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ND’S OVER INDULGENCE THEORY
JT :
It’s a dirigible.
ND :
Steak and lobster. $7.95.
JT :
Sounds good.
ND :
It’s at Stardust, ya wanna just go there?
JT :
I like it. Yeah. Let’s go there. I’m just, I’m just hungry for it. I’m gonna over indulge.
What the hell? How often am I gonna do this? I could be starving next week, which I am.
ND :
You’re gonna do it ... you’re gonna do it continuously for the rest of your life.
You’re gonna over indulge. All the time
JT :
I don’t know..
ND :
...and never stop...
JT :
Ya think so?
ND :
You’ll go on and on and on. In some fashion they’ll be some substance because you feel there’s such an empty hole in your life. For the fact that the only thing you do is tunes and you don't have any - anything else in your life... There’s such a huge hole in your life because of your humanity, that you are forced to fill it with chocolate ice cream and lobster. ‘Cause you just feel so alone in the world.
JT :
Alright. Well that sums up a lot.
ND :
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
JT :
He has a point there.
ND :
(coughs) And that’s why you’ll always pick one thing or the other to over indulge in.
You’ll pick the next thing. You’ll go well, this time it’s stake and lobster. I will over indulge
JT :
Alright.
ND :
...like crazy.
JT :
Ok.
ND :
He goes alright, alright. Ok. Enough. How much can I take?
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He's From Jupiter Moon
03:34
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HE’S FROM JUPITER MOON
No
NO!
HE DOESN'T WATCH TV
SMOKE, DRINK, OR SIT IN A BAR
HE'S NOT MUCH FOR PARTIES
HE'S FROM JUPITER MOON
He’s from Jupiter Moon
HE WON'T EAT ANYTHING WITH MAYONNAISE ON IT
THERE'S ONLY 2 FILMS HE'S EVER REALLY LIKED
HE'S HAD THE SAME HAIR SINCE HE WAS FOUR
HE'S FROM JUPITER MOON
He’s from Jupiter Moon
Ohh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
HE'S FROM JUPITER MOON
he's from jupiter moon
Ohh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
FROM JUPITER MOON
he's from JUPE^.
HE WORKS TILL SIX AM IN THE MORNING
ON TUNES HE WILL NEVER LET YOU HEAR
SPENDS HIS BED TIME FLOATING IN THE ASTRAL PLANE
HE'S FROM JUPITER MOON –
He’s from Jupiter Moon... Ohh!
HE'S GOT A SISTER FROM A NEIGHBORING PLANET
TOGETHER THEY CAN'T SIT STILL AT A HOCKEY GAME
AHH, HE'D JUST LOVE TO THROW A WHOLE RACK OF
COMPUTER EQUIPMENT AT A RELIGIOUS STATUE
HE'S FROM JUPITER MOON -
He’s from Jupiter Moon
- Chorus -
HE'S ALWAYS SCROUNGING FOR MONEY
REFUSES TO GET A JOB (9 TO 5)
HE'LL DRAW YOU A NERVOUS DEAD BUNNY
TAKES NITROUS AND GET YOU TO DRIVE !
NO! OH!
HE WON'T HANG OUT FOR MORE THAN A FEW HOURS
HE FINDS CERTAIN MECHANICAL MOVEMENTS
RATHER OBJECTIONABLE
HE'S HAD ENOUGH OF HIS FRIENDS AND HE KNOWS
IT'S TIME FOR HIM TO MAKE AN INCREDIBLE CHANGE
HE'S FROM JUPITER MOON
He’s from Jupiter Moon
- Chorus -
HE’S FROM JUPITER
JUPITER
JUPITER
JUPITER
JUPITER...
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Baby's Chief Distraction
04:06
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BABY’S CHIEF DISTRACTION
Baby's chief distraction
Comes when anyone calls out her name
She's the local girl attraction
And she's anything -- but more of the same
It's like a chemical reaction
She's my little catalyst
Yeah, she drives me to distraction
Near the corner of confusion and bliss
I guess it's just her fashion
To treat me like a risk
Something in her sends me crashing,
Reeling, laughing what is this?
Baby's chief distraction
Never had a bearing on me ‘cause
Baby's main attraction is she'll
Never be distracted by me
Not by me - No - Not by me yeah -
Not by me - No
Baby's chief distraction
Comes from anything she sees on TV
Her idea of interaction
Is what ever makes -- a fool outta me
She's got such self satisfaction
She can be both contra and pro
But she's not into covert action
She says "hell no - baby let's blow!"
