GIRLYSOUNDS

Black Market White Baby Dealer
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
My black market white baby dealer
Is rooting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Kidnaps clean, fresh white babies for me
Clean, fresh white babies for me
My smile is dime a dozen
My lips are cherry red
My eyes are blue like the sky is blue
I got good shoulders under my head
I look like your mother
I look like your great-aunt
So sit me down in the family photo
And everyone tells me that I, I look just like you
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
He brings back
Oh my God, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
He brings back
Oh Charlie, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
I come post-production
I don't need natal care
I'm already fully assembled
Down to the very last part, it's all there
So take me to your family
So take me to your home
Buddy, take me in as your next generation
And I'll take you out of the lost one and into mine
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me


Johnny Sunshine
You took the car, it was my favorite one
Little white Dart, and drove it to Idaho
You took the rug, red-and-white checkerboard
Rolled it right up and took it to Idaho
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny Sunshine
You took the horse, it was a thoroughbred
Saddled it up out on the interstate
You took my kid, it was my only one
Smart little bitch, and drove her to Idaho
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny Sunshine
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny Sunshine
You took the house, you went and changed the locks
Now I am stuck living out of a box
You took my car, it was my favorite one
Little white Dart, and drove it to Idaho
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny Sunshine


Elvis, Be True
Everyone's talking 'bout Elvis
'Cause it seems like the thing that we do
Elvis is walking around listlessly
Seems he can't even die if he wanted to
It's a bad business to be in
You don't get thanked and you don't get paid
It's a hard world to be in with
And to end with, and to think about leaving behind
Exhuming the body in Memphis
Waiting five hours to get into Graceland
Is this anybody's idea of a good time or a good joke?
Airport biographies are usually true
Fame and fortune took its' toll
He's not the king of rock and roll anymore
He's just a junkie redneck
Pull the sheet over your head
Fold your arms across your chest
Lie back in bed, you can call folks constantly  tomorrow
Ohhh, everyone's talking 'bout Elvis
'Cause it seems like a thing that we do
Elvis is living too fat and slow now
To care what we say about him
Picking up hitchhiking Elvises
Christening babies at the foot of his grave
He was watching TV and laughing to himself
Just had to tell someone how he did it
Elvis, be good to me
Elvis, be true
Elvis, I love you
Elvis, be true
Elvis, be near me
Elvis, be mine
Elvis, come back to me
Please, Elvis, be fine
Everything's coming up roses
Everything's coming up Elvis
Everything's coming up roses
Everything's coming up Elvis
Elvis
Elvis, be true


Fuck Or Die
I keep a close watch on this twat of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
And the condom on your dick's the tie that binds
Because you're mine
You're gonna sleep with me even if it kills you
You're gonna sleep with me even if we die
You're gonna sleep with me, better get used to it
There's no use in fighting because it's do it or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
You're going down on me even if it kills you
You're going down on me even if you die
You're going down on me, better get used to it
There's no use in fighting because it's do it or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
All that's left is to take off your clothes
And do it, do it, do it till you're bone dry
Do it till you're all worn out
Just do it, do it, do it till you're bone dry
Do it, there is no doubt
Do it, there is no doubt
I'm gonna give you head even if it kills you
I'm gonna give you head even if you die
I'm gonna give you head, better get used to it
There's no use in fighting because it's do it or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die
Fuck or die...
I keep a close watch on this twat of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
And the condom on your dick's the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line


Flower
Every time I see your face I get all wet between my legs
Every time you pass me by I heave a sigh of pain
Every time I see your face I think of things not pure and chaste
I want to fuck you like a dog
I'll take you home and make you like it
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Is everything I'll do to you
I'll fuck you and your girlfriend, too
Your face reminds me of a flower
Kind of like you're underwater
Hair's too long and in your eyes
Your lips a perfect "suck me" size
You act like you're fourteen years old
Everything you say is so obnoxious, funny, rude and mean
I want to be your blowjob queen
You're probably shy and introspective
That's not part of my objective
I just want your fresh, young jimmy
Jamming, slamming, ramming in me
Everytime I see you face I think of things not pure and chaste
I want to fuck you like a dog
I'll take you home and make you like it
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Is everything I'll do to you
I'll fuck you till your dick is blue
Everytime


