Joey Lanni Moe Lynghave (born in Amager, Denmark on 8 July 1985) is a Danish-Hawaiian hip-hop and pop singer and producer. During his career, he has collaborated with a number of other Danish artists.
Joey Moe studied at the Danish music school Sankt Annae Gymnasium. In 1996, when he was only 10, he formed a boy band named Nothing Special with Theis Keller who later on became part of another Danish boy band, Fu:el, that took part in a Danish Popstar competition in 2003.
After the dissolution of Nothing Special, Moe continued with music particularly alongside rapper Jinks, both eventually joining the Nexus Music record label owned by producers Jon & Jules and Nik & Jay.
In 2009 he released a major dance single, "Yo-Yo", that reached #3 on the official Danish Singles Chart. The song also topped the dance charts for many months receiving platinum status. He also received the Voice Prisen '09 award. In February 2010, he released internationally an English version of "Yo-Yo" on the record label Universal which garnered airplay in Germany, Austria, Poland, Switzerland and Sweden.
Matt Mahoney is a programmer and researcher on data compression, who is well known for creation of an open compression standard and API, libZPAQ, which is released into Public domain, for the creation of data compressor, PAQ, which is released in GPLv3, and for creating the Hutter prize, and many other compression tools. He is working as a technology strategist at Ocarina Networks, (a division of Dell) specializing in data compression research.
Murray Irwin "Moe" Norman (July 10, 1929 – September 4, 2004) was a Canadian professional golfer. His accuracy, his ability to hit shot after shot perfectly straight, gave him the nickname "pipeline moe".
Born in Kitchener, Ontario, Canada, Norman developed his golf from childhood at the Rockway municipal course in that city, starting as a caddy in his pre-teen years. He refined his skills competing against talented area players such as Gary Cowan and Gerry Kesselring. He won back-to-back Canadian Amateur Championships in 1955 and 1956. He turned professional in 1957 and played briefly in the PGA Tour, but due to shyness, bullying he encountered from certain pros, and a preference to stay in Canada, he stayed primarily in Ontario rather than travel extensively outside Canada.
Norman's play, along with his way of dressing, were both described as unconventional. He devised what is known as "The Norman Swing" —- rigid arms extended far from his body, a very wide stance with minimal knee bend, shorter-than-usual backswing and extended follow-through with minimal hand action, which produced amazingly accurate ball placement. He played extremely fast, sometimes not slowing to line up his putts. He was inducted into the Canadian Golf Hall of Fame in 1995. He was self-taught and never took a golf lesson.
Now somewhere between the plastic dog and the flaps of the kitchen screen door
Rests a little gypsy moth, it got burned out from the war
It was a big one, the war that is, it was a Sunday afternoon
The gypsy was held prisoner by the screen door from the moon
Now somewhere between the dog food and the moth in the kitchen screen door
I fell in love with the gypsy, so I signed up for the war
It was a big one, the moth that is, she was the size of a baby raccoon
I pulled down the plastic prison walls and we danced in the light of the moon
(Chorus) Well she knows nothing at all about life
Now she knows everything about living
She knows nothing at all about life
Yeah, she knows everything about living
She looped and swirled and dove and twirled
And danced in celebration
We won the war of the kitchen screen door
And the gypsy's liberation
It was a big one, the victory, and the sun gave way to the moon
Well we got drunk and she thanked me, and then we drank all afternoon
Now somewhere between the back porch and the yellowed light of the moon
Waits a widow weaving wonders on a Sunday night in June
It was a big one, the spider that is, and she never even batted an eye
The gypsy flew into her web and uhh...
You know, sometimes it might be difficult to walk the street blind when you're half in the bag and three sheets to the wind so to speak... but to fly?
(Chorus)
Well I was just now doing funnels at good ol' TKE's
When I saw a drunk come in who looked pretty good to me
So I asked her for a dance and then I asked her for name
And within a nanosecond she became a royal pain
Bawk bawk bawk
Bawk bawk bawk
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Across the room I spot a girl with eyes disguised as love
With the raven hair and the soft skin of a dove
And when she looked at me into my eyes she put me in a hex
I said beat me, whip me, love me baby let me write bad checks
Bawk bawk bawk
Bawk bawk bawk
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenberg (Ohhh)
Well Suzy was a moaner and a sleazy little tease
But once you got her going she would always aim to please
With a quart of cheap tequila and a quarter gram of hash
Her hips would start a smokin' like a pipe of burning ash
Bawk bawk bawk
Bawk
Thank you Doctor Graffenburg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenburg (Ohhh)
Thank you Doctor Graffenburg (Ohhh)
Up in the sky
It's a bird,
It's a plane
Yea, it's a plane.
I'm not afraid to fly,
I'm not afraid,
Yea, I guess I'm afraid.
Fear is a good thing,
It teaches us humility,
And it can keep us sane.
So I'll fly high if I have to,
If I could, I'd take the train.
Livin' away from home on the road all the time ah,
All the time
I've been up and down and back and forth,
No reason or rhyme, yea you guessed right.
Makes a grown man confront his fears,
Consider options, he'd normally decline.
