Peanuts is a syndicated daily and Sunday American comic strip written and illustrated by Charles M. Schulz, which ran from October 2, 1950, to February 13, 2000, continuing in reruns afterward. The strip is the most popular and influential in the history of the comic strip, with 17,897 strips published in all, making it "arguably the longest story ever told by one human being", according to Professor Robert Thompson of Syracuse University. At its peak, Peanuts ran in over 2,600 newspapers, with a readership of 355 million in 75 countries, and was translated into 21 languages. It helped to cement the four-panel gag strip as the standard in the United States, and together with its merchandise earned Schulz more than $1 billion. Reprints of the strip are still syndicated and run in almost every U.S. newspaper.
Peanuts achieved considerable success with its television specials, several of which, including A Charlie Brown Christmas and It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, won or were nominated for Emmy Awards. The holiday specials remain popular and are currently broadcast on ABC in the United States during the corresponding seasons. The Peanuts franchise met acclaim in theatre with the stage musical You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown being a successful and often-performed production.
Plot
Three movie genres of the 1930s are satirized in this spoof of the traditional double feature. In "Dynamite Hands" a delivery boy turns prizefighter in order to raise enough money for his kid sister's eye operation. Later, however, he turns his back on his father-figure manager and librarian girlfriend when he is distracted by a flashy gangster and sexy night club diva. Intermission has a coming-attractions trailer for "Zero Hour," a World War I aviation drama. In the second feature, "Baxter's Beauties of 1933" a Broadway impresario hears he has only a month to live and is determined to mount one more hit on the boards. When his drunken diva of a star cannot go on opening night, he finds that the ingénue he chooses to replace her is his long-estranged daughter, whom he has not seen since she was a girl. All three stories feature the same cast in repertoire.
Keywords: backstage, boxing, california, chanteuse, choreographer, chorus-girl, chorus-line, doctor, dormitory, double-feature
Starring George C. Scott...TWICE!
A Unique Comic Toast to Hollywood In Its Heyday
It's Two Two, New New Movies In One.
It's the swellest. It's the cream of the silver screen. It's got buckets of tears and a million laughs.
Doctor: Mrs. Popchik, as you know, the eye is the second most sensitive organ on the human body. Your young daughter's eye muscles are extremely weak. They can barely hold up what she sees. If any part of the human body has a tendency to break down, I'm afraid the eyes have it.
Doctor: Spats, it may not show up on the x-ray, but your heart is pure silk too.
Joey Popchik: Fightin's for suckers. I'm goin' to night school to be a lawyer. These hands are for readin' books.
Joey Popchik: You know what they charge for an eye? An arm and a leg.
Host: The La Chez Maison is proud to present, in her eighth month, Miss Troubles Moran!
Joey Popchik: [Telling Troubles where to drop him off] Mine's the next slum.
Hood: Here we are in the country, Mr. Marlow.
Angie Popchik: I can see with one eye tied behind my back!
Joey Popchik: Funny, isn't it? How many times your guts can get a slap in the face.
Joey Popchik: I'm fightin' in the Garden tomorrow night.::Gloves Malloy: I heard it in the papers.
Plot
It's 4 years since Jack is back from Vietnam, but he still has nightmares. In a bus on his way to California he meets Carol, who just left her fiancée - only 4 days before their wedding, allegedly just for a few days of vacation. Jack happily tells her about his plans to set up a worm farm for fishing baits together with four of his Vietnam ex-comrades. Although he gets on her nerves at the beginning, she starts to care. When one after the other of his friends steps out and Jack looses his optimism, Carol remains as the last support that keeps him from despair.
Keywords: bar-fight, hitchhiking, post-war, psychological-drama, race-car, road-trip, robbery, vietnam, vietnam-veteran, worm-farm
Finding the one you love... is finding yourself.
Carol Bell: I was against the war. I protested it!::Jack Dunne: And I fought it.