Beg Me 
One more step and it's over
Back up slowly inside
Breathe too loud and I'll kill you
Get down on your knees and beg me
Beg me, beg
Beg me, beg me, beg
Take off all of your clothes
Lie face down on the bed
Move one inch and I'll shoot you
Make like a woman and beg me
Beg me, beg
I said beg me, beg me, beg
Every night on tv
I see things that should make me blush
Looks like it's gonna be another open season
Open season on us
Open season, open season on us
It's the first hot day of the summer
Looks like it's gonna be thunder
I've been sitting here all afternoon
Watching the clouds go by
It seems like from my window
I can see the wind and smell the rain
And I don't see what difference it makes
If I'm a man or a woman

Whip-Smart
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green0
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
And his watch on any hand between his thighs
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower till I write my whole life's story
On the back of his big brown eyes
When they do the double dutch, they stand tensies
When they do the double dutch, they stand tensies
And I'm gonna tell my son to join the circus so that death is cheap
And games are just another way of life
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes
Because for every truth there are half a million lies
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower till
He learns his hair down far enough to climb outside
When they do the double dutch, they stand tensies
When they do the double dutch, they stand tensies


Go, Speed Racer
Don't give me that sucker fish shit
Any love life ain't that hurting
And you always seemed to get what you wanted without flirting
You're not the only one who's used to playing dirty
And all I ever wanted from you was to leave me alone
So don't give me that sucker fish shit
Cause I'm not that strong a swimmer
But I'm not afraid to be moving in a slower river
You're not the only one who used to watch Speed Racer
The very first car in a race around the world
Is somewhere in the middle of a race around the circle
And the very first car in a race around the world
Has got to wipeout somewhere
Well, that somewhere isn't me
So don't give me that sucker fish shit
Cause I'm not getting younger
And I'm not a floatable to keep you from going under
You're not the only one who used to watch Speed Racer
And the very first car in a race around the world
Is somewhere in the middle of a race around the circle
And the very first car in a race around the world
Has got to wipeout somewhere
Well, that somewhere isn't me


California
(aka Why I Left California or I Tried Before To Tell You)
Okay, this guy walks into a bar
No, I'm just fucking with you, I'm just kidding
No, there's there's this young bull and he's standing on top of a hill
And I tried to tell you before
And that's why I left California
So they're standing on top of this hill and they're looking out over a pasture full of cows
Big fucking pasture
And the young bull turns to the old bull, and he goes
I got this really good idea
And they old bulls' like yeah?
And I tried to tell you before
And that's why I left California
Yeah, and he's like yeah I got this really good idea
Let's run down that hill and fuck one of them cows
And the old bull just looks at him, you know he's just looking at him
He's like, look I got a better idea
And the young bull is like, oh yeah?
What's your fucking brilliant idea
And the old bull goes
And I tried to tell you before
That that's why I left California
And the old bull goes, let's walk down that hill
And fuck all of those cows, dig?
You know, like he ain't been in town long or something, I dunno
And I tried to tell you before
That that's why I left California


South Dakota
For a mean baby, well, I like your pants
Born in South Dakota
For a mean baby, well, I like your hips
Born in South Dakota
I was born in South Dakota
Man I feel lucky tonight
I'm gonna get stoned and run around
Born in South Dakota
Hey we're going to a rodeo town
I'm gonna get drunk and fuck some cows
Born in South Dakota
I was born in South Dakota
I was born in South Dakota
Hey all you city fucks, it's a prarieman's world
It's wide open
Hey all you city fucks, it's a prarieman's world
Masons and lumberchucks, says God as my squirrel
It's wide open
I said it's wide open
Dakota
Man I feel lucky tonight
I'm gonna get stoned and run around
Born in South Dakota
Hey we're going to a rodeo town
I'm gonna get drunk and fuck some cows
Born in South Dakota
I was born in South Dakota
I was born in South Dakota
Hey all you city fucks, it's a prarieman's world
It's wide open
Hey all you city fucks, it's a prarieman's world
Mason and lumberchucks, says God as my squirrel
Mr. Fliptop and Razorback, you know I'm your girl
I'm wide open
I said I'm wide open
Dakota
Dakota
Dakota


