1. |
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Everything right is wrong again
Just like in The Long, Long Trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her
Wake me when it's over, touch my face
Tell me every word has been erased
Don't you want to know the reason
Why the cupboard's not appealing
Don't you get the feeling that
Everything that's right is wrong again
You're a weasel overcome with dinge
Weasel overcome but not before the damage done
The healing doesn't stop the feeling
Everything right is wrong again
Just like in The Long, Long Trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her
And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
The song is over now
Everything right is wrong again
Every movement false, every four is waltz again
Every five and dime's been gained and spent
Tell me that you like my float upstream
Draw the line dividing laugh and scream
You know everything that I know so I know
You've heard the voice that makes the silent noise
That says that
Everything that's right is wrong again
You're a weasel overcome with dinge
Weasel overcome but not before the damage done
The healing doesn't stop the feeling
Everything right is wrong again
Just like in The Long, Long Trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her
And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
The song is over now
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2. |
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As your body floats down Third Street
With the burn-smell factory closing up
Yes it's sad to say you will romanticize
All the things you've known before
It was not not not so great
It was not not not so great
And as you take a bath in that beaten path
There's a pounding at the door
Well it's a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity
He says "The good old days never say good-bye
If you keep this in your mind:
You need some lo-lo-loving arms
You need some lo-lo-loving arms"
And as you fall from grace the only words you say are:
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Ads up in the subway are the work of someone
Trying to please their boss
And though the guy's a pig we all know what he wants
Is just to please somebody else
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
It'd be a better thing for everyone involved
And we wouldn't have to cry
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Memo to myself: Do the dumb things I gotta do
Touch the puppet head
Quit my job down at the carwash
Didn't have to write no one a goodbye note
That said, "The check's in the mail, and
I'll see you in church, and don't you ever change"
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
I'll see you after school
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
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3. |
Number Three
01:27
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There's only two songs in me and I just wrote the third
Don't know where I got the inspiration or how I wrote the words
Spent my whole life just digging up my music's shallow grave
For the two songs in me and the third one I just made
A rich man once told me, "Hey, life's a funny thing"
A poor man once told me that he can't afford to speak
Now I'm in the middle like a bird without a beak
'Cause there's just two songs in me and I just wrote the third
Don't know where I got the inspiration or how I wrote the words
Spent my whole life just digging up my music's shallow grave
For the two songs in me and the third one I just made
So I went to the President, and I asked old what's-his-name
Has he ever gotten writer's block, or something like the same
He just started talking like he was on TV
"If there's just two songs in ya, boy, whaddaya want from me?"
So I bought myself some denim pants and a silver guitar
But I politely told the ladies, "You'll still have to call me Sir
Because I have to keep my self-respect - I'll never be a star
Since there's just two songs in me, and this is Number Three"
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4. |
Don’t Let’s Start
02:36
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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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5. |
Hide Away Folk Family
03:21
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Hide away, folk family
Or else someone's gonna get ya (someone's gonna get ya)
Someone's gonna get ya
Hide away, folk family
Better hide away
Better hide away
Tippy toe to the front door, Mother
'Cause there's a guy with a long, long fuse
And the one thing you can't hide
Is all the fear you feel inside
As the fuse is spelling out these words
Hide away, folk family
Or else someone's gonna get ya (someone's gonna get ya)
Someone's gonna get ya
Hide away, folk family
Better hide away
Better hide away
Tippy toe to the flatbed, Father
Because they're pouring out our gasoline
And sadly the cross-eyed bear's
Been put to sleep behind the stairs (sadly)
And his shoes are laced with irony
Hide away, folk family
Or else someone's gonna get ya (someone's gonna get ya)
Someone's gonna get ya
Hide away, folk family
Better hide away
Better hide away
"Hello, this is Lesley Down with the Daily Home Astrology Report:
Taurus, contemplate domestic turmoil
Aquarius, abandon hope for future plans..."
Hide away, folk family
Or else someone's gonna get ya (someone's gonna get ya)
Someone's gonna get ya
Hide away, folk family
Better hide away
Better hide away
(Hide away) Hide away
(Folk family) Folk family
(Or else someone's gonna get ya) Someone's gonna get ya
Hide away
Hide away
[fake backwards singing]
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6. |
32 Footsteps
01:36
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32 footsteps leading to the room where the paint doesn't want to dry
32 footsteps running down the road where the dirt reaches the sky
32 feathers in my brand new Indian headdress
32 new moons shining in 32 skies
What's the reason? Why'd she go?