Carol Bell: [cheers wildly, as Jack's race ends]::Ken Boyd: He didn't win.::Carol Bell: I know, but at least he didn't get killed!
Carol Bell: [observing a men's urinal for the first time] Men are weird.
Sheila: [reading from paper at gravesite service] To us you will exist in the flowers, in the trees, and in all the things of nature that God has given us. Richie, you are now in a world of peace and happiness forever. Pray for us as we pray for you. And somewhere, sometime, we will join you. With love from all your friends. [she places flowers on Richie's casket and steps back]
Brick: [after finding Richie passed out in an arcade] Richie... what're you doing, man?::Richie Werner: [slurred] Reds.::Brick: How many did you take? [Richie holds up nine fingers... Brick is horrified] Nine? You took nine reds? What're you tryin' to do? Nobody does nine reds!
George Werner: [answering phone at home] Hello?::Principal: Mr. Werner?::George Werner: That's right.::Principal: [sternly] This is Jim Fischer, I'm the principal at the high school. Would you please come over and pick up your son?::George Werner: [concerned] What's the matter, is Richie sick or something?::Principal: So far this morning, he's threatened the study hall supervisor, was very abusive to me, and tried to attack the school nurse!::George Werner: [resignedly] I'll be right over. [hangs up]
George Werner: [George has played the tape of a phone call he recorded between Richie and Brick... he shuts it off] You boys heard enough? Now that's just a sample! I have a few more of these cassettes!::Peanuts: [indignant] What're you gonna do with them?::George Werner: [snatching hat from Peanuts' head and shoving it into his chest] I should tell the police... and that would be the finish of anybody on parole. [he glares pointedly at a stricken Brick] But I think the fair thing to do is to call your parents.::Peanuts: Don't call my folks! They got enough problems! Why are you doing this, anyway?::George Werner: TO SAVE MY SON!::Richie Werner: [smiling] Don't look at me, guys.::Mark: Okay, okay... go ahead, tell them! I mean, what do I care? They know all about it!::George Werner: I don't think that's true!::Brick: What if we promise to stop?::George Werner: I wouldn't believe you. But in spite of that, I'm going to give you another chance. I won't call the police, I won't tell your parents. And in return, Richie isn't to see any one of you anymore... or talk to you on the phone. [boys pause, defeated] Okay, say your goodbyes. [all four go outside]
Carol Werner: [after Richie has stumbled home high on reds and pot, Carol turns to George] What's wrong with him?::George Werner: [disgusted] Same thing as always. [walks down the hall to Richie's room, not seeing him, finds hidden panel in closet leading to cubbyhole where Richie is withdrawing... George grabs him and hauls him out]::Richie Werner: Go away! Go away! Leave me alone! STOP IT! STOP IT! [Richie runs out sobbing and into Carol's arms... she leads him out of the room while George destroys the cubbyhole's contents]
Carol Werner: [Carol has come into Richie's room on Christmas Eve to fetch him to socialize with his extended family... he's laying on his bed smoking a joint. Carol is shocked and dismayed] Put that out. Put it out and get out there and say hello to Grandma and Grandpa. [Richie doesn't respond] Oh, please Richie... not tonight. It's Christmas Eve, please. Please get up and come with me.::Richie Werner: [slurred] I can't, Mom... I can't. [Carol slowly turns and leaves... she and George exchange guilty glances while the guests sing Christmas carols in the living room]
George Werner: [Richie stumbles out of his room, obviously stoned... George and Carol are watching from the dinner table] That promise you and your buddies made me didn't last long, did it?::Richie Werner: What we do is no business of yours.::George Werner: Well, then I'll let the police handle it. [Richie tries to walk past George, who blocks him in]::Richie Werner: [snarling] Get out of my way...::George Werner: You're not going anywhere!::Richie Werner: You better do what I tell you, man! [pats breast pocket of his jacket] I got a razor right here, you stand there and I'll use it!::Carol Werner: [anguished] Please! STOP IT! You know, Richie... if you hate us so much, everything we are, everything we believe, then why don't you just go away? Please... please, just go away! [breaks down in tears]::George Werner: [to Carol, putting his arm around her] I'm sorry. [Richie leaves]