Stratford-On-Guy
I said look...
I was flying into Chicago at night
Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke
The sun was setting to the left of the plane
And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow
In 27-D, I was behind the wing
Watching the landscape roll out like credits on a screen
And I said, look, look to your left passengers
Look, look to your right
You can pretend that you're from outerspace
And this, this is your very first sight
The earth looked like it was lit from within
Like a big, man-made electrical ball as we moved
Out of the farmlands and into the grid
The plan of a city was all that you saw
And all of these people sitting totally still
As the ground raised beneath them, 30,000 feet down
And I said, look, look to your left passengers
Look, look to your right
You can pretend that you're here from the fifth century
And this, this is your very first flight
And I was pretending that I was in a Galaxie 500 video
The stewardess came back and checked on my drink
And I swear that she looked just like Bridgette Bardot
I had on my walkman and I had on those eyes
That's what you get when your circumstance is movie-size
And I said, look, look to you left passengers
Look, look to your right
You can pretend that the plane's gonna crash in five minutes
And this, this is your very last sight
You better look, look to your left passengers
Look, look to your right
Cause I'm gonna take this plane out in less than five minutes
And this, this is your very last sight


Shane
I know that it was the night that the war broke out
Because you and I were driving around
You were doing a story
About if people understood what had happened to their world
Tonight in bed sleeping our world in bed tonight asleep
You said that you were in touch with the draft resistors
In case the big boys called you up
You're gonna have to let them dick you around
But don't let them make you do what you can't live with
Tonight, in bed with me sleeping you looked like you were just a little kid
Shane, I said, you got to watch your ass
You gotta have fear in your heart
You gotta have fear in your heart
You gotta have fear in your heart
I came here with a friend
Who was saying to me
You got a thing about men
You're gonna like it when they throw you around
But don't let them make a fool out of you
Tonight, in bed with me sleeping the world in bed tonight asleep
Shane, I said, you got to watch your ass
You gotta have fear in your heart
You gotta have fear in your heart
You gotta have fear in your heart


Give Me My Boyfriend Back
 (aka Willie The Six Dick Pimp)
The six dick pimp is just doing his job
Making sure that business isn't going under
He's got the studs lined up in their stalls
Put a couple of bills in, see six minutes of balls
Justine's got a plastic baggie on her dick
Jerry's got a couple Prince Albert's through her prick
And nobody's in number four and number six
Put a couple bills in, man, you really shouldn't miss it
I don't care how much time it takes
I don't care what kind of money he makes
I just want my honey back
I'll be on my way
Gimme my boyfriend back
Thought you were smart
Thought I wouldn't leave home
Rented a car, now you're halfway to Idaho
Thought you were smart
Thought I'd leave you alone
But you have no idea what kind of hell is coming down on you
I don't care how much time it takes
I don't care what kind of money he makes
I just want my honey back
I'll be on my way
You're gonna gimme my boyfriend back
You're gonna gimme my boyfriend back
Six dick pimp is just doing his job
Making sure that business isn't going under
He's got the studs lined up in their stalls
Put a couple bills in, man, you really shouldn't miss it


Divorce Song
And when I asked for a separate room
It was late at night, and we'd been driving since noon
But if I'd known how that would sound to you
I would have stayed in your bed
For the rest of my life just to prove I was right
That it's harder to be friends than lovers
And you shouldn't try to mix the two
Cause if you do it and you're still unhappy
Then you know that the problem is you
And it's true that I stole your lighter
And it's also true that I lost the map
But when you said that I wasn't worth talking to
Well, I'd also take your word on that
But if you had known how that would sound to me
You would have taken it back
And boxed it up and buried it in the ground
Boxed it up and buried it in the ground
Cause you've never been a waste of my time
It's never been a drag
So take a deep breath and count back from ten and maybe you'll be alright
You put in my hand a loaded gun
And then told me not to fire it
When you did the things you said were up to me
And then accused me of trying to fuck it up
But you've never been a waste of my time
It's never been a drag
So take a deep breath and count back from ten
And maybe you'll be alright
And the license said you had to stick around until I was dead
But if you're tired of looking at my face I guess I already am
I guess I already am
But you've never been a waste of my time
It's never been a drag
So take a deep breath and count back from ten
And maybe you'll be alright


Go West
Safe on the interstate
New York is three thousand miles away
And I'm not forward to following you
But it's better than always running back into you
I've got to tear my life apart
And go west young man
Take off the parking brake
Go coasting into a different state
And it feels like I got something to prove
But in some ways it's just something to do
I closed my eyes and my bank account and gone west young man
And I'm not looking forward to missing you
But I must have something better to do
My friend turned me around and said
You go west, young man
Stepping down off my platform shoes
69 in the afternoon
And I'm waiting for someone in the know
Like Perner tells me on the radio
Says take it from someone who's been there before
You go west, young man
And I'm looking for somebody to do my thinking for me
Till I come through
The state-line highway signs says you have gone west, young man
And it feel like I got something to prove
But in some ways it's just something to do
The state-line highway sign says you have gone west, young man