I'm gonna find my ticket to fly,
I'm gonna fly, I'm gonna fly-high
Chorus:
Strap me in, tie down,
and roll me a bone
I'm gettin on an airplane,
and I'm flyin home
Strap me in, tie down,
I'm learning to fly
Travel cross the country,
I get too fuckin high
(Too fuckin high)
I don't wanna die
(Too fuckin high)
Too fuckin high
(Too fuckin high)
Too fuckin high
(Too fuckin high)
Yeah
Yeah, they fly so high, 20, 30 thousand,
That's pretty high
When they take off,
my chest sinks,
my ears pop,
I pray, I lie
I think about the network news that tortured myself,
And to pass the time,
I hear tell my seat cushion is a floation device,
Pray to god they ain't lyin'
Chorus
(Jam)
(Too fuckin high)
I don't wanna die
(Too fuckin high)
Too fuckin high
(Too fuckin high)
Too fuckin high
(Too fuckin high)
Too fuckin high high high
Chorus (2x): Time Ed, Time Ed, Time Ed Whoa-Oh-Oh Time Ed, Time Ed
Snack Time Ed, you're looking rather round C'mon Ed have an ??? Butter and cream cheese it was your favorite spread The monkey drops his ball and drills them to your head
(Chorus)
Snack Time Ed, you're looking rather gone But all those ladies, she don't ??? Cause you're teething and chewing on your toes ??? the loony toons, sit down while we're old
You were the skunky pig inflator ('Flator, 'Flator) Spilling rain from the elevator ('Vator) Born a monkey from the sky (Monkey, Monkey) Hey, hey Miss American Pie
Snack Time Ed, you're feeling timid as wine For this is a man, is he your partner in crime? One day your spirit...Timmy never was the same Eleven monkeys began drilling in his brain
(Chorus)
Snack Time Ed, is better where it ends along This is a man, he's long dead and gone Between the fingers and the cracks on the toes The monkey breathes as the ??? burns his nose
Let's build a house out of tin cans and car tires Make a plan and see it through Sit on the front porch And carve potato stamps And print the daily news
You can hammer on your stump Try to make a totum pole You can give that stump life You can give it a soul
I have a buffalo nickel Whose lifetime has been long It's passed hands so many times that The buffalo has moved on
Sometimes you'll find you can rhyme anything with anyone Sometimes you'll find you can rhyme anything with anyone
You can put it on the front porch You can leave it out to dry You can put it on the back burner, baby You can leave it to die
There are a million people Who pass through here on their way It will take two centuries to undo what they do here today
Sometimes you'll find you can rhyme anything with anyone Sometimes you'll find you can rhyme anything with anyone
You will turn it over You will wear it through You will put on the front porch It's got a mind of it's own
They say you got to pay to play to win
Okay what you say you're not like them
Oh hey wait let me get this straight
I just can't seem to concentrate
They say you got to pay to play to win
Chorus:
Yeah spinning around again
Yeah caught in a tailspin
Yeah spinning around again
Yeah caught in a tailspin
Believe me you got to be free now
Leave it be got to leaving how
Be be be all that you can be
Believe words of wisdom let it be
Believe me you got to be free now
Chorus:
Yeah spinning around again
Yeah caught in a tailspin
Yeah spinning around again
Yeah caught in a tailspin
(JAM)
Democracy the shining sea, the seeds are sown
ABC the agency we're on our own
See see see the forest for the trees
We sure don't see next why won't you sing with me
Democracy the shining sea, the seeds are sown
Chorus:
Yeah spinning around again
Yeah caught in a tailspin
Yeah spinning around again
Yeah caught in a tailspin
Over and over
Again and again
Keep my head down
It's my friend
Other wonders, I can't explain
As I fall into this life again
When it's over
In the end
My head's all empty
It's my friend
Withered under slated rain
As I fall into this life again
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get it up, so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin'
Weather, thunder
Ample rain
I get my feet wet
I get my pain
Over and under fields of green
I get my head wet, I keep it clean
When it's over
In the end
My head's all empty
It's my friend
Other wonders, I can't explain
As I fall into this life again
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get it up, so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin'
It's in my head
It's in my head
It's in my head
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get it up, so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin'
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get it up, so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get enough so I keep on
Prayin', I just can't get it up, so I keep on
Day before my birthday me and my cousin Dave
Drove his truck down to the border
And we hitchhiked the rest of the way
Down through Mexico
In the beginning we didn't have much luck
So we took all our things up upon a bus
It cost us three dollars just to get half way
Down through Baja California
We spent the night in a cheap hotel
Fourteen dollars, didn't sleep so well
And the morning came with bells on
And I took to the road with my cousin
Down through Mexico
We hitched a ride from an old pickup
And climbed in with the chickens in the back of the truck
I got to Tijuana by the middle of the day
Just in time to celebrate my twenty-first birthday
Chorus:
Well I'm a million miles away from home
And I can't find a telephone
My folks don't even know where I am
Hell I don't even know where I am
Well I'm a million miles away from home
And I can't find a telephone
My folks don't even know where I am
Hell I don't even know where I am
We got something to eat and then we took to the bars
A bottle of tequila and two fat cigars
We painted the town some sort of red
At some point a train drove through my head
Down in Mexico
Well at Five-AM we're still on our feet
A cop pulls over to the side of the street
He said something to me I couldn't understand
And threw me in the wagon, took the bottle from my hand
Well I'm still in the wagon at Six-AM
And I don't have a clue where I am
I don't speak Spanish all that well
I'm out of cash, and I'm drunk as hell
(Chorus)
Day after my birthday
Me and my cousin Dave
Drove his truck home from the border
Through California
(Chorus)
I never was sad
I never got down
I was relieved
'Cause I was so tired
Six years time
And it was six too long
Now you were gone
Now you were gone
Hey kid you're a lie
You better back track your story
They're false see why
Ain't nobody wants to listen to you ramblin' on
There's a non-stop party ever since you been gone
Cordoury Sam, You better count your money it not a $1.38 short of Being funny
Kickin' on your floor and bangin' on your walls
Locked up in your closet beat as a dog
No way 45 you gotta cover up protecting
Like the spine of a dog
(Chorus)
I never was sad
I never got down
I was relieved
'Cause I was so tired
Six years time
And it was six too long
Now you were gone
Now you were gone
Now nod; more the time looking for a reason to get out of line
Messed my mind and you sang my song
No more time sad and wrong
No more crazy eye
Drip and crippin at a world of lies
King of dark gonna muck your line
Show time runnin' for lord of the flies
Goodbye, pal of mine
So out of sight
You were outta your mind
Did you eat your fire
Or did the fire eat you
Good luck doing all the stuff that you've done
(Chorus)
I never was sad
I never got down
I was relieved
'Cause I was so tired
Six years time
And it was six too long
Now you were gone
Now you were gone
(jammmin' man)
(Chorus)
I never was sad
I never got down
I was relieved
'Cause I was so tired
Six years time
And it was six too long
Now you were gone
Chorus: (repeat 2x)
We are all waiting
For the main event
Would you recognize it
If it came to you in the middle of the night?
Would you recognize it
If it jumped up and bit you in the ass?
Chorus (2x)
Would you recognize it
If it came to you in the middle of your back swing?
Would you recognize it
If it came speeding like a bullet from a gun?
~jam~
Would you recognize it
If it came to you in the middle of the night?
Would you recognize it
If it jumped up and bit you in the ass?
Would you recognize it
When it came across town in a Ford Econoline?
Would you recognize it
Green water give you clean cool buzz
Cocaine money, youll sell your blood
Damn the things that you do
To yourself you do to your friends
And everybody else we know how it ends
With a boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Shoved into a tin can stands
On the subway its monday
Old man with a tin can in his hands
He wants money its ugly
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Have you seen me on tv
My money makes me lonely
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Green water give you clean cool buzz
Cocaine money, youll sell your blood
Damn the things that you do
To yourself you do to your friends
And everybody else we know how it ends
With a boom
She wakes up on her way home
Her day, is over he told her
To call home on the telephone
I heard say, come over just told her
Have you seen me on tv
My money makes me lonely
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom bang bang bang
Here's the whole truth
I know it's true
I made it up myself
And I impart it to you
It's not the bait
At the end of your line
It's the fishing hole
Where all the fish is blind
Here's the whole truth
I know it's true
I made it up myself
And I impart it to you
It's not the driver
Of the speedy fast car
It's the engine proper
That helps you get where you are
Time will show you who you are
We're all just hapless victims
Of knowledge and learning and such
The man you thought you licked 'em
But you choked in the clutch
Brent Black, you said it yourself
It's an ethereal kind of flu
A Mac virus reveals the plot
Of the fiendish Fu Man Chu
Here's the whole truth
I know it's true
Made it up myself
And I impart it to you
(YOU!)