Richie Werner: [Richie has taken 'reds' to confront his father about his intervention of going to the police... George has retreated to the basement] YOU! Did you tell those cops I use dope, huh? HUH?::Carol Werner: [Richie throws bucket from basement steps in his father's direction] Richie, stop it!::Richie Werner: I asked you a question! I want an answer, huh? [picks up an awl and feigns jabs at George] Did you tell those cops I use dope? You answer me!::Richie Werner: [George reaches behind himself to a pistol in his toolbox] HUH? I got you now, you answer me!::Richie Werner: [George produces gun and aims it at Richie] A gun! Look at this, he's got a gun! Look at that! God! Shoot me!::Carol Werner: [hysterical] STOP IT!::Richie Werner: Come on, use it! USE IT USE IT! SHOOT ME!::Carol Werner: [screaming... George cocks the gun's hammer] RICHIE, STOP IT!::Richie Werner: SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME! [collapses from his drug-induced rage and drops awl... George kicks it away from him]::Carol Werner: RICHIE! RICHIE! [Richie stumbles upstairs... Carol turns to George] Oh my God! What are we going to do?::George Werner: [calmly] I don't know... I don't know.::Richie Werner: [stumbles back downstairs with a knife in his hand] Shoot me! SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME!::Richie Werner: [George takes aim] SHOOT ME! SHOOT MEEE! SHOOOOT MEEEE! [George fires gun, Richie screams]
Plot
A proud black man does time in jail where he is subjected to heinous experiments. Once released, he goes about extracting vengeance on those who put him in prison. This includes both seducing their women and murdering them by a mysterious means. Then the hook is revealed - his murder weapon is his own genitals which are now enormous and super powered as a result of the experiments he endured in prison. You heard me right; he kills with his penis and you see it all!
Keywords: 1970s, blaxploitation, character-name-in-title, drug-dealer, extramarital-affair, false-accusation, feature-film-directorial-debut, independent-film, large-penis, los-angeles-california
He's done his time and now he's out - For revenge!
Big Charlie's back in town - to get his piece of the action!
You done the man's time--now you gonna do ours!
They tried to take everything - even his manhood!
Plot
Kelly, a prostitute, finds redemption in the town of Grantville, where she arrives working as a medium-time seller. There, she meets Griff, the police captain of the town, with whom she spends a romantic afternoon. The woman, traumatized by an experience in the past called "The Naked Kiss" by psychiatrists, finally, finds a job as a nurser in a Hospital for handicapped children, experience that allows her to find a sensitive side in caring and patiently love each one of her little patients. Apparently, Kelly will find happiness in Grant, her fiancé and Griff's partner, but she will be the witness of a shocking event that will threaten this happiness and even her mental health.
Keywords: 1960s, abortion, acid, acid-thrown-in-face, african-american, angel, assault, baby, baby-bottle, bald-woman
Candy's Place--where all kinds of men find all kinds of sweets!
Shock and Shame Story of a Night Girl!
Kelly: I saw a broken down piece of machinery. Nothing but the buck, the bed and the bottle for the rest of my life. That's what I saw.
Candy: Nobody shoves dirty money in my mouth.
Capt. Griff: [Interested in the champagne that Kelly is selling] "Angel Foam"... Never heard of it.::Kelly: It's an exclusive line I'm introducing in this state.::Capt. Griff: Domestic, or... imported?::Kelly: Angel Foam goes down like liquid gold, and it comes up like slow dynamite... For the man of taste.
