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Originally posted by frankie big face:
yeah, they're also posted earlier in this thread, Hoblit.

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ooops...totally sorry....deleted the extra post...how embarassing....geez...how many shades of red....

:-)

Hoblit

"..she suddenly came with a burst of singing, and it was like for a moment, O my brothers, some great bird had flown into the milkbar and I felt all the malenky little hairs on my plott standing endwise, and the shivers crawling up like slow malenky lizards and then down again. Because I knew what she sang."

sidewalk safari

a little stroll
Chesterton's role
anarchy, splendid in
green and gold.

sidewalk safari
birds of our own
pick out a few
and take them home

Oscar Wildes exotic blooms
too beautiful to waste
velvet smoke, cinnamon stole
come, lets have a taste..

sidewalk safari
birds of our own
pick out a few
and take them home

love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

man talks shit about a tiny room but he calls every inch his own
says it needs a change of appearance before he can call it his home
works all day just to fill his walls with things he never had before
'till he needs a bigger room just so he can hold a little bit more

Tiny room with four walls and no window.
A white room of one's own.
Tiny room with four walls and no window.
My own private home.

Here is where I do all of my writing.
Undisturbed by the street.
Here is where I find inspiration.
The pain never felt so sweet.

I have the only key to the deadbolt
so no one can intrude
when I'm in here having my private time.
I've never felt so good.

I never knew the pain could ever feel so blissful.

Sorry to spam this thread without lyrics.

. . ..orange donkey sprinkles.. . .

I'll set you aside away from the daylight
I wish you everything you could want
I know everything will be fine
as long as you
stay here in your
tiny room
and shut your eyelids
and cover your ears
and stay right here..

nowhere in the world

little boys and girls that can exist infinitely just sounds like jive from 65 trippin epiphany I mean sure you've got endless quantum states that express our time and space but seriously believe they co-exist all close up face to face "everybodys smilin sunshine day!" infinite expression that is shared and not perceived like tiny rooms in the cheap motel with endless vacancy lacks an elegance of the pessimist I'd love to hear him shout about the several behaviors of the particles we favor dubbed existence itself

I mean that countless acts of violence compassion and of joy are perpetrated offered celebrated and all the real mccoys constants reaffecting now the pictures getting clearer - fingerpainting with the unit is a mental stoma in thee ear

nowhere in the world we live in
this world and the
next [x10]

its to say that we exist and do digest some call it 'consciousness' but we fracture every moment into zillions of components happily share perceptive bliss we create our own space with the simple human grace but in hyper-overdrive meaning cause its me that Im sayin is the man that is proclaimin that its a cosmic suicide

Lunchboxface is the name under which I terminate
French poodle MC's, sportin' the frizzed out perms I hate

Hey who you callin frizzed out, face, this is problem
If rhymes were broken shoes, then I'd have to bust a move and cobble 'em
Just in case you all can't hear, I'm gonna give yo ass a heads up,
Lunchboxface has got less flow than Heinz 57 ketchup

No way, bro, I got more flow than Grey Poupon
When I bake my scrumptious rhymes, bitches yell "soup's on"
As for you, the rumor's true the blandness of your lyrical stew
quickly drives away the ladies just like Pepe Le Peu

Who you callin' a skunk, punk I smell like perfume
Well there ain't no other MCs in this tiny little room

JUST TWO MCS IN A TINY ROOM
DISSIN' ON EACH OTHER WITH THE RHYMES OF DOOM
BEATS AND LYRICS IN FULL BLOOM
TWO MCS IN THE ROOM

My rhymes are fresh and tasty like an Oreo McFlurry
Give free samples of my style and the ladies line up in a hurry
Face just can't understand 'cause his lunchbox's small dimensions
Couldn't possibly contain all of my succulent inventions

I must contest your verbal condemnation
I flow like diarrhea and you're stuck like constipation
My rhymes can heal the sick, and my vocab is most holy
I'm a can of bug-be-gone and you're a roly-poly

Well, I don't understand your grandiose delusion
From here it seems your rhymes just sound like lyrical pollution
You're just a nasty cockroach, so for everyone's health
Man, just take your can of bug-be-gone and spray it on yourself

JUST TWO MCS IN A TINY ROOM
DISSIN' ON EACH OTHER WITH THE RHYMES OF DOOM
BEATS AND LYRICS IN FULL BLOOM
TWO MCS IN THE ROOM