Maybe my reaction is to her equality
But that still leaves me with my passion
Gasping, thrashing can't she see!
(CHORUS)
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THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
They say she wants to be a real party goer
She doesn't like to sit at home
She sits around the parlor with her french hair blower
Lickin' ketchup off of polished chrome
She's got a twtichin' and her legs all furry
She's floppin' on the styrofoam
She keeps a cooler in her pocket loaded with her favorite beverage
And the stuff inside'll make ya groan
Dear God!
Sad how she twists and turns but never really gets enough
Who would have thought the burns would produce
the proper muscle for such magical stuff?
THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
DA DA DA THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
The girl's got no respect for food and fine religion
No sense of what is wrong or right
I caught her just the other day with my new rosaries in the kitchen
Strappin’ turkeys down with all her might
Is there nothing sacred in this world of lust and degradation?
How’'s this scuzzy kind of crab cake for a friend?
She always leaves the windows open even when we're on vacation
Gets mascara in my perfect coffee blend
Dear God!
Sad how she twists and turns but never really gets enough
Who would have thought the burns would produce
the proper muscle for such magical stuff?
THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
DA DA DA THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
THE GIRL'S ON FIRE
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5. |
Time Will Tell
04:40
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TIME WILLTELL
I been tryin' hard to make it
But I've waited far too long
Never know how far to take it
I always end up on the lawn
(Time will tell)
Even a shadow knows his name
(Time will tell)
Time will take you places
That you've never been before
I was never one to fake it
Guess temptation was too strong
Ya bend your life but never break it
I guess I'll ask the girls to sing this song
Talkin’ about
(Time will tell)
Even a shadow knows his name
(Time will tell)
Time will take you places
That you've never been before
And every now and then before you've waken
A voice will come and speak to you
Tell you though you feel you've been forsaken
Time is never good for you,
Unless you know just what to do
I've been tryin' hard to make it
Maybe I should change my plan
What's a rule if you can't break it
I guess it's time to take a stand
Talk about
(Time will tell)
Even a shadow knows his name
(Time will tell)
Time will take you places
That you've never been before
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QUEEN ELIZABETH NEEDS DISCOVERING
Queen Elizabeth needs discovering
Lost her ass a long time ago
Maybe she's recovering
I don't know
She's out in the garden watching her tv
She's waiting Jesus
He's on channel 3... channel 3
She thinks her own future
Can we have one too?
That priest on the tube set
He's laughing at you
Queen Elizabeth needs discovering
Lost her ass a long time ago
Maybe she's recovering
I don't know
I don't know...
Politics and rhetoric
Thine will be done
Watch as she talks on her phone
Party chairs and look, who cares?
She's in control
Maybe she'll die on the throne
Lizzy speaks:
"Unless of course you meet my demands, I shall be forced to blow you and your compatriots to kingdom come!"
"Nary a soul shall survive the terrible wrath which shall ensue... Mr.bond."
Queen Elizabeth needs discovering
Lost her ass a long time ago
maybe she's recovering
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
"Hallelujah... Hallelujah...
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PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
Bossa Nova type of music plays, occasionally interjected with big
old Robert Palmer rock drums. Underneath this quaint rhythmic
confectionery an old princess phone bell rings insistently. At the
same time, Uncle Charlie (the late William Demherest) from the
1960's classic TV sitcom "MY 3 SONS" is in the bathroom keeping
himself busy. He can't pick up the phone and neither can the late
Fred MacMurray, best known as Steve Douglas, the father of the
household. And so we hear...
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
COME ON WILL YA? FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
I FOUND A FORE HEAD IN THE SINK LAST WEEK.
IT LOOKED A LOT LIKE MRS. PINK.
SHE'S ON HER WAY TO ALCATRAZ.
I SAW HER SPILLING HER GUTS AND ALL THAT JAZZ.
COME ON...PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
JESUS...AH, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
(A twisted version of the theme from the popular 60s sitcom
"My 3 Sons", is played here with utmost confidence by Blufire
guitarist Chris Pati. (Tabacco made him do it.)
CAN'T A MAN MASTURBATE IN PEACE?
