• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Shark Attack - Piebald
• The Rock Revolution - Piebald
• Nature Wins - Piebald
• In Like a Lamb And Out Like a Lion - Piebald
• Getting Mugged And Loving It - Piebald
• A Friend Of Mine - Piebald
• All You Need Is Drums To Start A Dance Party - Piebald
• The Sea and a Lifesaver - Piebald
• There's Always Something Better To Do (The Strutter) - Piebald
• Strangers - Piebald
• Song For a Piano in a Minor - Piebald
• Small tTown Outside of Boston - Piebald
• Roll On - Piebald
• Put Your Slippers On Instead - Piebald
• New Coke - Piebald
• Our Very Own Employment Office - Piebald
• Opener - Piebald
• On And On - Piebald
• Oh, The Congestion - Piebald
• Mount Pleasant - Piebald
• It's Going To Get Worse Before It Gets Better - Piebald
• Location Is Everything - Piebald
• King Of The Road - Piebald
• Life On The Farm - Piebald
• Giddy Like A School Girl - Piebald
• Giving Cup - Piebald
• Dirty Harry And The Thunderbolts - Piebald
• American Hearts - Piebald
• Fat And Skinny Asses - Piebald
• David Lee Rock - Piebald
• Don't Tell Me Nothing - Piebald
• Sandpaper Steering Wheel - Piebald
• Part ii: The Noreaster - Piebald
• One Hundred Percent Good - Piebald
• Grace Kelly With Wings - Piebald
• Small Town Outside Of Boston - Piebald
• The Stalker - Piebald
• Where Have All The Classics Gone - Piebald
• You Wouldn't Be A Piece Without Your Moustache - Piebald
• You Won't Be Seeing Me Again - Piebald
• Two Rocking Chairs on a Porch - Piebald
• Time Lost - Piebald
• The Monkey Versus The Robot - Piebald
• Fear And Loathing On Cape Cod - Piebald
• Long Nights - Piebald
• Karate Chops For Everyone But Us - Piebald
• If Marcus Garvey Dies, Then Marcus Garvey Lives - Piebald
• Hillary Dresser - Piebald
• Deflated - Piebald
• Chris Rodgers (And The Wiffle Ball Bat) - Piebald
• We Believe In Karma - Piebald
• Holden Caufield - Piebald
• They Don't Understand Us At The Academy - Piebald
• Still We Let It Choke Us - Piebald
• Sex Sells And (Unfortunately) I'm Buying - Piebald
• Rules For Mules - Piebald
• Rich People Can't Breed - Piebald
• Mess With The Bulls - Piebald
• Look, I Just Don't Like You - Piebald
• Just A Simple Plan - Piebald
• Present Tense - Piebald
• Haven't Tried It - Piebald
• The Song That Launched A Thousand Ships - Piebald
• 8 A.m Departure - Piebald
• The Six Eighter - Piebald
• The Benefits Of Ice Cream - Piebald
• Get Old Or Die Trying - Piebald
• The King - Piebald
• Part Of Your Body Is Made Out Of Rock - Piebald
• All Senses Lost - Piebald
• Human Taste Test - Piebald
• The Jealous Guy Blues - Piebald

Hey look I got this thing on my shoulder. Listen all it makes a BIG NOISE! Don't get too close it might snap at you, oh well. And I am thinking you do not want that but you will still think about having gotten closer. I got nothing on my back - it's my shoulder, oh yeah. All eyes on me. All eyes on me. Man, I'm hungry and I don't know who I'm feeding. Stomach grumbles everyone should see this. Me and thing are hungry, but I'm not sure what the thing is. Break bread today, break bread today. My attention's been starved, oh yeah. I won't get bitten twice. The first is trouble and deep. I don't miss people 'cause I can't miss myself. No movement means dead. It's food and be fed the ghost of all fancy parts. A withering hand or a shadowed land won't conquer watcher's hearts. Stand up cause there's more to the story. I need undivided attention. It must be obvious but who wants yesterday's news? It's hungrier than ever. The hunger goes on forever.

Can't you see by the look in our eyes that
The rock revolution won't be televised.
When she reached maturity according to her father.
She was given his old acoustic guitar.
She taught herself a bunch of chords.
And wrote songs about the oppression of the working class.
And she played them in the park and she sang,
"I will come clean".
Cause the cleaner I get is the messiest yet.
Her name and music were becoming known across the continental
United States for her message and her activism.
The FBI even had a file with her

How could you be the foolish type? Faith is kept by land waters skies and their childs who walk a lonely mile. Some are sharp and the others dull. You could still lose a finger full of your life with the dullest knife. I've got a dream I'm a victim of the sun. For those who don't believe their days are done. Nature will win but we keep on fighting it. All things will pass and fertilize their grounds so they keep on keeping on. Whether I was ever here or not life will grow and death will rot as we try to cut it down to size. Human monuments will be destroyed by the things that grow from the soil underneath our only mortal feet. Tree trunks feel some pain from the ax that chops them. The wind of opportunity has a window that stops it. Piles of stuff all over this land put there by foot and hand of human who also takes through sand should use those feet and hands to climb the trees around us and love on Mother Earth cause she's the one who grounds us. And I've got that dream we're all victims of the sun.