                                           If I Ever Pay You Back
                                            I don't know what it takes to stay with you
                                                Undertaking is not what I've planned
                                     But anyway, you know by and large anywhere I go
                                            I won't find anyone who loves me enough
                                                          To make you look bad
                                      All the cars on the road are driving away from you
                                     But I'm still looking under my nose to see who I am
                                        But anywhere I go standing on the card I show
                                   I won't find anyone who'll tell me what I need to know
                                                          That's not how it's done
                                     But anyway, you know by and large anywhere I go
                                            I won't find anyone who loves me enough
                                                           If I ever pay you back
                                                    If my money and wallet's intact
                                I'll probably be in a box lying down loosely suited in black
                                                           If I ever pay you back
                                                    If my money and wallet's intact
                               I'll probably be in a box lying down loosely suited in black...
 

                                                      In Love With Yourself
                                                         He came over my house
                                             Didn't even knock, he just walked inside
                                                     And when I didn't want to talk
                                           He said, "Oh God, what a load of bullshit."
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                         Don't be so in love with yourself cause I'm not
                                                          Don't you know I'm not
                         And I said, "You've got a lot of nerve coming here after all the times
                          that you tried to pull the wool over my eyes and my ears and nose
                                                              and mouth and..."
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                         Don't be so in love with yourself cause I'm not
                                                          Don't you know I'm not
                       And he said, "You've got a lot of nerve painting me like I'm the villain.
                                   What about all of those words, like 'he's just a friend'?
                                                  Oh God, what a load of bullshit..."
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                         Don't be so in love with yourself cause I'm not
                                                          Don't you know I'm not
                                                    And we took off all out clothes
                                                 Had a lot of sex and then fell asleep
                                                        And when I finally awoke
                                            I held him close and I whispered in his ear,
                                                   "Don't be so in love with yourself
                                                   Don't be so in love with yourself
                                         Don't be so in love with yourself cause I'm not
                                                        Don't you know I'm not?"
                                        And he said, "I know, don't you think I know?"
 

                                                                Hello Sailor
                                                     Hello, sailor, buy you a drink?
                                              Hello, sailor, tell me what do you think?
                                          How was the big beach, how was the sand?
                                                        Did you fly an aeroplane?
                                                              Did you get a tan?
                      How does it feel to be back on American soil, hearing no blood for oil?
                                              Hello, sailor, tell me what do you think?
                                             Hello, sailor, will we get him next week?
                                     How does it feel to be hated and loved back home?
                                                         You should have known
                                               That I'm a little despot, short and stout
                                         Here is my handgun, here is my crowd control
                                           When you tick me off then the bullets fly out
                                            Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit
                                                  Free love is a whole lot of bullshit
                                                                   Hello, sailor
                                                    Hello, sailor, buy you a smoke?
                                                  Hello, sailor, can I tell you a joke?
                                                       Knock knock, who's there?
                                                     No, I'm just happy to see you
                                                      It'll be a hundred if you come
                                                Hello, sailor, tell me how does it feel
                                                 Hello, sailor, to be fighting for real?
                                               Sailor, they got you coming and going
                                          Sailor, look out cause your pussy is showing
                      How does it feel to be back on American soil. hearing no blood for oil?
                                               I'm a little prostitute, I put out and sell
                                Here come the market monkeys with their little fontainelles
                                         When they tip me over, they better tip me well
                                            Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit
                                                  Free love is a whole lot of bullshit
                                                      Hello, sailor, buy you a fuck?
                                           Hello, sailor, you had much more than luck
                                               You had the US of army on your side
                                                     And that red, white and pride
                                                Hello, sailor, I mean women and men
                                            Hello, sailor, you gonna be up for it again?
                                     How does it feel to make shooting stars in the sky?
                                                       Was it a rush to almost die?
                                                                   Hello, sailor
                                                              I said hello, sailor
                      How does it feel to be back on American soil, hearing no blood for oil?
                                                I'm a little liberal, I'm stupid in doubt
                                            Here is my platform, here is my holy-roller
                                       When you snow me under, I rock 'n' roll you out
                                            Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit
                                                  Free love is a whole lot of bullshit
                                                  Free love is a whole lot of bullshit
 