CAN’T A FELLOW DO SOMETHIN’ FOR HIMSELF?
CAN’T A FELLA MAKE SPAGHETTI WITHOUT NOISE?
AHH FOR GODS SAKE STEVE! COME ON! FOR GODS SAKE STEVE!
AHH- AHH THE HELL WIT YA... DEAR LORD, MARY, AND JOSEPH WHAT'S A FELLA SUPPOSE TO DO?
AH COME ON STEVE. AHH...AHH COME ON
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE.
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
NOW WILL YA DO IT?
PICK UP THE GODDAMN PHONE, STEVE!
PLEASE!!! THE RINGING'S DRIVING ME CRAZY!
IT'S GONNA COME OFF THE WALL!
I'M GONNA DRIVE YOU INSANE STEVE.
AHH FOR GODS SAKE !... THAT'S IT. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE.
HEAR WHAT I'M SAYIN? I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!
I'VE HAD IT! THAT'S IT!
TELL THAT SONOFABITCH CHIP TO GO TO HELL! I DON'T GIVE
A DAMN IF HE CAN GET A DATE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT OR NO!
AH, FOR GODS SAKE STEVE. HOW THE HELL OLD ARE YA?
YA CAN'T FIND A DATE ON A SATURDAY NIGHT?
WHAT ARE YA, FUNNY BOY? YEAH THAT'S IT. SOFT SPOT. AHH, THE HELL WITH YA STEVE! GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM...
YA WHORE!
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Cleaning Rabbits #1
00:52
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CLEANING RABBITS #1
Most of the milk in the tiny cartons was used for cleaning rabbits.
Then lower, lower, lower the twisted hen into a round about box about the size of a pastry maker. Erect like a boy with no chin. Consequentin' the robot like arms were suspended in contraptions of most hideous form. And the wires did entangle themselves about his nostrils in the efforts to keep him from breathing the own oxygen of the rear exit of a door marked "Electro Bug". These were symptomatic of the diseases marked - marked by radio waves. And I can't read this! What does this say?
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Xmas Comin' Down On You
02:43
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XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
FEELIN’ LIKE A LAME-O
STEALIN UP THE PAY ROLL
SLAPPIN’ THE PIG WITH THE BACK OF MY HAND...
WELL IT’S XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
YEAH, IT’S XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
WELL I WAS JUST ON THE BEACH ON THE 4TH OF JULY
CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I SEE WITH MY EYE
WELL IT’S XMAS... COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
YEAH IT’S XMAS
TV guy : “Installation. Install your oven using these twelve simple steps for countertop use. Step one”
FEELIN’ LIKE A LAME-O
STEALIN UP THE PAY ROLL
SLAPPIN’ THE PIG WITH THE BACK OF MY HAND...
WELL IT’S XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
YEAH, IT’S XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
WELL I WAS JUST ON THE BEACH ON THE 4TH OF JULY
CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I SEE WITH MY EYE
WELL IT’S XMAS... COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
“AW, PLAY YA GEETARR JOHNNY...” Yeah!
(Unprecedented Lame-o solo plays here)
Yeah, alright, alright, alright, stop, stop, stop man.
JT : What? What’s the matter?
ND : Nice job. Really.
JT : I don’t know how to play this! You play it.
ND : No.
WELL IT’S XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
WELL IT’S XMAS COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
WELL I WAS JUST ON THE BEACH ON THE 4TH OF JULY
CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I SEE WITH MY EYE
WELL IT’S XMAS... COMIN’ DOWN ON YOU
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!
Tell me about it Santa Claw.
Come get me with your big bad Choo Choo.
Take me away!
Take me away Santa.
Put me in your big bag and drive me to heaven in a crystal colored car.
Ha Ha Ha Ha!
Woo whooo....
