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Sports! Chips! Booty!
Come on Saturday a sunny day / The men'll put the coals on So honey get your mitts on and be a part of it It's a never land a party band with everybody dressed down So honey get your vest on and be a part of it Take a little time to get in line / It's gonna be a potluck So honey get your shotgun and be a part of it Bring a little kid a little dog a little corn a little cake A little beer a little gun and be a part of it Shotgun / That's my kind of fun / Shotgun / You're my only one Shotgun / I won I won I won / Shotgun / Get your hands on one I've got volleyball and tetherball and revolution action So honey get your mask on and be a part of it I've got pin the tail and pay the bail and other kinds of hot fun So honey get your shotgun and be a part of it Shotgun╔ I'm planning a big barbecue for the weekend I'm planning for the big end Shotgun / Mitts on / Vest on / Mask on / Shotgun... Crawling slowly out my window Crawling slowly over the rainbow Shooting slowly town to country Shooting slowly 'round the hungry world
My teacher took my thinking head and filled it up with air My teacher tells me what to wear what to wear what to wear My guru took my empty head and made it self-aware My guru tells me what to wear what to wear what to wear It's really quite an active head It jumbles everything they said And spins a hundred balls of thread In swirly black and white and red Last night I saw Eraserhead / Today I cut my hair My movie tells me what to wear what to wear what to wear [Repeated in Yiddish, more or less] Mom and Dad and God and You Here's some scissors and some glue Doll me up / Don't leave me bare Oh everybody take a vote and everybody sew a square Everybody tell these naked puppets what to wear
Glassy eyed and trembling / Through the mall I roam Where's the door I came in / Who'll drive me home Pockets full of wet rags / Wet rags full of tears Weaving trails through Macy's and Sears Have a frozen yogurt / Have a Cinnabon Let yourself get cozy on my fake lawn Gaze across the courtyard / Open up your heart There's a lighted fountain / That's Art Down hallways and highways we're rollin' and rollin' Through Sav-on and Payless and Samurai Bowlin' And fifty cent tacos and big and tall clothing And way in the distance my mother is calling My head is gettin' hazy / Something knocks me off my feet But I guess it's kinda crazy to be walkin' down the street I can't wait to get back / Toast a Pop-tart / Watch TV In my ready-made apartment with my nylon ficus tree Here's my piece of sidewalk / Here the sidewalk ends Here I fall to my death / Good-bye dear friends This is what I asked for / This is where I be Here behind my stone wall I'm free Hold the reins on my neck / Lock me in my room Take away the plastic / Turn on cartoons Closet full of new shoes / None of them fits right Alone in Orange County tonight
I know about your world (But I don't know about you) It's on the edge of my world I saw you out in the street (But I don't know about you) I saw you on TV I've been around the world (But I don't know about you) I am a man of the world I know a thousand tongues (But I don't know about you) But I don't about know you Why should I know you / Better if there's no you╔ I can spit at you / That's how close you are I can shout at you / That's how deaf you are Here's a cup of sugar / Won't you turn that thing down I've done nothing to you / Why'd you smash my car I can smile at you / That's the best I can do Is it gonna rain / I felt a drop or two Did you hear that siren / Did you hear that shot If I do nothing for you then the next one's you I know about your world (But I don't know about you) I saw you down at the mall You're gettin' into my head (But I don't know about you) Why don't I know you at all
When you sing in the shower You're the man of the hour When you shower in the dark You're a suave and slippery power In the dark when you sing You're Domingo / You're The King / You're Bing Singin' in the shower in the dark / You can sound as good as me Singin' in the shower in the dark / No one has to see your butt Singin' in the shower in the dark / Makes you wrinkle like a prune Singin' in the shower in the dark / Drop the soap and break your neck Sing / Shower / Dark / Wrinkle like a prune Take a shower when you're stinky It's all in a manly day But don't get too wrinkly For I can't love you that way Keep your eye on the ball Grab the handle on the wall / Don't fall (Masculine / Madness / Dog day / Mystery / Moonlight / Wild way Hair of steel / Abs of flab / Dry wall / Don't fall) Singin' in the shower in the dark etc. etc. blah blah blah I had a dream your teeth came loose You turned the light off / Hit your head and drowned Sing / Shower / Dark / Drop the soap and break your neck
Oh the bison on the range are acting kinda strange / Get 'em outta here Gonna kill me one or two and wrap me up inside 'em and drink a beer Bison bison bison bison bison bison
(Baby I call your name) Baby is not my name (I'm talking loud and clear) Into the wrong ear (Baby I need your hand) It's holding up my head (Baby I need this dance) If I don't fall down dead Maybe I will Be there maybe I won't be there Baby I will Be there maybe I won't be there Maybe I will Be there baby Don't think for a moment that I don't want to / It's just... Someday I won't hear you call Someday I won't hear at all And someday when I'm chained in bed Someday when my brain is dead You'll wish you'd had a taste of it It's a shit life so get used to it If you watch me you'll get used to it (Baby I'll pick you up) Maybe I'll never wake up (You've got an attitude) I've got a migraine (Baby I'll take you out) Is that a metaphor (We'll go and paint the town) If I get through the door Maybe I will Be there etc... / It's just... Someday when my hair is gone Someday with my diapers on You'll wheel me down the avenue You'll feed me from a jar of goo You'll wish you'd had a taste of it I'm your baby so get used to it If you watch me you'll get used to it Baby baby / I'm crying / Hold me
Lookin' down on a parkin' lot I had a revelation I said: how many little toy cars would fit in my mind Then the world became an apricot / I called in to the station I said: how many little fuzz balls would fit in my mind We go drivin' from left to right We bounce bounce bounce bounce all night What's in here is worse than that A big road map rolled up tight and How many rats do I have to fool / To explain my little brain How many monkeys orbiting / To traverse the universe Hangin' off the end of the moon I had a sudden insight I said: how many little green men would fit in my mind Wrapped up in my cocoon / Gettin' ready for the big fight I said: how many ends of the world would fit in my mind I'd go lovin' everyone in sight I'd dance dance dance dance all night But out here I'm on my own / No light no change no phone I wanna hit the end of space and crash down in the parkin' lot What's in here is worse than that / This little brain is all I've got and How many╔
They poke you here and drug you there It's enough to drive you crazy A nice couch here, an electrode there Is everybody going crazy A card game here and a mind game there The whole thing's really crazy A square meal here and a square hole there It's really kinda sorta crazy Oh feed me a cup of knowing Oh feed me a bowl of expertise Oh feed me a stream of data Oh make me fatter and fatter and fatter and fatter and fatter A madcap here and a nightcap there You'd think the world was crazy An ink blot here and a think tank there Is everybody going crazy A white coat here and a tight coat there I think they think we're crazy With a cluck cluck here and a cluck cluck there And all the animals are crazy Oh feed me╔ When the mind gets too deep to fathom it all The guys in white suits come to call When the mind gets too hot and bursts into flames The guys in red suits have a ball When the mind gets too big to fit in your head The guys will take you out of your big mind And put you in a tiny little bed
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