they'll such you dry tonight it'll suck suck you
dry tonight puke and cry to like a picture waste
away at the drop of dime nickels and quarters are
heavier follow the leader the thinnest comes in
first and I am the first who needs change if I
had a dime for every time you said that I'd be
rich but I'd rather be poor and there be a smile
on my face I'd rather watch you throw your money
out the window at the female image billboard
advertisement watch your nickels and dimes and
quarters make holes and dents I'm learning to see
beauty in all forms and last but not least tell

Got to get back to the world you know. Take it or leave it from me with time on my side. You wouldn't last for a minute. Buddy shut up cause you're in it. Nothing to do, nowhere to go. If you complete all the tasks what's left to do? When you are just trying to get there don't forget about getting there. There's a finishing touch which hasn't happened lately. Wisely and slow stumbling upon fast. Fixing always ends in disrepair. Puh-puh-planning only sometimes works. You can say what's obvious or move on from there. Who makes up the rules in your rule book? There's chocolate that's thicker than you! Create the revenge and make sure that you hit the mark. If you want it it's yours - just replace all that you use. Meow-meow-meow-meow, shake the shaken. Maybe it's time for better words. Why don't you stand over there? Hands to yourself. No one likes not their hands in their pockets. There will always be monks and monkeys. Gotta get your hands on something.

"Running down the road trying to roosen my road." That's what Mike heard in Japan cause there's no "L" in the language. He's been unamazed by the people he's saved and I hope I get to see him again cause we'll eat some coffee heath bar. I've been trying to find all the truths, but they've been missing so I keep the view. Some feed us lines try to deceive but we won't believe them cause we seek what's true. Portland to L.A. He'll come for some day and talk some sense with me. He lets me tackle my mind. To say the least a tako yaki feast but they've become known as Mike's balls, filled with fruit and covered in happiness. No longer many renaissance men in our age of quick and cheapen. I've got a friend who knows what's living and he's got the golden touch. Have you ever heard the astonishing words of Tesla and Diesel's ideas? No one ever told me and things could change forever. We think about it sometimes and sometimes its now or never.

I mastered the dance but now you're gone
All you need is drums to start a dance party
You're invited to our dance party
All you need are kisses to start a make-out party

come crash on my shore and I know that I'll be
there holding a lifesaver get an idea of the
picture I'm painting and it's time for the
ultimate bed time story the one where we both
know the sound my ocean is green and your ocean
is blue and it's not an ocean at all your ocean
is a sea and you've sunk my battleship but the
party's not over some crash on my shore again my
port is ready for you we'll go swimming in your
eyes the bed is sinking in the water and I know
that I'll be there holding a lifesaver under the
covers with that bedtime story this time we both

When you get floored from coming down and ears are closer to the ground, you say you make noise all the time but you're loud just like a mime. So keep your pride. Accidental gentlemen search for answers with old friends but the only ones they find are the bottled up or toxic kind. Pay them no mind. If it's kind of a joke then there also is some truth. I don't care too much about anything. Travel ever softly across lands. Well I'm not rich and I'm not free and likely I will never be, but I got a girl who's kind. With my nothing she is fine. We adjust our minds. All the things that help you sleep at night. Don't get sick of the grieving you must do.

Where you going to? I don't know. I've killed my world and I've killed my time. So where do I go and what do I see? I see many people coming after me. Well, where you going to? Well, I don't mind. If I live too long I'm afraid I'll die. So I will follow you wherever you go if your offered hand is still open to me. Strangers on this road we are on, we are not two we are one. So you've been where I've just come from; the land that brings losers on. And we will share this road we walk, mind our mouths and beware our talk. 'Till peace we find, tell you what I'll do. All the things I own I will share with you. If I feel tomorrow like I feel today we'll take what we want and give the rest away. Holy man and holy priest, this love of life makes me weak in my knees. And when we get there make your play 'cause soon I fear you're going carry us away with a promised lie. You made us believe that for many men there is so much grief. And my heart is proud but it aches with rage, and if I live too long I'm afraid I'll die.

(instrumental)

I was born in a small town outside of Boston I think most people that loved there being a predominantly white community would call it culturally sheltered while I would call it culturally disadvantaged I'll be the first one to admit when I'm wrong the ice is cracked under the bridge where my father lived in the backyard where I flew the Styrofoam plane into the water.

I've heard that there's no place like home, so where do we go from here? I don't feel like this everyday. I'm taking stand to go out and play. Fresh air is good for your soul. It's time to move it's time to roll. I've heard that there's no place like home, but it's time to get out of here. Yeah it's sunny outside so let's go ride our bikes. Wind through the hair also wakes up the mind, so let's go ride our bikes. Never got that PhD. Peasant's life is the life of me. Couldn't be an architect. Coast past buildings that stand correct. It's been said that there's no place like home, but it feels great to be out here. The news is so sad the world has gone mad, so let's let them be we got better things to do with our time. Open road we'll never grow old. How I love to have you near me. There's nothing to find. Leave troubles behind. Out here you'll never have to fear me. I've heard that there's no place like home, so where do we go from here? Well I got no need to go home, so let's keep on moving! Roll on!