Well, I must admit Problem, your rhymes are quite delightful
The line about Heinz 57 really was insightful
Well, I never would have thought of rhyming with a cartoon
hey man, how'd you ever think of using Pepe Le Peu

I must agree with what you say, that was my lyrical heyday
But the idea of a rhyming fight was stupid anyway
So what about the part where you compared me to a poodle?
Yeah, even that the whole kit and kaboodle

TERROR ENSUES

TWO MCS IN A TINY ROOM
NEVER GETTING OUT, GONNA BE THEIR TOMB
BEATS AND LYRICS SPELLED THEIR DOOM
TWO MCS IN THE ROOM

[This message has been edited by lunchboxface (edited 08-02-2001).]

Your bags are packed, I guess you're really leaving
And when you're gone I'll have to do some packin', too
'Cause everything I see makes me remember
The heartache and the pain I've shared with you

Chorus:

I wanted to show you sunshine, but I only brought you gloom
There were some times of gladness, but they ended all too soon
I don't know where I'll keep all our bad memories
But the good times will only fill a tiny room

I thought I'd make you happy, but I couldn't
Things just never worked out like we thought they should
We thought we loved each other, but we didn't
And I finally realized we never would

(repeat chorus)

Boom! Boom!
OOOOOOOH!
AAAAAAh!
OOOOOOOH!
Boom!

Ow!

Dude, what did you do to yourself?
I blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
You blew your fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker?
Yeah I blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
Ack, it stings!
Oh man, that sucks.
Somebody get the bactine!
Gross!

I Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
He blew his fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
I blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
Yeah!

Look at all the blood!
I'm starting to feel faint...
Anybody got a spoon?
Yo, bleed over there, off the rug.
Unh.... *thud*

I Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker
Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
I Blew my fucking hand off
Yeah I blew my fucking hand off
Oh I blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
Blew my
Blew my
Blew Blew Blew Blew
Blew my blew my blew my blew my
Blewblewblewblewblewblewblewblew
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBb
Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!

Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
*old man voice* What's that you say, sonny? You wanna drill for oil but you can't get in her knickers?
No! I blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
Cattle knacker?
Firecracker!
Fire slackers?
AAAAAAGH!
I blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
Oooooh, why didn't you say so? I've got a nice Black & Decker over here...

Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
*musical* Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
*with harmony* Blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker!
I blew my fucking hand off with a
Fuuuucking
Fiiiire
CRACKERRRRR! *big opera harmony*

*sharp inhalation* John, why do you have to say that word?
Hey, I have no HAND. Maybe YOU can lose a hand and be nice about it...
Oh, please.
C'mon Mom, it's funny.
It's not funny. It's just dirty.
It's funny mom, to everybody but you. I think.
I don't care. I want you to erase that tape, right now.
OK ok, but you're asking me to delete genius here...
Do it.
*sigh*
*mumbled* blew my fucking hand off with a fucking firecracker...
WHAT was that?
Nothing, nothing!

There's a girl who lives across the stair
she burns her matches one by one
a little slower every day
and it makes me sick to hear her say she's having

fun
all day on the telephone
pretending she's not dying alone
every day

In the dirty window of a fast moving bus
a skinny man is biting his nails
and you're never gonna know his name
until he doesn't go to pick up his

mail
and they find him lying there
face down on the ground
not a sound

oohh...
I've got a fist full of firecrackers and a jar full of gasoline
I've got a fist full of firecrackers and a jar full of gasoline
I've got a mouth full of firecrackers and a jar full of gasoline
oohh...

there's a dangerous man on the streets at night
drinks his wine with the screw top lid
he knows all the answers but he doesn't care
because he's got nothing to answer them

with
and he'll live a hundred years
if he lives a day
either way

there's a mother of three with an SUV
takes her pills by the bathroom light
dreams of days that are dead today
it can't be wrong if it feels so

right
and there's no reason why not
to give in while you can
and she can

you said "wait" i didn't listen
stepped ahead almost didn't
turn around jaw dropped
when i saw you lying
heart thumped out of chest
"stop joking" i said
stepped ahead almost didn't turn around

firecracker red
your face when you stopped
paused in that moment
then time popped

exploded
please breathe
don't leave me behind

you and i are firecrackers
connected by a fuse
but i promise not to set you off
before you cut me loose

Sitting here in county jail
Our hearts are broken and we can't pay the bail
I don't see what's so wrong about playing with firecrackers

Okay, so the she's blind now
The man's deaf, and the kid has no leg
The dog is paralyzed and the bird is no more
And we're...