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LOVE TIME I"LL MAKE YOU MINE
YOU ALWAYS TAKE FROM ME
THIS TIME I'LL TAKE FROM YOU
YOU THINK YOU SET ME FREE
WELL I'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU
YOU'VE GOT SOME STUFF OF MINE
I WANT IT BACK REAL SOON
'CAUSE NOW IT'S PARTY TIME
DIDN'T MEAN TO BURST YOUR BALLOON
BROKEN TIES
WHITE POWDER LIES
MIDNIGHT CRIES
I CAN SEE THROUGH YOUR DISGUISE
LOVE TIME I'LL MAKE YOU MINE
SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU CAN HANDLE
LOVE TIME I'LL MAKE YOU MINE
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT
LOVE TIME I'LL MAKE YOU MINE
COME ON GIRL TIME TO SURRENDER
NO. NO IT CANNOT BE DENIED SO GIVE YOUR LOVE TO ME
THE NIGHT IS HEATING UP
IT'S TIME TO MAKE MY MOVE
THERE'S NO MISTAKE ABOUT IT
I'LL GET YOU IN THE GROOVE
DON'T WANT TO WAIT MUCH LONGER
IT'S GETTING HARD TO BREATHE
MY HUNGERS GETTING STRONGER
COME ON GIVE ME WHAT I NEED
LOVE TIME I'LL MAKE YOU MINE
SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU CAN HANDLE
LOVE TIME I'LL MAKE YOU MINE
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT
LOVE TIME I'LL MAKE YOU MINE
COME ON GIRL TIME TO SURRENDER
NO. NO IT CANNOT BE DENIED SO GIVE YOUR LOVE TO ME
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Forget About It
04:37
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FORGET ABOUT IT
I don't want to tell you
How I feel about you
I know you think you're crazy
Stuttering and shaking
There's nothing I can give you
Nothing that's so simple as you tell me
(I never felt like this before)
I don't want from you
What I know you want from me
And I know you might be true
But forget about me set your self free
I don't want from you
What I know you need from me
And I know you must be true
But forget about it
Forget about my love
Say it's just a question
Salvation or redemption
I don't really listen
I don't have a reason
Just because you say so
Doesn't mean I have to give in
(I've never seen this face before)
I don't want from you
What I know you want from me
And I know you might be true
But forget about me set your self free
I don't want from you
What I know you need from me
And I know you must be true
But forget about it
Forget about my love
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Feel Like Love Tonight
04:30
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Feel Like Love Tonight
The moment I met you
I knew inside my heart it was forever
Tried so hard to get you
To hold you in my arms and feel you close to me
I need you in my life and girl you know it’s true
I know deep in my soul that you want me to want you
Hiiiiiiiii... Feel like love tonight
Hiiiiiiiii... Feel like love tonight
When we come together
all at once the passion starts to flow
Giving you pleasure
Watching as we both start to let go
It’s worth everything to see that look in your eye
Both of burning, now I can’t deny that....
Hiiiiiiiii... Feel like love tonight
Hiiiiiiiii... Feel like love tonight
Hiiiiiiiii... Feel like love tonight
Hiiiiiiiii... Feel like love tonight
Waking up together, our hearts beat as one
Can we keep this precious moment alive?
Then I hear you calling out my name
And I know I’m here for you again
Now I know that we were meant to last forever
Hiiiiiii feel like love tonight
Hiiiiiii feel like love tonight etc...
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Tragedy @Hand
05:14
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TRAGEDY AT HAND
As the day light breaks me
I think about a room in my head
Something gray and ugly
Is it all the light I've been fed?
Could it be that I'm not crazy for you?
Could it be that I'm not crazy for you?
As the moon light wakes me
I light a little fire in your bed
Is the moon light hasty?
Maybe it should wake you instead
Could it be that I'm not crazy for you?
Could it be that I'm not crazy for you?
Oh whoa oh whoa...
ON AND ON I FEEL MY HEART RETREAT
AND FORGET ABOUT THE PAST
ON AND ON I FEEL MY LIFE'S COMPLETE
IT'S A TRAGEDY AT HAND
As the head lights chase me
Is it really true what you said?
Is it really true what you said?
I hope it isn't true what you said
Could it be that I'm not crazy for you?
Could it be that I'm not crazy for you?
Oh whoa oh whoa...
ON AND ON I FEEL MY HEART RETREAT
AND FORGET ABOUT THE PAST
ON AND ON I FEEL MY LIFE'S COMPLETE
IT'S A TRAGEDY AT HAND
ON AND ON I FEEL MY HEART RETREAT
AND FORGET ABOUT THE PAST
ON AND ON I FEEL MY LIFE'S COMPLETE
IT'S A TRAGEDY AT HAND
I know I'm asking far too much of you this day
But I can't help but hope you'll be there any way
Could it be that I have made myself some
Holy Wonder?