                                                                Wild Thang
                                                                    Wild thing
                                                        You made the boys spring
                                                    You made everything expensive
                                                       Spend it spend it, wild thing
                               There's hardly a man left around that you haven't sought out
                               There's hardly a dress shop in town you haven't bought out
                             In case you're wondering why the hair salon wouldn't take you
                              There's hardly a woman left in any state that doesn't hate you
                                                                    Wild thing
                                                        You made the boys spring
                                                    You made everything expensive
                                                       Spend it spend it, wild thing
                                                              It's truly awesome
                        When she was younger she thought her mother had missed her calling
                          And she, in turn, thought that her daughter's conduct was appalling
                       After each date she had the boys, went home and dreamed of spiders
                                    She never fell for any man who wasn't rich as Midas
                                                                    Wild thing
                                                        You made the boys spring
                                                    You made everything expensive
                                                       Spend it spend it, wild thing
                                                              It's truly awesome
                               If there's a lesson to be learned then I'm sure I don't know it
                              We've all been waiting twenty years to finally see her blow it
                               But as far as I can tell she's happy, rich, and worry free and
                                     That's a hell of a lot more than I can say for me and
                                                                    Wild thing
                                                        You made the boys spring
                                                    You made everything expensive
                                                       Spend it spend it wild thing
                                                                    Wild thing
                                                        You made your heart sing
                                                 You bought everything you wanted
                                                       Spend it spend it, wild thing
                                                            It was truly awesome
                                                                 That's my girl!
                                                                    Go baby!
 

                                                              Fuck and Run
                                                             I woke up alarmed
                                                   I didn't know where I was at first
                                                   Just that I woke up in your arms
                                                 And almost immediately I felt sorry
                                          Cause I didn't think this would happen again
                                                  No matter what I could do or say
                                         Just that I didn't think this would happen again
                                                  With or without my best intentions
                                             And whatever happened to a boyfriend?
                                            The kind of guy who tries to win you over
                                              And whatever happened to a boyfriend
                                        The kind of guy who makes love cause he's in it
                                                          And I want a boyfriend
                                                              I want a boyfriend
                                       I was all that boring old shit like letters and sodas
                                                                   Like letters
                                                           You got up out of bed
                                                You said you had a lot of work to do
                                                     But I heard arrest in your head
                                                 And almost immediately I felt sorry
                                          Cause I didn't think this would happen again
                                                  No matter what I could do or say
                                          Just that I didn't think this could happen again
                                                  With or without my best intentions
                                                          And I want a boyfriend
                                                              I want a boyfriend
                                                   I want all that stupid old shit like
                                                              Letters and sodas
                                                          I can feel it in my bones
                                              I 'm gonna spend another year alone it's
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                            Even when I was 17
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                            Even when I was 12
                                                      And I can feel it in my bones
                                                I'm gonna spend my whole life alone
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                            Even when I was 17
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                                  Fuck and run
                                                            Even when I was 12
                                                             You almost felt bad
                                                You said that I should call you up but
                                                      I knew much better than that
                                          And almost immediately you felt sorry cause
                                             You didn't think this would happen again
                                                No matter what you could do or say
                                       Just that you didn't think this could happen again
                                              Without or without your best intentions
                                               And whatever happened to a girlfriend
                                           The kind of chick who tries to win you over
                                               And whatever happened to a girlfriend
                                  The kind of chick who makes love cause she's in it and
                                                            You want a girlfriend
                                                            You want a girlfriend
                                                    You want all that boring old shit
                                                           Like letters and sodas
                                                              Letters and sodas
                                                              Letters and sodas
                                                              Letters and sodas
 

                                            Can't Get Out Of What I'm Into
                                                  But I can't get out of what I'm into
                                       And the jokes they tell are meant to wish me well
                                                  But I can't get out of what I'm into
                                                           Cause it's a steady job
                                           And it's the only thing that makes me money
                                             And it gives me something to laugh about
                                                Cause my real life ain't fucking funny
                                                Cause my real life ain't fucking funny
                                          The looks they give starting to make me sick
                                                  But I can't get out of what I'm into
                                       And the lines they try might as well be from a guy
                                                  But I can't get out of what I'm into
                                                           Cause it's a steady job
                                           And it's the only thing that makes me money
                                              And it gives me something to cry about
                                                Cause my real life ain't fucking funny
                                                Cause my real life ain't fucking funny
                                            Ooooh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
                                            Ooooh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
                                    The things I have to do would make a slut blush blue
                                                  But I can't get out of what I'm into
                                      I figure two more years then I'll go back to queers
                                                  But I can't get out of what I'm into
                                                           Cause it's a steady job
                                           And it's the only thing that makes me money
                                             And it gives me something to laugh about
                                                Cause my real life ain't fucking funny
                                            Ooooh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
                                            Ooooh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
                                                                  Ooooh Lord
                                                                  Ooooh Lord
                                            Ooooh Lord, why have you forsaken me?
 