You may find that the world is harsh and cold
But you don't have to hold your tongue or do just what you're told
Or you may feel weak, worried, or lonesome
Like the whole world is caving in and you may not overcome
But when you get back from looking out or looking in
Even the summer sweats around you
Relax your body parts and take the path less marked
Let the pull and push surround you
A leap of faith or a jump over mankind
Push with quiet force the non-believers will be left behind
A general rule get treated as you would like to treat
And soon the tides will change the decision is at your feet

sometimes there are dragons in my head I am in a
room with giants put on your black let's go dance
again step on each others toes hold eachothers
breath when I touch your hand mine all mine all
mine feels like summer again when I touch your
hair feels like summer again I fell asleep with
my clothes on dreamt that you were part of my

if it can pull the trigger then we'll destroy the
liquor and here's the plan we may not win a
battle but maybe teach a lesson well find out the
names and interests of the employees try to find
them better jobs that they'd enjoy more anyway a
perfect plan no one would suspect us no visual
motive just our personal politics and I'll gladly
light the match that ignites the chest of glutton
for that one minute we would own the world pull

If you don't want to know, why'd you ask with phrases slow? You hear too much still want it all. Listen to the writing on the wall. Greek alphabet can ruin days off a tongue that swills and sways into ears that must digest. The mind is forced to clean up the mess. If you're the one who feels it I'm the one who lets it go. Lots of thoughts to think but nothing to really know. When you were young you made no words sounds and noise that still unnerved and now you've grown and you can speak. For some though, it's all tongue in cheek. You paint yourself with clouds around you so just sit back relax and take the pill. You think I know nothing about you, but I know something more than I should spill.

If you see a cobweb, just don't care. It's the last thing you should fear. Just live and save yourself from all that's living there. And if you wander off enjoy your time. It's the last thing you should think, my dear. We'd leave you there and you'd be left behind. There is still far to go. There is still far to go. If you get excited hold your breath, dream you're underwater; eyes closed, all relaxed, sinking and soaking wet. There is still far to go. There is still far to go. It goes on and on. So will what you came to do ever be done? All the weird stuff happenings, so who do you listen to? Not attractive but passive. You want to attack but need someone to go first. If you've reached exhaustion stay in bed. Getting out may get you nowhere repull the warmth over your little head.

I'm waiting for the sun, I'm waiting for someone to get me out of bed. Sweet oblivion. Well, it's just what's the point? I'll ask anyone for absolute truths and hundred proofs. There has been nothing to say since there has been nothing to prove. I'll follow laws of man if they make perfect sense or else I'm on my own. My own precedence. Heat operator says I'll send a hot one soon. Delivered to the moon, the place where no one is. Never done nothing like that before and you can try to understand. Look down at the floor and go. Stuffy nose and runny brain. Cash in on irony while you still have the chance. Too smart to do the dance. Too jumpy to stand still. There is nothing left to do.

I'll meet her there
I can't believe she's the place I'd like to be.

I'm coughing up a lung or two just so you know I'm breathing well in front of you.
I'm holding out a knife or two just so you know I'm standing next to you.
You can't always be down or out. But if you try you won't be found.
You can't always get what you want. That's for sure.
I'm sending out a note or two that says we're all going to the same place,
so it doesn't matter where you are in line.
I'm holding one hand or two depending if we're walking or dancing.

Drive around forever on an empty tank of gas
You can see all of Boulder from up here
I can't forget this even if I wanted to
Would you rather listen to something
That starts with a T or an L?
The T is for Tom Petty, the L is for Led Zeppelin
Either way we can drive all night
Just like a runaway rocketship
I wish I painted flames on the side

Andy went back to school. He got sick of Newbury Comics.
Aaron still rides a lot, except now he's just fatter.
Alex took over for Alex Van Halen, after his major surgery.
Jon, well, he got married to Laura and I teach their kid in first grade.
Thought I saw you on the road last night.
I need to get my eyes checked.
Can't believe I love something as yellow as you.
"He's gone so deal with it man."
"Wait, afer all, he did get us across the world and back."
Weren't you parled at the station? I need to rub my eyes.
We keep your door like it's a postcard from you from camp.
Maybe we'll see you in a junkyard soon. Oh man I really hope not.

Time to lead a farmer's life. You may not know why. Hell yeah you have heard it right, still, you don't know why. I am unimpressed by the secrets of this mess we've made here. Just want to live on the Earth so I ain't a judge of man's worth, roam with the animals on this farm of mine. Family and peaceful home on this land of mine. I wouldn't say I own, just the place that we call our home. Cows, horses, pigs, cats, and dogs, geese, hens, and even the frogs. Just want to roam with my friends, pet them until the day ends. It is time to escape this prosthetic life, find myself a small farm, and live our own living, raise some carefree animals, work on a tractor - but mostly just ride my bike. No one disturbs me. I do just what I like. The world wants to attack but I ain't got no time for that - I'm planting seeds. Don't want to see pollution or kill for a good solution. Singing songs out on the sunset porch, everyone's welcome so come and enjoy the peace. There's never an alarm.