ON AND ON I FEEL MY HEART RETREAT
AND FORGET ABOUT THE PAST
ON AND ON I FEEL MY LIFE'S COMPLETE
IT'S A TRAGEDY AT HAND
ON AND ON I FEEL MY HEART RETREAT
AS I GAZE INTO THE PAST
ON AND ON I FEEL MY LIFE'S COMPLETE
IT'S A TRAGEDY AT HAND
ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON
ON AND ON ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON
Crazy..Crazy.. I'm not crazy for you..ohh..
Crazy..Crazy.. I'm not crazy for you
Could it be that I’m not crazy for you
Crazy..Crazy..
It's crazy...
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Wet September
04:26
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WET SEPTEMBER
IN THE MORNING - WHILE YOU'RE SLEEPING
I'VE BEEN WATCHING - EVER WONDERIN'
I'VE BEEN THINKING - HERE FOREVER
WILL SHE WAKE UP? - MAYBE NEVER
AND IF I ASK YOU ONCE
TO LAY DOWN FOR THE NIGHT
WOULD YOU TELL ME
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALL RIGHT
WELL IN THE EVENING - WHILE YOU'RE DREAMING
I AM FALLING ON A WET SEPTEMBER
IN THE BACK ROOM - OF THE BASEMENT
CARELESS CORNERS AND - WASTED STATEMENTS
YOU'VE BEEN ASKING - TOO MANY QUESTIONS
I CAN'T ANSWER - YOU DIRECTLY
AND IF YOU ASK ME ONCE TO STAY HERE FOR THE NIGHT
BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT
NOW YOU TELL ME YOU DON'T WANNA FIGHT WELL...
I AM FALLING ON A WET SEPTEMBER
I AM CALLING ON A WET SEPTEMBER
BABY USED TO SAY I WOULD BE OK
IF I WOULD LET YA SPEAK YOUR MIND
AND KEEP THE SCREAMING DOWN
WELL YOU GOT YOUR WAY
NO ONE HAS TO HEAR YOU SAY...
A WORD...NOT HERE...NOT NOW...
AND IF YOU ASK ME ONCE TO STAY HERE FOR THE NIGHT
BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT
NOW YOU TELL ME YOU DON'T WANNA FIGHT
IN THE HALLWAY - BIGGER FOOTSTEPS
SIRENS BLAZING - IN THE GARDEN
I COULD HOLD OUT - HERE ALL NIGHT BUT
I'VE BEEN SANCTIONED - BY A WET SEPTEMBER
AND IF YOU ASK ME ONCE TO STAY HERE FOR THE NIGHT
BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT
NOW YOU TELL ME YOU DON'T WANNA FIGHT WELL...
I AM FALLING ON A WET SEPTEMBER
I AM CALLING ON A WET SEPTEMBER
I AM CRAWLING ON A WET SEPTEMBER
I AM FALLING
I AM CALLING
I AM CRAWLING
ON A WET SEPTEMBER
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Cleaning Rabbits #2
01:02
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CLEANING SOME MORE RABBITS
Most of the milk in the tiny cartons was used for cleaning rabbits.
But some was always kept in a little jar above the attic for the peanut boy.
You know about the peanut boy? The chap who came by on Wednesdays
with frog stuck to his cheeks. He was a whimpet of a luvla and most of the kids in the neighborhood settled around bongo-ing him with breasts.
Now, if you'd like to try some of this write to P.O. Box Mouse Mouse Mouse One Niner Five Niner Two. And please disclose the unreleased sharpening tool in a wretched existence not unlike the crevasses of a small muffin boy. Round a bout and twisted up in a catalytic converter. See as the sponging material...
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16. |
Gonzo Eve
02:11
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GONZO EVE
Uncle Charlie polishes up his act and sells out:
A higher form of life makes a snicker bar management
Cow punk the bohunk - cycle for infringement
Take more you get more - the cookie goes crumble
And I can’t get enough of that awful squeeze pimple
I’m tired of pickin’ the panties up for Katie Douglas
And serving the rancid onions for a pizza face Chip
Ernie - Ernie get yourself a good attorney
‘Cause here comes a pen with no ink in your eye lid
An authentic female rapper voxes here:
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down...
It’s over ‘cause i don’t like you!