It's not the drinking
Of the suds you partake
It's more the clinking
And the toast that you make
Time will show you where you are
Brent Black
Where did you go?
They stole your face
And you missed the show
(Third Verse Repeated 2x)
We're all just hapless victims
Of knowledge and learning and such
The man you thought you licked 'em
But you choked in the clutch
Brent Black, you said it yourself
It's an ethereal kind of flu
A Mac virus reveals the plot
I don't want to know I don't want to find out I've begun to hold And I'm gonna find out How I'm gonna feel When I look behind me Shadows on a field Suddenly reminds me
Chorus: Time gets around my head I don't want to feel ??? Time gets around my head I don't want to feel it
(? - Silver - ?) time has come Twenty was a memory Thirty's on a run Forty will be friendly Time and time again When I look behind me And I find the end Standing right beside me
(Chorus)
I don't mind I don't know I'm gonna find out when I go I don't mind I don't know I'm gonna find out when I go-oh home
I don't really mind Doesn't really matter Chasing down the time Doesn't really matter If I had the time And the motivation Maybe I would find Some big revelation
(Chorus)
If I had a brain If I was a scarecrow If I was a train If I could make my hair grow Every now and then When I think about it ??? again Livin' it without it
(Chorus)
I don't mind I don't know I'm gonna find out when I go I don't mind I don't know I'm gonna find out when I go-oh home...go-oh home...go-oh home...go-oh home...
Time and time again Time and time again
When I was six I didn't think I'd ever see
Twenty-three
Now I'd give anything just to recall anything from
Twenty-three
By the time I'm thirty I will probably be forty and trouble free
So I'll stick with twenty five
And all the things here in my life that trouble me
They say it flies when you're having fun
I say it flies for everyone
It's not particular
I think it's just a matter of getting bald and fatter
It's not particular
Well here I am they call me a man
And I don't feel as if I am
I disagree
I might have all the prerequisites
But somehow it all never fits
It's a mystery
Chorus:
Time... and time again
Time... and time again
Time... and time again
Time... and time again
It seems as if the older I grow
The faster it gets and the slower I go...
IT'S REALLY, REALLY BIG
There's no sense to deny it
So I might as well invite it, cuz...
It's really, really, really... BIG
Well some do hold a timely view
That like fine wine we may improve with age
All I hold is my own view
And it don't have that much to do with age
Hey, hey, monkey man whacha gonna do now?
You livin' in a tin can suckin' on balloon now
Hey, hey, funky tan thought you gotta prove how
You givin' in to flim flam, fuckin' on the moon now
Me-oh-my-oh monkey man
You think you gotta live it up
I think you've got a funky plan
I think you better give it up
Hey, hey, monkey man whacha gonna do now?
You livin' in a tin can, suckin' on balloon now
Chorus:
You threw it all away
You threw it all away
Crouched in the corner of your filthy cage
Lookin' like a rocker just like Jimmy Page
Mr. Homo Sapien I do not like the shape you're in
I do not like the things you do
I don't know what to tell you too
You drive around in big cigars
Smokin' on your foreign cars
You're burnin' dinosaurs for fuel
You shop in rhino stores for jewels
Me-oh-my-oh monkey man
You think you gotta live it up
I think you've got a funky plan
I think you better give it up
Hey, hey, monkey man whacha gonna do now?
You livin' in a tin can, fuckin' on the moon now
(Chorus)
Hey, hey, monkey man whacha gonna do now?
You livin' in a tin can suckin' on balloon now
Hey, hey, funky tan thought you gotta prove how
You givin' in to flim flam, fuckin' on the moon now
Me-oh-my-oh monkey man
You think you gotta live it up
I think you've got a funky plan
I think you better give it up
Hey, hey, monkey man whacha gonna do now?
You livin' in a tin can, fuckin' on the moon now
You say potato and i say three
you say potato and i say three
you say potato and i say three
you say potato and i say three
you say potato and i say three
i am a pinball machine.
i can't tell the difference between
my bellybutton or navel
pingpong, pool cue, or a foosball table
why is it you ask me why
i don't know the answer
why is it you ask me why
i don't know the answer
why is it you ask me why
i don't transmit what hits my eye
we're the same, yeah you and me
except you say potato and i say three
i'm thinking of what i'd rather be
parameceum is lookin' pretty good to me
i'd be so small you could not see
i could still be your worst enemy
i am a pinball machine.
i can't tell the difference between
my bellybutton or navel
Well, I'm fading away
And I can't find the way to the door
So, I'll sit here on my bed all day
While I'm whiling away
The best part of a day on the floor
I'll sit here on my head all day
I like being alone
I like getting stoned so hang out
And honey, disconnect the phone
Well I've already gone
And smoked the whole damn lawn right out
So, honey, pack another bong
Just like a chicken wired to your brain pan
It's recreational
Recreational chemistry, that's the game plan
It's recreational
Just like a chicken wired to your brain pan
It's recreational
Recreational chemistry, that's the game plan
It's recreational
Well people think that I'm mad
But it ain't that bad, they don't know
They haven't had the things that I've had
People think I'm insane
That I'm rotting my brain, they don't know
And I haven't got the time to explain
People think that I'm lazy
That I'm stoned and crazy, I don't know
And I can't imagine what they see
All the powders and pills
And circumstantial chills, I don't know
How you gonna go, my beautiful friend
It's been a sad covered road from again into end
Deny the light
And unlock the pen
Your gun and your knife
And your eyes descend
Wasted lives, wasted friends
Doesn't feel so good to be right again
Ahhh Ahhh
Ahhh Ahhh
Another one gone
Another one gone
Kurt Cobain, what a beautiful mind
lock the door and unscrew the spine
Scrutinize that undermine
If your hand in the bowl
Take over the sign
So much ridin' on the razors edge
Bullet hits bone
Like hammer on ledge
Ahhh Ahhh
Ahhh Ahhh
Another one gone
Another one gone
Blood on the dust, so much it's turning to mud
Remember, man, that you were bones and blood
Blood on the wall, and the curtain and rug
Try to kill the flame with a moonshine jug
Your house burns down
Who's gonna take the blame
Big brother George or Kurt Cobain
Ahhh Ahhh
Ahhh Ahhh
Another one gone
Another one gone
How you gonna go, my beautiful friend
Your life can't be longer
Got a message to send
Leap from the edge and start over again
How you gonna go, my beautiful friend
Ahhh Ahhh
Ahhh Ahhh
Hey Jason
How are you my friend
Hey Jason
wonder how youve been
do do do doo doo
i let you down
hey mika
how are you my friend
hey micheal
how are ya my friend
kids will try to run you over
kids will try to let you down
AHHHHH THIS SONG IS MAD ANOYING LYICS
It doesn't give you the right to
Co-opt my existence
So anything that you might do
Feeds into my own resistance
Could you be a little more concerned
w/ the simple things like my life
maybe think a little less short term
I've got enough going on in my life- & I don't want to get
burned
I'm sorry that you were not the teacher's pet
I'm sorry about the things you haven't accomplished yet
I'm sorry that life is so hard for you
But it's not my problem
So maybe you've got issues
But then who doesn't, it's the in thing
& maybe we'll miss you
when the new guy comes in next spring
& maybe we won't I don't
expect that you'd be sorely missed
& maybe you should phone home
& tell him that your therapist was wrong
Anything that you might do
Might just get misunderstood
& even then when you try to
tell us everything is all good
Could you be a little more concerned
w/ the simple things like your life
maybe think a little less short term
Side by side Side by side