Lying here in the jail to think
About what we've done, and we can't even drink
All we did was mess around with firecrackers

"Is it Cold?" - Drop Dead Average

It's become too clear that "what gets you there"'s all you'll ever know.
Feeling less and less like the mess you left's proof of what you owe.

Has your blood been slowed?
It's own nature prone to hampering the flow.
Is it cold?

Arms out waiting there for me
I close my eyes and fall back.
Hear your voice as it rushes by,
catch your eye on impact.

A shattered trace of all that space can hold.
Is it cold...

...enough that bones betray
the brittle, crackling way
you say the things you say?

You wrote me a letter,
asked if things were better.
Asked me, "Is it cold?"

The sun hasn't shone for days,
and I can't see out the window glazed with ice.
Yes, it's cold.

CHORUS:
Hanover's killing me.
I can feel it sap my warmth.
So far away from you,
so far away from home.

Reach out a hand
and lift me from the cold snow.
I need you here to talk to.
Without you, I'm zero.

Short days far away from home.
My future's looking bleak and cold.
Is it cold? I believe so.

Winters laced with ice and snow.
Such a change from New Mexico.
Is it cold? I believe so.

CHORUS.

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XenonLight

Do you want me or is it cold out?
Put a bra on, or you'll poke an eye out.
If your cold, I will warm you
If you want me, let me take you home

Please don't take it the wrong way
I know it wasn't cool to say
My mouth opened and out it came
I hope you'll want me just the same

Oh please let me buy you a beer
You don't drink? Why are you here?
Too see the band? Oh, now I see.
Would it help if the singer is me?

Is it cold?
Or are you happy to see me?
Is it cold
Or is it just me

Is it cold?
Doesn't that hurt?
Is it cold?
I can see your nipples through your shirt

Oh now you want me, I see how you are
Any old singer in any old bar
That makes you a groupie, understand?
Damn I'm glad I'm in a band!

Is it cold?
Or are you happy to see me?
Is it cold
Or is it just me

Is it cold?
Doesn't that hurt?
Is it cold?
I can see your nipples through your shirt

is it cold? is it hard?
is it made of stone or a deck of cards?
'cause i know as sure as one can know
it won't mean a thing if you go
what good is a heart that won't beat?

try to see things from my position
every star wasn't meant for wishing
is it cold in here or am i just missing you?

is it dead? is it still?
is it six feet under the daffodils?
'cause i see exactly what you see
the space where my heart used to be
it has been filled with concrete

there's no treatment for my condition
every sea wasn't meant for fishing
is it cold in here or am i just missing you?

remember the days spent in each other's eyes
we wasted our nights singing lullabies
but the heart is a muscle
it needs exercise
and that's no lie (this line sucks--from now on it will be "or it atrophies")

try to see things from my position
every star wasn't meant for wishing
is it cold in here or am i just missing you?

what good is a heart that won't beat?

Look around you'll see peas, brocoli, grade A meats
Fatty foods, frozen pizzas, corndogs, and a frozen feesh
We got lots of Otter Pops and a cheese log, we think its tops
And a bra....(whats a bra doing in here)

first person:
Is it cold in here
or is it me
Is it cold in here
or is it me
I'm getting colder by the minute
Where am I

Vizzini: "Ahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha, ahah ha ha ha ha ha ha, aha aha ha-- *thump*"

It is a giant hyper-link! Is it magic, or is it the inter-net? (tm)

On the downtown streets of London
a battle's taking place
a battle of technology
and privicy of face

the government is watching you
they see your every move
with a mesh of video cameras
when or where you can not choose

they claim that it cuts down
on the problem of urban crime
they capture every face
every moment caught in time

[bridge]
you unknowingly pass them by
as they secretly catch your eye
all of london's in a craze
video nights make…
video daze

[chorus]
video night
video night...
everywhere you turn they're watching
video night...
everywhere you go they're recording
video night...
in the shadows and the lights
video night....
Give up your rights
[end chorus]

in a secret room in downtown
there's a super computer spy
it scans all the faces
of the people walking by

they're searching for the criminals
they are watching for the crime
but what they have a problem with
is they're watching all the time

