biggest one
I've got no one to blame but my fat self
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12. |
For Science
01:19
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There has been a spacecraft sighted
Flying high above the sky
Sirens declare there's one among us from Venus
Volunteers
We need volunteers
Soldiers to meet them
Have no fear
Have no fear
You will be killed right away
I will date the girl from Venus
Flowers die and so will I
Yes, I will kiss the girl from Venus for science
I'm so brave
I'm so brave
I'll be her love slave
He's so brave
He's so brave
He'll be her love slave forever
YES! I will date the girl from Venus
Flowers die and so will I
Yes, I will kiss the girl from Venus for science
Let's get those missiles ready to destroy the universe!
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13. |
Untitled
02:31
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Gloria: What do you think--what do you make out of that recording?
Guy on Phone: I don't know, Gloria, I just do--
Gloria: Some kind of singing. They sound like all kinds of people, right?
Guy on Phone: Yeah.
Gloria: And then it says, "Another child is born in India every time you call this number," right?
Guy on Phone: Yeah, right.
Gloria: Does that make any sense to you?
Guy on Phone: No, it doesn't make no sense to me.
Gloria: Bu--and the guy that spoke--I don't know who he is.
Guy on Phone: Yeah.
Gloria: But that--that--it doesn't sound like no answering machine, right?
Guy on Phone: No, it ain't an answering machine because they're not saying anything; they just--
Gloria: But what does he get--how does he make money on this? Whatever he's advertising in the paper. This is the part that don't make no sense.
Guy on Phone: Oh, he's advertising this in the paper you saw it.
Gloria: In the Village Voice, yeah. They got--that's where the Kiss Clinic, but they give you another number if you wanna join it. Then I got the "intellectuals meet with other intellectuals..."
Guy on Phone: Yeah.
Gloria: "...speak another language."
Guy on Phone: Yeah. Oh.
Gloria: They meet at La Met--La Maisonette restaurant. They give you the price. Then they give you another number to call if you're interested. This guy... all you get is this here recording, but u-w--I don't see how he makes money.
Guy on Phone: Yeah, yeah.
Gloria: You know what I'm saying? It's just.... They got the craziest things in that paper.
Guy on Phone: Yeah, yeah.
Gloria: They come over with all--they got the craziest things. But this one here-- "There Must Be Giants," it's called. And it says "call machine," and they got the phone number.
Guy on Phone: Yeah.
Gloria: But what kind of money does he make? It don't make no sense. Well, he don't make any money, right?
Guy on Phone: No.
Gloria: But, that's--then he's a nut, right? Do you see--do you see any sense to that? "There May Be Giants?" That reco--that recording I have on. The new one. Did you hear it? I changed it. I took off the intellectuals. I put on There May Be Giants.
Guy in Background: What?
Gloria: Who's They May Be Giants?
Guy in Background: What are you talking about?
Gloria: That's what's on my--the phone, There May Be G-- well I can't explain it, 'cause I don't know what it is.
Guy in Background: (unintelligible muttering) you could make sense once in a while.
Gloria: Look in the paper! Don't blame me if the guy's a nut.
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Nighttime lady, she says maybe
In the all-night laundromat
Wait one minute, I have seen her
She's a billionaire
She was a hotel detective
But now she's gotten promoted
I don't think it was the money
She didn't care about expensive things
No furs or pearls or fancy cars or diamond rings
She was a hotel detective
But now she's better connected
She didn't have to change anything, just the stencil on her window
She used to be quite a lady
She drove the underworld crazy
But now she goes insane in her way when it suits her occupation
She read that motel directive
It told her she was defective
I guess she found an easier way up the ladder and she took it
Now that lady is running the world
Is she lonely?
She's the only girl in this back alleyway
Will she shoot you? She won't have to
You're already dead
She was a hotel detective
But now she's gotten promoted
I don't think it was the money
She didn't care about expensive things
No furs or pearls or fancy cars or diamond rings
She was a hotel detective
But now she's better connected
She didn't have to change anything, just the stencil on her window
She used to be quite a lady
She drove the underworld crazy
But now she goes insane in her way when it suits her occupation
She read that motel directive
It told her she was defective
I guess she found an easier way up the ladder and she took it
Now that lady is running the world
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15. |
The Famous Polka
01:33
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Hey!
Hey!
Wait!
A famous person wears the same size water skis as me
She's got three cars as many years I've lived in this city
Her hair is blonde and mine is brown; they both start with a "b"
But when the phone inside her ribcage rings, it's not for me
But when the phone inside her ribcage rings, it's not for me
Hey!
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16. |
When It Rains It Snows
01:33
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There's a knock at the door that I adore
There's a face at the window, a smiling yellow face
There's a knock at the door
And if I were at home, they'd find me there
There's a note on the door that I would see
And the furniture's barely been moved from where it was
There's a note on the door
And the note would say when it rains, it snows
When it rains, it snows
I wonder why
And now I know
That when it rains, it snows
There's a nut with a shotgun -- bang bang bang
There's a doctor, a waitress, a fireman with a hat
There's a nut with a gun
There's enough so they'll never know which one
When it rains, it snows
I wonder why
And now I know
That when it rains, it snows
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17. |
We're The Replacements
01:50
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Hi, we're the Replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi)
And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band
(We're playing in a rock'n'roll band)
We're having a good time (we're)
We're having a good time (we're)
We're having a good time (we're)
Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn
(Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn)
Hey, where's Tommy?
Someone find Tommy
We're out on the road
Moving equipment
Where's the equipment?
Soon we're going home
Then we'll have a party (then)
Then we'll have a party (then)
Then we'll have a party (then)
Rock and rollin' 'til the break of dawn
(Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn)
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi)
And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band
(We're playing in a rock'n'roll band))
I DON'T WANNA!
Hi
Hi
Hi
We're playing in a rock'n'roll band
We're
We're
We're
Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn
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Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around
When you are alone
You are the cat, you are the phone
You are an animal
The words I'm singing now
Mean nothing more than "meow"
To an animal
Wake up and smell the cat food
In your bank account
Don't try to stop the tail
That wags the hound
D, world destruction
O-ver an overture
N, do I need
Apostrophe T, need this torture?
Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around
No one in the world
Ever gets what they want
And that is beautiful
Everybody dies
Frustrated and sad
And that is beautiful
They want what they're not
And I wish they would stop
Saying Deputy Dawg dog a ding dang depadepa
Deputy Dawg dog a ding dang depadepa
D, world destruction
O-ver an overture
N, do I need
Apostrophe T, need this torture?
Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around
I don't want to live in this world anymore
I don't want to live in this world
Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around
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