Where's my baby? I don't know
32 footsteps, counted them myself, 32 footsteps
Bing bang bingalong cing cang cingalong
Ding dang dingalong day
Fing fang fingalong ging gang gingalong
Hing hang hingalong hay
Jing jang jingalong king kang kingalong
Ling lang lingalong lay
Ming mang mingalong ning nang ningalong
Ping pang pingalong pay
What's the reason? Why'd she go?
Where's my baby? I don't know
32 footsteps, counted them myself, 32 footsteps
32 lies my ears never saw when the floorboards gave way
32 walls come tumbling down and the night turns to day
32 infantrymen running in place
32 boxcars, all of them have your face
What's the reason? Why'd she leave?
Don't you know we're on the eve of
32 footsteps? Counted them myself, 32 footsteps
(no) 28
(no) 29
30 (no)
31
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7. |
Toddler Hiway
00:25
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In the mornin' sun 'round seven o'clock
The parking lot fills around Toys-Я-Us
And my little girl, she will get away
Ride her bike down Toddler Hiway
Take your Close'n'Play
Toddler Hiway
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8. |
Rabid Child
01:31
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(Lord, please don't take me away.)
Rabid child stays at home, talks on a CB
Truckers pass calling out their handles to the kid
Chess Piece Face and The Big Duluth call her every day
"Hammer down" and "rabbit ears" are the only words they know
(Hammer down)
(Hammer down, rabbit ears)
(Hammer down, rabbit ears)
(Hammer down, rabbit ears, hammer down)
If you pass the rabid child say "hammer down" for me
The rabid child
The rabid child
The rabid child
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9. |
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All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
Protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino
That falls on different dots
And crashes into everything
That tries to make it stop
And the mirror, it reflects
A tiny dancin' skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat
And swaddled in
A furry hat, elastic mask
A pair of shiny marble dice
Some people call them snake eyes
But to me they look like mice
And nothing's smellin' like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
'Cause I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
Protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino
That falls on different dots
And crashes into everything
That tries to make it stop
And nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
No no no no
Nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
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10. |
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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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11. |
She’s An Angel
02:37
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I met someone at the dog show
She was holding my left arm
But everyone was acting normal
So I tried to look nonchalant
We both said, "I really love you"
The Shriners loaned us cars
We raced up and down the sidewalk
Twenty thousand million times
Why did they send her over anyone else?
How should I react?
These things happen to other people
They don't happen at all, in fact
When you're following an angel
Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building?
Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead
Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things
I heard they had a space program
When they sing you can't hear, there's no air
Sometimes I think I kind of like that and
Other times I think I'm already there
Gonna ask for my admission
Gonna speak to the man in charge
The secretary says he's on another line
Can I hold for a long, long time?
I found out she's an angel
I don't think she knows I know
I'm worried that something might happen to me
If anyone ever finds out
Why? Why did they send her over anyone else?
How should I react?
These things happen to other people
They don't happen at all
When you're following an angel
Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building?
Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead
Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things
I heard they had a space program
When they sing you can't hear, there's no air
Sometimes I think I kind of like that and
Other times I think I'm already there
When you're following an angel
Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building?
Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead
Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest thing
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12. |
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Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture killed my dog
And I don't think it's fair (I don't think it's fair)
And his suicide can be justified
By the tastemakers, how they cried and cried and so
Bacharach and David used to write his favorite songs
Never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball
But the night lights and my dog's life aren't exactly one and the same
Youth culture killed my dog
And I don't think it's fair (I don't think it's fair)
And the judgement made in the city of hate
Just broke his spirit so
Bacharach and David used to write his favorite songs
Never, never, never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball
But the hiphop and the white funk just blew away my puppy's mind
I don't understand what you did to my dog
And I don't understand what you did to my dog
I don't understand what you did to my dog
I don't understand what you did to my dog
Youth culture killed my dog (Youth culture killed my dog)
And I don't think it's fair (I don't think it's fair)
And his suicide can be justified
By the tastemakers, how they cried and cried and so
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Broke his spirit so (broke his spirit so)
Broke his spirit so
Youth culture (youth culture)
(youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
(youth culture)
Broke his spirit so (broke his spirit so)
Broke his spirit so
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13. |
Boat Of Car
01:15
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"Daddy'll sing bass"
"Daddy'll sing bass"
"Daddy'll sing bass"
"Daddy'll sing bass"
I took my boat for a car
I took that car for a ride
I was trying to get somewhere
But now I'm following
The traces of your fingernails
That run along the windshield
On the boat of car
"Daddy'll sing bass"
Traces of your fingernails
That run along the windshield
On the boat of car
On the boat of car
On the boat of car
On the boat of car
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14. |
Absolutely Bill’s Mood
02:38
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I was born in a lighthouse, my mother was the sea
I crawled to school each morning, when it occurred to me
That life's just a mood ring we're not allowed to see
And this is what it said to me
My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And there's someone always calling my name
He calls when I'm alone
And he calls when I'm not home
And he calls when I'm stuck out in the rain
I'm insane
I'm insane
I'm insane
I'm insane
Now listen all you swingers, don't you try to tag along
I know monkey see, but monkey's dead, for you it would be wrong
Put a dime in my jukebox, you'll only hear this song
And it won't be fun for long
Because my room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And there's someone always calling my name
He calls when I'm alone
And he calls when I'm not home
And he calls when I'm stuck out in the rain
I'm insane
I'm insane
I'm insane
I'm insane
Thank you
Thank you
My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And there's someone always calling my name
He calls when I'm alone
And he calls when I'm not home
And he calls when I'm stuck out in the rain
I'm insane
I'm insane
I'm insane
I'm insane
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15. |
Chess Piece Face
01:21
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What's gonna happen to Chess Piece Face?
There go I but for my face
All I know could be defaced
By the facts in the life of Chess Piece Face
I don't know where he lives
Or if he knows to sail
Or if little schemes like this one
Ever cross his trail
But I don't believe he's dreaming
Or if he cares to know
So I shudder in my lampshade
So what's gonna happen to Chess Piece Face?
There go I but for my face
All I know could be defaced
By the facts in the life of Chess Piece Face
Chess Piece Face
Chess Piece Face
Chess Piece Face
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16. |
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Sometimes I feel like being wispy
And once in a while I feel like being dry
But we're doomed and we're drowned
By this feeling we surround
So I hope that I get old before I die
Ohhhhh
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope
And I wonder why this hasn't happened
Why, why, why
And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt
And I hope that I get old before I die
Clear off the kitchen table darling
For on the kitchen table I must lie
I'm just tired for my wife
Served the banquet of my life
And I hope that I get old before I die
Ohhhhh
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope
And I wonder why this hasn't happened
Why, why, why
And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt
And I hope that I get old before I die
Ohhhhh
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope
And I wonder why this hasn't happened
Why, why, why
And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt
And I hope that I get old before I die
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17. |
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This song is dedicated to all you modern day troubadours out there
And I think I know who you are
I gotta get a job
I got to get some pay
My son's gotta go to art school
He's leavin' in three days
And the TV is in Esperanto
You know that that's a bitch
But alienation's for the rich
And I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey
Well I ain't feelin' happy
About the state of things in my life
But I'm workin' to make it better
With a six of Miller High Life
Just drinkin' and a-drivin'
A-makin' sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich
And I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey
Ah hahahaha!
Well I ain't feelin' happy
About the state of things in my life
But I'm workin' to make it better
With a six of Miller High Life
Just drinkin' and a-drivin'
A-makin' sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich
And I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey
A-hey hey hey
A-hey hey hey
Ah hahahahahahaha!
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18. |
The Day
01:27
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The day Marvin Gaye
And Phil Ochs got married
The trees all waved
Their giant arms
And happiness bled
From every street corner
And biplanes bombed
With fluffy pillows
The day Marvin Gaye
And Phil Ochs got married
The trees all waved
Their giant arms
And happiness bled
From every street corner
And biplanes bombed
With fluffy pillows
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19. |
Rhythm Section Want Ad
02:20
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In a world we call our home there's lots of room to roam
Plenty of time to turn mistakes into rhyme
There's a place for those who love their poetry
It's just across from the sign that says, "Pros Only"
So if you like a band with a chick singer,
Say your cup of tea is a wall of trombones
If you dig Menudo, or MDC we salute you the way we know
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds that look at you as if you're some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
I'll tell you why
Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank
Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank
Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose
You guys must be into the Eurythmics
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds that look at you as if you're some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And here's the reason why
Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank
Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank
Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose
You guys must be into the Eurythmics
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds that look at you as if you're some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And here's the reason why
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And here's the reason why
Why
Why
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