As the camera catches the face
of everybody walking by
it compares it to the database
of all the criminals they can't find

they say that crime is down
it's become a safer town
people say it's piracy
an invasion of their privacy

[bridge]
[chorus]

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Caution: Broken Class

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CHORUS:
I waited all night, I waited all night for you
Been stuck here watching video tapes trying to forget mistakes we've made.
Tomorrow you leave for a thousand miles away--can't follow through on what you say you'll do?
Just a lonely night at home, a lonely night at home again.

Here I sit in front of my TV
Trying not to think about you leaving
me and my heart in pieces
and all the things you said you'd do
they never were completed
and you never made the effort
to finish what you started
to bring closure to this heartache.

now i lie here devestated waiting for a phone that'll never ring.

CHORUS

here i sit in front of my TV
watching "Dark City" once again
i never got to see the ending
i was waiting here for you
but i never made an effort
you said i'd never feel the loss
you never knew how much i loved you
you say I thought i was above this.

how can you say i thought i was above you?

CHORUS

maybe one day i'll wake up
and know this was my fault
too scared to take a risk
and open up my heart to you
the more distance that i have
the more pain i will feel
i have to sever and hate
it's time to peel away this blistered skin

CHORUS

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hey sparks, why didn't you sample the best line fron Army of Darkness? "Gimmie some sugar, baby."

btw, your song rules.

Went to the store for a video
my membership card in my hand
maybe something with Margot Kidder though
I haven't seen her too much since Superman
how about that one Brando flick I missed
the one with Matthew Broderick in it too
I remember someone mentioning it sucked
wonder if they've got Hot Shots Part Deux

this summer...
in a world torn apart by forces they couldn't understand
one man faced a love that knew no bounds:
there's a new partner on the force, and he's got four legs!

Harry Dean Stanton
Julia Sweeny
and Micha Baldwin, Jr.

from the director of Snore Wagon and Terminal Dearth
comes a story about a little boy and the magic hat that made him special.
this summer, only on video

(stereo here)

Steve McQueen
Errol Flynn
Charlie Sheen
Who needs friends?

On my own
All alone
No one home
Looks like a video night

All alone
On my own
No one home
Looks like a video night

Well, just 'cause I'm not cool
That doesn't make me mad
I'll just watch all of Labyrinth
Because Bowie's rad
Next up it's Chasing Amy, after that it's Jaws
Please, until the credits end, withhold your applause.

Welcome to the video section
of your seven-eleven store.
Other places have new releases,
But we've got something more-
Movies from the good times
When rock 'n roll was king.
Makes you get up dancing,
Makes you want to sing.

If you want a time that's out of sight
Have yourself an Elvis video night
For a video night- that's right.

It all looks so familiar,
Yeah from back when I was young.
You'll know each song as it comes along,
And how it should be sung.
The acting's pretty wooden
And the plots are pretty thin.
But if you watch the first five minutes
You know I'll get you in.

If you want a time that's out of sight
Have yourself an Elvis video night
For a video night- that's right.

Well if your baby leaves you
And you feel like it's a crime
Rent me out on weekly hire
We'll have a real good time.
You know I'll make you happy
Even if it's just one day
Cos you can bet when you take me out that
I'll chase those blues away.

If you want a time that's out of sight
Have yourself an Elvis video night
For a video night- that's right.

I know what you're gonna say
Today just must not be my day
I get your point already
Alright alright

Things aren't always gonna go my way
But tomorrow is just another day
You're not helping me to feel very steady, though
Alright alright

I get your point already
No need to fight
I'm just not feelin' so steady
Alright alright

Please don't try to cheer me up
Yes I know I have enough coffee in my cup
I get your point already
Alright alright

Your voice is getting me twisted up
If you don't stop talking I am hanging up
Your cheerfulness isn't making me feel any more
Alright alright

Don't you even try
To think that I
Just need to have it pointed out that
It'll be alright

Metaphorically I
I just wanna die
Or at least have the world go away until
I am alright

I know what you're gonna say
Today just must not be my day
I get your point already
Alright alright

I don't want to get up today
I just want to stay in bed
My feet feel like they're made out of clay
My head wishes I were dead

I want to sleep in, OK?
Just let me lie here half asleep
I think I drank too much Tanqueray
And my whole body feels like I'm six feet deep

But alright alright,
I've gotta make make me some money
You're right, you're right,
Ramen doesn't grow on trees
But it might it might
If you'll let me go see
Where ramen noodles grow in my dreams....