                                                     Fire Up The Batmobile
                                       Fire up the batmobile cause I gotta get outta here
                                                        I don't speak the language
                                                   And you gave me no real choice
                                                       You gave me no real choice
                                     You made me see that my behavior was an opinion
                                     So fire up the batmobile cause I gotta get outta here
                                               It's the mouth of the gift horse, I know
                                                        But I gave it my best shot
                                                            I gave it my best shot
                                              I gave you the performance of a lifetime
                                                         So I hope you all will see
                                                  There just isn't a place here for me
                             I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me
                                                 I just can't take any of you seriously
                                            And I can't keep keeping myself company
                                       Fire up the batmobile cause I gotta get outta here
                                                      Big shoulders block the view
                                                    You can't get your money back
                                                    You can't get your money back
                                You can't pretend that "isolation" is the same as "privilege"
                                                         So I hope you all will see
                                                  There just isn't a place here for me
                             I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me
                                                 I just can't take any of you seriously
                                            And I can't keep keeping myself company
 

                            Sometimes a Dream Is What Makes You A Slave
                         I can't remember the last time that I felt good for more than a week
                                            I mean really good for more than a month
                                                           Makes you wanna feel
                                                           Makes you wanna cry
                                          Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
                                     And you're halfway there, but you're halfway down
                                           And you just can't get your ass out of town
                                     And you can't back up cause you're against the wall
                                           And it's the same goddamn thing I told you
                                                                Baby it's alright
                                         Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
                                                                Baby it's alright
                                             And I think that's what's happened to me
                                             Cause I'm walking almost everyday blind
                                                 And I'm searching through my past
                                                           Makes you wanna feel
                                                           Makes you wanna cry
                                          Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
                                     And you're halfway there, but you're halfway down
                                           And you just can't get your ass out of town
                                     And you can't back up cause you're against the wall
                                           And it's the same goddamn thing I told you
                                                                Baby it's alright
                                         Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
                                                                Baby it's alright
                                                                  Look around
                                 Do you see anyone for themselves, like you see yourself?
                                                So why do you still feel so all alone?
                                                   Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
                                                   Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
                                                    How many pieces do you wish?
                                                   Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
                                                    How many pieces do you wish?
                                          My mother told me to pick the very best one
                                                                  And you're it
 

                                                          It's Not That Easy
                                                    I think you're trying to scare me
                                                So that I will stop thinking about you
                                                    I think you're trying to scare me
                                                  So that I will stop trying to be you
                                                               It's not that easy
                                                               It's not that easy
                                                   I laughed when I heard you died
                                         Cause I didn't know what else I was gonna do
                                                  Now I laugh when I see you alive
                                               Cause I think you're just pulling my leg
                                                               It's not that easy
                                                               It's not that easy
                                           Well it must have taken a whole lot of anger
                                            And it must have taken a whole lot of time
                                 And I can't believe that you found me after all these years
                                    I guess you must have something heavy on your mind
                                       And I can't believe that you thought I'd be happy
                                         To see you up and around like it's any warning
                                         You look like shit, and the smell is even better
                                       And I feel like shit, and I want to go back to bed
                                                       You can walk through walls
                                          You can make the head of a doll spin around
                                                       And you can haunt the halls
                                        But you can't ask me to make you feel at home
                                                               It's not that easy
                                                               It's not that easy
 

                                                                 Chopsticks
                                I met him at a party and he told me how to drive him home
                                                 He said he liked to do it backwards
                                                   And I said that's just fine with me
                                                 That way we can fuck and watch tv
                                                  It was 4 am and the light was gray
                                                    Like it always is in paperbacks
                                                    He asked if I like playing jacks
                                                     I told him I was good till sixes
                                                   But all hell broke loose after that
                         I told him that I knew Julia Roberts when I was 12 at summer camp
                                                   We didn't say anything after that
                                              I dropped him off and I drove on home
                                                         Cause secretly, I'm timid
 

