Lyrics Compilation Will A. Sanborn Created: 06/01/99 Last Updated: 11/16/05 Some balls are held for charity and some for fancy dress, but when they're held for pleasure they're the balls that I like best! -- AC/DC, "Big Balls" I was gonna clean my room until I got high I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high My room is still messed up and I know why 'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high ... I was gonna go to class before I got high, I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high I'm taking it next semester and I know why 'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high -- Afro Man, "Because I got High" I am the man in the box, buried in my shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut     -- Alice in Chains, "Man in the Box" Some say we're born into the grave I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol' Pile of them bones … Dust Rise right over my time Empty fossil of the new scene I feel so alone, gonna wind up a big ol' Pile of them bones … Toll due bad dream come true I lie dead gone under red sky I feel so alone, gonna wind up a big ol' Pile of them bones     -- Alice in Chains, "Them Bones" Ain't found a way to kill me yet Eyes burn with stinging sweat Seems every path leads me to nowhere Wife and kids, household pet Army green was no safe bet The bullets scream to me from somewhere     -- Alice in Chains, "Rooster" Dear God, how have you been, then? I'm not fine, fuck pretending All of this death you're sending Best throw some free heart mending Invite you in my heart, then When done, my sins forgiven? This God of mine relaxes World dies, I still pay taxes     -- Alice in Chains, "God Am" Look I'm standing Naked before you, don't you want more than my sex?  I can scream as loud as your last one, but I can't claim innocence -- Tori Amos, "Leather" And if I died today, I'd be a happy phantom And I go chasing the nuns out in the yard And I'd run naked down the street without my mask on And I would never need umbrellas in the rain I'd wake up in Strawberry Fields everyday And the atrocities of school I can forget, a happy phantom has no right to bitch -- Tori Amos, "Happy Phantom" I live on the highway near the Puppet Motel I log in every day, I know the neighborhood well Now about the residents of the Puppet Motel They're more than a little spooky And most of them are mean, They're runnin' the numbers They're playin' cops and robbers, Down in their dungeons inside their machines     --Laurie Anderson, "The Puppet Motel" 'Cause they don't know what's really real now They're havin' fourth-dimensional dreams Their minds are out on bail now And real is only what it seems And all the puppets in this digital jail They're runnin' around in a frenzy in search of the Holy Grail They're havin' virtual sex They're eatin' virtual food No wonder these puppets are always in a lousy mood     --Laurie Anderson, "The Puppet Motel" What happened to them all? Running through my old life Looking for my lost toys Where has all my fun gone? … When I was a little man Playdough came in a little can I was Star Wars' biggest fan But now I'm stuck without a plan GI Joe was an action man Shaggy drove the mystery van Devo was my favorite band Take me back to my happy land     -- The Aquabats, "Playdough" Here's a story that must be told, it's kinda new, not very old About a female Martian with a wild grin, big orange eyes and green skin Blue was her hair, she came from way up there She wore silver underwear, slmost naked but she didn't care Why oh, why did she come from Planet V? I don't know, woh woh woh Martian girl from Planet V, will you marry me? … She came from outer space, she came to see if earth was good She got distracted at the supermarket, in the meat department She's looking at me, she's looking hungry Think she's gonna eat me!     -- The Aquabats, "Martian Girl" The USA has tanks, and Switzerland has banks, They can keep them thanks, they just don't amount 'Cause when you get down to it, you find out what the truth is It isn't what you do with it, it's the size that counts Most people will tell you that France is pretty large But you can put fourteen Frances into this land of ours! It'd take a lot of work, it'd take a whole lot of work … We're larger than Malaysia, almost as big as Asia We're bigger than Australia and it's a continent So big we seldom bother to go see one another But we often go to other countries for vacations Our mountains are very pointy, our prairies are not The rest is kinda bumpy, but man do we have a lot! We've got a lot of land, we've got a whole lot of land … So stand up and be proud and sing it very loud We stand out from the crowd, 'cause Canada's really big     -- The Arrogant Worms, "Canada's Really Big" Listen up brothers and sisters come hear my desperate tale I speak of our friends of nature trapped in the dirt like a jail Vegetables live in oppression, served on our tables each night This killing of veggies is madness, I say we take up the fight Salads are only for murderers, coleslaw's a fascist regime Don't think that they don't have feelings, just 'cause a radish can't scream     -- The Arrogant Worms, "Carrot Juice is Murder" It's great to be a Nerd, it's great to be a Nerd The only light we ever see is from our monitor … We argue about comic books and internet connections The biggest highlight of the year is the Star Trek Convention Our Town's not big enough to sign up any stars But we once met a red shirt who was phased by a Borg … It's great to be a Nerd, it's great to be a Nerd, We wear our Star Trek uniforms and talk like Captain Kirk … We have our own heroes, who we try to emulate I dream of one day being as sexy as Bill Gates We hate watching sports cause were reading Carl Sagan But we'd watch the Olympics if they played Dungeons and Dragons     -- The Arrogant Worms, "It's Great to be a Nerd" It's great to be a Nerd, it's great to be a Nerd, We think Tolkien was a genius and Shakespeare was a turd … We rarely get a date, or get talked to by a girl Unless they're having trouble with their Algebra homework Were emotionally bereft and sexually frustrated But we can download photographs of agent Scully naked     -- The Arrogant Worms, "It's Great to be a Nerd" Oh, I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine I had a little stretch of land along the CP line But time are hard and though I tried, the money wasn't there And bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair I looked for every kind of job, the answer always "no" "Hire you now," they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go" The government, they promised me a measly little sum But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum. Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone I'm gonna be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan!     -- The Arrogant Worms, "The Last Saskatchewan Pirate" Billy solves his problems by calling up his Mom Heather solves her problems with drugs and alcohol Daniel solves his problems with a doctor and the law But Malcolm's got his own way and it's better than them all … 'Cause Malcolm solves his problems with a chainsaw And he never has the same problem twice … Whether it's a bill or a cheque arriving late Rancid marble cheese or a steak that's second rate Awful TV programs or a broken Elvis plate Or his fiancée who dumps him because he's gaining weight     -- The Arrogant Worms, "Malcolm" On the Mounted Animal Nature Trail, you'll be sure to see All Mother Nature's favorite pets, all sitting rigidly They're never hungry anymore, their last meal left them stuffed Don't worry they won't walk away, if you try to pet their fluff     -- The Arrogant Worms We were at the beach Everybody had matching towels Somebody went under a dock And there they saw a rock It wasn't a rock It was a rock lobster     -- The B-52's, "Rock Lobster" Here comes a stingray There goes a manta-ray In walked a jelly fish There goes a dog-fish Chased by a cat-fish In flew a sea robin Watch out for that piranha There goes a narwhale Here comes a bikini whale!     -- The B-52's, "Rock Lobster" Tina went to the ladies room Saw written on the wall "If you'd like a very nice time Just give this number a call" … It was 606 and I'm waitin' for you 6060-842 606 and I'm waitin' for you     -- The B-52's, "6060-842" We're really tearin' tar We're goin' 90 miles an hour Ho! He's drivin' me crazy He's drivin' me to Hell now … He's pointing his pitchfork at me He's in the front seat of my car! He's taking over! Oo, he ripped my upholstery He's at the wheel Help! The devil's in my car Help! He's drivin' too far     -- The B-52's, "Devil in my Car" Everyday I take her out, yeah! She runs around, she shouts out and barks, yeah! Cause she's a good doggie She's a sweet, sweet, sweet puppy! And I know she'll stick by me, yeah! … Oh no! Here comes a Great Dane Drivin' down the lane Quiche, Quiche, Quiche come back here Don't leave me, I'll go insane     -- The B-52's, "Quiche Lorraine" How do you like that? Has anybody seen a dog dyed dark green? About two inches tall, with a strawberry blonde fall Sunglasses and a bonnet, and designer jeans with appliqués on it The dog that brought me so much joy Left me wallowing in pain Quiche Lorraine     -- The B-52's, "Quiche Lorraine" I want to see you tonight I want you to walk in the door I want you to lay on the floor 'Cause tonight's the night We make love, under a strobe light Underneath the strobe light!     -- The B-52's, "Strobe Light" We're in the basement, learning to print All of it's hot! 10-20-30 million ready to be spent We're stackin' 'em against the wall Those gangster presidents     -- The B-52's, "Legal Tender" Wanna be the ruler of the galaxy Wanna be the king of the universe Let's meet and have a baby now! … Wanna be the empress of fashion Wanna be the president of Moscow Let's meet and have a baby now!     -- The B-52's, "Song for a Future Generation" There's a big bird over my house Go away, go away There's a big bird flying over my house And it looks like it's decided to stay It's making a mistake... a big mistake     -- The B-52's, "Big Bird" Witch doctors are screaming, nymphs are dreaming This girl's lost someone, who is that someone she's leaving? … Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland … Hot latitudes, cool attitudes, she's leaving Moon in her mirror, chasing northern lights She goes, ahhh … Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland     -- The B-52's, "Girl from Ipanema Goes to Greenland" I'm so tired of this vacuum Need a man to help soon Don't need a man to make a move on me I need a man to move in with me … Don't need a man to treat me mean I need a man to help me clean … Someone who's heaven sent Someone to help pay rent Someone to share dreams and wishes Someone to help me do the dishes     -- The B-52's, "Housework" Together we'll go down to nude beach Together we'll stroll on the sand Where the air and the land meet forever The sea, the land, a land of tan … We know a place where we are free We throw our suits into the sea     -- The B-52's, "Theme for a Nude Beach" I liked your Chevy Duster I liked your brand new trailer I liked your color TV But you looked at that color TV More than me, more than me … Oh, our love is like a fuse that's burned out     -- The B-52's, "Ain't It a Shame" Millions of trees, don't chop them down See them growing for miles around I like the rain clouds, I like the heat Don't want parched earth burning my feet I like the jungle, I like its style Keep it growing, keep it wild Let it grow for miles and miles and miles     -- The B-52's, "Juicy Jungle" She's the wildest hon in the wild kingdom She's the wildest thang to float down Well there's alligators and razorbacks, But I don't care, I like to go down tubin' with you When she floats down and yells "hey!" Even the razorbacks get outta her way Ya know what I mean?     -- The B-52's, "Junebug" Fly the great big sky, see the great big sea Kick through continents, bustin' boundaries Take it hip to hip rocket through the wilderness Around the world the trip begins with a kiss … Roam if you want to, roam around the world Roam if you want to, without wings, without wheels Roam if you want to, without anything but the love we feel … Take it hip to hip, rocket through the wilderness     -- The B-52's, "Roam" On the horizon, the landscape's burning red Bushfire - smoke in your eyes... smoke in your eyes If you feel something, that makes you warm all over If you got a fire and you can't put it out - got a bushfire … Rolling through a field of molten flowers Burning in a field of molten flowers There's a bushfire, there's a bushfire burning yeah     -- The B-52's, "Bushfire" New cities by the sea, skyscrapers are winking Some hills are never seen, the universe expanding … We're gazing out to sea, blue dolphins are singing Minds swim in ecstasy, clear planet, ever free … Topaz Our hearts are traveling faster, faster than the speed of love Straight through a tear in the clouds, up to the heavens above     -- The B-52's, "Topaz" You burned a hole in my mind When I saw your cute behind Wearin' those hot pants Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants Sizzlin' hot hot pants Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants     -- The B-52's, "Hot Pants Explosion" Endless distance, wildlife and stars, blanket the night You lying beside me, darling, eyes wide open … While the wide arc of the globe is turning We feel it moving through the dark Hear the hills scrape the sky And our eyes fill with the falling sparks … Then we know that we're alive If we weren't sure before I reach for you by my side and soar … Revolution Earth, on gliding fireworks Revolution Earth, rolling under us The world is turning on gliding fireworks You beside me, revolution Earth     -- The B-52's, "Revolution Earth" Meet me tonight in dreamland Meet me tonight in dreamland Where the things I want will come true For in dreamland they always do So meet me tonight in dreamland     -- The B-52's, "Dreamland" The wind is a perfume of blossoms that hide From the people who'd trample a dream such as ours Blossoms that fall from trees so tall That falling is floating in heaven for hours Trees that are towers that rise above The bower of dreams where I lie with my love Dreams that fly from our hearts to each other Shared thoughts of our love under the covers     -- The B-52's, "Dreamland" Are you cryin' in your sleep tonight? When you're lyin' with him do you turn out the light? Are you hidin' in your dreams tonight? In your world, I will be the ghost in your heart      -- Bad English "Ghost in Your Heart" I thought I was a snake, I started crawling on the ground I thought I was a dog, I started barking like a hound I thought I was coyote, howling at the moon Stumbling and a fumbling like a flip mighty goon …  He done voodoo-doodoo-ed me He done voodoo-doodoo-ed me Just about as mixed up as a girl could be He done a voodoo voodoo voodoo-ed me     -- Lavern Baker, "Voodoo Voodoo" Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall     -- Joan Baez, "Diamonds and Rust" You can leave me in the air age if you like But I'd really love to go back to my own time ... Life in the air age isn't all the brochures say Life in the air age, it's too dangerous to stay Life in the air age, airships crashing every day into the bay Life in the air age, it's all highways in the sky Life in the air age, all the oceans have run dry Life in the air age, it's grim enough to make a robot cry -- Be Bop Deluxe, "Life in the Air Age" You wake up late for school, man you don't wanna go You ask you mom "Please?" but she still says "No!" You missed two classes and no homework But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk … You gotta fight for your right to party … You pop caught you smoking, and he said, "No way!" That hypocrite smokes two packs a day Man, living at home is such a drag Now your mom threw away your best porno mag     -- The Beastie Boys, "Fight For Your Right (To Party)" Out in the mangroves, the mynah birds cry In the shadows of sulfur, the trawlers drift by They're chewing dried meet in a house of disrepute The dust of the opiates, and syphilis patients on brochure vacations Fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights The puritans stare, their souls are fluorescent The skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure Matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor Their hand-grenade eyes invalid and blind     -- Beck, "Lazy Flies" She arrives like a limo, smooth and moving On the prowl through the crowd, to the beat of the city She glows in the dark, wherever she parks Concrete crumbles and the night rumbles Big electric cat … She dances through the street, like the flame of a fire Everybody's hypnotized, everybody perspires Even little children cry, grown men shout The dogs bark, the lights go out Big electric cat -- Adrian Belew, "Big Electric Cat" Generals gathered in their masses, just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction, sorcerers of death's construction In the fields the bodies burning, as the war machine keeps turning Death and hatred to mankind, poisoning their brainwashed minds     -- Black Sabbath, "War Pigs" Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind People think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify     -- Black Sabbath, "Paranoid" Robot minds of robot slaves lead them to atomic rage Plastic flowers, melting sun, fading moon falls upon Dying world of radiation, victims of mad frustration Burning globe of oxygen fire, like electric funeral pyre     -- Black Sabbath, "Electric Funeral" The world was wide, too late to try, the tour was over I'd survived I couldn't wait 'till I got home to pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone, another six months I'll be unknown Give all my things to all my friends, you'll never set foot in my room again You'll close it off, board it up, remember the time I spilled the cup Of apple juice in the hall, please tell Mom this is not her fault…     -- Blink 182, "Adam's Song" Late night, come home Work sucks, I know She left me roses by the stairs Surprises let me know she cares     -- Blink 182, "All the Small Things" I took her out, it was a Friday night I wore cologne to get the feeling right We started making out and she took off my pants But then I turned on the TV And that's about the time she walked away from me … Nobody likes you when you're 23 And are still more amused by TV shows What the hell is ADD? My friends say I should act my age What's my age again?     -- Blink 182 "What's My Age Again?" All I can say is that my life is pretty plain, I like watching the puddles gather rain And all I can do is just pour some tea for two, and speak my point of view But it's not sane, it's not sane ... I just want someone to say to me, I'll always be there when you wake You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, so stay with me and I'll have it made ... And I don't understand why I sleep all day, and I start to complain that there's no rain And all I can do is read a book to stay awake, it rips my life away but it's a great escape     -- Blind Melon, "No Rain" You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel     -- The Bloodhound Gang, "The Bad Touch" I finally made it, this town looks rearranged, I don't know these people anymore But in the best ways not much else has changed, from the way it was before At least they still have that certain table, where I once carved a particular name I run my fingers through the weathered carving, and I almost can feel the same      -- Blues Traveler "Canadian Rose" Momma had a baby, she's as cute as she can be Everybody loves her, but they forgot about me I was number one before this kid in diapers came along Now when I walk in that door, I hear the same old song "Don't wake the baby, no matter what you do If you wake the baby, there's gonna be trouble for you"     -- Steve Blunt, "Don't Wake the baby" This morning, I shot six holes in my freezer, I think I've got cabin fever! Somebody sound the alarm! I'd like to go where the pace's a lot slower, could you beam me somewhere Mr. Scot? Any old place here on Earth or in space, you pick the Century and I'll pick the spot!      -- Jimmy Buffett "Boat Drinks" She was down in Puerto Rico, doin' a scientist, true, he was no geek though - She was taken with his kiss, it was under the giant telescope Where she heard the calling voice It came screaming through the light years, she never had a choice.      -- Jimmy Buffett, "Desdemona's Building a Rocket Ship" A man of empty pockets from jingling his change The idleness and grieving are all that he retains By the harbor lights of Sydney or the Bora Bora moon He recites his sad confessions to the seagulls and the loons      -- Jimmy Buffett "Remittance Man" An unexpected passenger boarded in Marseilles An angel full of tenderness, she gave her heart away She was but a gypsy, he was just a stray They almost made a miracle, but it slowly slipped away … So he follows the equator, with a wish to run aground It's a very vicious circle, going round and round and round Now he watches from the fantail, as the mainland disappears Just like the Flying Dutchman, he's a prisoner of his fears      -- Jimmy Buffett "Remittance Man" I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two, lying awake intent at tuning in on you If I was young it didn't stop you coming through (oh-a oh) ... They took the credit for your second symphony, rewritten by machine and new technology And now I understand the problems you can see (oh-a oh) ... I met your children (oh-a oh) What did you tell them? Video killed the radio star, video killed the radio star Pictures came and broke your heart (oh-a-a-a oh)     -- The Buggles, "Video Killed the Radio Star" I took no dives in the fight scene, I had a stuntman keep my suit clean There's no technology could make up the song, they stop the orchestra and you get it wrong ... Elstree, remember me, I had a part in a B movie, I played a man from history Elstree, I look at me, Now I work for the BBC, life is not what it used to be...     -- The Buggles, "Elstree" Nights are cold on this airfield I sit alone and watch the radar Locked on a wavelength, caught in a beam Falling slowly, into the screen     -- The Buggles, "We Can Fly from Here" Marky got with Sharon, sharon got Cherice She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of the seas Mikey had a facial scar, Bobby was a racist They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain     -- The Butthole Surfers, "Pepper" I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips and Smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary Like softly spoken lies You never know just how you look Through other people's eyes     -- The Butthole Surfers, "Pepper" Another Mikey caught a knife while arguing in traffic Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus Then there was the ever present football-player/rapist They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas Holly caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg Well, it should have been a better shot and hit him in the head They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain     -- The Butthole Surfers, "Pepper" Hey ladies, have you ever had a man, go away for business, come back with a tan Comes home late at night from work, you cooked him dinner now you feel like a jerk Saying he didn't have time to eat, and he's not even hungry, he wants to retreat To the bedroom he said his head hurts, you're only making love in radical spurts Mysterious calls and the phone goes click, you say to yourself "I'm gonna hit him with a brick" Ain't no way he could be cheating on me, I wonder who bought him those BVDs --C&C Music Factory, "Things That Make You Go Hmmm..." Now, I just want to play on my pan pipes, I just want to drink me some wine As soon as you're born you start dying, so you might as well have a good time Sheep go the Heaven, Goats go to hell, sheep go to heaven, goats, go to hell -- Cake, "Sheep go to Heaven" I feel the fear take hold, reside in darkness thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse this gift, and hope you'll never know … Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two-by-fours, punching holes in dry wall … Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Chalking up my dead friends and loved ones long gone -- Jerry Cantrell, "Psychotic Break" Alabama trailer park they call home, boy standing at attention in the corner his own Terrified, scorpion crawling the wall, by the way father could you please beat me some more? … Anger rising up inside him yet again, tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and you want to hold my hand -- Jerry Cantrell, "Anger Rising" This is the Good Ship Lifestyle, all my friends jumped ship I elect me the captain, this is the loneliest voyage I've ever been on Up in the crow's next - over there I see land First mate? There is no first mate... this is the Good Ship Lifestyle     -- Chumbawamba, "The Good Ship Lifestyle" Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real; I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show. you leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away -- Judy Collins / Joni Mitchell, "Both Sides Now" I remember there was nothing I could ever do Nothing could impress you, even if I tried Tell somebody who cares, fill the room with empty stares Go to bed and say my prayers, keep them satisfied     -- The Cranberries, "Loud and Clear" A court is in session, a verdict is in No appeal on the docket today, just my own sin The walls are cold and pale, the cage made of steel Screams fill the room, alone I drop and kneel Silence now the sound, my breath the only motion around Demons cluttering around my face showing no emotion     -- Creed, "My Own Prison" I hear a thunder in the distance, see a vision of the cross I feel the pain that was given, on that sad day of loss A lion roars in the darkness, only He holds the key A light to free me from my burden, and grant me life eternally     -- Creed, "My Own Prison" Affirmative may be justified, take from one give to another The goal is to be unified, take my hand be my brother The payments silenced the masses, sanctified by oppression Unity took a back seat, sliding further into regression     -- Creed, "One" Hands on a window pane, watching some children laugh and play They're running in circles, with candy canes and French braids Inspired to question, what makes grown ups anyway? Let's search for the moment, when youth betrayed itself to age So let the children play inside your heart always And death you will defy, 'cause your youth will never die     -- Creed, "Never Die" When I'm all alone, and no one else is there Waiting by the phone, to remind me I'm still here When shadows paint the scenes, where spotlights used to fall And I'm left wondering, is it really worth it all? ... There's a peace inside of us, let it be your friend It will help you carry on, in the end There's a peace inside us all     -- Creed, "Inside Us All" You never thought you'd get addicted, just be cooler in an obvious way I could say shouldn't you have got a couple piercings and decided maybe that you were gay? In a way I can't help but feel responsible, I always knew that you were insane with your pain But I never thought you'd be a junkie because heroin is so passe     -- The Dandy Warhols, "Not If You Were The Last Junkie On Earth" The devil went down to Georgia, he was lookin' for a soul to steal He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind and he was willin' to make a deal When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot … And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too And if you care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you Now, you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cause I think I'm better than you" … The boy said, "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm the best that's ever been" -- The Charlie Daniels Band, "The Devil Went Down To Georgia" We're sorry, you'll just have to leave Unemployment runs out after just six weeks How does it feel to be a budget cut? You're snipped, you no longer exist Your number's been purged from our central computer So we can rig the facts, and sweep you under the rug See our chart? Unemployment's going down If that ruins your life that's your problem -- The Dead Kennedys, "Soup is Good Food" A cabbage patch terrorist to call our own Who rewrites history with a machine gun Don't think about it - kill it! That's what we teach your child Rambozo, Rambozo, Rambozo, the Clown! ... To draft age kids, it sure looks like fun... "Kill 'em all, and let God sort 'em out" ... Like video games - no mess, Just fuel for a mass lapse of common sense You can be Don Quixote We'll dice you with our windmill blades ... Brawn over brain, means a happy ending G.I. Joe in the cereal bowl, gray shrapnel-flavored chewing gum Mass murder ain't just painless, now we've made it cute Rambozo, Rambozo, Rambozo, the Clown!     -- The Dead Kennedys, "Rambozo the Clown" You're a star-belly sneech you suck like a leech, you want everyone to act like you Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich, but your boss gets richer off you Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back, for a bowl of rice a day Slave for soldiers 'til you starve, then you head is skewered on a stake ... Now you can go where people are one, now you can go where they get things done What you need, my son, what you need, my son Is a holiday in Cambodia, where people dress in black A holiday in Cambodia, where you'll kiss ass or crack     -- The Dead Kennedys, "Holiday in Cambodia" Is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough For you to make me a star? Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul Pull my strings and I'll go far     -- The Dead Kennedys, "Pull my Strings" It's a beach party Vietnam, surfin' with the Viet-Cohg Cookin' hot dogs with napalm, it's a beach party Vietnam     -- The Dead Milkmen, "Beach Party Vietnam" I will trim your fir trees and I will light your fire And I will wrestle alligators in your swampland of desire And I will come upon you like lightning from above And I plant my feet into your quagmire of love     -- The Dead Milkmen, "Swampland of Desire" Know what pisses me off, huh? You know what really gets me mad in this life? It's the goddamn periodic table of elements. They've got 109 or so naturally occurring elements. Then they've got 10 or 11 of these Non-naturally occurring man-made elements. They give them names like Einsteinium, Californium and Nobelium And what I want to know is If they're man-made, just how the hell can they be elements, huh?!     -- The Dead Milkmen, "The Fez" You fill up my senses, like a night in a forest Like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean You fill up my senses, come fill me again … Come let me love you, let me give my life to you Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms Let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you Come let me love you, come love me again     -- John Denver, "Annie's Song" Nashville nights are lonely signs that point to broken hearts Broken lives and families that love has split apart Children who miss Daddy, Mommy's on the run The pleasure that is painful and hidden from the sun … Nashville hearts are lonely words that speak of love gone wrong Sad and soulful stories and beautiful love songs For each and ev'ry melody of happiness denied You know that there's another one that shows the other side     -- John Denver, "Country Love" I am the eagle, I live in high country In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers But time is still turning they soon will be dry And all those who see me and all who believe in me Share in the freedom I feel when I fly … Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars And reach for the heavens and hope for the future And all that we can be, not what we are     -- John Denver, "The Eagle and the Hawk" It's five o-clock this morning and the sun is on the rise There's frosting on the windows pane, and sorrow in your eyes The stars are fading quietly, the night is nearly gone And so you turn away from me and tears begin to come And it's goodbye again, I'm sorry to be leaving you, Good-bye again, cause if you didn't know, it's goodbye again And I wish you could tell me, why do we always fight when I have to go?     -- John Denver, "Good-Bye Again" All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn The taxi's waiting, he's blowing his horn, Already I'm so lonesome I could cry. … So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, Hold me like you'll never let me go. I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.     -- John Denver, "Leaving on a Jet Plane" Days they pass so quickly now, the nights are seldom long Time around me whispers when it's cold. The changes somehow frightens me, still I have to smile It turns me on to think of growing old. It's though my life's been good to me there's still so much to do So many things my mind has never known I'd like to raise a family I'd like to sail away Dance across the mountains on the moon.     -- John Denver, "Poems, Prayers and Promises" I have to say it now it's been good life all in all, It's really fine to have a chance to hang around. And lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire While all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around And talk of poems and prayers and promises And things that we believe in, how sweet it is to love someone How right it is to care, how long it's been since yesterday What about tomorrow and what about our dreams And all the memories we share     -- John Denver, "Poems, Prayers and Promises" So you speak to me in sadness and the coming of the winter The fear that is within you now that seems to never end And the dreams that have escaped you and the hope that you've forgotten And you tell me that you need me now and you want to be my friend And you wonder where we're going, where's the rhyme and where's the reason And it's you cannot accept it is here we must begin To seek the wisdom of the children And the graceful way of flowers in the wind … For the children and the flowers for my sisters and my brothers Their laughter and their loveliness would clear a cloudy day Like the music of the mountains and the colors of the rainbow They're a promise of the future and the blessing for today -- John Denver, "Rhymes And Reasons" He was born in the summer of his 27th year Coming home to a place he's never been before He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again You might say he found the key to every door … When he first came to the mountains his life was far away On the road and hanging by a song Well the string is already broken and he doesn't really care It changes fast and it don't last too long … But The Colorado Rocky Mountain High I've seen it raining fire in the sky Shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullaby Rocky Mountain High Rocky Mountain High     -- John Denver, "Rocky Mountain High" Well he climbed cathedral mountains He saw silver clouds below He saw everything as far as you can see They say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun He lost a friend but keep the memory … Now he walks in quiet solitude thru the forests and the streams Seeking grace in every step he takes. His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand The serenity of clear blue mountain lake     -- John Denver, "Rocky Mountain High" So I don't know how to tell you, it's difficult to say I never in my wildest dreams imagined it this way But sometimes I just don't know you, there's a stranger in our home When I'm lying right beside you, is when I'm most alone … And I think my heart is broken, there's an emptiness inside So many things I've longed for have so often been denied Still I wouldn't try to change you, there's no one that's to blame It's just some things that mean so much, and we just don't feel the same     -- John Denver, "Seasons of the Heart" The grabbing hands grab all they can, all for themselves - after all The grabbing hands grab all they can, all for themselves - after all It's a competitive world, everything counts in large amounts     -- Depeche Mode, 'Everything Counts" Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her, slashed her wrists, bored with life Didn't succeed, thank the Lord, for small mercies Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again, sixteen candles burn in her mind She takes the blame, it's always the same, she goes down on her knees and prays … I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor And when I die I expect to find Him laughing -- Depeche Mode, "Blasphemous Rumors" Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything, found new life in Jesus Christ Hit by a car, ended up on a life support machine Summer's day, as she passed away, birds were singing in the summer sky Then came the rain, and once again a tear fell from her mother's eye … I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor And when I die I expect to find Him laughing -- Depeche Mode, "Blasphemous Rumors" So young so strong, ignorance is bliss Thin skin caught up again, in a place like this Big people set the trap for you, using you-know-what for brains You're just another lab experiment, and you're easy to replace Too much too soon, sensors overload Brought down, chased out of town, another dangerous road Simply a problem of biology, it's a choice you never make The scene is set and you're subjected to, a lethal dose of growing pains -- Devo, "Growing Pains" He picked up the phone and took the call, a long-distance voice just started to bawl I don't care if you're feeling small, love without anger isn't love at all ... Why can't you have your cake and eat it too? Why believe in things that make it tough on you? Why scream and cry when you know it's true? Why fall in love when there's better things to do? ... Barbie and Ken in a great big fight, seems Ken forgot to make it home one night You know what you're seeing simply can't be right, looks like love's bark is worse than its bite ... He was young and in love, so he just couldn't see Which compelled him to ask, are you kidding me? You must be kidding me! Love without teardrops isn't the same, he asked to be counted out of her game She thought it him who was so insane, love is what it does by any other name     -- Devo, "Love Without Anger" She sings from somewhere you can't see, she sits in the top of the greenest tree She sends out an aroma of undefined love, it drips on down in a mist from above She's just the girl, she's just the girl, the girl you want She's just the girl, she's just the girl, the girl you want ... You hear her calling everywhere you turn, you know you're headed for the pleasure burns But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue, she's the real thing but you knew it all along She's just the girl, she's just the girl, the girl you want She's just the girl, she's just the girl, the girl you want ... Look at you with your mouth watering, look at you with your mind reeling Why don't we just admit it's all over, she's just the girl you want     -- Devo, "The Girl You Want" Crack that whip, give the past a slip, Step on a crack, break your momma's back When a problem comes along, you must whip it Before the cream sits out too long, you must whip it When something's going wrong, you must whip it ... Now whip it, into shape, shape it up get straight Go forward, move ahead, try not to detect it It's not to late to whip it, whip it good     -- Devo, "Whip It" My baby took our love and then she rolled it up, rolled it up a hill like a ball of snow Like a snowball grows until it gets too big, until she lost control and it rolled back down She took a tiny bit and rolled it up again, slower than before, she went a step too far She had to let it go, I saw it go straight down, my baby turned around and started up again ... Eyes were made for looking, hands were made for holding Hearts were made foe loving, lips were made for kissing Legs were made for walking, tracks were made to follow, that's what I'm going to do ... Two tracks in the snow, two tracks up that hill My heart broke when my baby left two tracks behind...     -- Devo, "Snowball" Victim of collision on the open sea, nobody ever said that life was free Sink, swim, go down with the ship, but use your freedom of choice I'll say it again in the land of the free, use your freedom of choice ... In ancient Rome there was a poem, about a dog who found to bones He picked at one, he licked the other, he went in circles 'till he dropped dead Freedom of choice is what you got, freedom of choice ... Then if you got it, you don't want it, seems to be the rule of thumb Don't be tricked by what you see, you got two ways to go I'll say it again in the land of the free, use your freedom of choice -- Devo, "Freedom of Choice" With a mind that's satisfied, with a mind that's satisfied That big ice cream cone in the sky floats right on by The satisfied mind never needs more, it never forgets whatever it's for Beyond control of hot and cold, with a mind that's satisfied Each one goes together alone, with a mind that's satisfied ... In the middle of a heat wave, an ice-cold drink is a major find In the long dead-end of winter, frozen lovers dream of fire With a mind that's satisfied, with a mind that's satisfied Lucky ones learn that love is blind, they don't deny The satisfied mind never needs more, never regrets and never keeps score ... In the middle of a heat wave, an ice-cold drink is a major find Simple facts you can depend on, bits and pieces of desire With a mind that's satisfied, that big ice cream cone floats on by With a mind that's satisfied, lucky ones learn that love is blind With a mind that's satisfied, the satisfied mind is satisfied     -- Devo, "The Satisfied Mind" Just because I can't sleep at night, just because I hear your voice Just because I see your face, just because I want you ... You, you're the one, turn me inside out You, you're the one, make me scream and shout You, you're the one, de-railroaded me You, you're the one, don't rescue me     -- Devo, "Don't Rescue Me" Everybody, all of us got a shadow Who knows what lurks in the hearts of man? the shadow knows We become what we do, not what we pretend Between the intention and the expression Between the emotion and the response, falls the shadow -- Devo, "The Shadow" Hell is where you put me, and hell is where you're going to Until the next life, I say this twisted prayer for you "May the torment you put out, come back around twice multiplied" Even though you let me go, I've got to let you know, I'd cry if you died ... The past is where you see me, the past is what will bring you down Destiny, a moon eclipsed, in the shadows all is darkness now May the evil in your heart, be your one and only friend for life You pretend I don't exist, I've got to let you know, I'd cry if you died -- Devo, "I'd Cry if You Died" Hell is where you put me, and hell is where we'll meet again I will be waiting, to repeat a scene that never ends Molten pools of mockery, reflect a million sleepless nights Even though you acted low, I've got to let you know, I'd cry if you died -- Devo, "I'd Cry if You Died" On the boats and on the planes, they're coming to America Never looking back again, they're coming to America … Home, don't it seem so far away, oh, we're traveling light today In the eye of the storm, in the eye of the storm Home, to a new and a shiny place, make our bed, and we'll say our grace Freedom's light burning warm, freedom's light burning warm … Everywhere around the world, they're coming to America Every time that flag's unfurled, they're coming to America Got a dream to take them there, they're coming to America Got a dream they've come to share, they're coming to America     -- Neil Diamond, "America" My Piyo, there were some blue and sorrow times Just my thoughts about you bring back my piece of mind Round ducky thing, you're a miracle work for me You set my soul free like a ship sailing on the sea He is the sunlight when skies are gray He treats me so right, Piyo take me away … My Piyo, Piyo I love you My Piyo, Piyo I love you     -- Lonnie "Beerhorse" DiNello, "My Piyo"         (a parody of "My Maria" by Brooks and Dunn) Look for the bare necessities, the simple bare necessities Forget about your worries and your strife I mean the bare necessities, Old Mother Nature's recipes That bring the bare necessities to life     -- Walt Disney's The Jungle Book soundtrack, "The Bare Necessities" But dehumanizing the victim makes things simpler, it's like breathing through a respirator It eases the conscience of even the most conscious and calculating violator Words can reduce a person to an object, something more easy to hate An inanimate entity, completely disposable, no problem to obliterate ... But death is the silence in this language of violence, death is the silence But death is the silence in this cycle of violence, death is the silence     -- The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy, "Language of Violence" Water pistol man, full of ammunition, squirtin' out fires on a world-wide mission But did you ever think to stop and squirt the flowers in your own back yard? -- The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy, "Water Pistol Man" TV is the place where the pursuit of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects Where imagination is sucked out of children by a cathode ray nipple TV is the only wet nurse that would create a cripple ... Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation -- The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy, "Television, the Drug of the Nation" It's poetry in motion, she turned her tender eyes to me As deep as any ocean, as sweet as any harmony Mmmm -- but she blinded me with science "She blinded me with science!" And failed me in biology     -- Thomas Dolby, "She Blinded Me With Science" Under a Cajun moon I lay me open, there's a spirit here that won't be broken Some words are sad to sing, some leave me tongue-tied (But the hardest thing to tell you) But the hardest words I know Are I love you good-bye. I love goodbye     -- Thomas Dolby, "I Love You Goodbye" She came to breakfast, and stayed a week But the lie detectors broke down each time she tried to speak Broke down when she said: "You came close, close but no cigar, you didn't miss by far You know you came this close, close but no cigar No matter where you are, you know you came this close, close but no cigar"     -- Thomas Dolby, "Close but no Cigar" Well, the clock says it's time to close now, I guess I'd better go now I'd really like to stay here all night, the cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes Street lights share their hollow glow, your brain seems bruised with numb surprise Still one place to go, still one place to go … Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen, warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby, stumblin' in the neon groves     -- The Doors, "Soul Kitchen" Before you slip into unconsciousness, I'd like to have another kiss Another flashing chance at bliss, another kiss, another kiss … The days are bright and filled with pain, enclose me in your gentle rain The time you ran was too insane, we'll meet again, we'll meet again … Oh tell me where your freedom lies, the streets are fields that never die Deliver me from reasons why, you'd rather cry, I'd rather fly … The crystal ship is being filled, a thousand girls, a thousand thrills A million ways to spend your time, when we get back, I'll drop a line     -- The Doors, "The Crystal Ship" Well, she's fashionably lean And she's fashionably late She'll never wreck a scene She'll never break a date But she's no drag Just watch the way she walks … She's a twentieth century fox She's a twentieth century fox No tears, no fears No ruined years, no clocks She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah     -- The Doors, "Twentieth Century Fox" The time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre … Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire, yeah     -- The Doors This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end … Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never look into your eyes... again     -- The Doors, "The End" There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway west, baby … Ride the snake, ride the snake To the lake, the ancient lake, baby The snake is long, seven miles Ride the snake, he's old and his skin is cold     -- The Doors, "The End" Wider, baby, smile and you've just made a million Fuses pumping live heat twisting out on a wire Take one last glimpse into the night I'm touching close, I'm holding bright, holding tight Give me shudders in a whisper, Take me up 'til I'm shooting a star     -- Duran Duran, "Girls on Film" Even on the night when empty promise means empty hand And soldiers coming home like shadows turning red When the lights of hope are fading quickly then look to me I'll be your homing angel, I'll be in your head Because you're lonely in your nightmare let me in And there's heat beneath your winter let me in     -- Duran Duran, "Lonely in Your Nightmare" In touch with the ground I break from the crowd, I'm on the hunt I'm after you I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found, and I'm hungry like the wolf Strut on the line it's discord and rhyme, I howl and I whine I'm after you Mouth is alive all running inside, and I'm hungry like the wolf     -- Duran Duran, "Hungry Like the Wolf" Moving on the floor now babe, you're a bird of paradise Cherry ice cream smile, I suppose it's very nice With a step to your left and a flick to the right You catch that mirror way out west You know you're something special And you look like you're the best … Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand Just like that river twisting through a dusty land And when she shines she really shows you all she can Oh Rio, Rio dance across the Rio Grande     -- Duran Duran, "Rio" Out on the tar plains the glides are moving, all looking for a new place to drive You sit beside me so newly charming, sweating dew drops glisten your side The sun dips down bedding heavy blind, the front of your dress all shadowy lined And the droning engine throbs in time with your beating heart     -- Duran Duran, "The Chauffeur" Why did you let me run, when you knew I'd fall through the gaping hole Where your heart should be? Liar - Couldn't cut me deeper with a knife if you tried Just take a look (before you run off and hide) at your victim - Arise     -- Duran Duran, "Of Crime and Passion" Promises made with a distant friend Truth should be known it can only bend, to a tune of its own Hey you'll never hear that voice again, scandal in white on a tangled vine With everybody to say that you're having the time of your life When your life is on the slide - But The shadows are on your side, as soon as the lights go down In the darkest place you can find, you belong to the hands of the night     -- Duran Duran, "Shadows on your Side" First crystal tears, fallen of snowflakes on your body First time in years to drench you skin of lover's rosy stain A chance to find the phoenix for the flame, a chance to die … But can we dance into the fire, that fatal kiss is all we need Dance into the fire, to fatal sounds of broken dreams Dance into the fire, that fatal kiss is all we need Dance into the fire, when all we see is the view to a kill     -- Duran Duran, "A View to a Kill" I knew when I first saw you on the showroom floor, you were made for me I took you home and dressed you up in polyester, princess of my dreams Emotionless and cold as ice, all of the things I like The way you look, the way you move The sound you're makin' in ultra-chrome, latex and steel … I plug you in, dim the lights, Electric Barbarella Your perfect skin, plastic kiss, Electric Barbarella Try to resist, then we touch, hallucinate and tranquilize     -- Duran Duran, "Electric Barbarella" Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue, thought I heard you talking softly I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio, still I can't escape the ghost of you What is happening to it all? Crazy some say Where is the life that I recognize? Gone away But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world somehow I have to find And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world, I will try to survive     -- Duran Duran, "Ordinary World" On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, this could be Heaven or this could be Hell     -- The Eagles, "Hotel California" Mirrors on the ceiling, pink champagne on ice And she said, "we are all just prisoners here of our own device" And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember, I was running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before Relax said the nightman, we are programmed to receive You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave     -- The Eagles, "Hotel California" Where I come from there's a place called Heaven That's the place where all the good children go The houses are of silver; the streets of gold But there's more where you come from, my sugar walls     -- Sheena Easton / Prince, "Sugar Walls" Under blue moon I saw you So soon you'll take me Up in your arms Too late to beg you Or cancel it though I know it must be the Killing time Unwillingly mine     -- Echo and the Bunnymen, "The Killing Moon" I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender heart it in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous then I'm through with you -- Eve 6, "Inside Out" One thousand faces all look the same, they're all so boring mild and tame Contaminate him knock off his glasses, teach him to tamper with the cloning process ... Pardon me sir can I ask you a favor, make me a cowboy like my next door neighbor Pardon me sir can I use your eraser, to remove my brain of unconventional nature      -- Eve 6, "Tongue Tied" Suffocate from lack of stimulation Television time gonna break with every bead of sweat My heart rate seems to climb My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a  dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else, and so do I … Small town trap with dreams of breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Small town trap with dreams of breaking out Inspire me, 'cause if you don't I think I'll dissipate to dust     -- Eve 6, "Small Town Trap" I rode a western wind with a girl over to her mother's In the backyard stars shone brighter than the others That I rarely see through the smog through the haze that covers The home that I used to live in … Well I kind of sort of knew what was going to happen When she put her number down on a restaurant napkin She said goodbye, I think the words were when you're back in Town let's have each other again I'll come around and see you again … Like Jessica Rabbit she collects bad habits, gets her drinks for free Animated vixen stole Cupid's arrow and came to rescue me In the blink of an eyelid, my lid opened up and I could see That she'd come to rescue me -- Eve 6, "Rescue" Next time out to sea Bring enough soul to bury me For I don't want my final jig In the belly of a squid Take my trousers take my shirt Just give me that sweet dirt For the water's cold and grim And I never did learn to swim     -- Flogging Molly, "Cruel Mistress" Walk away me boy and by morning we'll be free Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear And raise what's left of the flag for me Then the rosary beads count to 1 2 3 Fell apart as they hit the floor In a garb of black, we must pay respect To the color we were born to mourn     -- Flogging Molly, "What's Left of the Flag" Stacey can I come over after school We can hang around by the pool Did your mom get back from her business trip Is she there or is she trying to give me the slip You know I'm not the little boy that I used to be I'm all grown up now, baby can't you see … Stacey's mom has got it going on She's all I want and I've waited for so long Stacey can't you see your just not the girl for me I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacey's mom     -- Fountains of Wayne, "Stacey's Mom" I bet the two of you still laugh at me, for being as timid as a lamb That may be still the way I look, it's no longer what I am Been across to Northern Ireland, I came home with a new kind of charge I learned to hunt in the night, I learned about camouflage     -- Peter Gabriel, "Animal Magic" Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it … Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle It's a knockout, if looks could kill, they probably will In games without frontiers, war without tears     -- Peter Gabriel, "Games Without Frontiers" Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names … Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle It's a knockout, if looks could kill they probably will In games without frontiers, wars without tears     -- Peter Gabriel, "Games Without Frontiers" The time I like is the rush hour, 'cause I like the rush The pushing of the people, I like it all so much Such a mass of motion,  do not know where it goes I move with the movement and ... I have the touch … I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark Any chance collision and I light up in the dark There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch … Wanting contact, I'm wanting contact I'm wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands     -- Peter Gabriel, "I Have the Touch" Climbing up on Solsbury Hill, I could see the city light Wind was blowing, time stood still, eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe, came in close, I heard a voice Standing stretching every nerve, had to listen had no choice I did not believe the information, I just had to trust imagination My heart going boom boom boom … "Son," he said "grab your things, I've come to take you home"     -- Peter Gabriel, "Solsbury Hill" In this proud land we grew up strong, we were wanted all along I was taught to fight, taught to win, I never thought I could fail … No fight left or so it seems, I am a man whose dreams have all deserted I've changed my face, I've changed my name, but no one wants you when you lose     -- Peter Gabriel, "Don't Give Up" I'm listening to the conversation, judge and jury in my head It's colouring everything, all we did and said And still I head that sharp tongue talking, talking tangled words I can sense the danger, just listen to the wind … I want you close I want you near, I can't help but listen But I don't want to hear, hear that voice again     -- Peter Gabriel, "That Voice Again" Waiting your time, dreaming of a better life Waiting your time, you're more than just a wife Don't have to do what your mother has done, she has done This is your life, this new life has begun It's your day, Woman's day It's your day, Woman's day … Turning the tide, you are on the incoming wave Turning the tide, no you are nobody's slave Find the Sisters and Brothers Who can hear all the truth in what you say They can support you when you're on your way It's your day, Woman's day It's your day, Woman's day     -- Peter Gabriel, "Shaking the Tree" I didn't meet you in the jungle, swinging from a tree I sat down at the piano, you were playing with me I couldn't believe all the things you could do The apes I'd seen were in the zoo … They say we are unique, with this language that we speak But you have proved them wrong, Skinner and Chomsky How could they be so blind, with evidence this strong     -- Peter Gabriel, "Animal Nation" I'm not the one who's so far away When I feel the snake bite enter my veins Never did I wanna be here again And I don't remember why I came     -- Godsmack, "Voodoo" Dark star crashes, pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds? ... Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?     -- The Grateful Dead, "Dark Star" Look for awhile at the China Cat Sunflower Proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper-dome Bodhi drip a silver kimono Like a crazy-quilt star-gown through a dream night wind … Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana Like a one-eyed Cheshire, like a diamond-eye Jack A leaf of all colors plays, a golden string fiddle To a double-e waterfall over my back     -- The Grateful Dead, "China Cat Sunflower" Inspiration, move me brightly, light the song with sense and color Hold away despair, more than this I will not ask Faced with mysteries dark and vast, statements just seem vain at last Some rise, some fall, some climb, to get to Terrapin ... Counting stars by candlelight, all are dim but one is bright The spiral light of Venus, rising first and shining best On, from the northwest corner, of a brand new crescent moon While crickets and cicadas sing, a rare and different tune Terrapin Station ... In the shadow of the moon, Terrapin Station And I know we'll get there soon, Terrapin Station I can't figure out, Terrapin, if it's the end or beginning, Terrapin But the train's put it's brakes on, Terrapin And the whistle is screaming, Terrapin -- The Grateful Dead "Terrapin Station - Lady With a Fan" Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free, dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea, call it home for you and me A peaceful place or so it looks from space, a closer look reveals the human race Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face, but afraid, we may our home to waste ... There's a fear down here we can't forget, hasn't got a name just yet Always awake, always around, singing ashes to ashes all fall down. Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime calls And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls By and by again, the morning sun will rise But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes     -- The Grateful Dead, "Throwing Stones" Well, I was drinking last night with a biker And I showed him a picture of you I said, "Pal, get to know her, you'll like her" Seemed like the least I could do... … 'Cause when he's driving his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think me by contrast quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall Never mind how I stumble and fall     -- The Grateful Dead, "Hell in a Bucket" I got no motivation, where is my motivation? No time for motivation, smoking my inspiration     -- Green Day, "Long View" Bite my lip and close my eyes, take me away to paradise I'm so bored I'm going blind, and loneliness has to suffice Bite my lip and close my eyes, slipping away to paradise Some say "quit or I'll go blind," but it's just a myth     -- Green Day, "Long View" Seventeen and strung out on confusion Trapped inside a roll of disillusion I found out what it takes to be a man Mom and Dad will never understand ... Secrets collecting dust but never forget Skeletons coming to life in my closet I found out what it takes to be a man Mom and Dad will never understand What's happening to me ... Seventeen and coming clean for the first time I finally figured out myself for the first time I found out what it takes to be a man Mom and Dad will never understand What's happened to me     -- Green Day, "Coming Clean" I was a young boy that had big plans Now I'm just another shitty old man I don't have fun and I hate everything The world owes me so fuck you … Glory days don't me shit to me I drank a six pack of apathy Life's a bitch and so am I The world owes me so fuck you     -- Green Day, "The Grouch" I've decomposed, yet my gut's getting fat Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad Just a grouch sitting on the couch The world owes me so fuck you … The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up I don't have sex 'cause I can't get it up I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude The world owes me so fuck you     -- Green Day, "Long View" Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test, and don't ask why It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life ... So take the photographs and still frames in your mind Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time Tattoos of memories, and dead skin on trial For what it's worth, it was worth all the while I hope you had the time of your life     -- Green Day, "Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)" We live in a country, we can't eat meat, obey the cowgod We live in a country, where there is no, there's no Burger Kings, obey the cowgod We live in a country, where there is no, there's no McDonalds, obey the cowgod … Ah dopey, dopey, dopey, dopey, I'm a cow, and I'm gonna roam through your village And I'm gonna eat all of your food, but you don't care, because I'm a, I'm a...sacred cow! … Obey the cowgod!     -- Green Jëlly, "Obey the Cowgod" Well the first little piggy, well he was kinda hip He spent most of his days, just a dreamin of the city And then one day, he bought a guitar He moved to Hollywood, to become a star But living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city Built his house out of straw, what a pity And then one day, jammin on some chords Along came the wolf, knocking on his door … Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in. Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in. Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin Well I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in!     -- Green Jëlly, "Three Little Pigs" Terror in the supermarket, shoppers are in horror Shredded boxes in the aisles, corpses on the floor Those who ran, this joy is mine, now they're going to pay Super gory slaughter now the order of the day … Toucan Son of Sam!! Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids Follow your nose, it always knows The flavor of death where ever it goes     -- Green Jëlly, "Cereal Killer" I used to love her, but I had to kill her I used to love her, but I had to kill her I had to put her six feet under, and I can still hear her complain ... I used to love her, but I had to kill her I used to love her, but I had to kill her I knew I'd miss her, so I had to keep her She's buried right in my backyard     -- Guns N' Roses, "I Used to Love Her" Welcome to the jungle, we've got fun 'n' games We got everything you want, honey, we know the names We are the people that can find, whatever you may need If you got the money, honey, we got your disease     -- Guns N' Roses, "Welcome to the Jungle" Welcome to the jungle, we take it day by day If you want it you're gonna bleed, but it's the price you pay And you're a very sexy girl, that's very hard to please You can taste the bright lights, but you won't get them for free     -- Guns N' Roses, "Welcome to the Jungle" Your daddy works in porno, now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin, but now she's underground So you stay out late at night, and you do your coke for free Driving your friends crazy, with your life's insanity     -- Guns N' Roses, "My Michelle" When I look into your eyes, I can see a love restrained But darlin' when I hold you, don't you know I feel the same  'Cause nothin' lasts forever, and we both know hearts can change And it's hard to hold a candle, in the cold November rain     -- Guns N' Roses, "November Rain" And when your fears subside, and shadows still remain I know that you can love me, when there's no one left to blame So never mind the darkness, we still can find a way 'Cause nothin' lasts forever, even cold November rain     -- Guns N' Roses, "November Rain" Take the child in clamping, jaws a pulping pile of frothing flaws This horrid mass shall give us pause as putrid rot fills gaping maws Skulls are smashed and bones are bending Joints are popping, claws are rending Groveling, sniveling, driveling horde To worship scaly overlord!     -- Gwar, "Gor Gor" been around the world and found that only stupid people are breeding, the creatins cloning and feeding, and i don't even own a TV Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger We got the bubble-headed bleach-blonde who comes on at five She can tell you 'bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye It's interesting when people die Give us dirty laundry     -- Don Henley, "Dirty Laundry" Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone I'm drivin' by your house, though I know you're not at home … But I can see you, your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone     -- Don Henley, "Boys of Summer" I can see that you haven't recovered from the girl who let you down And you'd sell what is left of your soul for another go-round You keep telling yourself she means nothing and maybe you should call her bluff But you don't really believe it, you must not be drinkin' enough … Well, the perfume she wore you can buy down at the Five & Dime But on some other woman it don't smell the same in your mind You keep telling yourself you can take it, telling yourself that you're tough But you still wanna hold her, you must not be drinkin' enough You're not drinkin' enough to wash away old memories And there ain't enough whiskey in Texas to keep you from beggin' "please, please, please"     -- Don Henley, "You're Not Drinking Enough" I used to work for Harvester I used to use my hands I used to make the tractors and the combines That plowed and harvested this great land Now I see my handiwork on the block everywhere I turn And I see the clouds 'cross the weathered faces and I watch the harvest burn     -- Don Henley, "A Month of Sundays" My grandson, he comes home from college, he says, "we get the government we deserve" My son-in-law just shakes his head and says, "that little punk, he never had to serve" And I sit here in the shadow of the suburbs and look out across these empty fields I sit here in earshot of the bypass and all night I listen to the rushin' of the wheels … The big boys, they all got computers, got incorporated too Me, I just know how to raise things that was all I ever knew Now, it all comes down to numbers, now I'm glad that I have quit Folks these days just don't do nothin' simply for the love of it     -- Don Henley, "A Month of Sundays" I went into town on the Fourth of July Watched 'em parade past the Union Jack Watched 'em break out the brass and beat on the drum One step forward and two steps back And I saw a sign on Easy Street, said, "Be Prepared to Stop." Pray for the independent, little man, I don't see next year's crop And I sit here on the back porch in the twilight, and I hear the crickets hum I sit and watch the lightning in the distance but the showers never come I sit here and listen to the wind blow, I sit here and rub my hands I sit here and listen to the clock strike, and I wonder when I'll see my companion again     -- Don Henley, "A Month of Sundays" Remember when the days were long, and rolled beneath a deep blue sky Didn't have a care in the world, with mommy and daddy standin' by But "happily ever after" fails, wnd we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyers dwell on small details, since daddy had to fly     -- Don Henley, "The End of the Innocence" O' beautiful, for spacious skies, but now those skies are threatening They're beating plowshares into swords, for this tired old man that we elected king Armchair warriors often fail and we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyers clean up all details, since daddy had to lie     -- Don Henley, "The End of the Innocence" I know you broke up with him and your heart's still on the shelf It's been over two years for me and I'm still not quite myself You can't be with someone new and you can't go back to him You're beginning to realize that its sink or swim … I see you around sometimes and my heart just melts You're looking like if you had your wish you'd be somewhere else And it just breaks my heart to see you here this way Someday I'll get the nerve to walk up to you and say … This is the last worthless evening that you'll have to spend Just gimme a chance to show you how to love again This is the last worthless evening that you'll have to spend 'Cause I'll be there when your broken heart is on the mend     -- Don Henley, "The Last Worthless Evening" If you like Piña Coladas, and getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape     -- Rupert Holmes, "Escape (The Piña Colada Song)" You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch, you really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel Mr. Grinch, you're a bad banana with a greasy black peel ... You're a monster, Mr. Grinch, your heart's an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders, you've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch, I wouldn't touch you with a 39-and-a-half foot pole     -- How The Grinch Stole Christmas soundtrack, "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" I went to see the doctor of philosophy With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee He never did marry, or see a B-grade movie He graded my performance, he said he could see through me I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper and I was free     -- Indigo Girls, "Closer to Fine" And now someone's on the telephone, desperate in his pain Someone's on the bathroom floor, doing her cocaine Someone's got his finger on the button in some room No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom     -- Indigo Girls, "Prince of Darkness" You're so cute when you're frustrated dear You're so cute when you're sedated…     -- Interpol, "PDA" This bed is on fire with passion and love The neighbors complain about the noises above But she only comes when she's on top … My therapist said not to see you no more She said you're like a disease without any cure She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no     -- James, "Laid" Caught your hand inside the till Slammed your fingers in the door Bought the kitchen knives and skewers Dressed me up in women's clothes Messed around with gender roles Dye my eyes and call me pretty … Moved out of the house, so you moved next door I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home?     -- James, "Laid" One two one two three four Noinch noinch noinch Smokin' weed smokin' wiz Doin' coke drinkin' beers Drinkin' beers beers beers Rollin' fatties smokin' blunts Who smokes the blunts? we smoke the blunts Rollin' blunts and smokin' blunts     -- Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back soundtrack, "Jay's Rap" One pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall .... And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you are going to fall Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call Call Alice when she was just small ... When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving, oh Go ask Alice, I think she'll know ... When logic and proportion have fallen soggy dead And the white knight is talking backwards, and the red queen's "off with her head" Remember what the doormouse said, "feed your head, feed your head!"     -- Jefferson Airplane, "White Rabbit" Lend me your ear while I call you a fool You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood And later insisted your feelings were true The witch's promise was coming, Believing he listened while laughing you flew     -- Jethro Tull, "Witches Promise" Smile your little smile, take some tea with me awhile Brush away that black cloud from your shoulder Twitch your whiskers,  feel that you're really real Another tea-time, another day older ... Puff warm breath on your tiny hands, you wish you were a man Who every day can turn another page Behind your glass you sit and look, at my ever-open book One brown mouse sitting in a cage     -- Jethro Tull, "One Brown Mouse" The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie With the Shire on his feathers floating Hauling soft timber into the dusk To bed on a warm straw coating ... Heavy Horses, move the land under me Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free Now you're down to the few, and there's no work to do The tractor's on its way     -- Jethro Tull, "Heavy Horses" Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed, to keep the old line going And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood, behind the young trees growing To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth, and your eighteen hands at the shoulder And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry, and the nights are seen to draw colder They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power, your noble grace and your bearing And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls, in the wake of the deep plough, sharing     -- Jethro Tull, "Heavy Horses" When we're working nights, the village round the old church becomes scary town. All curtained windows and bolted doors but never a eye to see As us fairy folks sweep from the hill, never caught us and never will Pulling roses and daffodils , mayhem in the high degree … The blacksmith chased us all to ground, they searched all night we were never found. The tinker boys and the sheriff's men shaking the tallest tree. And we sat and watched the women hide, laughed so much we split our sides Scattered horses that they would ride, mayhem in the high degree     -- Jethro Tull, "Mayhem, Maybe" Now as the last broad oak leaf falls, we beg consider this There's some who have no coin to save for turkey, wine or gifts No children's laughter round the fire, no family left to know So lend a warm and a helping hand, say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow ... As holly pricks and ivy clings, your fate is none too clear The Lord may find you wanting, let your good fortune disappear All homely comforts blown away and all that's left to show Is to share your joy at Christmas time with Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow     -- Jethro Tull, "Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow" Walking through forests of palm tree apartments, Scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents Down by the waterhole, drunk every Friday Eating their nuts, saving their raisins for Sunday Lions and tigers who wait in the shadows They're fast but they're lazy, and sleep in green meadows     -- Jethro Tull, "Bungle in the Jungle" Just say a word and the boys will be right there With claws at your back to send a chill through the night air Is it so frightening to have me at your shoulder? Thunder and lightning couldn't be bolder I'll write on your tombstone, "I thank you for dinner" This game that we animals play is a winner     -- Jethro Tull, "Bungle in the Jungle" So, come on ye childhood heroes Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books your super crooks and show us all the way Well, make your will and testament Won't you join your local government We'll have Superman for president Let Robin save the day.     -- Jethro Tull, "Thick as a Brick" So come all ye young men who are building castles Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus Mark the precise nature of your fear Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed With the blood of the fools and, the thoughts of the wise, and from the pan under your bed Let me make you a present of song as, the wise man breaks wind and is gone While the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose, and the nursery rhyme winds along     -- Jethro Tull, "Thick as a Brick" It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffles in There's a man sitting next to me, making love to his tonic and gin He says "son can you play me a memory, I'm not really sure how it goes But it's sad and it's sweet, and I knew it complete, when I wore a younger man's clothes"     -- Billy Joel, "Piano Man" Well we all have a face, that we hide away forever And we take them out and show ourselves when everyone is gone Some are satin, some are steel, some are silk and some are leather They're the faces of the stranger, but we love to try them on ... Well we all fall in love, but we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets, there are some we never tell Why are you so surprised that you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see the stranger in yourself?     -- Billy Joel, "The Stranger" You may be right, I may be crazy, But it just may be a lunatic you're looking for Turn out the light, don't try and save me You may be wrong, but for all I know, you may be right     -- Billy Joel, "You May Be Right" She will promise you more than the Garden of Eden Then she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be Blame it all on yourself, 'cause she's always a woman to me     -- Billy Joel, "Always a Woman" Well we're waiting her in Allentown, for the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave, if we worked hard, if we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall, but they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real, iron and coke, and chromium steel And we're waiting her in Allentown, but they've taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away...     -- Billy Joel, "Allentown" You have to learn to pace yourself - Pressure You're just like everybody else - Pressure You've only had to run so far, so good But you will come to a place, where all you feel are loaded guns in your face And you'll have to deal with pressure ... You used to call me paranoid - Pressure But even you cannot avoid - Pressure You turned the tap dance into your crusade Now here you are, with your faith, and your Peter Pan advice You have no scars on your face, and you cannot handle pressure     -- Billy Joel, "Pressure" We went in spastic, like tameless horses We left in plastic, as numbered corpses And it was so dark, so dark at night And we held onto each other, like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write...     -- Billy Joel, "Goodnight Saigon" Remember how I found you there, alone in your electric chair I told you dirty jokes until you smiled You were lonely for a man, I said take me as I am 'Cause you may enjoy some madness for awhile     -- Bill Joel, "You May Be Right" I didn't want to do it but I got too lonely, I had to call you up in the middle of the night I know it's awful hard trying to make love long distance But I really needed stimulation, though it was only my imagination … It's just a fantasy, it's not the real thing It's just a fantasy, it's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy is all you need     -- Billy Joel, "Sometimes a Fantasy" We laid on the beach, watching the tide She didn't tell me there were rocks, under the waves Right off the shore, washed up on the sand, barely alive Wishing the undertow would stop How much can a man take anymore     -- Billy Joel, "All for Leyna" If you said good-bye to me tonight, there would still be music left to write What else could I do? I'm so inspired by you That hasn't happened for the longest time ... Once I thought that innocence was gone, now I know that happiness goes on That's where you found me, when you put your arms around me I haven't been there for the longest time     -- Billy Joel, "The Longest Time" We didn't start the fire, it was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire, no we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it     -- Billy Joel, "We Didn't Start the Fire" Breathe it in and breathe it out, and pass it on, it's almost out We're so creative, so much more, we're high above but on the floor ... The deeper you stick it in your vein, the deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain I'm in heaven, I'm a god, I'm everywhere, I feel so hot ... It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive, if you don't have it you're on the other side I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)     -- K's Choice, "Not an Addict" Confusion will be my epitaph as I cross a cracked and broken path, If we make it we can all sit back and relax, but I fear tomorrow, I'll be crying -- King Crimson, "Epitaph" Justice is the one thing you should always find You got to saddle up your boys, you got to draw a hard line When the gun smoke settles we'll sing a victory tune We'll all meet back at the local saloon We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces Singing "whiskey for my men, beer for my horses" -- Toby Keith,  "Beer for my Horses" Celebration in the wind Open the doors, let the show begin Come like lightning, come like rain Come on the double with your ball and chain Come with your trouble, your sweat and strain Check 'em all at the door with your grief and pain … Celebration, like days of old When everything was solid gold Silver, diamonds, pearls and wine Blood and roses, both yours and mine Sunlight shining on a midnight line That opens and closes like a holy shrine     -- Phil Lesh, "Celebration" Let a fresh wind tear through your soul Swallow your sorrow and deliver you whole Give you reason to believe again But finish that prayer before you say Amen … You say there's nothing left to celebrate Just stolen elections, corruption and hate Come come on let the good times roll It means more now than you'll ever know Begin again, don't you ever give up Tryin' to fit the ocean in a six ounce cup Begin again as though the world will hear Speak your truth both loud and clear     -- Phil Lesh, "Celebration" Full moon rising over Alcatraz Hangin' there like a big topaz Ruling this night of a thousand stars With a back seat full of broken guitars Raised in chains by Jehosaphat's daughter Served twenty years for walkin' on the water Just out fishin' for love in the rain From an easy chair in the passing lane If I had forgotten, I'd remember well The fruit and the tree from which it fell Many long years rollin' homeward bound Goin' hell-for-leather on this merry go round     -- Phil Lesh, "Night of a Thousand Stars" Down in the laundry with my head in my hands Doin' whatsoever the Lord commands Poppin' the hood off a Ford V8 Disguised with an out of state license plate Payin' my taxes in whiskey and blood Mixed in a barrel floating on the flood Doing my penance for a life of crime Singing B Minor Masses in double time The tiger and the lion hanging on the wall Between the head of a saint and a bocce ball I've been rebuked and I've been scorned But I can't ever say that I haven't been warned     -- Phil Lesh, "Night of a Thousand Stars" The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound When the wave broke over the whaling And every man knew, as the Captain did too T'was the witch of November come stealing ... The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait When the gales of November came slashing When afternoon came it was freezing rain In the face of a hurricane West Wind ... When supper time came the old cook came on deck Saying fellows it's too rough to feed ya At 7 PM the main hatchway gave in He said fellas it's been good to know ya     -- Gordon Lightfoot, "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" The Captain wired in that he had water coming in And the good ship and crew was in peril And later that night when his lights went out of sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald ... Does anyone know where the love of God goes When the words turn the minutes to hours The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay If they'd had fifteen more miles behind her     -- Gordon Lightfoot, "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" The weavers live up the street from me The crack-heads, they live down the street from me The tall grass makes it hard to see beyond my property Hey man, this is criminal, this hard line symmetry of people and pets … We don't bother anyone We keep to ourselves The mailman visits each of us in turn     -- Live, "Shit Towne" Lightning crashes, a new mother cries, her placenta falls to the floor The angel opens her eyes, the confusion sets in Before the doctor can even close the door … Lightning crashes, an old mother dies, her intentions fall to the floor The angel closes her eyes, the confusion that was hers Belongs now, to the baby down the hall … Oh now feel it coming back again, like a rolling thunder chasing the wind Forces pulling from the center of the earth again, I can feel it … Lightning crashes, a new mother cries, this moment she's been waiting