Ahh, blasty ass bastard bashed out the banjo
While Steve and Dotty dance the “pandemonium tango”
Every time a glass breaks - every time the earth quakes
Someone’s lookin’ to punch old Uncle Charlie in the nuts!
Go go gravy gettin’ lazy awful hazy
Makin’ another mess will make your liver go crazy
Push up the splash up - cast off no enema
And tell MacMurray I don’t need his stupid show
Go blow!
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down...
Aww, here comes another one!
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down...
It's over 'cause I don't like you!
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down...
Aww, here comes another one!
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
Yeah!
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
Aw no!
And after knockin’ em down
it’s over - it’s over
and after knockin’ em down...
Well it's over 'cause I don't like you!
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ND & JT :
Dizzy wuz screamin'
And Coltrane was bleedin'
And the gun shots were boomin'
"Cause somebody started something'
Alright, that's our little...
That's our little ah..
Thelonium...
Thelonium...
Dizzy wuz screamin'
And Coltrane was bleedin'
And the gun shots were boomin'
"Cause somebody started something'
Oh oh...
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18. |
Heartless Wonder
03:33
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HEARTLESS WONDER
Something about her gets me crazy and I can't say why
Makes me feel silly
I hang around her neck like jewelry sparkles in my eyes
And everything's trippy
Tell me how do I convey the wonder of a perfect day
The beauty of my lover's kiss - her perfect splendor
She's a heartless wonder baby
And she steals from me
A heartless wonder baby
Nothin's ever free
A heartless wonder baby
No matter what she be
I can’t stop feelin' this way!
Cradle a picture golden Tuesday we lit up the sky
Could I be dreaming?
I never knew life could be so easy with her by my side
Somebody pinch me
But there's a message in her smile
I haven't seen it in a while
I can't remember what it is, oh I remember...
She's a heartless wonder baby
And she steals from me
A heartless wonder baby
Nothin's ever free
A heartless wonder baby
No matter what she be
I can’t stop feelin' this way!
I can’t stop feelin' this way!
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BACK TO BOOT ROAD AGAIN (EVERYTHING SUCKS)
ND and JT fake scatting to Chet Baker....
ND : I'm so depressed.
More silly scatting...
JT : I'm a big white horse
ND : I'm a big white whore... I don't get it so...
JT : Ah ha...
ND : Where the hell? She hasn't even gone on yet.
JT : I think he wanted to take them out to lunch this way he could see...
ND : Under their dresses
JT : Under their dress
ND : I wanna take a look under your
JT : Under your dress... Whoaaaaaa. Ha ha ha ha ha, hah...
(Sings a parody of Donald Fagen's "Maxine") : Some folks say we're restless..
ND : You've definitely ahh
JT : (continues singing) : They say we're much too...
ND : You've smoothed out so much.
JT : ... young... What ?
ND : You. You've mellowed.
JT : In what way?
ND : Well you're not as... this, this trip doesn't bother you as much.
JT : Oh, it bothers the shit out of me. It's just that who wants to hear somebody complain all day long?
ND : Nah, nah, nah, nah... You can’t. There’s no way. Ya, you couldn’t stop yourself from complaining if you were that - upset about it.
JT : Ah, what are you talking about?
ND : You’re not as upset about this trip as you used to be. I know it. Ya media beat now.
JT : I think that I realize...
ND : Look at him. He can’t! He can’t!
JT : There’s no way that I’m more mell... I was downstairs yesterday, I was gonna cry.
I was sitting there trying to write something and people were talking - I’m like, this is what I’m doing. What am I doing? WHAT AM I DOING?
ND : Making money.
JT : THIS IS NOT WHAT I’M DOING! I’M NOT MAKING ANYTHING HERE!
ND : You are. You are.
JT : There’s nothing. I’m, I’m not gonna get anything from this trip. It’s nothing.
ND : $155.00
JT : It’s gone. It’s gone for something I don’t even care about.
ND : Yeah, but..
JT : I got nothin’ to show for it...
ND : But you had to come up with it somewhere.
JT : Here’s what I have to show for it. A bunch of tape running that I could laugh at. That’s the only thing.
ND : Well, it’s more than a lot people have.
JT : I’m so... I’m not, I haven’t mellowed out. I’ve died. That’s what happened. Ya see?