                                                          Do You Love Me?
                        The last time we made love you said my name just to make me come
                                                    But it was just a speaking offer
                                                   It mean nothing without your love
                                                   Means nothing without your love
                                                   Means nothing without your love
                                                          I can wake up any day
                                                 See a million things that I could say
                                                  But then you're just an easy target
                                                  It means nothing without your love
                                                   Means nothing without your love
                                                                 Means nothing
                                                       And nothing means nothing
                                                   Each time the world turns 'round
                                                    It doesn't make a fucking sound
                                                 It doesn't mean that we don't feel it
                                                  It means nothing without your love
                                                   Means nothing without your love
                                                                 Means nothing
                                                       And nothing means nothing
                                              So if you want to know if I love you so
                                                 If you want to know if I love you so
                                                 If you want to know if I love you so
                                                    It's in my kiss- that's where it is
                                                    It's in my kiss- that's where it is
                                             Do you love me cause I am in the mood?
                                                Do you love me for a funky groove?
                                            Do you love me cause I can mash potato?
                                              Do you love me cause I'm an alligator?
                                                      Singing oooh, whoa, whoa...
                                          Do you love me cause I can walk on water?
                                     Do you love me cause I'm the President's daughter?
                                         Do you love me cause I am queen of England?
                                      Do you love me just cause I'm sitting here singing?
                                                           Oooh, whoa, whoa...
                                              So if you want to know if I love you so
                                                 If you want to know if I love you so
                                                 If you want to know if I love you so
                                                    It's in my kiss- that's where it is
                                                    It's in my kiss- that's where it is
                                                    So the next time we make love
                                                   Drop the words, just do the stuff
                                                  Speak softly and use that big stick
                                                  It means nothing without your love
                                                   Means nothing without your love
                                                                 Means nothing
                                                   And nothing means nothing to me
 

                                                              Soap Star Joe
                                               He's just a hero in a long line of heroes
                                             Looking for something attractive to save
                                          They say he rode in on the back of a pickup
                                    And he won't leave town till you remember his name
                                               He's just a hero in a long line of heroes
                                            Looking for some lonely billboard to grace
                                           They say he sprung from the skull of Athena
                                   Think about your own head and the headache he gave
                                               He's just a hero in a long line of heroes
                                              Looking for action in a price he can pay
                                         They say he's famous, but no one can prove it
                                           Make him an offer just to see what he'll say
                                                    Check out the dashboard lights
                                                       Glowing all green and white
                                                         He feels safe in the dark
                                                       He wears his bluejeans tight
                                                        Check out the thinning hair
                                                         Check out the aftershave
                                                             Check out America
                                                        You're looking at it, babe
                                               He's just a hero in a long line of heroes
                                             Looking for something attractive to save
                                          They say he rode in on the back of a pickup
                                    And he won't leave town till you remember his name
                                           Make him an offer just to see what he'll say
 

                                                       I Know It's Not Easy
                                             Call me when you think the coast is clear
                                                  I've been hiding out almost a year
                                                        Is there something wrong?
                                                       What's taking you so long?
                                                     And yeah, I know it's not easy
                                                    You said if I waited it'd pay off
                                  But my eyes are growing wild and my body's gone soft
                                                        Is there something wrong?
                                                       What's taking you so long?
                                                     And yeah, I know it's not easy
                                                You said I should let go of your hand
                                                     But I don't even know if I can
                                                             You're the only one
                                                       You are the very sun to me
                                                       And you know it's not easy
                                      You'd tell me, wouldn't you, if we needed to talk?
                                  And you'd tell me, wouldn't you, if I had pissed you off?
                                                        Is there something wrong?
                                                       What's taking you so long?
                                                     And yeah, I know it's not easy
                                   Well I look at the stars and I know you're under them
                                         I look at the cars and I know you insure them
                                       I look at the books and things people are reading
                                                I know that you've written them, too
                                 But then I look at my life and I know you've forgotten the
                                                         promise you made to me
                                                              I think that's rotten
                                   I'm hopelessly lost and there's hardly a sound anymore
                                            Coming through that can show me around
                                     Cause I'm endlessly, endlessly searching the crowd
                                                   Looking for something from you
                                                      Just one fucking measly clue
                                                    Any shitty little tip-off would do
                                                 But I'm just an ant in Alaska to you
                                   Well I look at the stars and I know you're under them
                                         I look at the cars and I know you insure them
                                    I look at the books and the things people are reading
                                                I know that you've written them, too
                                 But then I look at my life and I know you've forgotten the
                                                         promise you made to me
                                                              I think that's rotten
                                   I'm hopelessly lost and there's hardly a sound anymore
                                            Coming through that can show me around
                                     Cause I'm endlessly, endlessly searching the crowd
                                                   Looking for something from you
                                                      Just one fucking measly clue
                                                    Any shitty little tip-off would do
                                                But I'm just and ant in Alaska to you
                                                          I'm just an ant in Alaska
                                                               An ant in Alaska
                                                          An ant in Alaska to you
 