for The angel opens her eyes, pale blue colored iris Presents the circle and puts the glory out to hide, hide     -- Live, "Lightning Crashes" Come on baby leave some change behind, she was a bitch, but I don't care She brought our food out on time and wore a funky barrette in her hair … Come on baby leave some change behind, she was a bitch but good enough To leave some change, everybody's good enough for some change … The girl's got family, she needs cash to buy aspirin for her pain Everybody's good enough for some change     -- Live, "Waitress" I talk of freedom, you talk of the flag I talk of revolution, you'd much rather brag And as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse Continue to dampen the day … The coin flips again and again, and again, and again As our sanity walks away All this discussion though politically correct Is dead beyond destruction, though it leaves me quite erect     -- Live, "White, Discussion" The glamour boys swear they are a diva The glamour boys have it all under control Always dancing and always laughing The glamour boys are always playing the role ... The glamour boys never have no money The glamour boys wear the most expensive clothes The glamour boys are always at the party Where the money comes from heaven only knows     -- Living Color, "Glamour Boys" You have so many opportunities I never had Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy And this talent that you take for granted, it's a gift from God Don't pass it up, nothing is ever easy Are you ready to work real hard? Are you tired it's just the start Listen to me son, I'll take you far … You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same I never got to be your Fred Astaire You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care But circumstance gets in the way -- Lucky Boys Confusion, "Fred Astaire" Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono, a morning mare rides in the starless shutters of my eyes The spirit of a misplaced childhood is rising to speak his mind, To this orphan of heartbreak, disillusioned and scorned, A refugee, refuge -- Marillion, "Pseudo Silk Kimono" For they could not love you, but still, your love was true And when no hope was left inside, on that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do - but I could've told you, Vincent This world was never meant, for one as beautiful as you. ... Starry, Starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget, like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes, the silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow ... Now I think I know, what you tried to say, to me And how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them free They would not listen; they're not listening still - perhaps they never will     -- Don McLean, "Vincent" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store, where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play ... And in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most, The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast, the day the music died ... And they were singing, so bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die     -- Don McLean, "American Pie" Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm Or a lion through a busy street bazaar? There are many things I'd love to turn you on to But somehow I feel they're safer where they are      -- John Mellencamp, "Without Expression" (orig. Terry Reid) Suckin' on chili dogs outside the Tastee Freeze Diane's sittin' on Jacky's lap, he's got his hand between her knees Jacky say "Hey Diane let's run off 'hind a shady tree Dribble off those Bobby Brooks slacks and do what I please."      -- John Mellencamp, "Jack and Diane" We can dance if we want to, we can leave your friends behind 'Cause your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance Well they're no friends of mine     -- Men Without Hats, "The Safety Dance" I prey upon your morbid fear of terminal disease You won't know the difference now its time for surgery Another shot, another pill, two weeks therapy I take all major credit cards, your money, is what I need -- Metal Church, "Fake Healer" Halls of justice painted green, money talking Power wolves beset your door, hear them stalking Soon you'll please their appetite, they devour Hammer of justice crushes you, overpower ... The ultimate in vanity, exploiting their supremacy I can't believe the things you say I can't believe the price you pay Nothing can save you -- Metallica, "And Justice For All" End of passion play, crumbling away, I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear, leading on your death's construction Taste me you will see, more is all you need, you're dedicated to how I'm killing you -- Metallica, "Master of Puppets" Marvel at his tricks, need your Sunday fix Blind devotion came, rotting your brain Chain, chain, Join the endless chain Fame, fame, Infection is the game Stinking drunk with power, we see ... Time for lust, time for lie Time to kiss your life goodbye Send me money, send me green Heaven you will meet Make a contribution, and you'll get a better seat Bow to Leper Messiah -- Metallica, "Leper Messiah" I can't remember anything, can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel to scream, this terrible silence stops me ... Now that the war is through with me, I'm waking up, I can not see That there is not much left of me, nothing is real but pain now ... Hold my breath as I wish for death, Oh please God, wake me -- Metallica, "One" Off through the new day's mist I run Off from the new day's mist I have come I hunt, therefore I am Harvest the land, taking of the fallen lamb ... Off through the new day's mist I run Off from the new day's mist I have come We shift, pulsing with the earth Company we keep, roaming the land while you sleep -- Metallica, "Of Wolf and Man" Never opened myself this way, life is ours, we live it our way All these words I don't just say... Trust I seek and I find in you, every day for us something new Open mind for a different view, and nothing else matters -- Metallica, "Nothing Else Matters" Say your prayers little one, don't forget my son, to include everyone Tuck you in, warm within, keep you free from sin Until the Sandman he comes... Sleep with one eye open, gripping your pillow tight     -- Metallica, "Enter Sandman" New blood joins this earth, and quickly he's subdued Through constant pained disgrace, the young boy learns their rules With time the child draws in, this whipping boy done wrong Deprived of all his thoughts, the young man struggles on He's known a vow unto his own That never from this day, his will they'll take away     -- Metallica, "The Unforgiven" Soon I discovered, this rock thing was true Jerry Lee Lewis was the Devil Jesus was an architect previous his career as a prophet And all of a sudden I found myself in love with the world So there was only one thing I could do… was Ding-a-ding-dang my dang-a-long-ling long!     -- Ministry, "Jesus Built my Hotrod" I want to lick your motherboard, taste your scuzzy  drive When you feel me power up, that won't be Intel inside     -- Mojo Nixon, "I Don't Want No Cybersex" You got a plastic name and a plastic heart You can play the game or you'll never start I'm talkin' to you You got a plastic house and a plastic fence Gotta look around or you'll lose your friends Am I gettin' through? … You got a plastic girl in a plastic bed And she's in your house made of gingerbread And you're in there too Got a plastic smile on a plastic face But it's underneath that you cant erase But what can you do?     -- Alanis Morisette, "Plastic" You seem very well, things look peaceful I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity I hate to but you in the middle of dinner It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced Are you thinking of me when you fuck her?     -- Alanis Morisette, "You Oughta Know" I sang 'Alleluia' in the choir I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man My brothers they never went blind for what they did But I may as well have In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son I had one more stupid question     -- Alanis Morisette, "Forgiven" I had no choice but to hear you You stated your case time and again I thought about it … You treat me like I'm a princess I'm not used to liking that You ask how my day was … You've already won me over in spite of me Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are I couldn't help it, it's all your fault     -- Alanis Morisette, "Head Over Feet" Are you still mad I kicked you out of bed? Are you still mad I gave you ultimatums? Are you still mad I compared you to all My forty year old male friends? Are you still mad I shared our problems With everybody? … Are you still mad I had an emotional affair? Are you still mad I tried to mold you into Who I wanted you to be? Are you still mad I didn't trust your intentions? Of course you are Of course you are     -- Alanis Morisette, "Are You Still Mad" Deborah was a Catholic girl, she held out to the bitter end Carla was a different type, she's the one who put it in Mary was a black girl, and I was afraid of a girl like that Susan painted pictures sitting down like the Buddhists sat ... Reno was an aimless girl, a geographic memory Cathy was a Jesus-freak, she liked that kind of misery Vicky had this special way of turning sex into a song Camella couldn't sing, kept the beat and kept it strong     -- The Nails, "88 Lines About 44 Women" Xylla was an archetype, the voodoo queen, the queen of rap Joan thought men were second best to masturbating in the bath Sherri was a feminist, she really had that gift of gab Kathleen's point of view was this: take whatever you can grab ... Seattle was another girl who left her mark upon the map Karen liked to tie me up, and left me hanging by a strap Jeannie had this nightclub walk that made grown men feel underage Mary Ellen, who had a son and said "I must go," but finally stayed     -- The Nails, "88 Lines About 44 Women" Gloria, the last taboo was shattered by her tongue one night Mimi brought the taboo back and held it up before the light Marilyn, who knew no shame, was never, ever satisfied. Julie came and went so fast, she didn't even say good-bye ... Well, Rhonda had a house in Venice, lived on brown rice and cocaine Patty had a house in Houston, shot cough syrup in her veins Linda thought her life was empty, filled it up with alcohol Katherine was much too pretty, she didn't do that shit at all     -- The Nails, "88 Lines About 44 Women" Pauline thought that love was simple, turn it on and turn it off Jean-Marie was complicated, like some French film-maker's plot Gina was the perfect lady, always kept her stockings straight Jackie was a rich punk-rocker, silver spoon and a paper plate ... Sarah was a modern dancer, lean pristine transparency Janet wrote bad poetry in a crazy kind of urgency Tanya Turkish liked to fuck while wearing leather biker boots Brenda's strange obsession was for certain vegetables and fruits     -- The Nails, "88 Lines About 44 Women" Roeena was an artist's daughter, the deeper image shook her up Dee-Dee's mother left her father, took his money and his truck Debbie-Rae had no such problems, perfect Norman Rockwell home Nina, sixteen, had a baby, left her parents, lived alone ... Bobbie joined a new-wave band, and changed her name to Bobbie-sox Eloise, who played guitar, sang songs about whales and cops Terri didn't give a shit, just a nihilist Ronnie was much more my style, she wrote songs just like this     -- The Nails, "88 Lines About 44 Women" 99 Decision Street, 99 ministers meet To worry, worry, super scurry, call the troops out in a hurry This is what we've waited for, this is it, boys, this is war The president is on the line, as 99 red balloons go by … 99 knights of the air ride super hi-tech jet fighters Everyone's a super hero, everyone's a Captain Kirk With orders to identify, to clarify and classify Scrambling in the summer sky, 99 red balloons go by     -- Nena, "99 Red Baloons" And this is where I grew up, I think the present owner fixed it up I never knew we'd ever went without, the second floor is hard for sneaking out … And this is where I went to school, most of the time had better things to do Criminal record says I broke in twice, I must have done it half a dozen times … I wonder if It's too late, should I go back and try to graduate Life's better now then it was back then, if I was them I wouldn't let me in -- Nickelback, "Photograph" Kim's the first girl I kissed, I was so nervous that I nearly missed She's had a couple of kids since then, I haven't seen her since god knows when … Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it, Goodbye, goodbye … Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say it, time to say it, Goodbye, goodbye -- Nickelback, "Photograph" You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I have no soul to sell Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself ... I want to fuck you like an animal, I want to feel you from the inside I want to fuck you like an animal My whole existence is flawed, you get me closer to God     -- Nine Inch Nails, "Closer" I was feeling uninterested in the side trails of the day I was bored with the scope of human history So I ripped off all my clothes, and I covered myself in Band-Aids And I took a pair of scissors from the drawer … Running with scissors, all around the house. Taking corners at high speeds, jumping hurdles over the couch Running with scissors, a pair in both my hands I don't know why it's called a pair, on the other hand, I don't mind.     -- None of the Above, "Running With Scissors" It happened one day in the studio Dancing a round in a do-see-do The purple monstrosity was waving his arms We were falling victim to his evil charms He brushed against a candle and he started to smoke And now we're all laughing at the dinosaur joke … Oh, boy! Barney's on fire! It's what we've always desired We'll watch the flames get higher Just don't try to put him out         -- None of the Above, "Barney's On Fire" You never told me about the hamster in your hair You never mentioned just how long he'd been living there Well, did you think that I just simply wouldn't care? Well, let me tell you... … You never told me about the fish-sticks in your ears. I always thought those earrings looked a little queer I'd talk for hours but you'd never seem to hear, so let me tell you… ... I'm swimming in a bowl of Cheerios Trying to escape the evil wrath of your mom. She never liked me anyway I'm drowning in a bowl of Cheerios Going down again for the last time…         -- None of the Above, "Hamster In Your Hair" I think I know you, but I don't know why I think I've seen the look in your eye You looked familiar as I passed you by And I don't care if you live or die We're singing a happy 50's song … I used to know you, but now you're dead. Like road-kill on the sidewalk, all painted red I keep remembering the things you said And now a million flowers decorate your head We're singing a crappy 50's song…     -- Note of the Above, "The Happy 50's Song" 16 years old, never gonna get old Not gonna go to school - we were just too cool We were in possession of the one great miracle of youth Never gonna come back! … It was a killer station wagon, with fake wood paneling It went 100 miles an hour 'cause we used high octane We would drive it around all over town We were never to be found     -- None of the Above, "Killer Station Wagon" Jackie left on a cold, dark night, telling me he'd be home Sailed the seas for a hundred years, leaving me all alone And I've been dead for twenty years, I've been washing the sands with my ghostly tears Searching the shores for my Jackie, oh     -- Sinead O'Connor, "Jackie" I'm dancing the seven veils Want you to pick up my scarf See how the black moon fades Soon I can give you my heart     -- Sinead O'Connor, "Mandinka" I am stretched on your grave, and will lie there forever If your hands were in mine, I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness, it's time we were together For I smell of the earth, and am worn by the weather     -- Sinead O'Connor, "I am Stretched on Your Grave" All the pretty girls are on the public eye, they're all standing with the perfect guy Their bodies are toned and their teeth are so clean, they're living pictures from a magazine You read the paper so you won't get behind, you only get the answers that they let you find You're getting' bored no direction is clear, time to renew your subscription for another year -- Occupant, "Media World" Machines and humans take a step beyond, 9 months later the baby is born Doctor says "it's a beautiful girl," a little baby food and a can of oil Wrapped in a blanket of computer tape, away from other babies cause she's not the same It won't be long till everyone knows that she's a robot girl ... All grown up what a beautiful sight, she's got a date every single night The other girls are all jealous of her, 'cause she's everything that they wish they were She's a robot girl, like a perfect pearl, she's the model of perfection Circuitry and skin, she was born to win, in a human world, she's a robot girl -- Occupant, "Robot Girl" In the state of Colorado, in the year of seventy-four They crossed the San Juan Mountains, growing hungry to the core Their guide was Alferd Packer and they trusted him too long For his character was weak, and his appetite was strong … They called him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief It just doesn't pay to eat anything but Government-inspected beef -- Phil Ochs, "The Ballad Of Alferd Packer" Two cold months went slowly by, Packer came back alone "My comrades they all froze to death, I'm starving," he did moan The Indian chief knew how he lied, he spat upon the ground For Packer's belly hung out all over his belt, he'd gained some thirty pounds … They called him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief It just doesn't pay to eat anything but Government-inspected beef -- Phil Ochs, "The Ballad Of Alferd Packer" Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet Generals salute and mothers wave and weep Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid, price is paid, one more parade … So young, so strong, so ready for the war So willing to die upon a foreign shore All march together, everybody looks the same So there is no one you can blame Don't be ashamed, light the flame, one more parade -- Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson, "One More Parade" Listen for the sound and listen for the noise Listen for the thunder of the marching boys A few years ago their guns were only toys Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid, price is paid, one more parade … So young, so strong, so ready for the war So willing to die upon a foreign shore All march together, everybody looks the same So there is no one you can blame Don't be ashamed, light the flame, one more parade -- Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson, "One More Parade" I'm getting edgy all the time There's someone around me, just a step behind It's kind of scary, the shape I'm in The walls are shakin' and they're closing in Too fast or a bit too slow I'm paranoid of people and it's starting to show There's one guy that I can't shake Over my shoulder is a big mistake     -- The Offspring, "Gotta Get Away" Like the latest fashion Like a spreading disease The kids are strappin' on their way to the classroom Getting weapons with the greatest of ease The gangs stake their own campus locale And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix They're gonna bash it up -- The Offspring, "Come Out and Play (Keep 'em Separated)" I wrote her off for the tenth time today And practiced all the things I would say But she came over, I lost my nerve I took her back and made her dessert … Now I know I'm being used That's okay man cause I like the abuse I know she's playing with me That's okay cause I've got no self esteem     -- The Offspring, "Self Esteem" We make plans to go out at night I wait till 2:00 then I turn out the light All this rejection's got me so low If she keep it up I just might tell her so … When she's saying that she wants only me Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends When she's saying that I'm like a disease Then I wonder how much more I can spend … Well I guess I should stick up for myself But I really think it's better this way The more you suffer The more it shows you really care, right ?     -- The Offspring, "Self Esteem" Everyday, well it's the same That bong that's on the table starts to call my name I take a hit and zone out again I'll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to ten Watching reruns on my TV I'm laughing off my ass at Three's Company I don't know if I'm understood But hearing Jimmy Buffett never sounded so good Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)     -- The Offspring, "Mota" Maybe in another life, I could find you there Pulled away before your time, I can't deal, it's so unfair And it feels, and it feels like heaven's so far away...     -- The Offspring, "Gone Away" Leaving flowers on your grave, show that I still care But black roses and Hail Mary's, can't bring back what's taken from me I reach to the sky, and call out your name And if I could trade, I would … And it feels, and it feels like, Heaven's so far away And it stings, yeah it stings now The world is so cold, now that you've gone away     -- The Offspring, "Gone Away" He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice But they didn't have Ice Cube, so he bought Vanilla Ice Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ass … Now he's getting a tattoo, he's getting' ink done He asked for a '13', but they drew a '31' Friends say he's trying too hard, and he's not quite hip But in his own mind he's the dopest trip     -- The Offspring, "Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)" When we were young the future was so bright The old neighborhood was so alive And every kid on the whole damn street Was gonna make it big and not be beat … Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn The kids are grown up but their lives are worn How can one little street, swallow so many lives … Chances thrown, nothing's free Longing for what used to be Still it's hard, hard to see Fragile lives, shattered dreams     -- The Offspring, "The Kids Aren't Alright" I don't know why you're messed up I don't know why your whole life is a chore Just do me a favor And check your baggage at the door … Now she talks about her ex nonstop, but I don't mind But when she calls out his name in bed, that's where I draw the line You told me a hundred times how your father left and he's gone But I wish you wouldn't call me 'daddy' when we're getting' it on     -- The Offspring, "She's Got Issues" Now Pluto girls are neat, but you know they'll eat you up alive Although they're nice to know when it's a thousand below, it isn't easy to survive And Neptune girls are great for dancing, with a dozen arms and legs They really hold you tight and they can boogie all night, but it's so hard to kiss three heads     -- Oingo Boingo, "California Girls" Now Martian girls are really pretty, with complexions bright and green But nothing can surpass an Andromeda lass, I think their pointed heads are keen And Saturn girls are really funny, they can make you laugh to death With methane clouds alas combined with hydrogen gas, why it's a chore to take a breath     -- Oingo Boingo, "California Girls" Is this a fairy tale, this can't be real There's fighting all around, they're shooting in the fields They say that values change when hunger or ambition strikes Survival is essential, at any cost or any price The cartoon animals on Old McDonald's farm Are nodding off in hotel rooms with needles in their arms The seven dwarves, Ha! there's only four alive today Cinderella's working for the CIA     -- Oingo Boingo, "Cinderella Undercover" Who do you want to be today, who do you want to be? Who do you want to be today, do you want to be just like someone on TV? ... Oh boredom is so terrible, it's like a dread disease Nothing could be worse, than when there's nothing on TV I'd rather be a cowboy than to stare blank at the walls I've been reborn so many times, I can't remember them all     -- Oingo Boingo, "Who Do You Want to Be" Have you ever felt that somehow you were not yourself? That your body was the same, but that everything around you wasn't right And images so strange and foreign, flooded in like raging water     -- Oingo Boingo, "Good for Your Soul" Have you ever been in love with someone you hardly knew? Whereas every time you closed your eyes, you saw this person come alive It kept you wide awake at night, you felt like you were burning up It made you want to scream, then you passed out in a dream ... Just once or twice it's god for your soul Just once or twice it's god for your soul If you don't stop you'll lose control Just once or twice it's god for your soul     -- Oingo Boingo, "Good for Your Soul" Animals came from miles around, so tired of walking so close to the ground They needed a change, that's what they said, life is better walking on two legs But they were in for a big surprise, 'cause they didn't know the law ... What is the law, no spill blood What is the law, no spill blood Who makes the rules, someone else Who makes the rules, someone else     -- Oingo Boingo, "No Spill Blood" We walk on two legs, not on four, to walk on four legs breaks the law What happens when we break the law? What happens when the rules aren't fair? We all know where we go from there, to the house of pain! ... What is the law, no spill blood What is the law, no spill blood Who makes the rules, someone else Who makes the rules, someone else     -- Oingo Boingo, "No Spill Blood" There in the shadows, looks like a hand, without its owner, to give it a command It's got a purpose, but I don't know what it is, I'm in trouble ... There in the streets, looks like a man, but something wrong that I don't understand His eyes are open, but he doesn't see a thing His skin is peeling off, his bones are sticking out, I'm getting scared ... Oh my God, is it dead? Is it living? Is it dead? Is it dead or alive?     -- Oingo Boingo, "Dead or Alive" It's just pictures of you with the knife in your hand With a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand It's just pictures of you standing high on a cliff With the wind in your hair and a smile on your lips And your eyes were so wild when you started to laugh Blending in with the wind, sounding just like a scream Why do pictures of you come to me when I dream In darkness     -- Oingo Boingo, "Pictures of You" Tiny people with little guns, little armies march to little drums What do they want? What do they want? ... Tiny soldier with little guns, little tanks no bigger than your thumb They want you ... Little people with tiny brains, little bullets flowing in their veins What do they want? What do they want? ... Tiny people with little guns, little armies march to little drums They want you, you, you, you, you, you ... Little airplanes with tiny bombs, little squadrons dropping thimbles of Napalm They want you     -- Oingo Boingo, "Little Guns" I looked death in the face last night, I saw him in a mirror And he simply smiled, he told me not to worry, he told me to take my time ... We close our eyes and the world has turned around again We close out eyes and dream, and another year has come and gone We close our eyes and the world has turned around again We close our eyes and dream     -- Oingo Boingo, "We Close Our Eyes" With sadness in my heart and clouds in my head I thought about us both and the lives we led The pages on a book and pictures on a screen We shape ourselves like clay from someone else's dream One second you are cast just like stones at my feet But I am not a king, please don't worship me With everyone around telling us what to do With deafening sound whisper "I love you"     -- Oingo Boingo, "Not My Slave" And the alcoholic bastard waved his finger at me, his voice was filled with evangelical glee Sipping down his gin and tonics, while preaching about the evils of narcotics And the evils of sex, and the wages of sin, while he mentally fondles his next of kin My mind has wandered from the flock you see, and the flock has wandered away from me And he waved his hypnotizing finger at me...     -- Oingo Boingo, "Insanity" The white folks think they're at the top, ask any proud white male A million years of evolution, we get Danny Quayle     -- Oingo Boingo, "Insanity" Better dumb and happy than smart and without any friends Better cute and better loud, better join up with the crowd Keep up or be left behind, there's a dust storm in my mind Seems I can't see straight these days, doesn't matter anyway     -- Oingo Boingo, "Change" I like this life just the way it is And the castles all around me have been melting now for years And it kills my brain to think of all the time I wasted here All the effort, sweat and broken hearts, the screaming and the tears     -- Oingo Boingo, "Change" I'm so excited, about the prospects of meeting with a stranger in an alley I'm so excited, I hope they're rough, I hope their skin is tough like Spanish leather Can't wait until their dull, dead eyes meet mine I can't wait until their dull, dead eyes meet mine     -- Oingo Boingo, "Pedestrian Wolves" Oh listen Tender Lumplings let me take you by the hands I'll take you from this hell-hole to the Promised Land But don't blame me, oh children, if those promises don't keep 'Cause promises like lives, can be bought so very cheap     -- Oingo Boingo, "Tender Lumplings" Years spent in torment, buried in a nameless grave Now he has risen, miracles would have to save Those that the beast is looking for, listen in awe and you'll hear him Bark at the moon...     -- Ozzy Osbourne, "Bark at the Moon" People look to me and say, is the end near, when is the final day? What's the future of mankind? How should I know, I got left behind Everyone goes through changes, hoping to find the truth Don't look at me for answers, don't ask me, I don't know     -- Ozzy Osbourne, "I Don't Know" Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker Suicide is slow with liquor Take a bottle, drown your sorrows Then it floods away tomorrows     -- Ozzy Osbourne, "Suicide Solution" Inspiration that's blue and uncut Can't kick the habit, obsession of smut Voyeur straining, in love with his hand A poison passion, a pulsating gland     -- Ozzy Osbourne, "No Bone Movies" There are pyramids in my head, there's one underneath my bed ...and my lady's getting cranky Every possible location, has a simple explanation …and it isn't hanky-panky      -- Alan Parsons's Project "Pyramania" Son, she said have I got a little story for you What you thought was your daddy, was nothing but a.... While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen Your real daddy was dying Sorry you didn't see him, but I'm glad we talked...     -- Pearl Jam, "Alive" She scratches a letter into a wall made of stone Maybe someday another child won't feel as alone as she does It's been two years, and counting, since they put her in this place She's been diagnosed by some stupid fuck, and mommy agrees     -- Pearl Jam, "Why Go" Clearly I remember picking on the boy, seemed a harmless little fuck But we unleashed a lion, gnashed his teeth and bit the recessed lady's breast How could I forget, he hit me with a surprise left, my jaw left hurting Dropped wide open, just like the day, like the day I heard...     -- Pearl Jam, "Jeremy" At home drawing pictures of mountain tops, with him on top Lemon-yellow sun, arms raised in a "V" The dead lay in pools of maroon below ... Daddy didn't give attention to the fact that mommy didn't care King Jeremy, the Wicked, ruled his world     -- Pearl Jam, "Jeremy" I swear I recognize your breath Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising Me, you wouldn't recall, for I'm not my former It's hard when, your stuck upon the shelf I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate Perhaps that's what no one wants to see     -- Pearl Jam, "Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town" You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free -- Tom Petty, "Wildflowers" 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, 'til 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 -- Liz Phair, "Soap Star Joe" I have looked all over the place, but you have got my favorite face Your eyelashes sparkle like gilded grass And your lips are sweet and slippery like a cherub's bare wet ass … Cause you're a human supernova, a solar superman You're and angel with wings afire, a flying, giant friction blast … You walk in clouds of glitter and the sun reflects your eyes And every time the wind blows I can smell you in the skies Your kisses are as wicked as an M-16 And you come like a volcano, and you're everything to me     -- Liz Phair, "Supernova" I know it's just a drawer of photographs They're ex-girlfriends, I try to remember that I don't want to look But I'm already hooked on jealousy Jealousy I can't believe you had a life before me I can't believe they let you run around free     -- Liz Phair, "Jealousy" 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     -- Liz Phair, "Fuck and Run" 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 -- Liz Phair, "Divorce Song" I was talking not two days ago, to a certain bartender I'm lucky to know I asked Henry my bartending friend, if I should go on dating un-famous men … And Henry said, you're lucky to even know me You're lucky to be alive, you're lucky to be drinking here for free Cause I'm a sucker for your lucky pretty eyes     -- Liz Phair, "Polyester Bride" There's a portrait of Uncle Alvarez, hangin' in the hall Nobody wants to look at it, but Uncle Alvarez sees us all … Oh, oh, oh, imaginary accomplishments, hey, hey, hey, you visionary guy You might even shake the hands of Presidents Better send a postcard and keep the family quiet … He's not really a part Cherokee Indian, he didn't fight in the Civil War He's just Eugene Isaac Alvarez, we feel sorry for the wall      -- Liz Phair, "Uncle Alvarez" And it's a long way down, you're hoping for a heart attack Running around, investing in this and that And your beautiful wife keeps your life on a shelf for you Safe in the bedroom where there's no dust or mildew And it's hard to believe you were once a beautiful dancer      -- Liz Phair, "Uncle Alvarez" But don't worry, mom, I met him in a restaurant And all this time I've been getting to know him He's got an ex-wife in Pasadena, and sometimes she's a mess To deal with, but mostly we've been living here uninjured … There's a silence, and she says, "Listen here, young lady, all that matters is What makes you happy, but you leave this house knowing my opinion won't Make you love me if you don't care to."     -- Liz Phair, "What Makes You Happy" A friend in need is a friend indeed, a friend with weed is better A friend with breasts and all the rest, a friend who's dressed in leather ... A friend in need is a friend indeed, a friend who'll tease is better Our thoughts compressed, which makes us blessed And makes for stormy weather -- Placebo, "Pure Morning" We're enchanted, struck by lightning What can we do when the feeling's so exciting? We just ran into each other Now we can't refuse, cause the night is so inviting You sure took me by surprise, I ain't fooling Everything was synchronized in a movement When I met you, I knew there was a reason Every moment that we've shared guarantees it We won't be lonely tonight     -- The Power Station, "Lonely Tonight" I heard his breath escape, she left the gun on the floor He left his key with me, I hadn't been there before … I always knew that she was on the run, I read the paper and it said so I know you like them to be troublesome, take it to the maximum … She's a murderer, murderer, she likes to go for the jugular Murderer, murderer, that woman of yours is a killer     -- The Power Station, "Murderess" Try as you might the recollections stay, like a photographic memory of each day You can feel her by your side in an empty room, and words like 'forever' you spoke too soon … Another place and day, now where's she gone? You can't forget her face, or things you wish you'd done Re-run memories from the start, the time has flown Where's the ending and the start, she's still in your heart     -- The Power Station, "Still in your Heart" The worms crawl in and the worms crawl out The ones that crawl in are lean and thin The ones that crawl out are fat and stout Your eyes fall in and your teeth fall out Your brains come tumbling down your snout … Be merry my friends Be merry     -- The Pogues, "Worms" McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head There's devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands You need one more drop of poison and you'll dream of foreign lands     -- The Pogues, "The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn"" When you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got syph down in Cologne And you heard the rattling death trains as you lay there all alone Frank Ryan brought you whiskey in a brothel in Madrid And you decked some fucking blackshirt who was cursing all the yids At the sick bed of Cuchulainn we'll kneel and say a prayer And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair     -- The Pogues, "The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn"" I come old friend from hell tonight across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross, nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve The dead have come to claim a debt from thee They stand outside your door, four score and three Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind? Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand? Wailing away on the wall on the strand As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned -- The Pogues, "Turkish Song of the Damned" You remember when the ship went down, you left me on the deck The captain's corpse jumped up and threw his arms around my neck For all these years I've had him on my back this debt cannot be paid with all your jack … And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white This shadow hanging over me is no trick of the light The spectre on my back will soon be free The dead have come to claim a debt from thee -- The Pogues, "Turkish Song of the Damned" If I should fall from grace with god Where no doctor can relieve me If I'm buried 'neath the sod But the angels won't receive me … Let me go, boys Let me go, boys Let me go down in the mud Where the rivers all run dry     -- The Pogues, "If I Should Fall From Grace With God" It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song, "the rare old mountain dew" I turned my face away and dreamed about you … Got on a lucky one, came in eighteen to one I've got a feeling this year's for me and you So happy Christmas I love you baby I can see a better time when all our dreams come true     -- The Pogues "Fairytale of New York" They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold But the wind goes right through you, it's no place for the old When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me … "You were handsome" "You were pretty, Queen of New York City" When the band finished playing they howled out for more Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing We kissed on a corner then danced through the night     -- The Pogues "Fairytale of New York" Another suburban family morning, Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies, we can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration, but we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance, there's only so much more that he can take     -- The Police, "Synchronicity II" Since you've gone I been lost without a trace, I dream at night I can only see your face, I look around but it's you I can't replace,  I feel so cold and I long for your embrace, I keep crying baby, baby, please! Every breath You Take - The Police When the going gets tough and the stomach acids flow The cold winds of conformity are nipping at your nose And some trendy new atrocity has brought you to your knees Come with us and we'll sail the seas of cheese --Primus, "Seas of Cheese" Now Wynona took her big brown beaver, and she stuck him up in the air Said "I sure do love this big brown beaver, and I wish I did have a pair" … Now the beaver once slept for seven days, and it gave us all an awful fright So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch, and the bastard tried to bite me … Wynona loved her big brown beaver, and she stroked him all the time She pricked her finger one day, and it occurred to her she might have a porcupine     -- Primus, "Wynona's Big Brown Beaver" Now I dialed nine one one a long time ago Don't you see how late they're reactin' They only come and they come when they wanna So get the morgue truck and bag the goner They don't care 'cause they get paid anyway They treat you like an ace that can't be betrayed I know you stumble with no use people If your life is on the line then you're dead today     -- Public Enemy, "911 is a Joke" When you run about, without precautions You'll get diseases, need abortions And up 'till now, no vaccination Can give you back your reputation     -- Public Image Limited, "The Body" Religion and sex are power-plays Manipulate the people for the money they pay Selling skin, selling God, the numbers look the same on the credit card -- Queensryche, "Spreading the Disease" Twenty - twenty - twenty four hours to go, I wanna be sedated Nothing to do, nowhere to go, I wanna be sedated Just put me in a wheelchair, and put me on a plane Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane I can't control my fingers, I can't control my brain     -- The Ramones, "I Wanna Be Sedated" Siting here in Queens, eating refried beans We're in all the magazines, gulpin' down thorazines We ain't got no friends, our troubles never end No Christmas cards to send, Daddy likes men Daddy's telling lies, Baby's eating flies Mommy's on pills, Baby's got the chills     -- The Ramones, "We're a Happy Family" Suspicion yourself suspicion yourself don't get caught Suspicion yourself suspicion yourself let us out Wilder lower wolves here's a house to put wolves out the door In a corner garden wilder lower wolves House in order, down and around beam the party to rise     -- R.E.M. "Wolves, Lower" At night I drink myself to sleep and pretend I don't care if you're not here with me 'Cause it's so much easier to handle all my problems if I'm too far out to sea But something better happen soon, or it's gonna be too late to bring you back ... It's not as though I really need you, if you were here I'd only leave you But everybody else in town only wants to bring you down and that's not how it ought to be I know it might sound strange, but I believe you'll be coming back before too long     -- R.E.M. (Don't Go Back to) Rockville The walls are built up stone by stone, the fields divided one by one And the train conductor says take a break driver 8, driver 8 take a break We've been on this shift too long And the train conductor says take a break driver 8, driver 8 take a break We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away ... Saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm Power lines have floaters so the airplanes won't get snagged Bells are ringing through the town again Children look up all they hear is sky-blue bells ringing     -- R.E.M. "Driver 8" I am I am I am Superman and I know what's happening I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything ... You don't really love that guy you make it with now do you I know you don't love that guy 'cause I can see right through you ... If you go a million miles away I'll track you down girl Trust me when I say I know the pathway to your heart     -- R.E.M. / The Clique "Superman" You're sharpening stones, walking on coals, to improve your business acumen Vested interest united ties, lend a gentry rationalize Look who bought the myth, buy a jingle, buy America ... It's