You're batting your eyelashes in one direction
And it makes you giddy like a schoolgirl
And it makes you coo like a dove
What's wrong with that? what's wrong with that?
Pull those socks over your knees
Pull that plaid skirt over your thighs
Don't show too much now
Leave some for the imagination
It's not what you say
It's how you say it
It's not what you say
Hey, hey!
She's hip and he's hip
Jawbreaker as the soundtrack
He's asking you on a date for the rest of your life
If I saw the screen today that I would be a fan
That is as lucky as love gets
Pompadour put on your hat and then tie your shoes
You'll take your time today

Believe, believe that's how they teach you to breathe
But what do they expect when they say decide
You say it's your right
Well it's mine too
You say you go out every night
What's a boy to do?
Are we waxing or waning or is that just the choice of the moon
Or do we need mooring tie yourself to the nearest tree
Everyone is tumbling yeah
Adjust your straight-ahead
A sharp edge needing blunting

As it spun around and around,
I thought to myself this is quite amazing
Perhaps they would be justified in laughing
If this was a scene from naked gun part III
I think I'll go home now
Where all of my possessions are safe
And I can rely on no one to mess up my stuff but me
And I'll be the first one to start the trend
Where we treat our modes of transportation as friends
This means 10-w-40
This week's record
This means recognizing a name
And treating it as if it were human
I'll personify
I will live to ride

Hey, you're part of it. Yeah, you're part of it.
I walk the streets of a Carolina watching people pushing shopping carts.
And there's a guy above me and he's washing windows.
Making ten bucks a pop. And he says to me...
And I say, "Sir, well have you heard that this country is unequal still?
History continues itself. And I did not create the rules."

We're calling all allies down because we're so sick of waiting around
Watching you simply destroy yourself, cosmetics and all
Trying to not find your plans, like combing the beach with more sand
I'm light of foot and you're light of heart
So watch where you step and I'll watch where I stab
The end of our rope is a couch and it's hanging us ever so slightly
Tilt your head so we don't have to move a muscle at all
Sitting ourselves to a death, not painful or quick in the least
Do we have plans at all?
This long weekend was too much for me
Too long and difficult to swallow down
What have I got to say for myself?
Well, I really got that dishwasher good
Long day, longer than most I am sure
Heat wave, hotter than most I am sure
The fan is on, but I am not feeling so cool
Next to you, I still am not feeling so cool
Yeah, well, I can't stand that look on your face
Because I know you put it there
Fun is how you make it, not where you make it, so take it
Why don't you get your running start, it fears you just like I do

Well you came to kick ass and to take
Names and you got sick of taking names.
Well you've been around for years, you've
Been around the block you were thick as thieves.
Well we can't believe that you replaced him with Gary Sharone.
Before that it was Sammy, and the hit Poundcake.
Not much better in our book.
I don't think I can ever leave home again.
David Lee Roth a hero to all.
Especially high school boys.
He was good with the girls, good with the girls.
What more do you need?
Now you can't light a fire so you can't put it out.
Where's your self respect?

Sometimes there's nothing to say at first. Well, that's a mighty blow. You get something for nothing, but have nothing to show. But oh, it's the sweetest thing. Oh, it's the sweetest thing. Don't tell me nothing I don't know. Can't you feel something fast or slow? If you see it all the time then you may start not to mind but I don't know. You take off every Thursday for the perfect view. Happiness came and went and now nothing is new. And if you feel like you're long overdue you can do better than that. Yeah, get your own.

purified urination the quickest path between two
points is a straight line I am going to take the
color away touching things again just like the
first time don't drag your feet it makes you look
real sloppy ghosts make one hundred times as much
noise as me and we will be the hummus generation

another chapter is written in the book of out
lives another quill is broken clogged with the
same dead ink another chapter is written I think
we're going on twenty six it took a noreaster to
break the silence that night snowflakes fell as
big as golfballs foreshadow the mood for my
journey first was the flames shot out of a
stoplight the sky lit up there was an oak fallen
from grace in the middle of the road and we were
forced to turn around and you were there we
rolled down out window s we're climbing back into
whatever it was we fell out of you said we had a
falling out but now we're going to fall back in

you won't tell anyone you're lousy with secret
spoke my eye out I'll lost me left side you can
flip me over like a record or a turtle which ever
you prefer one way I'll keep spinning the other
I'll die in the sun her sad crush to an ugly boy
like me when you run I just walk fast you can be
the big shot just don't shoot yourself let me put
this away and I'll come complain with you I

That's more than a dress it's a Grace Kelly movie
You can see my benefit
Leave it on my doorstep or on my windowsill
I've got to take care of it, I've got to water it
You can light the candle while I get the lights
The cactus needs more light we've got to take care of it
That's more than a dress that's a Grace Kelly movie
Dressed up to the nodes' we'll make our grand entrance
With prickers in our fingers we tried to take care of it
We can't work like this and on she said
That's more than a dress that's a Grace Kelly movie
That's more than a dress throw caution to the wind
and you've got the sexy legs
And that's more than a dress it's a Grace Kelly movie
And you can see my
Leave it on my doorstep or on my window sill
With prickers in our fingers we try to take care of it
And that's more than a dress, that's a Grace Kelly movie

I was born in a small town outside of Boston I
think most people that loved there being a
predominantly white community would call it
culturally sheltered while I would call it
culturally disadvantaged I'll be the first one to
admit when I'm wrong the ice is cracked under the
bridge where my father lived in the backyard

I'll be around every corner you go. Don't you look so surprised.
I'll be in every dressing room that youüre in.
I'll be holding every door you walk through. You don't even have to say thanks.
I'll get groceries at the same time as you.
Don't think I don't know what suits you well. Don't think I don't know.
I'll be in every smoky corner you've seen counting your drinks.
I'll be the guy who drives past your house.
I'll be hiding behind your mirror watching you crimp your hair.
I'll follow you with sunglasses on.
I'll be looking through your windows at night.
Watching you sleep. I will see you at your big game.
I'll be at the same parties as you, and I'll meet you in the closet.