                                                                  Miss Lucy
                                                       Miss Lucy had a steamboat
                                                       Miss Lucy had a steamboat
                                                       Miss Lucy had a steamboat
                                                         The steamboat had a bell
                                                        Miss Lucy went to heaven
                                                   And her steamboat went to hell?
                                                          Can't know my number
                                                         And don't disconnect me
                                                              I'll cut off the cord
                                            My refrigerator, there was a piece of glass
                                                           Miss Lucy fell upon it
                                                  And she cut off the last piece of ?
                                                           The boys in the parlor
                                                             I'm in the meadows
                                                        The birds in their pockets
                                           And the boys and the girls, they are fucking
                                            And the girls and the girls, they are fucking
                                           And the girls and the boys, they are fucking
 

                                                                Dead Shark
                                                               Don't be so rude
                                               I was only trying to make conversation
                                         Hey don't go down, this is not going anywhere
                                                    Got a dead shark on our hands
                                                    Got a dead shark on our hands
                                                    Got a dead shark on our hands
                                                 I'm just trying to get a handle on this
                                                 I'm just trying to be rubber stamped
                                                                 I'm just trying
                                                            So sue me for trying
                            Do I just have problems, or did you also think that this was hot?
                                                 I really hate talking on the telephone
                                                         Can't we just work it out
                                                      That you come on over here
                                                         Can't we just work it out
                                                        That you stay here tonight
                                                   I'm not looking over my shoulder
                                                      I'm not gazing up at the stars
                                              I'm not thinking about painting a picture
                                          I'm just wondering where you'll sleep tonight
                            Do I just have problems, or did you also think that this was hot?
                                                   I'm not looking over my shoulder
                                                      I'm not gazing up at the stars
                                            I'm not thinking about painting your picture
                                        I'm just wondering where you'll spend the night
 

                                                            One Less Thing
                                                     I took my dog to the vet today
                                                He gave her a shot and put her away
                         And when I got home and got ready for be I realized what I'd done
                                                And that's one less thing on my mind
                                                I left the man I'm in love with behind
                                            I moved to Chicago and told him I'd write
                      But now when I wake and I see the wrong face I realize what I've done
                                                And that's one less thing on my mind
                          Did you think that I knew what I was doing when I said that I had
                                                 to grow up on my own for a while?
                           Now I'm dog-less and love-less and cold in a midwestern winter
                             If I'd known what I was doing I sure as fuck wouldn't be here
                                     Now I like to think that I like to learn from mistakes
                                 But I've made that error in judgment one too many times
                                        And I'm not the wiser and sure not the wealthier
                                      I wish to God that I had've been healthier mentally
                                            When I decided to make up my own mind
                                             But that's one less thing takes up my time
                                                 I'm lining up six or seven good jobs
                                     My hair's looking great and my friends are all snobs
                                      But I don't have my man and I don't have my dog
                                                    And I don't have very much fun
                                                And that's one less thing on my mind
 

                                                                     Money
                                                 Elvis's car is probably 30 years old
                                                       He looks like a Saab in '45
                                                     Cliff says he's got a headache
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                                     Take them people back inside
                                           Just can't thin of something else to take over
                                                 But you just stand it up and warning
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                                      Why fly when you can walk?
                                                      Why sing when you can talk?
                                   Why hit the wall when you've just punched the clock?
                                                   Oh why sing when you can talk?
                                                   Jeremy's talking about the bombs
                                             He thinks it's probably a bad place to be
                                                 It's gonna be worse than Manhattan
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                                    Take the train on up to the zoo
                                         Don't look back on what you've been through
                                                   Cause everyone's got a Monday
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                              Looks like shit and it feels like America
                                     It's nice to be liked, but it's better by far to get paid
                               I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it
                                                                     that way
                                              But if you could give 'em each one wish
                                     They'd wish success for themselves and their friends
                                                And that would include lots of money
                                              That would surely include lots of money
                                So if there are any on you little green elves sitting out there
                                                                       today
                                                 Step right up, wish me old Irish luck
                                                  But I also need shitloads of money
                              And if there are any of you dirty rich old men sitting out there
                                                                       today
                                                  Step right up, I'm your lucky fuck
                                              But I'm gonna need shitloads of money
                                                  I'm gonna need shitloads of money
                                                    I got to have shitloads of money