I've always wondered why Loneliness comes in night Some people cry And some don't seem to realise
We share the sky And all we hold inside Keeps us apart Until we share our heart
When you're alone The road seems so long Come walk with me And we'll change our history
Forget our paths Side by side Side by side
Make that change at last Side by side Side by side
In my heart i know you my sister In my mind i feel you my brother You're a part of me Side by side Side by side
Make that change at last Side by side Side by side
I know
Wanted more than a friend
Wanted
Me to understand
I know
Now I know in the end
Wanted
Wanted more than a friend
Why dont
You just leave me alone
Cause I won't
Be around too long
I know
Now I know whats wrong
Why don't
You just leave me alone
I can feel it comin round again
And I hear it. that sound again
I can feel it comin round again
And I hear it. that sound again
So long
Must be on our way
No wrong
Will come of this today
So hold on
Linger in the grave
So long
Must be on our way
I can feel it comin round again
And I hear it. that sound again
I can feel it comin round again
And I hear it. that sound again
More than I wanted it
I never wanted it
More than I wanted to try
I can feel it comin round again
And I hear it. that sound again
I can feel it comin round again
One more regular night in a regular bar
Where you can find regular smoke in the talk without looking too hard
One more regular beer before I go
Maybe two or five before I get back to my regular home
I don't want to leave here at all
Cause some day the most beautiful girl
Will look at me and think I'm weird
I'll smile and blink at her anyway
Simply because I'm there
And I'm weird
And everybody turns to see the girl
Standing in neon doorway with her braided curls
In walks the real-life queen of the rodeo
I swear to you people I thought I done died and gone to heaven, I nearly shit my boots
I don't want to leave here at all
Cause some day the most beautiful girl
Will look at me and think I'm weird
I'll smile and blink at her anyway
Simply because she's there
And I'm weird
I don't want to leave here at all
Some day the most beautiful girl
Will look at me and think I'm weird
I'll smile and blink at her anyway
Simply because she's there
And, maybe, the most beautiful girl
Will look at me and come over here
We'll laugh and talk the whole night away
Simply because we're there
Went on down to the sensory deprivation bank Tried to make a withdrawal Met a guy named Leo or Hank You know I really can't recall Asked him if he could show me that way I'd be mighty obliged He said "I'll show you how to get there, my son But first, you've got to show me how to... FLY!"
First you flap your arms like a madman looking pretty mean Then you jump around like a bullfrog on a trampoline Then you take a pair of styrofoam wings and tie 'em up really tight With the wind on the skin of your face, you know you're ready for flight I once knew a guy who bounced all day and jumped tonight By the time the sun came up you know that he was ready for flight
Went on back down to the sensory deprivation bank Just to Simonize the dog Found myself crouched in the corner, Finger-lickin' the Scary Chicken We were a million miles away Traveling a million miles an hour It took us three days to get there, my son How many heads has Stanley broken?
Of all these people I can't understand Why they're all flying in one direction And if they didn't have a road map They couldn't make a single connection
But why, oh, why must it be I'm the only fish on the sea?
If I had a boat I'd sail the ocean With nothing on but shades and suntan lotion And if the man came to bust me I would have to keep me free
But, pretty boys just leave a stench Wish I could SUCK LIKE MONKEY WRENCH*
I will take every last thing with a smile on my face I would take every little thing like I owned the whole damn place I just ain't got the time to get on my own case What's the difference anyway? I'm just joining in the race
But why, oh, why must I run? What on Earth have I become?
My friends have been telling me and I definitely do agree My doctor** says I'm oral/anal** All my favorite symbols are wiped off the wall I'll smartin' up and stop trying to please you all
But why, oh, why must it be I'm the only fish on the sea?
Of all these people I can't understand Why they're all flying in one direction And if they didn't have a road map They couldn't make a single connection
Going to the backwoods to hang out at the fort Smoking stolen cigarettes from the general store Maybe we'll go fishing or swimming at the glen Go flying off the rope string and then back home again
Spend the day half-crazy, like monkeys at the zoo Sit around complaining, cause there ain't nothing to do That's when my mom would yell us to go outside and play And she wouldn't see us home again til the end of the day
Going to the backwoods to hang out at the creek Catching frogs and lizards, then we set them free Maybe we'll play kickball or maybe kick the can Maybe I'll just kick your ass and then kick it again
Spend the day half-crazy, like monkeys at the zoo Sit around complaining, cause there ain't nothing to do That's when my mom would yell us to go outside and play And she wouldn't see us home again til the end of the day
She thinks of John Travolta on the same day as me
She even likes artichoke hearts like me
She likes corn
corn on the cob
she eats cornflakes before she goes to her job
well shes an artist, shes got everything she needs
shes very modest
got a bruise on her knee
shes got a mole on her back
its hairy and black
shes got a butt like a pillow and she likes to wear black
Chorus:
well i wanna be her hero
wanna be her man
well i wanna be her lover any way i can
and i wanna be her friend and im doing all i can
cuz i love her little smiles and all the letters she sends
she sends me
Shes a dopey little girl and her names not nancy
in her own little world her names diane
She likes to play piano
Love to hear her play
She likes to talk to me
i love to hear her say
she loves me a whole freakin lot
she loves me a whole freakin lot
she loves me a whole freakin lot
oh she loves me a whole freakin lot
Back in the summer of 88
I didnt know how to rock and roll
I saw your face as i drove away
How could i know what youd do to my soul?
Goodbye suzie goodbye UNH
Ive been down this road before
I said that right when i hit LA
Im feelin alright
Im feelin okay
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Drag my duster all the way to school
Smoking joints in the parking lot
I think i heard it one K-Rock night
Lizard Boy youve been gettin too high
We were friends for goodness sake
Until that summer up at the bay
Sweetness, innocence gone away
How i miss them good old days
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Okay, Alright
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Tunnel vision, for a hundred thousand miles
Indecision, focused as a tiny child
Dilation, light escaping from your eyes
Keeping station, time lapses in the world outside
Palpitation, thumping like a hummingbird
Concentration, missing every single word
No admission, all the money in the world
On a mission, spinning like a little girl
Feeling fine
So refined
Break outside of your cathedral
Heart is beating, inside out of you
Inch by inch and step by step
Is the best that you can do
Your eyes on the horizon
And you don't look down
Temperature keeps rising
And your head keeps spinning 'round and 'round
Feeling fine
So refined
Break outside of your cathedral
Break outside of your cathedral
Of your cathedral
Break outside of your cathedral
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside
Break outside of your cathedral
Break outside of your cathedral
Of your cathedral
God is light
Light is good
God is good
There's a bag lady siftin' through trash in my neighborhood
Asked for a light, ya know I understood
God is light
Light is good
God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you?