Mac, Head Nurse: [Referring to Kelly, who, in spite of her shady background, has quickly landed a job at the local children's hospital] She came out of the clouds one night, without a single reference. I hired her on the spot.::Capt. Griff: [Suspiciously] I thought orthopedics called for specialized training?::Mac, Head Nurse: Oh, it does! Some people are born to write books, symphonies; paint pictures, build bridges. But Kelly... She was born to handle children with crutches and babies in braces.::Capt. Griff: [Still not convinced] Sounds like one of those sweet Florence Nightingales.::Mac, Head Nurse: Not Kelly, she's tough! Runs her ward like a pirate ship! She makes Captain Bligh look like a sissy.
Buff: [Referring to the offer to work at Candy's club as a prostitute, which Kelly seeks to talk her out of] Friend said I could make 300 dollars a week.::Kelly: All right, go ahead. You know what's different about the first night? Nothing. Nothing... except it lasts forever, that's all. You'll be sleeping on the skin of a nightmare for the rest of your life. Oh, you're a beautiful girl, Buff. Young... Oh, they'll outbid each other for you. You'll get clothes, compliments, cash... And you'll meet men *you* live on... and men who live on you. And those are the only men you'll meet. And, after a steady grind of making EVERY john feel at home, you'll become a block of ice. If you do happen to melt a little, you'll get slipped a tip behind Candy's back. You'll be every man's wife-in-law, and no man's wife. Why, your world with Candy will become so warped that you'll hate all men. And you'll hate yourself! Because you'll become a social problem, a medical problem, a MENTAL problem!... And a despicable failure as a woman.
J.L. Grant: Now you know why I can never marry a normal woman. That's why I love you. You understand my sickness. You been conditioned to people like me. You live in my world, and it will be an EXCITING world!::J.L. Grant: [Now on his knees] My darling... our marriage... will be a paradise... because we're BOTH abnormal.
HELL-RIDERS OF THE SKY!
Plot
A young Czechoslovakian orphan, Loddy Bicek, befriended by an American army sergeant, is brought into the United States as a stowaway by the soldier. He is apprehended, but escapes and makes his way to the sergeant's home town. There, he is befriended by young Danny Mitchell and his dog, Rusty, a K-9 veteran of World War II. A third boy reports Loddy to the authorities, and when Loddy tries to run away, he falls into a deep ravine.
Keywords: 1940s, american, american-soldier, archive-footage, army-officer, army-veteran, b-movie, car-trailer, character-name-in-title, czechoslovakia
BOYS WILL BE BOYS! DOGS IS DOGS! TEAM'EM UP...AND THEY RUN AWAY WITH YOUR HEART! (original half-sheet poster-all caps)
A BOY WITH A DOG...A KID WITHOUT A COUNTRY...IN A STORY WITH A GREAT HEART-TUG! (original lobby card - all caps)
GREAT KIDS...A WONDER DOG...in a story delightfully different! (original one-sheet poster)
This boy owned him! This little fugitive needed him! Could Rusty be loyal to both? (original ad)
Plot
Assorted citizens of Summerfield, including Gildersleeve of radio fame, sit on a jury in the trial of bank robber Louie Barton. Through coincidence, Gildersleeve is wrongly suspected of bribe-taking. His efforts to get out of trouble only get him deeper into slapstick...
Keywords: aunt-nephew-relationship, aunt-niece-relationship, automobile-accident, bailiff, based-on-radio-show, blackmail, bloodhound, bribery, courthouse, dance
Gildersleeve: If I don't run away, my dear, they'll put me in jail for a hundred and twenty-five years.::Leroy: Well, then you've got nothing to worry about. You can't live that long.