Of course we will survive this golden age
Where ideas are just old ideas rehashed.
Quality, style and function aren't applied.
Where have all the classics gone.
I've heard it said there will never be a classic again.
Art repeats itself.
I cannot tell but it pays to be a skeptic.
Cause there is nothing new.
Where do we go from here?
I've waited all my life to find the newest craze.
And it does not impress me.
What we need right now is a cultural revolution.

You kind of look like Tom Sellick from Three Men and a Baby.
I bet you have no trouble catching all of the ladies.
Have you ever though to yourself of shaving that thing off?
Just remember what happened to Samson when he lost his hair.
You wouldn't be a piece without your moustache.
Have you ever had a disguise that you couldn't deal with?
Just remember what you said, "Hey, man, I think I'll keep it for a couple of months."
But the last time I saw you yeah it was gone so sad it was gone.
No one's going to take away the fears you got.
I will not tire of waiting just for you and your moustache too.

I'll watch you run away
Through the peaceful fields
All the times you've slipped right through my hands
I'd cover you with anything
My arms only reach so far
There are so many pieces
Burn down that house again
Nothing to remember
Why do I dream out loud to you
Wish I could sleep forever
I know I don't belong
Where the water runs so free
Wish I remembered what was said
Your childish ways make me think too hard
I know how much time I've waste
I hope I don't make that same mistake again
I guess it's not a secret that I'm keeping
I guess it doesn't matter all that much to you
Look around and everyone is laughing and they're smiling

yesterday I called you yesterday I called you
lover I can't have you not the both of you the
various surgeries performed on each
other the twoheaded we do not want to become I've got the
strings attached so dance and I'll dance we love

why are we separated by our actions?
all the times we had before.
all the things i won't forget.
how can you let them go?
erase.
memories destroy me.
erase.
rip me up tear me down.
erase.
i will remember you.
erase.
time has passed now you're gone.
i think about you.
and he times i've lost, do you think of me?

I know a guy who lives just for the weekends.
He says he's tired a lot.
He says there should be five days of weekend
instead of five days of work.
And I remind him we get old and retire.
Too old to do anything but golf.
When you're young you're in school or in the workforce.
Let's make old people work. That's a joke.
We got a job to do and this is it.
I know a girl who works in an office.
She says she has no time for herself.
She says other than that everything is fine, everything is fine.
I remind her everything's not quite fine.
Maybe it's OK or even worse.
Work should not control our every minute.
Eat to work. Sleep to work. Live to work. Work.
We have the best job ever. Yeah we really got lucky.

If I find my way back home, I'll say _what am I doing here?_
We have made our camp, but not settled. Nothing can touch us here.
We took the van one night. The three of us, contraband, and our bikes.
The city was left behind. Our own vacation, our own weekend,
our own fear and loathing except on Cape Cod.
At two in the morning when my body's not attached to my head.
We got on our bikes and rode. My legs like Jello when we rode that night.
Hot livers and cold purse. The day was going everywhere in a hurry,
Instead of nowhere fast. Take a pill. Do substances. Have a drink.
Recreational drug use to drive golf balls.
It's the most comfortable and uncomfortable place.
The discomfort is not in a bad way.
No, not in a bad way. Don't make me go home.
My own chocolate heart.
Look at your scales, your head is on all wrong.
I've got monsters on my brain.
A towel on his head after jumping off the pier,
Rama said I looked like a Kennedy.
And Ryan's taking pictures.
And flattery doesn't make sense in our state.

Long nights, hard times. Everything that makes you feel tired.
I think I got to get away from you. Long nights, hard times.
Everything that makes you feel tired.
That's why I got to get away from you.
I've got something to say. You might not like how it sounds.
I don't care. I've got to get out of here.
You look like or your disguise,
you're just a monkey in a monkey suit.
Now you know how I feel. Its just time or it's the wrong time.
You can't deal with me. I can't deal with you.
And now it's justified for both of us.
Just one more thing. Can you tell me something that I haven't heard?
I want to hear how it sounds.
What was that, that you said? You can't think of anything,
well think harder.
Tell me a secret or two. Speak up dear, my hearing's not so good.
I shouldn't call you dear. That's a good one. The best and worst secret you've ever yelled at me.
I've been around long enough.
Life is what happens while we're making plans.

Trashed and battered now and passed out on the floor.
I'm getting good at sleeping on dates.
Nothing seems to hold my interest anymore.
Bad ideas come in small doses.
Nice to meet you.
We can't wow you with our people skills
We make enemies not friends. Your name again?
I just met someone whose name I already forgot.
Come back and tell me what has changed.
Your fake blood and blonde do not compliment your face.
Go get your gun, I'll get my hammer.
We are the only friends that we have.
It was the intention to make the third verse the same as the first.
Getting dumber as I get older.
Only wimps can not handle broken hearts.
We don't know anyone in this town.
I'm making a pact. I'm delivering.
I'm making a scene. I'm delivering.
We're making a pact. We're delivering.