Have you heard about the infant born with a handgun?
Shot his twin brother coming out, now he's an only son
He's a good boy, wait and see
We'll rehabilitate him, one, two, three
God is light
Light is good
God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you?
They'll hear you playing your guitar
Hey Saint Augustine
There's a flaw, you see
You've reasoned quite
Illogically
God is light
Light is good
God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you?
They'll hear you playing your guitar
God is light
Light is good
God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you?
Where you gonna run when they come for you?
I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' 'bout half past dead; I just need to find a place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned and then he shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.
Take a load off Fannie, take a load for free; Take a load off Fannie, And (and) (and) you put the load right on me. (you put the load right on me)
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide; When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side. I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown." She said, "Baby, I gotta go, but my friend the devil can stick around."
Take a load off Fannie, take a load for free Take a load off Fannie, And (and) (and) you put the load right on me. (you put the load right on me)
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' that you can say It's just ol' Luke, and Luke is waitin' on the Judgement Day. "Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?" He said, "Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"
Take a load off Fannie, take a load for free Take a load off Fannie, And (and) (and) you put the load right on me. (you put the load right on me)
Want a man with a scar on his face and a peg leg
Drives his cab fifteen miles per hour down Broadway
Looks at me with his crooked smile while Gershwin plays
Hits his breaks and points out the freaks on St. Mark's place
Here we go
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls
Its a cab ride at five a.m.
Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls
New York City I'm coming home again
I sit and smile think about summer sundays and the roller skates
And their wigs and rainbow socks float past like a ballet
Peanut rosters poppin' up on every corner can't you taste that taste
Makes me long for an early morning ride on the subway
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls
Its a cab ride at five a.m.
Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls
New York City I'm coming home again
You can steal a line on a phrase and wreck a company on cheer
Sign you off make you an artist make you a millionaire
Shake your hand pat your back give you a big white smile
Then they'll say that they're your biggest fans and share the love you star
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls
Its a cab ride at five a.m.
Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls
New York City I'm coming home again
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls
Its a cab ride at five a.m.
Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls
New York City I'm coming home again
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls
Its a cab ride at five a.m.
Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls
New York City I'm coming home again
New York City I'm coming home again
Did you see it?
It was so easy
Did you see it?
It was so easy
It's been so long that it's all been forgotten
It's been so long that I would not know
Would'ja b'lieve it?
It was so easy
Would'ja b'lieve it?
It was so easy
Don't shoot the messenger it's not his fault
It's just a drag when you're the last one to know
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Did you see it?
It was so easy
Did you see it?
It was so easy
Four years ago this would not be true
Four years ago is a lifetime to me
Would'ja b'lieve it?
It was so easy
Would'ja b'lieve it?
It was so easy
I found out when I saw my family
I'll sing this song so that I will remember
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Lifetime
Lifetime
Lifetime
Lifetime
(Chuck Scats)
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
Four sleeping dogs lie
With cowboy boots upon his feet,
Look both ways before you cross the street.
I saw you flying like a superstar,
Off the hood of some offending car.
The ambulance came right away.
Across the street, I heard him say:
"Al I got hit by a car,
You're a good friend Al, that's what you are."
Chorus:
Crushed like green velour,
You can't keep him down.
Who will mind the store
When Kyle's out of town?
Crushed like green velour,
You can't keep him down.
Who will mind the store
When Kyle's out of town?
Kyle got hurt pretty bad.
I guess he earned his victim badge.
He's an eagle scout with broken bones.
Eating Percosets and ice cream cones.
9: 30 Club seems far away.
But I swear I still can hear him say:
"Al I got hit by a car.
You're a good friend Al, that's what you are."
Chorus:
Crushed like green velour,
You can't keep him down.
Who will mind the store
When Kyle's out of town?
Crushed like green velour,
You can't keep him down.
Who will mind the store
I'm right
I know
You're mine
You wait there every evening
Till the morning light
I saw you on the ceiling
How could I even fight?
I saw you in the morning
About 3: 55
I asked you what you wanted
You said you wanted to be alive
Chorus:
The more things change, the more they stay the same
The more things stay the same, the more I go insane
The more things change, the more they stay the same
The more things stay the same, the more I go insane
You ran around my bedroom
And made me levitate
You pinned me to my bed
You forced me to stay awake
(Chorus)
Haunted by the ghost of you
Each lonely night
I've tried to scream out loud
But the walls they('re) closing tight
My heart beats faster
Twice as faster
(Chorus)
The more I go insane
Try and imagine my life
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine my day
Try and imagine
('magine)
Try and imagine my day
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine my life
Try and imagine
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine my day
Try and imagine
('magine)
Try and imagine my day
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine my life
Try and imagine
Chorus:
Time to meet your maker
Look her in the eyes
Time to meet your mother
Look her in the eyes
Time for justification
Time for big words
Time for pontification
Time for big world
Try and imagine my side
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine my love
Try and imagine
('magine)
Try and imagine the lies
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine the time
Try and imagine
(Chorus - "Extrameleon Curioz Jam")
Try and imagine tension
Try and imagine pain
Try and imagine friction
Try and imagine
('magine)
Try and imagine freedom
Try and imagine why
Try and imagine freedom
Wastin' away, sittin' around
Time on my hands, leaves on the ground
Been showed the way, hinted around
Never was certain, and I've never been found
I am a faker, pretending along
Lost site of my maker
I will die before I finish this song
Been showed the way, hinted around
Never was certain, and I've never been found
Fakin' away, pretendin' around
Rain's in that bucket, and there's dust on the ground
I am a faker, pretending along
Lost site of my maker
I will die before I finish this song
Slippin' away, waitin' around
Words in my brain, words make a sound
Been showed the way, hinted around
Never was certain, and I've never been found
Trippin' away, slidin' around
Out in the rain, drops make a sound
Fakin' away, pretendin' around
The joke's on you, get your jaw off the ground
I am a faker, pretending along
Lost site of my maker
I will die before I finish this song
I am a faker, I am a faker
I am a faker, I am a faker
(Chorus X2)
All the way down to the bottom
All the way down to the fire
All the way down to the devil
Beelzebub
(To the bottom of the pit, now)
I got sins
Piled high
Wait for me
When I die
Holy love
Dirty deed
You don't care
(Chorus X2)
Fire burns
Cold as ice
No more hate
No more lies
Coffin nailed
Dirty deeds
No more life
(JAM)
Come up screaming
Come up screaming
I've never seen you look like this without a reason
Another promise fallen through
Another season passes by you
I never took the smile away from anybody's face
And that's a desperate way to look
For someone who is still a child
In a big country dreams stay with you
Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside
Stay alive
I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered
But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered
I'm not expecting to grow flowers in a desert
But I can live and breathe
And see the sun in wintertime
In a big country dreams stay with you
Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside
Stay alive
Stay alive
So take that look out of here it doesn't fit you
Because it's happened doesn't mean you've been discarded
Pull up your head off the floor—come up screaming
Cry out for everything you ever might have wanted
I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered
But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered
I'm not expecting to grow flowers in a desert
But I can live and breathe
And see the sun in wintertime
In a big country dreams stay with you
Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside
God is light Light is good God is good
There's a bag lady siften through trash in my neighborhood Asked for a light, ya know I understood
God is light Light is good God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you?