Worsd by Sting, music by Stewart Copeland
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no
Try to liberate me
I said oh no
Stay and irritate me
I said oh no
Try to elevate me
I said oh no
Just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
You sang your song
For much too long
The songs they're wrong
The bread has gone
Oh no
Try to liberate me
I said oh no
Stay and irritate me
I said oh no
Try to elevate me
I said oh no
Just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no
Try to liberate me
I said oh no
Stay and irritate me
I said oh no
Try to elevate me
I said oh no
Just a fallen hero
[Oh, you're just a fallen hero]
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Peanuts, peanuts
Peanuts
(Ad lib) [This is what it really is]
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh
A man visits his aunt in the nursing home. She's napping when he gets there, so he sits down in a chair in her room, flips through a few magazines and munches on some peanuts sitting in a bowl on the table.
Eventually, the aunt wakes up and her nephew realizes he's absentmindedly finished the entire bowl. "I'm so sorry, auntie. I've eaten all of your peanuts!"
Hey, tell me who's hot, who's not
Tell me who you want to go to the store (Uh huh, Yeah)
Him or me? (Yeah Uh huh, yeah)
If he goes he buys broccoli
But I buy candy bar
I don't want no Twislex bar (Twislex Bar)
I don't want no Hershey crunch
I don't want no candy cane (Candy Candy)
Cause I need a good snack to go with my lunch
So I... step to the snack machine
And I... break out my dollar bill
Snack machine say go get change
I get mad, POOP on my dollar bill
This is bad, now I'm sad
No peanut make Hashmeer mad
So I did phone call to chiropractor Doug Hewitt
Ask him for the change, said he would do it
But he forgot, now I'm mad at him
But I still go and go for back estimate
I drink goats milk and sometimes punch
And I need a good snack to go with my lunch
I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
What I want, What I want
I eat peanuts every day
I feel so good when I have them in my hand
I do not care what the people say
Cause if I don't got my peanuts then I'm in pain
They've got vitamins and minerals
Make me strong as you can tell
They make me a lyrical general
You don't eat peanuts, then go to the hell
You can do 200 push up
If you eat peanuts a lot
Then you get the girls with the really good butts
And they let you put the peepee-wet in the crapshot
Peanuts good, potato chips bad
Peanuts are the best snack I ever had
They have so good smelly scent
But you better look out for the elephant
Cause he took my peanuts while I was on the poop pot
And he looked me in the face, said he did not
So if you took my peanuts then your gonna get a punch
Cause I need a good snack to go with my lunch
Cause I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
What I want, What I want
{WHISPER}
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want (Yeah)
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
Peanuts, toot toot
What I want, What I want
Peanuts, toot toot
{NORMAL VOICE}
Peanuts Peanuts two for a dollar
If you got a shirt unbutton the collar
Peanuts Peanuts two for a dollar
If you got a shirt unbutton the collar
You spend your time in the archivesWondering what to do
That's where you hatch your devilish plots
Your evil through and through
And if I had my druthers
I'd punch you in the face
You must have no life
Being Hitler's wife
That's it I rest my case
Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
One of these days we're going to run you through
You think you rule supreme
Over your computers and your books
But everybody despises you
'Cause of your attitude and bad looks
I wouldn't shed a tear
If you vanished without a trace
I'd love to hack off your arms with a chain saw
And bash your legs in with a mace
Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
One of these days we're going to run you through
Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
You fucking off is a dream come true
You told us to get over our friend Davy
You nasty witch
Too bad you're nothing
But a washed up nazi bitch
If bitterness was a marathon
You'd win the race
But lemoney-limey plays you
Like Mark Johnston plays his bass
One day we'll start a library cool
But until then peanuts to you
Nobody likes you
Everybody hates you
Nobody likes you
Everybody hates you
Nobody likes you
Everybody hates you
Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
You fucking off is a dream come true
You spend your time in the archives
Wondering what to do
That's where you hatch your devilish plots
Your evil through and through
And if I had my druthers
I'd punch you in the face
You must have no life
Being Hitler's wife
I’ve had a question that’s been preying on my mind for some time
I won’t be wagging my tail for one good reason
It has to be a crime
This doghouse never was the place for me,
Runner up and second best just ain’t my pedigree
I was so happy, just the two of us
Until this alpha male
Turned up in the January sale
He won’t love you
Like I love you,
It won’t be long now before that puppy goes astray
And what I like about this guy the most?..........