This postcard from hell should remind you of how lucky you are
Simply assimilate or simply be destroyed
There's a little respect that you are disrespecting
No more martyrs cause there the brilliant die
They teach us what to think but do not teach us how to think
If Marcus Garvey dies then Marcus Garvey lives
Have you ever heard of Marcus Garvey?
I can't believe no one ever told me
Have you ever heard of Assata Shakur?

once upon a time.
when i just stood still.
your eyes pierced my skin
i've lost what i knew.
can i scratch them out yet?
lost it lost it.
scratch it scratch it.
do not even blink.
am i invisible?
what's your name again?
it's on the tiop of my tongue.
the summer has drowned my heard, caused it to suffocate.
your eyes are burning me.
burning me.
your eyes burn me your eyes burn me
i asked you why cause you asked me to,
and i am melting, and when i see you it's not like i know you
i saw you through the glass that day on the escalator,
and you've forgotten my name,
and when i see you it's not like i know you,

i begin to speak but leave a sentence unfinished.
you drop down my throat sour taste is left in my mouth.
taste in my mouth.
deflate.
silence is my self defense you've hurt this little boy.
i smell like smoke coz i got burnt, not cause it was in the car when you lit your cigarette.
maybe you're right i guess you're right.

when i was young i had dreams, my senses weren't repressed.
emotions now mass produce, there will be none left soon enough, stuck held fast like fossiles in amber.
i just want to be a child again, take this child away.
feeling older.
getting older.
i've grown too concerned.
sleep we sleep 1/3 of our lives away / spoon feed me.
it's going it gone.

We pulled it off right in front of your eyes
like it was magic
They'll find us dead for this
When you paint the town a lovely crimson red
just wait till you get home
They'll find us dead for this
They'll find us dead
They'll find us dead or smiling
The trash we were talking all last night
Or the compliments we sent
We will get what we deserve
Everything that goes around
It comes back around again
The trash you were talking all last night
Or the compliments you sent
You will get what you deserve
Everything that goes around
It comes back around again

I'd rather take the long way home I'd rather get
lost on the side walk the wind blew so hard last
night where do the duck go in the winter time put
on my hate and get out of here this is the first
time in twenty years I've waited forever it's
almost here I'll still be dancing when it all
comes down I run through the fields hope to be
caught on the other side all your kings lined up
in the back row the wind blew so hard past your

We're walking past the windows.
Trying to disrupt the classes
Where you're learning nothing.
In a gang of five or more.
They'll discredit us and defile our names
But we know the truth.
I've got a noose around my neck.
I've got a fever.
I've got the stuff I think you'd want.
I've got a noose around my neck.
And I've heard the news,
I've heard the news.
Now we're walking through the campus.
This is the place where minds are turned into robotics.
In our gang of five or more.
They teach us what to think but not to think on our own.
Taking this back to cellophane court.
I can't see what I've learned but know that I've changed.
My friends they all laugh but what do they know.
The world is unfair, it's set up all the way.
The self made brain is what we want.
Nail what I've learned to the front of my door.
Manufacturing thoughts and selling them too.
The gang of five is not infinite yet.

It's not what you want
But you'll take what you get
Why waste your time?
Looking sharp boy
Hair is just right
Tie is on tight for eight hours every day now
You cannot breathe
No time for yourself
What if your paperwork caught on fire?
Wasting away, blink of an age
Tie is on tight, oh so tight, and it chokes you
Days turn to weeks
Weeks turn to months
Months turn to years and
You'll die so unhappy
Well, life is a bitch
And life is a beach
You've got the sun and the sand your suit all within your reach
Take off the tie
What a sick day
We've gone to build castles in sand and go swimming,
It's time for our play
To the barricades
We'll take them by storm
Days fade to weeks, fade to months, fade to years

I don't mean this like it sounds. I can't stand up and can't sit down.
I'm only half as fast as I was yesterday. The tighter the shirt the better it is.
A carrot and stick type of thing. I have already got my hands in the pig farm.
Cut the kid some slack. Cut the kid some cake.
There was nothing to feel, nothing to hold.
Nasty habits rule this place. And of course the walk of shame.
It's something that you may or may not understand.
All out at once clean and compact. Flipping through the stations.
I heard some rapper once say there's a message in everything.
It's just like liquor stores, mailboxes and pay phones.

I've got to clean my mouth out with soap
I've got to stop swearing
I've got to clean my eyes out with dirt
I've got to stop staring
English was made to be rhymed
Or made to be destroyed
Organized organism
Don't ruffle the feathers
Don't touch a thing
Call shotgun babe and we can bust out of this popsicle stand
Everything good comes to an end
The saddest and happiest day you will miss that eventually
This white christmas is too much for me
It's not what you look like
It's who you look like
If silence is a crime then everything is guilty
Wish that I'd met her sooner
Wish that I could consume her
Mistress of luna

People to see places to go. And then I ended up in Babylon.
"At the risk of sounding rude," she asked, "Do you have any nice clothes?"
And me so smart I said something good. "I got a suit and I wear it well."
I am still wandering around the place you call your home.
I am still wondering about the things you call your own.
Too hot for the hot tub and too young to realize what is going on.
I wonder if you grow up here, are you stuck here for the rest of your life?
I can't believe the creatures that I see here,
they better look out for strange men like me.
If you can't look ugly what can you look. Or better yet who can you look at.
No imperfections around here.
What makes it possible for there to be babes of Babylon.
Please don't become what you own.
I can't wait to see you when you're dreaming of this place.