I died. The last couple a trips, that’s it. I’ve realized this is all I’ve amounted to and no one will ever hear anything I ever do and things totally suck! And there’s nothing I can do. Re - resigned to that fact. Nothing I can do. I will sit here and eventually I will not be here. I realize that. So, that’ s not mellowing out. That’s coming from a realization that everything sucks. So I guess in a way I’m a little happier now! If anything.
ND : (laughs)
JT : There’s nothing to worry about. Everything totally sucks. I realize that. There’s nothing I can do. If Victoria Principal came into the room and sat on my face, it wouldn’t even make a difference. It really wouldn’t. ‘Cause I would go home and still be that little nothing that makes no difference at all. It’s ok though. It’s alright.
I’m telling myself it’s alright.
ND : Oh..
JT : And that’s - and that’s where I am. Right now as we speak. Going to Boot Road for the I don’t know for the 50th time perhaps? 50 times. 50, 60 times? I don’t know.
(Continues singing Fagen’s song “Maxine”) : Some folks say we’re restless. They say I’m much too dumb! I don’t know. Alright.
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20. |
Don't Ever Say
03:13
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DON’T EVER SAY
Don't ever say I don't love you
Don't ever say I don't care
I've been waiting here by the phone
You're not even there
Don't ever speak in whispers (not alone)
Whispers are hard to define
When you whisper goodbye in my ear
There are papers to be signed
I never asked you for roses
They bring a funeral state of mind
I've often wondered how you manage to survive
Why not take all of me?
(solo...perhaps some suave whistling)
I never asked you for roses
They bring a funeral state of mind
I've often wondered how you manage to survive
Why not take all of me?
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21. |
I Know From You
03:39
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I KNOW FROM YOU
You want your life back
You want to be free
But you never asked me
You'll stay in touch
yeah, You'll get back to me
I'll wait patiently
But I know from you
This Ecstasy
this 1-2-3
I can't believe
And I know from you
this Count on me - Emergency
this “Can't blame me”
And I know from you
I know from you
I know from you
And I can't understand It
I know from you - I know from you - I know from you
And I can't understand what you're sayin'
You want to keep me Under your thumb
You want the final say
But you'd be stupid To think me so dumb
I learned the hard way
But I know from you - This Ecstasy - this 1-2-3
I can't believe And I know from you
this Count on me - Emergency this “Can't blame me”...
And I know from you
I know from you I know from you
And I can't understand It etc...
(“An Act of Violence” GUITAR solo PLAYS HERE)
-chorus-
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22. |
Soldier Town
04:39
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SOLDIER TOWN
IN SOLDIER TOWN THERE'S PLENTY TO SEE ALL AROUND YOU
SO COME ON DOWN TOWN - WHERE WE CAN DO ANYTHING WE LET YOU
(DON'T THINK IT'S CENSORSHIP)
DON'T YOU WORRY I'M TOO HIP
(SCREAM SHOUT NEVER MIND)
I'LL JUST KEEP MY PLACE IN LINE
(SIT BACK ENJOY THE SHOW)
MY DAYS ARE JUST A HAZY GLOW
BUT JUST WHO SLAVES TO MAKE IT SO I DON'T WANNA KNOW
IN SOLDIER TOWN THERE'S PLENTY OF CLOWNS IN THE STREETS
WELL IN SOLDIER TOWN BABY THERE'S NEVER A FROWN
SO ORDER AROUND ALL AROUND
IN SOLDIER TOWN THERE'S PLENTY OF WORK LOOK AROUND YOU
BUT KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE GROUND
OR WE'LL LEAVE YOU RIGHT WHERE WE FOUND YOU
(WE KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU)
SOMETIMES I BELIEVE IT'S TOO
(WE'LL SAY HOW MUCH YOU NEED)
PLEASE LET IT BE ENOUGH TO EAT
(YOU'LL GET WHAT YOU DESERVE)
WORKING PAST MY LAST RESERVE
SOME ARE ONLY MADE TO SERVE AND TO SAY YES SIR,
IN SOLDIER TOWN - LAND OF PLENTY THERE'S PLENTY TO EAT
WELL IN SOLDIER TOWN BABY YOU'LL ALL COME AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND...
