1. FRANK SINATRA We know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations A faintly glimmering radio station While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather" The flies and spiders get along together Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record Beyond the suns that guard this roost Beyond your flowers of flaming truth Beyond your latest ad campaigns An old man sits collecting stamps In a room all filled with Chinese lamps He saves what others throw away He says that he'll be rich someday We know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations A faintly glimmering radio station We know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations A faintly glimmering radio station While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy Weather" The flies and spiders get along together Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 2. THE DISTANCE Reluctantly crouched at the starting line Engines pumping and thumping in time The green light flashes, the flags go up Churning and burning they yearn for the cup They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank Fuels burning fast on an empty tank Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns Their prowess is Potent and secretly stern As they speed through the finish, the flags go down The fans get up and they get out of town The arena is empty except for one man Still driving and striving as fast as he can The sun has gone down and the moon has come up Not long ago somebody left with the cup But he's driving and striving an hugging the turns And thinking of someone for who he still burns He's going the distance He's going for speed She's all alone, all alone, all alone in a time of need Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse He's going the distance No trophies, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no lime He's haunted by something he cannot define Bowel shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse Assail him and bail him with monster truck force In his mind he's still driving, still making the grade She's hoping in time that her memories will fade 'Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse The sun has gone down and the moon has come up Not long ago somebody left with the cup But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns And thinking of someone for who he still burns 'Cause he's going the distance, He's going for speed She's all alone All alone All alone In a time of need Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse He's racing and pacing and plotting the course He's fighting and biting and ridding on his horse He's going the distance He's going for speed He's going the distance 3. FRIEND IS A FOUR LETTER WORD To me, Coming from you, Friend is a four letter word End is the only part of the word That I heard, Call me morbid or absurd, But To me, Coming from you, Friend is a four letter word To me, Coming from you, Friend is a four letter word End is the only part of the word That I heard, Call me morbid or absurd, But To me, Coming from you, Friend is a four letter word When I go fishing for the words I am wishing you would say to me, I am really only praying that The words you'll soon be saying Might betray The way you feel about me But to me, Coming from you, Friend is a four letter word 4. OPEN BOOK She's writing, she's writing, she's writing a novel She's writing, she's weaving, conceiving a plot It quickens, it thickens, you can't put it down now It takes you, it shakes you, it makes you lose your thought But you're caught in your own glory You are believing your own stories Writing your own headlines Ignoring your own deadlines But now you've gotta' write them all again. You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you Do you Do you You want her, confront her, just open your window Unbolt it, unlock it, unfasten your latch You want it, confront it, just open your window All you really have to do is ask But you're caught in your own glory You are believing your own stories Timing your contractions Inventing small contraptions That'll roll across your parlor's hardwood floors You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you Do you Do you You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you Do you Do you Do you 5. DARIA When you tried to kiss me I only bit your tongue When you tried to get me together I only came undone When you tried to tell me The one for me was you I was in your mattress Back in 1982 Daria I won't be soothed Daria (yeah) I won't be soothed over, Like smoothed over, Like milk, silk, a bedspread, or a quilt Icing on a cake Or a serene translucent lake Daria Daria Daria I won't be soothed I won't be soothed When you tried to tell me Of all the love you had I was cleaning oil from beaches Seeing only what was bad When you tried to feed me I only shut my mouth Food got on your apron And you told me to get out Daria I won't be soothed Daria (yeah) I won't be soothed over, Like smoothed over, Like milk, silk, a bedspread, or a quilt Icing on a cake Or a serene translucent lake Daria Daria Daria Daria Daria Daria Daria I won't be soothed I won't be soothed 6. RACE CAR YA-YAS The land of race car ya-yas The land where you can't change lanes The land where large fuzzy dice Still hang proudly like testicles From rear view mirrors The land of race car ya-yas The land where you can't change lanes The land where large fuzzy dice Still hang proudly like testicles From rear view mirrors The land of race car ya-yas Ya-yas Aw Naw The land of race car ya-yas The land of race car ya-yas Race car ya-yas 7. I WILL SURVIVE At first I was afraid I was petrified I kept thinking I could never live without you By my side But then I spent so many nights Just thinking how you've done me wrong I grew strong I learned how to get along And so you're back From outer space I just walked in to find you Here without that look upon your face I should have changed my fuckin' lock I would have made you leave your key If I had had know for just one second You'd be back to bother me Well now go, Walk out the door Just turn around Now, you're not welcome anymore Weren't you the one Who tried to break me with desire? Did you think I'd crumple? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh not I, I will survive Yeah As Long as I know how to love, I know I'll be alive I've got all my life to live I've got all my love to give I will survive, I will survive Yeah, yeah It took all the strength I had Just not to fall apart I'm trying hard to mend the pieces Of my broken heart And I spent oh so many nights Just feeling sorry for myself I used to cry, But now I hold my head up high And you see me With somebody new I'm not that stupid little person Still in love with you And so you thought you'd just drop by And you expect me to be free But now I'm saving all my lovin' For someone whose lovin' me Well now go, Walk out the door Just turn around Now, you're not welcome anymore Weren't you the one Who tried to break me with desire? Did you think I'd crumple? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh not I, I will survive Yeah As long as I know how to love, I know I'll be alive I've got all my life to live I've got all my love to give I will survive, I will survive Yeah, yeah Oh no 8. STICKSHIFTS AND SAFETYBELTS Stick shifts and safety belts Bucket seats have all got to go When I'm driving in my car It makes my baby seem so far I need you here with me Not way over in a bucket seat I need you to be here with me not way over in a bucket seat But when we driving in my Malibu It's easy to get right next to you I say "Baby, scoot over please" And then she's right there next to me I need you here with me Not way over in a bucket seat I need you to be here with me Not way over in a bucket seat Well a lot of good cars are Japanese But when we're driving far I need my baby, I need my baby next to me Ah..well Stick shifts and safety belts Bucket seats have all got to go When I'm driving in my car It makes my baby seem so far I need you here with me Not way over in a bucket seat I need you to be here with me Not way over in a bucket seat 9. PERHAPS, PERHAPS, PERHAPS You won't admit you love me And so How am I ever To know You only tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps A million times I ask you And then I ask you over Again You only answer Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps If you can't make your mind up We'll never get started And I don't wanna' wind up Being parted, broken hearted So if you really love me Say yes But if you don't, dear, Confess And please don't tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps If you can't make your mind up We'll never get started And I don't wanna' wind up Being parted, broken hearted So if you really love me Say yes But if you don't, dear, Confess And please don't tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps 10. IT'S COMING DOWN It's coming down It's coming down It's raining outside You've nowhere to hide She's asking you why you think it's funny It's coming down It's coming down She's leaving your house She had to get out She's mad and she'll take her mattress with her It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down You lie on the floor She's slamming your door She's gone and she's wearing your red sweater It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down Aw no It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down 11. NUGGET Ok Alright Uh-huh This one This one This one Heads of state who ride and wrangle Who look at your face from more than one angle Can cut you from their bloated budgets Like sharpening knives through Chicken McNuggets... Now, Heads of state who ride and wrangle Who look at your face from more than one angle Can cut you from their bloated budgets Like sharpening knives through Chicken McNuggets... SHUT THE FUCK UP!! NOW, SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Right, right learn to buck up Right, shut the fuck up, HEY Now, now, learn to buck up Ah Alright Oh yeah Ah Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers Will eat your children and steel your thunder While heavy torsos that heave and hurl Will crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers Will eat your children and steel your thunder While heavy torsos that heave and hurl Will crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Now, SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Right now learn to buck up Right, shut the fuck up, heeeey hoooo Ya, ya, ya, learn to buck up Now simple feet that flicker like fire And burn like candles in smoky spires Do more to turn my joy to sadness Than somber thoughts of burning planets Now clever feet that flicker like fire And burn like candles in smoky spires Do more to turn my joy to sadness Than somber thoughts of burning planets Alright Ok I don't wanna I don't wanna hear it That's right Oh no ok I don't wanna I don't wanna Hey whoa I don't wanna I don't wanna 12. SHE'LL COME BACK TO ME Last night I said to her I didn't want to live inside a lie If she wants him more than she wants me Let this be She'll come back to me She'll come back to me She'll come back All day I wait and wait To hear her footsteps on my walkway She never came She never even called She'll come back to me She'll come back to me She'll come back Somehow I know it won't last Somehow I know it won't last too long She'll come back to me She'll come back to me She'll come back 13. ITALIAN LEATHER SOFA She doesn't care whether or not he's an island She doesn't care just as long as his ship's coming in She doesn't care whether or not he's an island They laugh, they make money He's got a gold watch She's got a silk dress and healthy breasts that bounce on his Italian leather sofa. She doesn't care whether or not he's a good man She doesn't care just as long as she still has her friends She doesn't care whether or not he's an island they laugh, they make money He's got a gold watch She's got a silk dress and healthy breasts That bounce on his Italian leather sofa She's got a serrated edge that she moves back and forth It's such a simple machine she doesn't have to use force When she gets what she wants, she puts the rest on a tray in a ziplock bag [REPEAT] ...in the freezer She doesn't care whether or not he's an island She doesn't care just as long as his ship's coming in She doesn't care whether or not he's an island They laugh, they make money He's got a gold watch She's got a silk dress and healthy breasts that bounce on his Italian leather sofa. 14. SAD SONGS AND WALTZES I'm writing a song all about you A true song, as real as my tears But you've no need to fear it 'Cause no one will hear it Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year I'll tell all about how you cheated I'd like for the whole world to hear I'd like to get even With you, 'cause you're leavin' But sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year It's a good thing that I'm not a star You don't know how lucky you are Though my record may say it No one will play it Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year It's a good thing that I'm not a star You don't know how lucky you are Though my record may say it No one will play it Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year
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