I've got your name across my hands, got a minute to understand
The sparks were flying through the poles, a circle is a circuit now
You can't mess with those crossed wires,
It's just the way the pressure lies
You're among the engines now, congratulations you real live wire
It's not funny like ha ha, it's funny like I told you so
Why do you have to write your name all over everything
I can't believe this
Mess with the bulls you get the horns, it's not funny anymore
The perfect place for friend or foe
Boys can't cry
Girls can't whine
I feel fine
My hands are tired
Your name is fading from my hands, I can't believe I understand
Look at yourself you real live wire,
Sometimes you suck sometimes you do

It doesn't look good to me. So I'm sleeping outside your room.
I've been making plans. I've been saying my goodbyes.
I've been shaking hands coming fresh from the beauty salon.
I've been taking a chance. Take it back where it comes from.
I've been making demands. Got my hand in the cookie jar.
Were you born in a barn or just yesterday.
Would losing be that bad. Would it be that terrible.
Tie me up with yarn. Well, it's not inescapable.
Hold me down with bricks or even a staple.
Can you please get off my coast and coat.
I would like to leave. This is why I hate credit cards.
Little body mighty hand.
I've got things to hide and nothing to offer.
Maybe one good smile, but that can't buy you a governor.
Where's the changing tide? Where's the nail in the coffin?

You got a window in the basement.
You got a perfect view, but you don't care.
Have you ever seen the things that go on outside?
You got a door to your apartment,
so you can step outside and see the sights.
Downtown looks like don't own if you look at it right.
You just might sleep yourself to death.
You guts will spill onto your bed.
I've got a windowsill that I mentioned earlier where you can rest your chin.
There is also a seat, that I've heard exists somewhere, for the perfect rest.
It's just a simple plan to keep you awake.
No matter what I try, your eyeballs seem to hide.
After saying that you won't sleep in ever again, you slept all morning long.
If you bore than you must be boring too. Did I stutter?
Your own kind of corruption leads to sleeping in.
If you want to wait, then I'll just start the clock,

I would like to think about it
Not just take a glimpse around it
You know just what I mean
If you've got another minute
It would be nice to be in it
Why would we move so fast
Even with the best of reasons
You still can't go changing seasons
And autumn leaves are changing hue
And if you're home I'll pick you up sometime
We'll go out driving and see the sights and sounds and way it used to be
Its always nice to hear an oldie
Turn to putty but that's the old me
The new is hard as rock
How can we judge if your summer was better than mine
And how can we tell if the moment is in its prime
And words flow like wine
And everyone's taking their time
To see what I mean, lean, furious machine
There is never a dull conclusion
Just a good friendly ending protrusion

i haven't tried it but i think i quite decided
i won't wake you when you're dead
i haven't tried it but i think i quite decided
i won't wake you when you're dead
and if you mind them you can just go out and find them
take all this stuff people from the land
great communicator no time to wait you are no waitor
or should i say you won't save anything
and if you find a way out
that'll never do somehow
and if you find a way out
that'll never do somehow
handshakes have faded ownership that you created
you better watch the face that you've got on
charming i'll seat you it is not so nice to meet you
healthily shunned stop right here or now
i haven't tried it but i think i quite decided
i won't wake you when you're dead
i haven't tried it but i think i quite decided
i won't wake you when you're dead
and if you find a way out
that'll never do somehow
and if you find a way out
that'll never do somehow
and if you find a way out
that'll never do somehow
and if you find a way out

Well, you're on the boat for sure
Life jacket and suntan lotion
Feel the sun beating down
Under all its rays you feel unstoppable
You think you can have it all
The little mouse and the skyscraper
You can sit back and relax
Accumulation falls into your lap
You make it obvious
You want oblivion
Look down on the rise and fall
The movements of the fastest ones
It makes your head spin
Pour salt in the sounds when they come open
You make it obvious
You want oblivion
Create a handout and take it back
Make sure there's lack of self-control
Create new words to the wise
Can you measure honesty through eyes
You make it obvious
You want oblivion
[x2]

come on sleepyhead, it's time to drive to nowhere.
i love it when you smile and aren't afraid to ask questions.
don't you tell me to stop my breathing.
malignant silence that dulls the senses tries my tongue.
respiration without permission.
pale yellow light on the ceiling,
her faint cries on the end of the line.
my eyes expel alcohol, come on sleepyhead.
it's time to drive to nowhere,
we'll find a playground and swing on the swings.
put our hands out the windows,
wave them up and down, let's have a picnic in a wide open field.
then we can run across & spread our arms like we are
flying. let's go camping and watch the sun come up.
we'll drive around with the windows rolled down.
let's dress up and go out to eat at a fancy restaurant.
let's find the most comfortable couch,
we'll climb trees because they won't bleed no matter
how hard you climb them, let's make this the last time.
when i told you everything was fine i meant it.
i guess it's just strange when everything comes true.
tear down my posters. strip down my bed.
i'm never coming back. i know what i said to you,
in the pouring rain, without pouring lies,

Thank you for not giving me
Anything or not making
Me take anything at all
Or give me nothing
It's just as simple as that
You always ask if us primates are sure
Conveniently confuse disease with the cure
And I don't know why
Doubt is a part of believing
You ask why are they misbehaving
Well I don't know why
Mistakes once or twice
Even when you deal with open eyes
Well it would be such a shame
To fall into the nothing or unnamed
Are the things that you want those you really need
Might try to stop you but I will not plead
And I don't know why
The things that are against you will never rest
To rhyme is to complete so I'll just say it's confessed
Well I don't know why
Yeah your head says
You are a luxury
It will convince you
Of what you need to believe
Are you standing
On solid ground
Or are your feet stuck
In the muck and the mud
There will still be mistakes once or twice
Even when you deal with open eyes
You can repeat only so much
Before you lose the sense of touch
Well it would be such a shame
To fall into the nothing or unnamed
You better get out while you can
Just to be the better man
You rush, I slow
We will not get to the middle but I know
I stop, you go

