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• William Holden Caulfield - Too Much Joy
• THEME SONG - Too Much Joy
• That's A Lie - Too Much Joy
• Thanksgiving In Reno - Too Much Joy
• Susquehanna Hat Company - Too Much Joy
• My Past Lives - Too Much Joy
• Long Haired Guys From England - Too Much Joy
• King Of Beers - Too Much Joy
• Grataman - Too Much Joy
• Goodbye Ohio - Too Much Joy
• Donna Everywhere - Too Much Joy
• Clowns - Too Much Joy

"william holden caulfield" by Too Much Joy, from the album "Cereal Killers"
he called me
william holden caulfield
it was no compliment
what's wrong with
william holden caulfield
all that stuff that bummed me out ten years ago
still bugs me today, and boy i wanna know
who died and made you my mom and me some stupid kid
how can you forget all those things we did
so keep on sleeping on
till your hair is grey
when I turn eighty
i better feel this way
i'm afraid of people who like _catcher_in_the_rye_
yeah, i like it too, but someone tell me why
people he'd despise say i feel like that guy
i don't wanna grow up 'cause i don't wanna die
when i'm thirty-one
then keep living on
for fifty more years
i respect the man in _sunset_boulevard_
got a heart somewhere just won't let down his guard
doesn't trust happiness or the bad luck that it brings
he's lonely and he's cold and he's proud of these things
i said i'm cold
and i'm lonely

"Theme Song" Too Much Joy
meet our band of merry men
shake the hand of every one
we'll eat your food and steal your wife
buy us beers we're friends for life
we only shoot when shot at
we give away what we don't need
we live for fun and freedom
we stamp out feer and greed
to create you must destroy
smash a glass and cry too much joy
we sleep on floors and live on crumbs
we're a bunch of ugly bums
a great idea when we were smashed
turning anger into cash
we ain't seen much
but we don't starve
we drive around

Too Much Joy
"That's A Lie"
People Talk by Talking.....
I'm tired of the stories that you always tell
Shakespeare couldn't tell a story that well
You're the largest liar that was ever created
You and Pinnocio are probably related
That's a Lie....Hey, that's me playing harmonica
You're a liar...Yeah, and I wrote this song too
Lie, Lie, Lie, That's a Lie...Really I did, LL Cool Jay was over my house
You're a liar...He heard me humming it. He said "Hey, that sounds good!"
You lie about the things you've lied about
You even lied to your aunt when you went down South
You lied and a bodybuilder kicked your butt
If you was in Egypt, you'd lie to King Tut
That's a Lie...Just one glass of wine with dinner, officer
You're a liar...Ahh, L.A., what a great place
Lie, Lie, Lie, That's a Lie...No mom, I'm not on drugs
You're a liar....Of course I love you
My father said now son never tattle, never lie
But I think he should have followed some of his own advice,
I thought I'd own the world when I turned 21
Well, that's the last line 'cause now the song is done
That's a Lie...Overbudget? Us??!
You're a liar...Hey, we should have lunch!
Lie, Lie, Lie, That's a Lie...It won't hurt, believe me
You're a liar...I won't cum in your mouth
That's a Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!

"Thanksgiving in Reno" by Too Much Joy
From the album, "Cereal Killers"
At the $5.99 buffet
In reno on thanksgiving day
nobody seemed to care
why anyone else was there
me and my buddy jay
watched bad cover bands play
got little drinks for free
kept betting on twenty-three
we got drunk
we got sad
i met a girl who
said she could save me
she said "i am a hug
i wrap around you and i scrub
you're made of dirt my dear
i scrub until you disappear
that's what absolution means"
she put a dollar in a slot machine
three triple bars came up we won six
hundred bucks
we got stoned
we had sex
i dreamt that i was

So she said fuck this town,
nothing's ever going down
spun herself round and round
drilled herself into the ground
twenty kids fell in that hole
I was twenty-one out of control
she crawled right inside my brain
she's some mental hurricane
all you do is say her name
everybody goes insane
so I said screw that girl
she's the end of the world
don't like what she does to me
makes me hate my memory
I said things I am ashamed
to the girl with three first names
she crawled right inside my brain
she's some mental hurricane

"My Past Lives" by Too Much Joy
from the album "Son of Sam I Am"
I was Genghis Kahn I was Aristophenes
I was a guy named Urgh in 50,000 B.C.
I was Rasputin and all the chicks he had
I was Catherine the Great I was my mom and dad
I've been a butcher I've been a baker I have been a bookmaker
I have skippered Clipper ships and dug for undertakers
I've lived to be 98 and I have died when I was four
I've lived through war and peace and war and war and war and war
I could write a book about my past lives
I should write a book about my past lives
I died three times at Waterloo
This life's not the best but at least I'm not you
I was Abe Lincoln I was all the slaves he freed
This life's not the best but at least you're not me
I've been French noblemen and I've been Russian peasants
I've been somebodies, nobodies, once I was a pheasant
Iwas there when Ceasar bled and I followed where Moses led
I wrote the words Mohammed said, I kissed the ground where St. Paul tread
I was best man when Henry wed, I put the crown on George's head
I slept in Washington's bed, I shot John F. Kennedy dead
I watched Atlantis sink below, hung out with Bowie at the aAlamo
I didn't like being Edgar Allen Poe, I was sick a lot whe I was Rimbaud
I helped the druids build Stonehenge, me and Buddha invented Zen