Have you heard about the infant born with a handgun Shot his twin brother coming out now he's an only son He's a good boy, wait and see We'll rehabilitate him one-two-three
God is light Light is good God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you? They'll hear you playing your guitar
Hey Saint Augustine There's a flaw you see You've reasoned quite Illogically
God is light Light is good God is good
Where you gonna run when they come for you? They'll hear you playing your guitar
God is light Light is good God is good
Can't be bothered with the natural fact
I'm her slave and I can't look back
She's the Queen of the briny deep
Rebubula across the sea
Just like Sinbad I sailed my vessel true
Fled like Popeye from the Island of the Goon
Till her song, well it lured me off course
I think it came from the ocean floor
Chorus:
Rip off all my limbs
Poke out both my eyes
Pull out my swollen tongue
Wear a thin disguise
And the Sirens' song
Sweetly sucks me down
Into the ocean blue
I'll find my way back to you
Can't be bothered with the natural fact
I guess she's gone and she ain't comin' back
Been at the sea for forty days and forty nights
Let her go without any fight
Repeat Chorus
There she stands knee deep
At the ocean shore
Waves her arms like a matador
Like a matador of course
She's an East coast mama now
I know that for sure
And I'm going down for the third time
Going down the third
Down - Down - Down
What if they came, lost along the way?
What if they stayed, just, one more day?
It's a heavy way, there's trucks along the grade
Alright ok, maybe it'll all just go away
So, what if they came and all the people had just gone away?
It looked like a day somewhere in New Mexico, before the break of day
There wasn't a sound except for the rush of blood, inside your head
No one around
Out the door, All the people went away
Nothing more, Nothing less to say
What if the skies just opened up one night
And the green green lights and the stars just all stepped aside
Then she opens her eyes, maybe then she cried
Maybe on that night no one stopped to wonder why
So, what if they came and all the people had just gone away?
It looked like a day somewhere in Mexico, before the break of day
There wasn't a sound except for the rush of blood, inside your head
No one around
Out the door, All the people went away
Nothing more, Nothing less to say
(JAM)
So, what if they came and all the people had just gone away?
It looked like a day somewhere in Mexico, before the break of day
There wasn't a sound except for the rush of blood, inside your head
No one around
No one around
No one around
So, what if they came and all the people had just gone away?
It looked like a day somewhere in New Mexico, before the break of day
There wasn't a sound except for the rush of blood, inside your head
No one around
Out the door, All the people went away
Chorus:
Yodelittle lady who
Yodelittle lady that I love
Yodelittle lady who
Yodelittle lady that I love
Yodelittle lady who gets me up at night
To get a glass of water when you're feeling kind of dry
Yodelittle lady who then asks me with a smile
"Can't you do that later? Let's just hang out for awhile."
(Chorus)
Yodelittle lady who drives me insane
You ask me if I wanna play
And then you quit the game
Yodelittle lady who'll ruin my day
Then ask, "What's the matter hun, is everything okay?"
(Chorus)
Yodelittle lady who butters my bread
And then late at night you butter my bread
Yodelittle lady who makes my bed
The only place that I'd rather be instead
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Yodelittle lady who bakes my bean
Boil my potato and make me scream
Yodelittle lady who makes me sing
Dumb songs of loving - cuz you told me to
I can see my welcome is wearing thin
There's much conjecture about the state we're in
I'm not feeling good as gold, I'm feeling cheap as tin
I think it's time for my Ritalin*
You say I don't care about
You and all the things you can't live without
You say it's only temporary
We're going to end up in purgatory
Couch... Fatboy**...Arms akimbo
Is... Fatboy... We're in limbo
Satan... Fatboy... Arms akimbo
Couch is Satan... We're in limbo
It's so impersonal on the phone
We are one but we are alone
You say it's only temporary
We're going to end up in purgatory
You say I don't care about
You and all the things you can't live without
I'm not feeling good as gold, I'm feeling cheap as tin
I think it's time for my Ritalin
Procrastination is second nature
And prone to exotic nomenclature
I think the more we put it off the more we
Yeah, you know i cant get it right
Yeah, though i try as i might
Yeah, you know i cant see the light
Yeah, you know i cant get it right
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah, i think im out of my head
Yeah, i might be better off dead
Yeah, i shouldnt have got out of bed
Yeah, i think im out of my head
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, not coming down
Give me some fire, and a piece of glass
Hear that train, floatin' past
On feathered tracks, with helium wheels
Ain't no coal, ain't no steel
Chorus:
Opium, won't you smile on my brain
Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain
It's 8: 00 AM, not a quarter past 3: 00
Flowers and fog, you've gotta set me free
Deja vu, all over again
You wanna be my pal, my best-est friend
Hear that train, screamin' past
Out of control and off the tracks
Chorus:
Rescue me, you've got to rescue me
Rescue me, you've got to rescue me
Rescue me, you've got to rescue me
Rescue me, you've gotta set me free
Chorus:
Fast asleep, quick to die
Seen 'em go in the blink of an eye
Long white line, tied to the tracks
Little white lie, no looking back
I know, you like hangin' around
Cause we like the same things
I like hangin' around
I know, I like being around
It's not the same thing
I've found
Well they say that time will tell
While that may be true
I can't seem to find the time
To be with you
I know, we could all live in the same town
Try for a change of pace
The place, well see if he remembers my face
I know, I work all day at the same job
Workin' for spare change
Livin' in space
Well they say that time will tell
While that may be true
I can't seem to find the time
To be with you
Someday I know
I hope it's true
We'll all go down
To where the skies are so blue
I don't know what I'd do without you
Where I would be now
If I hadn't found you
Well they say that time will tell
While that may be true
I can't seem to find the time
I can't seem to find the time
Blue skies of April An eighteen hour drive Atlanta at Three-AM...New York City tonight My home, my heart, my best friend Life has been pretty good Who am I kidding it's been grand
Chorus: I've been thinkin' 'bout this and that I've been thinkin' 'bout the way it should be I've been thinkin' 'bout the weight of the world I've been thinkin' 'bout the way it could be
Dog days of summer further on down the road All the kids just keep on dancing long after the show My road, my heart, my best friends Life has been pretty strange All the freaks are getting toasted on the range
(Chorus)
Be on my side
I'm on your side
This time and every time
We are the same kind
We share the same mind
Do it today
Meet me halfway
Meet me where the summer sets
Meet me where the water falls
Meet me where the music calls
And we'll give the clock another wind
I'll let you in, that's hard, I know
We'll wind it up
Then let it go
I think you'll agree
We're better together
Than we are on our own
Meet me halfway
I've got more to say
There's no time like the present
We are the same kind
We're of the same mind
Let's give the clock another wind
I'll let you in, that's hard, I know
But that's not enough
We'll wind it up
Then let it go
I think you'll agree
We're better together
Than we are on our own
(JAM)
Be on my side
I'll be on your side
Be ... on ... my ... side
I'm ... on ... your ... side
Timmy Tucker was a friend of mine,
He came from a long line of geeks.