He'd be my favourite lamppost
Devil take the hindmost
Je sais que c'est dur, mais ilfaut se faire ar changement, tu vois
J’ai négligé le primordial pendant trop longtemps crois moi…Je suis consciente, je vois bien que tu souffres, mais çà s’attenuera
Car c’est d’un homme plus d’un chien don't j’ai besoin pres de moi
Cesse donc de grogner, mon choix est fait c’est comme çà
N’en fait pas trop, ton attitude risque de t’éloigner de moi
Faut que tu comprennes, puisque tu dis m’aimer tant que çà
Desormais nous sommes trois, lui toi et moi
It’s a shaggy kind of story
Would I tell you if I thought it was a lie?
But when the cat's away the mouse will play,
I wouldn't dish around here
There’s something fishy round here
I howl all night and I sleep all day
It takes more than biscuit baby to chase these blues away
I’ve got a long enough leash
I could almost hang myself
It's a dogs life loving you baby
But you love someone else
Now he’s moved by basket
I’d like to put him in a casket
I’ll wear my best collar to his funeral
Ta mauvaise foi, j’aimerais bien que çà s’arrête
Me separer de toi, aujourd’hui çà trotte dans ma tête
Moi non, j’en peux plus, tu n’est q’un chien, c’est trop bête
La situation m’avait ppourtant l’air d’être des pius nette
C’est clair, que je l’aime c’est un fait, ton égoïsme m’inquiète
Après toutes ces soirées passées seuis en tête à tête
Chaque chose a une fin, et c’est la fin de la fête
Pour toi, car bientôt il n'y aura plus que lui et moi, lui et moi.
To have found this perfect life
And a perfect love so strong
Well there can't be nothing worse
Than a perfect love gone wrong
You said I wasn't just your Christmas toy
I'd always be your boy
I'd be your faithful companion
And I would follow you through every thick and thin
Don't need nobody else
And we don't need him
Written by Sting & Stewart Copeland
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me
I said oh no, just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
You sang your song
For much too long
There's something wrong
The [your] brain has gone
Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me
I said oh no, just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me
I said oh no, just a fallen hero
Oh, you're just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Peanuts, peanuts
Peanuts....
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no
Try to liberate me
I said oh no
Stay and irritate me
I said oh no
Try to elevate me
I said oh no
Just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
You sang your song
For much too long
The songs they're wrong
The bread has gone
Oh no
Try to liberate me
I said oh no
Stay and irritate me
I said oh no
Try to elevate me
I said oh no
Just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no
Try to liberate me
I said oh no
Stay and irritate me
I said oh no
Try to elevate me
I said oh no
Just a fallen hero
(Oh, you're just a fallen hero)
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Peanuts, peanuts
Peanuts
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
We were searching for some kind of love
Will this human bowl ever be filled?
When we're so distracted anyway
Talking about eating peanuts for another day
Appalled by what I see
As nothing less
Than manufactured images of my happiness
Insults all over work
Humanity
And corporations dictate who's a slave
And who is free
Well, they said desire would design the market
But if you have the money
You can plant desire in peoples heads
And make them believe
They need something that they don't
People buy an image before they buy their food
And if we keep selling based on people's insecurities
We'll just make them bigger and perpetuate mass blindness
They're leaving the movie theater, he wants a Hercules happy meal
He wants a T-shirt, the sneakers and the sword
He's only four but he's learned to consume 'til he's bored
He's only four but he's learned to consume 'til he's bored
And I amuse myself by thinking about a day that I might see
Where every product that is sold reminded us to be
Where the external consumption is merely temporary
If you want real love
If you want real love
Consume internally
If you want real love
Consume internally
If you want real love