"Long Haired Guys from England" by Too much Joy
all the girls in the music biz
have credit cards they subscribe to ms.
but they only want to fuck
long haired guys from england
there's this girl at my record company
i dig her but she doesn't like me
i met her boyfriend the other night
he had a pony tail and he didn't talk right
he was a long haired guy from england
long haired guy from united kingdom
all the girls in this here bar
will treat you like you're a star
don't get excited it's just luck
they'll ignore you if the guy from the cult shows up
'cause he's a long haired guy from england
long haired guy from united kingdom
i'm getting on an aeroplan
going someplace where the girls are sane
i bet in london i could get a date
'cause i'm a short haired guy from the united states
i'm not a long haired guy from england
long haired guy from united kingdom
that's the end of this here song
it's about as short as my hair is long
so i'm getting on my motorbike
going someplace where the girls don't like
longhaired guys from england

"King of Beers" -- Too Much Joy
gonna feel like hell tomorrow
so i won't go to sleep tonight
na na na na na na sorrow
everything's gonna be all right
i am invincible
i have no fear
i am benevolent
i am the king of beer
i love all my friends
i wish they would go away
i say stupid things
forgotten them all by monday
please don't remind me
a man's bar is his castle
and this stool is my throne
why am i such an asshole?
why am i here alone?
she's so beautiful
i swear i'd sleep with her brother
i'm so beautiful
i never met her but i love her
please look over here
i'd take a trip
but anywhere i'd go

Gramatan, by Too Much Joy
gramatan
you stupid indian
you thought you had the best of us
no man owns the land
now these houses cost five hundred k
we wouldn't sell you one anyway
gramatan
you crazy indian
you're not like the rest of us
you'll never understand
everything's nice
nothing has changed
the kids go to daycamps
with indian names
it's getting dark]
go on and make your mark
then come and have a drink with us
tell us what's in your heart
gramatan
you crazy indian
you're gonna learn to think like us
everything's nice
nothing has changed
first comes the snow

Goodbye Ohio by Too Much Joy
there's no one famous from my hometown
unless you count one astronaut
who's never been to space
and probably never will
but he's our hero still
must be tough on the astronauts
i bet they get bored easily
'cause how does it feel
to look up at the moon
and say yeah, i've been there
cold in this place
lonely in space
goodbye, ohio
i saw this guy on the tonight show
kayacked his way to hawaii
the host was amazed
what will you do next
write the book i guess
i'm no fool, but i'm no einstein
i'm bothered by infinity
no laws on the moon
still can't burn the flag
might be cool to try
floating in space
i see god's face
it's just some clouds

"Donna Everywhere" by Too Much Joy
From the album, "Mutiny"
I met her at the movies, she was there on her own
A bargain matinee
Theater deserted, she sat right next to me
Can't remember what played that day
She leans, real near
She whispers in my ear
I blink, she grins
I choke on my M&M;'s
The lights went down
That lion roared
Donna got down on the floor
Losing my mind, but I don't care
I see Donna everywhere
Down by the lakeside, in a lawn chair
Donna, Donna everywhere
She agreed to move in, but my dog made her sneeze
So I gave the dog away
Should've kept the dog, given her to my friend
Cause he took her anyway
Those lips, those eyes
That tattoo on her thigh
White teeth, red hair
She hated underwear
Is this real
Or in my head?
Donna's dancing on my bed
Losing my mind, but I don't care
I see Donna everywhere
Down by the lakeside, in a lawn chair

Title: Clowns
by Too Much Joy, off the album _Son_of_Sam_I_Am_
When I was a kid my dad had pictures of these clowns
He hung them on my wall and wouldn't let me take them down
I didn't understand then and I still can't figure out
What those goddamn clowns were so sad about
A clown was my boss at every job I ever had
Clowns run all the record companies that ever said we're bad
A clown pretended to be a girl who pretended to be my friend
Ths world is run by clowns who can't wait for it to end
I have yet to meet a kid not scared to death of clowns
They can't walk and they don't talk they've got painted on frowns
A clown with a gun I hope I never see
Would he shoot himself or shoot me?
A clown taught every class I took at my old high school
Clowns all wear Speedos when they hang out by the pool
Clowns dress up like cops and threaten to call my folks
This town is filled with clowns who don't get my jokes
They fall on their asses
It takes lots of practice
I have nightmares filled with clowns and you're there too
You have a big red nose and stupid floppy shoes
You're becoming one I can see the signs