His poppa was a horseshoe-throwin' man,
He was a horseshoe-throwin' freak.
His mother's name was Annabelle,
And his daddy's name was Zeek.
But he could throw them horseshoes, man,
He was a horseshoe-throwin freak.
Timmy was a different sort,
He wasn't like his dad or mom.
They wanted him to be
just like his older brother Tom.
Timmy'd get so close, so close,
So close, but not very long.
Couldn't even score a point
In hand grenades or atom bombs
Alone and tired he walked
The streets of downtown Exeter,
With a pocket full of rusted change,
A transcendance did occur.
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer
He should huff himself the short trek down
to the Army Recruiter
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker.
Timmy finally freed himself
From the onus he called "Dad"
He'd let the army teach him a trade,
Surveyin' was his bag.
Seargent Goatlips was an evil man,
Cause his wife was a wretched hag.
Timmy blinked and he opened his eyes,
He was washin' pots with an army rag.
Our hero's life turned olive drab,
He was cast into a 4-year hell.
Livin' in barracks with forty men,
His loins did ever swell.
Timmy took a walk outside,
Lordy, Lordy, Lord he fell
A rock was tossed into his retina,
His eye was an empty shell.
With a check and a discharge
He hopped on the nearest bus,
Went down to Tiajuana,
Got a nasty case of PUS.
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer
He should huff himself the short trek down
to the Army Recruiter
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker.
(Jam)
Timmy Tucker was a friend of mine,
He came from a long line of geeks.
His poppa was a horseshoe-throwin man,
He was a horseshoe-throwin freak.
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer
He should huff himself the short trek down
to the Army Recruiter
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Poor... Poor, Timmy Tucker
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
Dizzy with eternity
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
Call it home for you and me
A peaceful place or so it looks from space
A closer look reveals the human race
Full of hope, full of grace is the human face
But afraid we may lay our home to waste
There's a fear down here we can't forget
Hasn't got a name just yet
Always awake, always around
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Now watch as the ball revolves
And the nighttime calls
And again the hunt begins
And again the blood wind calls
By and by again, the morning sun will rise
The darkness never goes from some men's eyes
Well you know it strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets
Stalking turf, dividing up meat
Nightmare spook, piece of heat
It's you and me, you and me
Click, flash blade in ghetto night
Rudy's looking for a fight
Rat cat alley roll them bones
Need that cash to feed that Jones
And the politicians throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice
Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price?
Money green or proletarian gray
Selling guns instead of food today
So the kids they dance
They shake their bones
While the politicians throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Heartless powers try to tell us what to think
If the spirit's sleeping then the flesh is ink, yeah
History's page, it is thusly carved in stone
The future's here, we are it, we are on our own
On our own, on our own, on our own
If the game is lost then we're all the same
No one left to place or take the blame
We will leave this place an empty stone
For that shinning ball we can call our home
So the kids they dance
They shake their bones
And the politicians, throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Shipping powders back and forth
Singing, black goes south while white comes north
And the whole world full of petty wars
Singing I got mine and you got yours
And the current fashions set the pace
Lose your step, fall out of grace
And the radical he rant and rave
Singing someone got to turn the page
And the rich man in his summer home
Singing, just leave well enough alone
But his pants are down, his cover's blown
And the politicians are throwing stones
So the kids they dance and shake their bones
'Cause it's all too clear we're on our own
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
It's dizzying, the possibilities
Ashes, ashes all fall down
Ashes, ashes all fall down
Ashes, ashes all fall down
Ashes, ashes all fall down
All fall down, all fall down
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
All fall down, all fall down
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Ashes, ashes all fall down
With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound He pulls the spitting high-tension wires down
Helpless people on subway trains Scream, bug-eyed, as he looks in on them
He picks up a bus and he throws it back down As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town
Oh, no, they say he's got to go Go go Godzilla Oh, no, there goes Tokyo Go go Godzilla
Oh, no, they say he's got to go Go go Godzilla Oh, no, there goes Tokyo Go go Godzilla
Oh, no, they say he's got to go Go go Godzilla Oh, no, there goes Tokyo Go go Godzilla
History shows again and again how nature points up the folly of man Godzilla!
History shows again and again how nature points up the folly of man Godzilla!
History shows again and again how nature points up the folly of man Godzilla!
Superthick chunks of a broken life and reality
At the dinner table come to me
I said goodbye my friend my exit's here,
The road's so long, a million miles or so,
Too much for me I got to go,
My navigator's here.
They say it's nice this time of year,
They say it's nice this time of year,
They say it's nice this time of year on Jupiter,
Except for the meteors (if you dont mind the meteors)
And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care,
I'll never use this map, have I made it clear
I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere,
Whoa-oh my navigator's here
Superthick chunks of broken light in the Milky Way
You never know if they're burning bright
In Anchorage the sun's up about half the night,
Half the day and most of the time
The sun burns bright all the time
Then the winter comes
And They say it's nice this time of year,
They say it's nice this time of year,
They say it's nice this time of year in Anchorage,
Except for the Polar bears (if you don't mind the frozen bears)
And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care
I'll never use this map, have I made it clear
I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere
Whoa-oh my navigator's here
(Talk-box solo)
They say it's nice this time of year,
They say it's nice this time of year,
They say it's nice this time of year on Jupiter
Except for the meteors (if you don't mind the meteors)
(2x)
And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care
I'll never use this map, have I made it clear
I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere
Whoa-oh my navigator's here
You came and went away
Left me wide-eyed wondering what I know
Like rain, you crept away
Left me high and dry on down the road
And I'm waiting for the punchline
But I've been here for seven days
It's a shameful price to pay
Then I wasn't, was still dead and broke
The way I feel today
Makes me wonder if life is truly a joke
Well I'm waiting for the punchline
And I've been here for seven days
I'm waiting for the puncline
And I've been here for seven days
My daddy told me about the likes of you
My mama told me about the likes of you
My preacher told me about the likes of you
I tried to tell myself about the likes of you
Sometimes I wonder how
You do the things you do and sleep at night
The lines are clearly drawn
And so is you and you are always right
And I'm waiting for the punchline
But I've been here for seven days
Sometimes I roll the dice
You pack your bags and steal away the night
And I will always know
The way you lie and it will be your life
And I'm waiting for the puncline
But I've been here for seven days
And I'm waiting for the punchline
But I've been here for seven days
My daddy told me about the likes of you
My mama told me about the likes of you
My preacher told me about the likes of you
I tried to tell myself about the likes of you
I'm fascinated with people who live their lives in chains
I've always hated the way you lie and play a high fast game
And if I waited, would my life be such a cryin' shame?