I know a place where the dead they come to life
But you will get there and see it anyway
You can float but you cannot walk by
Why send a robot to do a man's job
Hey most pessimistic boy in LA
Have some ice cream and relax in the shade
You do not want to be the grumpy old man
Look out for fearing your formative years
Just like the dreams you're in
I don't know why you don't take them seriously
What happens when the blood stops moving
Most claim it's healthy but I disagree
Feel the heart beat inside of your hand

Everyone always talks about the good days
before the trouble came
They broke up something that was never complete
Mid-twenties depression or a quarter life crisis
Make the list of demands what do you want
Yeah, what do you want
"Take a look at me"
As they're sinking deep
Sunday afternoon
Watch out for the camera that watches your every move
You're so pink so just change your ways
Sunday afternoon so sad
When you get to the end well then it's over
and you might always want more
Here's the latest let the eye rolling begin
"Take a look at me"
As they're sinking deep
You've got to let it be
Got to let it be
On a sunday afternoon

The king he sat in a chair of gold
and let life let him be
his daughter sat by his side most nights
to keep him company
the wise man and the alcamist
looked over the charts and graphs
inconclusive, they're inconclusive, hopefully this will pass
the jester said, i tried to make him laugh
The party was thrown for the king that night
and they tried to raise the dead
the golden chair still occupied
by the king's resting head
the daughter danced with the alcamist
and of course the wise man spoke
the jester said, hey king it's time for a little joke
no response, i think the king is broke
some weeks have passed and his subjects have
all but given up
people were tired of forcing the king
to try and live it up
the morning sun and the alcamist
watched the king make his first move
the king stood up, stretched a bit
said, i've got nothing to prove
listen up, i've got nothing to prove
and i, i just need some time off
i need some time off from all of this
yeah
and i, i just need some time off
i need some time off from all of this

It's a sunny day
But you still have made mistakes
The sunlight may not save you
Lay down pitch less hiss
Under green, green trees
Why would you want to make anybody's life harder
I wouldn't have guessed you had a heart of stone
I wouldn't have guessed you had a heart of stone
The clothing store around the corner
May not carry your size
Looks like you may not make it till the end of the week
Remember high school
You and Jackie went swimming in the pond
Now all you do is eat and shave and sleep
Yah Yah Yah ahhhh Yah
I wouldn't have guessed you had a heart of stone
I wouldn't have guessed you had a heart of stone
Some fond quotations
In a book you may have read
Filter into your situation
I wouldn't have guessed you had a heart of stone

You'd hold on to nothing
If it fit in your hands
Pockets and bags just won't understand
The common disorder of heads on the rise
Don't smell with the nose or see with the eyes
I am just waiting for something to happen
And all sense is lost
You'd callous the body
To make you a man
Harder to touch but that was the plan
Will you behold a revolution with style
You'd swap your hands for a new set of teeth
The chatter goes well and it's well preserved

this is not suitable for human consumption
you ask how i know it's just cuz i read the label
and i listen to the sound
we are living through the must with generation
i never heard a song like this before except yesterday
oh yeah alright
fight the good fight
oh yeah alright
fight the good fight
oh yeah alright
something's got to give and something's got to catch
get in the last words close in on the final destination
poke me with a Q-tip then claim it's a knockout
all ears all eyes all the time
you stare at the moon your chance is coming soon
so get ready the night is caving in
you stare at the moon and your chance will come too soon
so get ready the night is caving in
this is not suitable for human consumption
i read the label and i had myself a taste
poke me with a Q-tip soft and slow and gentle
all ears all eyes all the time
oh yeah alright
poke me with a Q-tip then claim it's a knockout
all ears all eyes all the time

If you can't see it doesn't mean its not there
I will take a seat in the electric chair
It's the way the cookie crumbles and the play is always fair
I got you, I got you, and i'll always have you
One can only wait for the sound of the phone
And if it don't ring it doesn't mean you're not home
The knot in my stomach won't leave me alone
I got you, I got you, and i'll always have you
I'll make me numb
It haunts whether you go to or come from
I'll dig this hole of all holes for me
Poor brain, leave me alone today
I've seen how much damage I can bring
I would have it any other way
No good comes from worry
If I killed it I apologize, yeah I'm feeling a bit sorry
Up in a tizzy, I'm all up in a squeeze
Need some information, yeah I'm asking with please
I can't get myself up off of my knees
I got you, I got you, and i'll always have you
My head is a mess I'm breaking into a sweat
I'm not filled with organs but I'm filled with regret
Can we do it all again and pretend we just met
I got you, I got you may not always have you
I'll make me numb
It haunts whether you go to or come from
I'll dig this hole of all holes for me
Poor brain, leave me alone today
I've seen how much damage I can bring
I would have it any other way
No good comes from worry
If I killed it I apologize, yeah I'm feeling a bit sorry
I'll make me numb
It haunts whether you go to or come from
I'll climb down into this hole for me
Pour dirt on myself for me
Poor brain, leave me alone today
I've seen how much damage I can bring
I would have it any other way
No good comes from worry