a sign of the times, it's a sign of the times     -- R.E.M. "Exhuming McCarthy" Disturbance at the Heron House, a stampede at the monument To liberty and honor under the honor roll The gathering of grunts and greens, cogs and grunts and hirelings A meeting of a mean idea to hold When feeding time has come and gone, they'll lose the heart and head for home Try to tell us something we don't know     -- R.E.M. "Disturbance at the Heron House" This one goes out to the one I love, this one goes out to the one I've left behind A simple prop to occupy my time, this one goes out to the one I love ... Fire ... This one goes out to the one I love, this one goes out to the one I've left behind Another prop has occupied my time, this one goes out to the one I love     -- R.E.M. "The One I Love" Sleep delays my life Where does the time go... go, I don't know Sleep sleep sleepy head, wake it up... up You've got all your life, way up ahead ... Dreams they complicate my life Dreams they compliment my life     -- R.E.M. "Get Up" I sit at my table and wage war on myself, it seems like it's all...it's all for nothing I know the barricades, and I know the mortar in the wall breaks I recognize the weapons, I used them well ... This is my mistake, let me make it good I raised the wall, and I will be the one to knock it down     -- R.E.M. "World Leader Pretend" Life is bigger, it's bigger than you, and you are not me The lengths that I will go to, the distance in your eyes Oh no I've said too much, I set it up ... That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight, losing my religion Trying to keep up with you, and I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much, I haven't said enough I thought that I heard you laughing, I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try     -- R.E.M. "Losing My Religion" I will try not to breathe, I can hold my head still with my hands at my knees These eyes are the eyes of the old, shiver in the cold ... I will try not to breathe, this decision is mine I have lived a full life And these are the eyes that I want you to remember     -- R.E.M. "Try Not to Breathe" If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long When you think you've had too much, with this life, to hang on Well everybody hurts, sometimes everybody cries, and everybody hurts, sometimes But everybody hurts sometimes so hold on, hold on, hold on, Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, Everybody hurts. You are not alone     -- R.E.M. "Everybody Hurts" Monty this seems strange to me, the movies had that movie thing But nonsense has a welcome ring and heroes don't come easy Now nonsense isn't new to me, I know my head I know my feet But mischief knocked me in the knees, so just let go, just let go ... I saw the ocean meet the man, I saw you buried in the sand A friend was there to hold my hand, so walk on by So I went walking through the stream, I saw you strung up in a tree A woman out there said to me, said hold your tongue, hold your tongue ... You don't owe me anything, you don't want this sympathy (waste your breath) Don't you waste your breath (waste your breath) for the silver screen     -- R.E.M. "Monty Got a Raw Deal" Nightswimming remembering that night September's coming soon, I'm pining for the moon And what if there were two, side by side in orbit, around the fairest sun A bright type could never drawn, could not describe, nightswimming ... You I thought I knew you, you I cannot judge, You I thought you knew me, this one laughing quietly, underneath my breath Nightswimming ... The photograph reflects every streetlight a reminder Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night     -- R.E.M. "Nightswimming" You want to trust the doctors, their procedure is the best But the last try was a failure, and the intern was a mess And they did the same to Mathew and he bled 'til Sunday night They're saying 'don't be frightened,' but you're weakened by the sight of it     -- R.E.M. "Hope" You want to trust religion and you know it's allegory But the people who are followers have written their own story So you look up to the heavens, and you hope that it's a spaceship And it's something from your childhood, you're thinking 'don't be frightened'     -- R.E.M. "Hope" You wake up in the morning, and stumble out of bed Mean cats eat parakeets, and this one's nearly dead You dearly wish the wind would shift, and greasy window slide Open for the parakeet who's colored bitter lime     -- R.E.M. "Parakeet" Stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank, held a general's rank when the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name Ah, what's puzzling you is the nature of my game     -- The Rolling Stones, "Sympathy For The Devil" Today I took the nudes down off the wall Ten minutes after I received her telephone call She'll be here Friday morning so there's not much time to clean Better hide the Advocate and Mandate magazine We'll redecorate the guest room so it looks like it's been used Separate our wardrobes or she'll really be confused Then get ready for a lonely week of sleeping on the couch We're straightening up the house … Tomorrow I will put away your gay pride shirts And our Halloween assortment of jewelry, pumps and skirts Then pack up all the books by Quentin Crisp and Rita Mae And the "His & His" towels that you bought me yesterday And you'd better hide the albums by that lesbian group She has no ear for music, but she has been known to snoop And remember not to kiss me, just forget that you're my spouse Straightening up the house     -- Ron Romanovsky and Paul Phillips, "Straightening Up the House" You were terrified of people when I knew you long ago You'd never go to parties, you'd rather stay at home And be with just the two of us But still I tried to push you to come out of your shell I didn't ask you to forget me darlin' but I might as well Have said to leave me in your dust … And I'm afraid I've made a big mistake By teaching you the social skills you previously lacked Now your popularity's an undisputed fact Oh it seems I've made a monster out of you -- Ron Romanovsky and Paul Phillips, "I've Created a Monster" You don't get something for nothing, you can't have freedom for free You won't get wise with the sleep still in your eyes no matter what your dreams may be -- Rush, "Something for Nothing" And the men who hold high places, must be the ones to start To mold a new reality, closer to the heart The blacksmith and the artist, reflect it in their art Forge their creativity, closer to the heart Philosophers and ploughmen, each must know his part To sow a new mentality, closer to the heart You can be the captain, I shall draw the chart Sailing into destiny, closer to the heart     -- Rush, "Closer to the Heart" All the same, we take our chances Laughed at by time, tricked by circumstances Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose The more things change, the more they stay the same     -- Rush, "Circumstances" So the Maples formed a Union, and demanded equal rights "The Oaks are just to greedy, we will make them give us light" Now there's no more Oak oppression, for they passed an noble law And the trees are all kept equal, by hatchet, axe and saw... -- Rush, "The Trees" We are planets to each other, drifting in our orbits to a brief eclipse Each of us a world apart, alone and yet together, like two passing ships     -- Rush, "Entre Nous" The mess and the magic, triumphant and tragic, a mechanized world out of hand Computerized clinics, for superior cynics, who dance to a synthetic band In their own image, their world is fashioned, no wonder they don't understand... --Rush, "Natural Science" Science like nature must also be tamed, with a view towards its preservation Given the same state of integrity it will surely serve us well Art as expression, not as market campaigns, will still capture our imaginations Given the same state of integrity, it will surely help us along The most endangered of species - the honest man, will still survive annihilation Forming a world, state of integrity, sensitive, open and strong --Rush, "Natural Science" The righteous rise, with burning eyes, of hatred and ill-will Madmen fed on fear and lies, to beat and burn and kill … They say there are strangers who threaten us In our immigrants and infidels They say there is strangeness too dangerous In our theaters and bookstore shelves That those who know what's best for us Must rise and save us from ourselves -- Rush, "Witch Hunt" Quick to judge, quick to anger, slow to understand Ignorance and prejudice and fear walk hand in hand -- Rush, "Witch Hunt" A tired mind become a shape shifter, everybody need a soft filter Everybody need reverse polarity Everybody got mixed feelings about the function and the form Everybody got to elevate from the norm -- Rush, "Vital Signs" Growing up it all seemed so one-sided, opinions all provided The future pre-decided, detached and sub-divided, in the mass production zone Nowhere is the dreamer, or the misfit so alone     -- Rush, "Subdivisions" The writer stares with glassy eyes, defies the empty page His beard is white, his face is lined and streaked with tears of rage Thirty years ago how the words would flow, with passion and precision But now his mind is dark and dulled by sickness and indecision And he stares out the kitchen door, where the sun will rise no more...     -- Rush, "Losing It" Some are born to move the world, to live their fantasies But most of us just dream about the things we'd like to be Sadder still to watch it die, than never to have known it For you, the blind who once could see, the bell tolls for thee...     -- Rush, "Losing It" A world of indifference, a world so out of touch Overwhelmed by everything, but wanting more so much Call it blind frustration, call it blind man's bluff Call each other names, your voices rude, your voices rough The you learn the lesson that it's cool to be so tough     -- Rush, "Kid Gloves" I know that you're different, you know I'm the same We're both too busy to be taking the blame I'd like some changes, but you don't have the time We can't go on thinking it's a victimless crime No one is blameless, but we're all without shame We fight the fire, while we're feeding the flames -- Rush, "Second Nature" Someone set a bad example, made surrender seem alright The act of a noble warrior, who lost the will to fight And now you're trembling on a rocky ledge, staring down into a heartless sea Done with life on a razor's edge, nothing's what you thought it would be No hero in your tragedy, no daring in your escape No salutes for your surrender, nothing noble in your fate... Christ, what have you done? -- Rush, "The Pass" I didn't know the girl, but I knew her family All their lives were shattered in a nightmare of brutality Try to carry on, try to bear the agony Try to hold some faith in the goodness of humanity     -- Rush, "Nobody's Hero" On the edge of sleep, I heard voices beyond the door The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless My angels and my demons at war Which one will lose, depends on what I chose, Or maybe which voice I ignore... ... Wilderness of mirrors, streets of cold desire My precious sense of honor just a shield of rusty wire I hold against the chaos, and the cross of holy fire     -- Rush, "Double Agent" There's a monster in my pants and it does a naughty dance When it sees the light of day, you can hear the people say Oh no a monster, oh no a monster, oh no, oh oh, oh no a giant monster     -- Fred Schneider, "Monster" Spooks and ghouls and horrors and haints, One more shock and you'll be seeing the saints I'm gonna haunt you, I'm gonna haunt you ... I've got you in my notebook, watching you night and day Observing every move, recording all you say 'Cause I'm a specter and I'm gonna scare you And I'm an inspector and I'll take care of you     -- Fred Schneider, "I'm Gonna Haunt You" We walked the narrow path, beneath the smoking skies Sometimes you can barely tell the difference between darkness and light Do you have faith in what we believe? The truest test is when we cannot, when we cannot see. … I hear pounding feet in the streets below And the women crying and the children know That there's something wrong And it's hard to believe that love will prevail … Oh it won't rain all the time, the sky won't fall forever. And though the night seems long, your tears won't fall forever     -- Jane Siberry, "It Can't Rain All the Time" When she walks she's like a samba that Swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes Each one she passes goes "a-a-ah!" … Oh, but I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love her? Yes, I would give my heart gladly But each day when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at me … Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, I smile, but she doesn't see She just doesn't see, no she doesn't see     --Frank Sinatra, "The Girl from Ipanema" Strobe lights pump and flicker, dry lips crack out for more "Come bite on this rag doll, baby!" That's right now hit the floor They're sneaking out the back door, she gets up from all fours Rhinestone fools and silver dollars, curdle into bitter tears      -- Siouxsie & The Banshees, "Peek-A-Boo" Woke up this morning, had no place to go I woke up this morning and I had holes in my soul     -- Slipknot, "Holes in my Soul" Stonehenge, where the demons dwell, where the banshees live and they do live well Stonehenge, where a man's a man, and the children dance to the pipes of pan Stonehenge, 'tis a magic place, where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face Stonehenge, where the virgins lie, and the prayers of devils fill the midnight sky     -- Spinal Tap, "Stonehenge" Working on a sex farm, trying to raise some hard love Getting out my pitch fork, and poking your hay Scratching in your hen-house, sniffing at your feedbag Slipping out your back door, I'm leaving my spray -- Spinal Tap, "Sex Farm" Sex farm woman, don't you see my silo rising high Working on a sex farm, hosing down your barn door Bothering you livestock, they know what I need ... Working up a hot sweat, I'm scratching in your pea patch Plowing through your bean field, planting my seed -- Spinal Tap, "Sex Farm" You been bad, don't do what I say You don't listen, and you never obey Try to teach you, but you just won't be good You won't behave the way, a big girl should It's time to give the whip a crack, I'm gonna have to send you back to Bitch School ... You're a beauty, You're the best of your breed You're a handful, and I know what you need You need training, gonna bring you to heel I'm gonna break you with my will of steel Discipline's my middle name, and no one comes back the same from Bitch School     -- Spinal Tap, "Bitch School" No more sniffling strangers, or running free at night You think my bark's bad, honey, wait 'till you feel my bite ... You got problems, you whine and you beg When I'm busy, you wanna dance with my leg I'm gonna chain you, make you sleep out of doors You're so fetching when you're down on all fours And when you hear your master, you will come a little faster, thanks to Bitch School     -- Spinal Tap, "Bitch School" I just needed someone to talk to You were just to busy with yourself You were never there for me To express how I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel like I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made     -- Staind, "Fade" To my mother, to my father, it's your son or it's your daughter Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me? Should I turn this up for you? … I sit locked inside my head, remembering everything you've said This silence gets us nowhere, gets us nowhere way too fast … The silence is what kills me, I need someone here to help me But you don't know how to listen, and let me make my decisions     -- Staind, "For You" Wish I was to dead to care, if indeed I cared at all Never had a voice to protest, so you fed me shit to digest I wish I had a reason, my flaws are open season For this I gave up trying, one good turn deserves my dying … You don't need to bother, I don't need to be I'll keep slipping farther, but once I hold on, I won't let go 'til it bleeds     -- Stone Sour, "Bother" Wish I'd died instead of lived, a zombie hides my face Shell forgotten with its memories, diaries left with cryptic entries And you don't need to bother, I don't need to be I'll keep slipping farther, but once I hold on, I won't let go 'til it bleeds     -- Stone Sour, "Bother" All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere And their tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow, no tommorow, no tommorow … And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you, 'cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles, it's a very, very mad world     -- Tears for Fears, "Mad World" America, FUCK YEAH! Coming again, to save the mother fucking day yeah, America, FUCK YEAH! Freedom is the only way yeah, Terrorist your game is through cause now you have to answer too, America, FUCK YEAH! So lick my butt, and suck on my balls     -- Team America Soundtrack, "America, Fuck Yea!" I didn't come here to share my story, I didn't come here to breathe your smoke I didn't come here to hear about your pain, or the prospects of hope Your whispering ancestors spoke … I didn't come here to paint your sky, in colors no one's ever heard of I have come to claim my prize, I have come to prove you wrong     -- Thanks to Gravity, "Crayons" A long time ago, me and my brother Kyle here We were hitchhiking down a long and lonesome road All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon, in the middle of the road … And he said, "Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul" … Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other, and we each said... "Okay" … And we played the first thing that came to our heads Just so happened to be, the best song in the world It was the best song in the world -- Tenacious D, "Tribute" To a one-time wizard, I just hope this dream will end Reflections on the sidewalk are still breathing Please let me see, I'm climbing on a ten-foot globe Wizard, oh wizard, I just got fired from the last job in town I want you to turn the world into a giant cigarette, so I can burn it, burn it with the flag Catching stars on paper plates in the morning     -- Thanks to Gravity, "Catching Stars on Paper Plates" I know the secrets of the world are probably hidden in someone's pocket Trying to find a pathway out, something more to talk about Meal-time never comes fast enough when you're walking a beam on a mile-high building Trade your lunch for something bigger, don't lose your step, fall through the ceiling     -- Thanks to Gravity, "Crowded World" A wall of purple evening spreads its way across the land, smiles as the first stars come out Every burning cinder from the fire slips away up, up... every spark ... I suppose it's time to close up, the wagon comes to take the new boy home He shuffles through the flour bags and straightens out the cans He carries in the last bucketful of sky I tied the yellow awning down, a half an hour or so ago The valley wind would tear it from the store The wagon wheels would roll along the wheelruts filled with moonlight On the way, the stone was split in two ... The hopman chews the caraway, cilantro is stuck between his teeth In his little sack he holds his tarragon heart, the marigolds are flattened in the wind Oh the hopman, is the man of the valley, sage crown, cayenne lips, basil eyes of gray Burlap waistsack, shoe, he never fails, corn-stock legs are knocking in the wind     -- Thanks to Gravity, "Spiceman" Don't let's start, this is the worst part Could believe for all the world, that you're my precious little girl But don't let's start, I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around ... When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone, you are an animal The words I'm singing now, mean nothing more than meow to an animal Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound ... D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? -- They Might Be Giants, "Don't Let's Start" Rabid child stays at home, talks on a CB Truckers pass calling out their handles to the kid Chess Piece Face and The Big Duluth call her every day "Hammer down" and "rabbit ears" are the only words they know If you pass the rabid child say "hammer down" for me -- They Might Be Giants, "Rabid Child" All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop ... And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice ... And nothing's smelling like a rose But I don't care if no one's coming up for air I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore     -- They Might Be Giants, "Nothing's Gonna Change my Clothes" I met someone at the dog show, she was holding my left arm But everyone was acting normal so I tried to look nonchalant We both said, "I really love you," the Shriners loaned us cars We raced up and down the sidewalk twenty thousand million times ... Why did they send her over anyone else? How should I react?  These things happen to other people, they don't happen at all, in fact ... When you're following an angel, does it mean you have to throw your body off a building? Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead, calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things I heard they had a space program, when they sing you can't hear, there's no air Sometimes I think I kind of like that and, other times I think I'm already there ... Gonna ask for my admission, gonna speak to the man in charge The secretary says he's on another line, can I hold for a long, long time? I found out she's an angel, I don't think she knows I know I'm worried that something might happen to me if anyone ever finds out     -- They Might Be Giants, "She's an Angel" Make a hole with a gun perpendicular, to the name of this town in a desktop globe Exit wound in a foreign nation, showing the home of the one this was written for My apartment looks upside down from there, water spirals the wrong way out the sink And her voice is a broken record, it's like a whirlpool and it never ends ... Ana Ng and I are getting old and we still haven't Walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence Listen Ana, hear my words, they're the ones you would Think I would say if there was a me for you     -- They Might Be Giants, "Ana Ng" I'm going down to cowtown, cow's a friend to me Lives beneath the ocean and that's where I will be beneath the waves, the waves, and that's where I will be I'm going to see the cow beneath the sea     -- The Might Be Giants, "Cowtown" I remember the year I went to camp, I heard about some lady named Selma and some blacks Somebody put their finger in the president's ears, It wasn't too much later they came out with Johnson's wax I remember he book depository where they crowned the king of Cuba That's all I can think of but I'm sure there's something else Way down inside me I can hear it coming back ... Purple toupee will show the way when summer brings you down Purple toupee and gold lame will turn your brain around ... Chinese people were fighting in the park, we tried to help them fight, no one appreciated that Martin X was mad when they outlawed bell bottoms, ten years later they were sharing the same cell I shouted out "free the expo 67," 'till they stepped on my hair, and they told me I was fat Now I'm very big, I'm a big important man, and the only thing that's different is underneath my hat ... Purple toupee is here to stay after the hair has hone away The purple brigade is marching from the grave     -- They Might Be Giants, "Purple Toupee" Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do When you turn around to look it's gone behind you On its face it's wearing your confused expression Where your eyes don't go ... Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head ... Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders What the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of Should you worry when the skullhead is in front of you Or is it worse because it's always waiting where your eyes don't go?     -- They Might Be Giants, "Where Your Eyes Don't Go" Once a year my friend puts on a red suit, and hangs around with me and my wife But lately I've been feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming for him to Stand beneath the mistletoe screaming Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee Why must she climb on his knee? ... I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard, she kissed him once and whispered in his ear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard, I wish he would go, he's breaking up my home     -- They Might Be Giants, "Santa's Beard" Glass of milk, standing in between extinction in the cold and explosive radiating growth So the warm blood flows through the large four-chambered heart Maintaining the very high metabolism rate they have ... Mammal, mammal, their names are called, they raise a paw The bat, the cat, dolphin and dog, koala bear and hog ... One of us might lose his hair, but you're reminded that it once was there From the embryonic whale to the monkey with no tail So the warm blood flows, with the red blood cells, lacking nuclei Through the large four-chambered heart Maintaining the very high metabolism rate they have ... Mammal, mammal, their names are called, they raise a paw The bat, the cat, dolphin and dog, koala bear and hog ... Placental the sister of her brother Marsupial, Their cousin called Monotreme Dead uncle Allotheria ... Mammal, mammal, their names are called, they raise a paw The bat, the cat, dolphin and dog, koala bear and hog The fox, the ox, giraffe and shrew, echidna, caribou     -- They Might Be Giants, "Mammal" Everything's catching on fire, Yes, everything's catching on fire, everything's catching on fire … Fingertips, Fingertips, Fingertips … I hear the wind blow, I hear the wind blow It seems to say: "Hello, Hello, I'm the one who loves you so" … Hey now everybody now Hey now everybody Hey now every body now … Who's that standing outside my window? … I found a new friend, underneath my pillow … Come on and wreck my car (repeat 3 times) … Aren't you the guy who hit me in the eye? (repeat) … Please pass the milk, Please (repeat 2 times) … Leave me alone, leave me alone … Who's that knocking on the wall? … All alone, all alone, all by myself … What's that blue thing doing here? … Something grabbed a hold of my hand I didn't know what had my hand But that's when all my troubles began … I don't understand you, I don't understand you I don't understand the things you say, I can't understand a single word I don't understand you, I just don't understand you I cannot understand you, I don't understand you … I heard a sound, I turned around I turned around to find the thing that made the sound … Mysterious whisper (repeat 3 times) … The day that love came to play … I'm having a heart attack (repeat 3 times) … Fingertips, Fingertips … I walk along darkened corridors and I walk along darkened corridors (repeat)     -- They Might Be Giants, "Fingertips" My friends keep telling me that she's no good, she isn't treating you the way she should I feel so badly that's all I can say, before my tears fall I just walk away … Deep down inside she loves me, though she may run around I know someday she'll love me, someday she'll settle down     -- They Might Be Giants, "Maybe I Know" The Edison Museum, once a bustling factory, Today is but a darkened cobweb-covered hive of industry The tallest, widest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey … Behind a wooden door, the voice of Thomas Alva Recites a poem on a phonograph Ghosts float up the stairs like silent moving pictures The loyal phantoms of his in-house staff A wondrous place it is, there can be no doubt But no one ever goes in and no one ever goes out     -- They Might Be Giants, "The Edison Museum" Everyone else has had more sex than me Does anyone else get that feeling? Teenagers, naked, couple in threes Grandparents swing from the ceiling … Everyone else has had more sex than me Everyone else has had more sex than me … Corporate capers and office amour Shenanigans outdoor and in- Resist, and then later you find out there's more Regret in not doing the sin     -- Tism, "Everyone Has Had More Sex Than Me" Before you were born someone kicked in the door There's no place for you here, stay back where you belong Before you were born someone kicked in the door You are not wanted here, stay back where you belong ... God damn the people who left you in pain God damn the father without face, without name And God damn the lovers who never showed up And God damn the wounds that show deep a word can cut     -- Toad the Wet Sprocket, "Before You Were Born" Make up your mind, decide to walk with me Around the lake tonight, by my side I'm not gonna lie, I'll not be a gentleman Behind the boathouse, I'll show you my dark secret     -- The Toadies, "Possum Kingdom" In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight In the jungle the quiet jungle, the lion sleeps tonight … Near the village the peaceful village, the lion sleeps tonight Near the village the quiet village, the lion sleeps tonight … Hush my darling don't fear my darling, the lion sleeps tonight Hush my darling don't fear my darling, the lion sleeps tonight -- The Tokens, "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" It took so long to remember just what happened I was so young and vestal then, you know it hurt me, But I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive Even if signs seem to tell me otherwise I've got my hands bound, My head down, my eyes closed And my throat wide open. … Do unto others what has been done to you…     -- Tool, "Prison Sex" Got your hands bound, your head down Your eyes closed, you look so precious now … Show me something Thought I could make it end Thought I could wash the stains away Thought I could break the circle If I slipped right into your skin So sweet was your surrender We have become one I have become my terror And you my precious lamb and martyr     -- Tool, "Prison Sex" Something has to change, un-deniable dilemma Boredom's not a burden, anyone should bear … Constant over stimulation numbs me And I wouldn't have It any other way … It's not enough, I need more Nothing seems to satisfy I don't want it, I just need it To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive     -- Tool, "Stinkfist" Venomous voice, tempts me Drains me, bleeds me Leaves me cracked and empty Drags me down like some sweet gravity … The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again … And I feel this coming over like a storm again     -- Tool, "H." Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car. … It's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks … Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away Any fucking time, any fucking day Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay     -- Tool, "Ænema" Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away Any fucking time, any fucking day Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay … Some say a comet will fall from the sky Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves Followed by fault-lines that cannot sit still Followed by millions of dumbfounded dip-shits … Some say the end is near Some say we'll see armageddon soon I certainly hope we will 'cause I sure could use a vacation from this Silly shit, stupid shit...     -- Tool, "Ænema" I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. … I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them tumble down No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication     -- Tool, "Schism" Like a charging bull, it's a juggernaut With steam at full, never to be caught Incarnate power, roaring from the sky While others cower, rock ain't gonna die .. Now you can ride it high And you can light the way Lift up your hands in praise You can't stop rock 'n' roll You can't stop rock 'n' roll     -- Twisted Sister, "You Can't Stop Rock 'n' Roll" Welcome to the abandoned land Come on in child, take my hand Here there's no work or play, only one bill to pay There's just five words to say as you go down, down, down You're gonna burn in hell, oh, burn in hell     -- Twisted Sister, "Burn in Hell" You can't believe all the things I've done wrong in my life Without even trying, I've lived on the edge of a knife Well, I've played with fire, but I don't want to get myself burned To thine own self be true, so I think that it's time for a turn Before I burn in hell, oh, burn in hell … Take a good look in your heart, tell me what do you see It's black and it's dark, now is that how you want it to be? It's up to you, what you do will decide your own fate Make your choice now for tomorrow may be far too late And then you'll burn in hell     -- Twisted Sister, "Burn in Hell" We've got the right to choose and there ain't no way we'll lose it This is our life, this is our song We'll fight the powers that be just, don't pick our destiny 'Cause you don't know us, you don't belong … We're not gonna take it No, we ain't gonna take it We're not gonna take it anymore … Oh, you're so condescending, your gall is never ending We don't want nothin', not a thing, from you Your life is trite and jaded, boring and confiscated If that's your best, your best won't do     -- Twisted Sister, "We're Not Gonna Take It" Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so lean You're a walking wonder, you're a metal machine Look and you'll see, you're a lot like me     -- Twister Sister, "S.M.F." Are you feeling the fire, are you ready to explode? Are your dreams and desires riding down an open road? I'm like a runaway, a heart without a home Others can laugh and play I'll fight for every inch I take, I'm desperate to the bone     -- Twisted Sister, "Stay Hungry" Be the hunter and the hunted, keep your target in your sight Don't be side tracked or shunted, let pretenders feel your bite And if you start to slide, never show you're weak Don't feel you've got to hide Remember what you're fighting for, remember what you seek     -- Twisted Sister, "Stay Hungry" How long I have wanted this dream to come true And as it approaches, I can't believe I'm through I've tried, oh, how I've tried For a life, yes a life, I thought I knew … Oh, it's the price we gotta pay and all the games we gotta play Makes me wonder if it's worth it to carry on 'Cause it's a game we gotta lose, though it's a life we gotta choose And the price is our own life until it's done … Time seems to have frozen but the mind can be fooled As the days pass I discover, destiny just can't be ruled Hard times, oh, hard times For the prize, yes the prize, I thought I knew     -- Twisted Sister, "The Price" You won't hear a footstep, coming up on you Moving like a snake, he's in complete control This killer knows his business, he is the predator You are his only target, you're his only goal … What will you say, what will you do? Your wildest nightmare's coming true There is nothing you can say, no way to change He won't delay, this Cain will have his feat     -- Twisted Sister, "The Beast" The 28th day, she'll be bleeding again And in lupine ways, we'll alleviate the pain Unholy water, sanguine addiction Those silver bullets, a last blood benediction ... It's her moon time when there's iron in the air A rusted essence woman may I know you there Hey wolf moon, come cast your spell on me -- Type O Negative, "Wolf Moon" Little wolf skin boots and clove cigarettes An erotic funeral, for witch she's dressed Her perfume smells like burning leaves Everyday is Halloween     -- Type O Negative, "Black No. 1" Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn, impervious Severin, Severin awaits you there -- Velvet Underground, "Venus in Furs" Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and living on 9th street Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue And I stopped taking dope and I quit drinking whiskey And my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track … And he says he loves me, even though its not his baby And he says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son And he gave me a ring that was worn by his mother And he takes me out dancin' every Saturday night     -- Tom Waits, "Chrismas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis" Hey Charley for crissakes, do you want to know the truth of it? I don't have a husband, he don't play no trombone And I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer And Charley, hey I'll be eligible for parole come Valentine's Day     -- Tom Waits, "Chrismas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis" Romeo is bleeding, but nobody can tell And he sings along with the radio with a bullet in his chest And he combs back his fenders and they all agree it's clear That everything is cool now that Romeo's here But Romeo is bleeding and he winces now and then And he leans against the car door and feels the blood in his shoes     -- Tom Waits, "Romeo is Bleeding" Romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket And he climbs to the balcony at the movies And he'll die without a whimper Like every hero's dream Just like an angel with a bullet And Cagney on the screen     -- Tom Waits, "Romeo is Bleeding" You probably seen me sleeping out by the railroad tracks Go on and ask the Prince of Darkness What about all that smoke come from the stack Sometimes I kill myself a jackal, suck out all the blood Steal myself a station-wagon, drivin' through the mud … Whistlin' past the graveyard, stepping on a crack I'm a mean Mother Hubbard Papa One-Eyed Jack     -- Tom Waits, "Whistling Past the Graveyard" Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil Buckle down the rumble seat, let the radiator boil Got an overhead downshift, and a two dollar grill Got an 85 cabin, on an 85 hill Hang on St. Christopher on the passenger side Open it up tonight, the devil can ride … Hang on St. Christopher with a barrel house dog Kick me up Mt. Baldy, throw me out in the fog Tear a hole in the jack pot, drive a stake through his heart Do a 100 on the grapevine, do a jump on the start     -- Tom Waits, "Hang on St. Christopher" Rusted brandy in a diamond glass, everything is made from dreams Time is made from honey slow and sweet, only the fools know what it means temptation, temptation, temptation, oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist … I know that she is made of smoke, but I've lost my way She knows that I am broke, so that I must play temptation, temptation, temptation, oh, whoa, temptation, temptation, I can't resist … Dutch pink and Italian blue, she is waiting there for you My will has disappeared, now my confusions oh so clear temptation, temptation, temptation whoa, whoa, temptation, temptation, I can't resist     -- Tom Waits, "Temptation" The bats are in the belfry The dew is on the moor Where are the arms that held me And pledged her love before And pledged her love before … It's such a sad old feeling The fields are soft and green It's memories that I'm stealing But you're innocent when you dream     -- Tom Waits, "Innocent When You Dream" Rattle Big Black Bones in the danger zone There's a rumblin' groan down below There's a big dark town, it's a place I've found there's a world going on… underground … They're alive, they're awake while the rest of the world is asleep Below the mine shaft roads it will all unfold There's a world going on underground     -- Tom Waits, "Underground" Well with buck shot eyes and a purple heart, I rolled down the national stroll And with a big fat paycheck strapped to my hip sack And a shore leave wristwatch underneath my sleeve In a Hong Kong drizzle on Cuban heels I rowed down the gutter to the Blood Bank And I'd left all my papers on the Ticonderoga And was in a bad need of a shave And so I slopped at the corner on cold chow mein And shot billards with a midget until the rain stopped And I bought a long sleeved shirt with horses on the front And some gum and a lighter and a knife And a new deck of cards (with girls on the back) And I sat down and wrote a letter to my wife…     -- Tom Waits, "Shore Leave" The Rum pours strong and thin Beat out the dustman with the rain dogs Aboard a shipwreck train Give my umbrella to the rain dogs For I am a rain dog, too      -- Tom Waits, "Rain Dogs" Auntie Mame has gone insane, she lives in the doorway of an old hotel And the radio is playing opera, all she ever says is "go to hell!" Uncle Violet flew as a pilot, he said there ain't no pretty girls in France Now he runs a tidy little bookie joint, they say he never keeps it in his pants ... Uncle Bill will never leave a will, and the tumor is a big as an egg He has a mistress, she's Puerto Rican, and I heard she has a wooden leg Uncle Phil can't live without his pills, he has emphysema and he's almost blind And we must find out where the money is, get it now before he loses his mind     -- Tom Waits, "Cemetery Polka" And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear One for every year he's been away she said Such a crumbling beauty, but there's nothing wrong with her that a $100 won't fix She has razor sadness, that only gets worse with the clang and thunder of the Union Pacific going by As the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet, 'till you're full of rag water and bitters And you'll spill out over the side to anyone who'll listen     --Tom Waits, "9th and Hennepin" Smelling like a brewery, looking like a tramp, I ain't got a quarter, got a postage stamp Been five o'clock shadow boxing all around the town, Talking with the old man, sleeping on the ground Bazanti bootin' al zootin' al hoot and Al Cohn, sharing this apartment with a telephone pole And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel shoes, strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues And the porno floor show, live nude girls, dreamy and creamy and brunette curls Chesty Morgan and Watermelon Rose, raise my rent and take off all your clothes     -- Tom Waits, "Pasties and a G-String" Grandma is a rhino, my brother is a dog I can tell it's animal day, 'cause my best friend just turned into a frog … Bobby is a monkey, my girlfriend is a horse But I'm not turning into anything, I never caused animal wars … Uh oh, growing hair on my hands, I better run for the mirror I'm an animal, it's animal day     -- Wall of Voodoo, "Animal Day" Now the animals have cars, they're starting to run us over Notches on the steering wheel, my pet is calling me Rover … Deer are hunting for humans, seals keep crushing our heads Animals betting on us at the track, animals in my bed It's animal day…     -- Wall of Voodoo, "Animal Day" I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand He was walkin' through the streets of Soho in the rain He was lookin' for a place called Li Ho Fook's Wanna get a big dish of beef chow mien Ow ooh - werewolves of London, Ow ooh Ow ooh - werewolves of London, Ow ooh ... You hear him howlin' round your kitchen door, you better not let him in A little old lady got mutilated late last night, werewolves of London again Ow ooh - werewolves of London, Ow ooh Ow ooh - werewolves of London, Ow ooh     -- Warren Zevon, "Werewolves of London" McDonalds is the place to rock, it is a restaurant where they buy food to eat It is a good place to listen to the music, people flock here to get down to the rock music … Rock and Roll McDonalds, Rock and Roll McDonalds … McDonalds will make you fat, they serve Big Macs They serve Quarter-Pounders, they will put pounds on you … Rock and Roll McDonalds, Rock and Roll McDonalds … McDonalds hamburgers are the worst, they are worse than Burger King A Big Mac has 26 grams of fat, a Quarter-Pounder has 28 grams of fat … Rock and Roll McDonalds, Rock and Roll McDonalds     -- Wesley Willis, "Rock and Roll McDonalds" I wanna live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life With a cinnamon girl … A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight My cinnamon girl     -- Neil Young, "Cinnamon Girl" I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool     -- Neil Young, "Rockin' in a Free World"