I'm fascinated with the life of lies and shame
My daddy told me about the likes of you
My mama told me about the likes of you
My preacher told me about the likes of you
I tried to tell myself about the likes of you
My daddy told me about the likes of you
My mama told me about the likes of you
My preacher told me about the likes of you
I tried to tell myself about the likes of you
My daddy told me
My mama told me
My preacher told me
Peter Jennings told me
(Repeat 4x)
Daddy
Mama
Preacher
Jennings
In the beginning it seems that I've got
So much more time, but it's usually not
The case. In the end I'm in desperate need
Of something to help me get back on feet
So I look in the book of excuses that I got
Then I remember I left it at the top
Of the back the bus, side of street
Where the freaks and the animals usually meet
They usually meet
They usually meet
They usually meet
Ride up and down 'til something comes up
I tend to forget about what I fucked up
Sitting on top of the world for a day
Telephone rings and the cops on the way
Someone reminds me that I am in debt
I have not received my (? - officium -?) yet
My heart's on the beat and my head's on an end
My stomach goes out for its calcium friend
His calcium friend
His calcium friend
His calcium friend
Milk for one
Milk for one
Milk for one
Milk for one
Chorus:
Flying by the seat of my pants (and all the while)
Like some sort of ritualistic dance (and with a smile)
Convinced myself I had some sorta chance (and all the while)
Flying by the seat of my pants
? I promise myself
I won't sit subjected in this sort of hell
Fleeting and flipping and flopping and flight
Like a bat with a wing in a bottle of light
With rhymes so tight like a?
I should be rendered in this situation
? so she could pick up my entrails
Entrails were squished, she could pick up a trail
Pick up a trail
Pick up a trail
Pick up a trail
Pick up a trail
Milk for one
Milk for one
Milk for one
Milk for one
Chorus:
Flying by the seat of my pants (and all the while)
Like some sort of ritualistic dance (and with a smile)
Convinced myself I had some sorta chance (and all the while)
Flying by the seat of my pants
(Scat with "Broadway")*
(Slow Metal Jam)
ONE - TWO - THREE - FOUR!
(Fast Metal Jam)
In the beginning it seems that I've got
So much more time, but it's usually not
The case. In the end I'm in desperate need
Of something to help me get back on feet
So I look in the book of excuses that I got
Then I remember I left it at the top
Of the back the bus, side of street
Where the freaks and the animals usually meet
They usually meet
They usually meet
They usually meet
Milk for one
Milk for one
Milk for one
Milk for one
I was thinkin' about your face
just a minute ago
I'll be leaving the simple space
just to be at a show
I get distracted by the simplest lines
I need to test my resolve
I got the symptoms and I'm watching the signs
My medication can't solve
Every problem left on my front door
I ain't no Curious George
Marie Curie or Louis Pastuer
I never played at the Gorge
I can remember the warm summer nights
Driving so fast we were ran every red light
I can remember the feeling is gone away
Flying so high with my feet on the floor
but left my nerve on the ground
I made it this far using every back door
I had to find in the sound
Took a lover like some Parisian Count
then you fell off the floor
Spending summers with your seniors' discount
pay your dues and then a roll
Off trippin' at a rock n roll show
that's your problem my friend
Try slippin' past security though
I guess you're shutout again
I can remember the warm summer nights
Drinking cold Gennys, yeah we'd get so tight
Captain Captain America said you gotta be like me
Or you're gonna wind up dead last
At the end of your rope
Flat broke
Down and tired
You sleepy head
Won't you go to bed
Let me run your life
Lies
Clark Kent ran for president
No one knew about the secrets locked in his head
Friends tried to take his life
Accusations flew
Flew like Kryptonite
Clark still looking good
What you gonna say
To make everything alright
Lies
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
Stuck in the middle anyway
Buckshot shooter
Had a realm of fun
With a smoking gun
Heard around the world
What a War of the Worlds
What a wonderful way to wage
Suicide
Lies!
Pay your fine
Do your time
Let me run your life
Lies
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
Stuck in the middle anyway
Right in the middle
Dead in the middle anyway
Captive America read I gotta be like you
With a bubble in your bed
Buzzin' your telephone
Like you're not at home
Home on the range
Bread and corn fed
Won't you got to bed
Let me run your life
Lies
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
May be right
May be wrong
I'm in the middle anyway
Stuck in the middle
Right in the middle
A pint of beer and a pretty girl
A pack of Camel lights
Another night, another bar
Green, green neon lights
Smoke acts as a camouflage
For every lizard with a line
Forget about the pretty girl
A Saranac will do just fine
A pint of beer and a shot of jack
A pack of Camel lights
Some days don't see the day
And some don't see the night
Damn barstool wobbles
There ain't no footrest at the bar
When I pass through my water glass
I can, I can see who you are
One more bottle, one more bottle
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
One more bottle, one more bottle
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
A pint of beer and a pretty girl
A pack of Camel lights
Sweaty little men worship
Those southern girls in tights
And we keep on playin' the songs
That no one wants to hear
Sweaty little man they shot
A hundred-dollar bill without a care
And we play from ten to two
But we work from noon to four
Try to make a guarantee
Try to make points on the door
No one tells us what to do
No one tells us where to go
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
One more bottle, one more bottle
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
One more bottle, one more bottle
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
And Charlotte's a long way to go
Just to show 'em what you got
And I hear it's worth the trip
The room gets burning hot
Let me jot down one more thing
Just one more thing before I go
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
One more bottle for this happy hour hero
I was served a lucky twist of fate
I will relate
Big enough to choke an ox
It got me high it brought me down
Through a trap door I'd have never found otherwiseIt's hi and lo all at once
Not one or the other
You know what I mean
There's no in between
Green and blue
Pink and puce
There's six million hues to choose from
There's no stop and no start
It's forever they sing together
More than the sum of their parts
In time of flood you'll find a dearth
Of anything you thought had worth
Ebb and flow wax and wane
I know it sucks but I still dig the earth
Freedom and purpose and lots of time
To think about everything and nothing
On the road to unlimited devotion