JESUS SAVES IN THE BLOOD OF SACRIFICE
MONEY TALKS BUT IT'S NOT AFRAID TO FIGHT
SO WHO CARES IF A FEW HAVE GOT TO DIE
FOR OUR RIGHTS LIKE OUR RIGHT TO THIS LIFE
IN SOLDIER TOWN THERE'S PLENTY OF BLOOD IN THE STREETS
WELL, WE WASH THEM DOWN BABY
AND IT KEEPS THEM NICE AND NEAT
IN SOLDIER TOWN ALMOST ANYONE CAN BE BOUGHT CHEAP
WELL IN SOLDIER TOWN BABY LET'S FIRE A ROUND ALL AROUND
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23. |
This Is Hootsville
01:30
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Sweaty, disgusting, fat, old, women with cellulite on their thighs.
And tired, stupid, old, men with piped tobacco on their breath.
Huh...
This is Hootsville.
It’s a nonchalant little hole in the wall with twisted remembrances of Summers and spending like mad.
And they all go screaming down some hill to be first in line at the door for the free butterscotch sandwich.
Huh...
Hoards of cackling flight attendants.
Uncontrollable, pressing their way onward to purchase little red bicycles for children who can’t even walk.
Children in wheelchairs for God’s sakes.
It’s a disgusting display of wine merchants and Barbie dolls.
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24. |
Hey, Hey Paula
03:55
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HEY, HEY, PAULA
Hey, Hey, Paula
Is it really your mother they found on the lawn ?
And..
Hey, Hey, Paula
Was it really your father, filleted on the beach?
I’m so sorry about it you know
And I know just how badly you must feel
But...
You know how it goes when it goes
When it goes with so little money
Hey, Hey, Paula
Is it time to go out or withdraw to within?
And..
Hey, Hey, Paula
What you see in the window...
A box with a lid
I'm so sorry about it you know
And I know just how frighten you must be
But you know how it goes when it grows
And what grows is eating your kidneys
Hey, Hey, Paula
(A beautiful, dreamy Brian Wilson like interlude plays here,
while slow motion footage of the actual murders make for
a nice back drop for a Bevis and Butt Head conversation...)
Hey, Hey, Paula
Is it time to go out Paula?
Hey, Hey, Paula
Is time... or what?
(Our proud troubadour waltzes away scot free. It’s the law!)
Of limited interest:
This song was our first attempt at writing a children’s tune.
So much for that endeavor...
Maybe we could get Barney the stupid purple dinosaur to
sing it when he’s looking to do a comeback.
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25. |
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Everybody wants to screw but they don't want to end up with aids
Everybody wants to swim but ya gotta hold your breath a real long time
Everybody wants to play guitar and be a rock star but they may be assassinated just like John Lennon was a long long time ago
Everybody wants to drive but they're afraid they might end up in a terrible crash
Everybody wants to ride the railroad but look what happened on the 5:33
JT : That's our protest tune (laughs)
ND : Yeah, or something. Our complaining tune.
JT : Our complain...
ND : Or whatever.
JT : (laughs) He just complains... the song...
ND : What style of tunes do you guys do?
JT : Complaining...
ND : We write complaints
JT : Complaints. Federal. State complaints. Anything you want. You wanna complain about the sewage?
ND : I'm angry about zoos. What about you?
I've been trying hard to make it (repeat ad infinitum)
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26. |
It's Xmas Today
02:14
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ND : Hey, Santa's on Blitzen again. Oh oh, you give him the bad news!
I'm sick of giving him the bad news.
JT : It's like old vaudeville or something...
IT'S XMAS TODAY
It's Xmas today
Guess who's on his way
Owes us lots of money and some presents - Hooray
We suffered all year
Now he's going to pay
Big old fat ass Santa makes us slave our lives away
Played a trick on Santa - didn't keep his reindeer fed
Hope he's got some on reserve - Why?
I think this one - well he might be dead
It's Xmas today
Guess who's on his way
Owes us lots of money and some presents - Hooray
A nightmare all year
But he doesn't care
We made Christmas dinner -
Hope he likes his reindeer rare
It's that special time of year
Lot's of disappointed kids screaming in his ear
Santa's only fear is another crazy elf who's been drinking lots of beer
It's Xmas today
Guess who's on his way?
Owes us lots of money and some presents - Hooray
We suffered all year
Now he's going to pay
Big old fat ass Santa makes us slave our lives away
It's Xmas day - today!
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27. |
J-30
05:11
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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York
John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and visual
artist.
Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined.
For more info : www.johntabacco.net
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