A minute more is all I'm asking
Just one push of the snooze bar please
Shut the dog up and dial up the morgue
While I'm catchin' me some Z's.

I said what? No way man and she still let me live?
I did that? My God, I'll never live that night down!
I'm dead meat, there's no way she'll ever forgive
Give me that bottle and let my sorrows drown

Oh alright alright,
I've gotta make me some money
You're right, you're right,
Bribes don't grow on trees
But they might they might
If you'll let me go see
Where Blackmail grows in my dreams....

I'm a man with a plan
and I'm shooting cocaine
into bushes into trees
right into their veins

It goes into their roots
it goes into the ground
it goes into the water
where it'll never be found

Alright, alright do you know who I am?
Alright, alright why do you give a damn?

You don't know where I'm going
and you don't know where I've been
All that you know is that I'm not your friend

No one can see me
now you don't need proof
Is that me behind you
in that telephone booth

Alright, alright do you know who I am?
Alright, alright why do you give a damn?

I'm just a guy but I get around
but I am not your brother
and I will not be found

I put stuff in the fishies
and I put stuff in the trees
and the only thing you know is
that you cannot see me

Chupacabra at the opera, chupacabra at the opera!
Who brought a goat here?
Who brought a goat here for the chupacabra to suck between the acts?

Alright, alright, alright already, my words are senseless,
but as I speckle your tureen with aubergine I find your ears defenseless.
And I'm expenseless, got my carabiners here for free and I'm flying though the air.
Give all the children such a fright, a scare.
I tear a little piece of cheese right off the wheel,
tossing carefully to each trained seal his allotment.
When I, what I, what I got went down so smooth with milk.
Some people call silk satin, still others call velour hard steel.
And should you offer for repeal a single statute requiring you to sing on key,
then you can take that up with Gov. Me, and my Lt. Gov. Foot-In-Your-Ass.
You can meet us both underneath the overpass.

how to get ahead in life:

don't ask questions. don't answer questions. wear your seatbelt. watch TV. eat what the FDA tells you to. drink with the right people. let go of the real world. don't do drugs. go to the right schools. get into a good college. join a fraternity. make connections. major in business. get drunk on the weekends. sleep through class. fuck girls. make them believe that you care. break their heart the morning after. be tall, preferrably over six feet. work out. build muscle mass. play sports (preferrably football). go to a good law school. cheat on your exams. don't get caught. hone your speaking skills. acquire a family -- two kids and a wife with tits works best. get a tract in the suburbs. host thanksgiving dinner. network with people. act like you care. listen to what they have to say. dismiss their opinions as inferior to yours. read The New Yorker. borrow its opinions on literature. acquire instant eriudition. read the New York Times. borrow its opinions on politics. acquire a circle of friends who feels for the plight of the less fortunate while eating fine cheese and drinking wine. go into politics. whore yourself for campaign contributions. attend fundraising dinners. charge one thousand dollars for access to the meal. buy TV airtime. tell people what to think. shake hands. acquire a winning smile. look good on stage. get your name in the paper. make sure you are recognized. get elected. increase taxes. start more social programs. ignore their results. always claim victory. blackmail your opponents. blackmail your allies. protect your interests only. use your power for your own furtherment. speak in sound bites. never lie. never tell the absolute truth. evade questions. provide non-committal answers. hold press conferences. don't hide. get your face on TV. run for higher office. acquire more power. use it to further your own career. retire eventually. live out your days in Florida. die gracefully -- get cancer or have a heart attack. don't die of syphillis or cirrohsis of the liver. follow these simple steps, and your life should be all right, all right?

allright allright you know we've been here before
you've got me hung by the balls
this is your moment of glory

you know damned well if you let me go
you'll have to start anew
but it'll always be the same old story

why can't we be like bonnie and clyde
why can't there be something else to keep us distracted
why must you be so damn difficult all the time
why must I be the one who a lways has to say allright
allright

all night I've been lying here
starin' at the ceiling from the floor
pondering the nature of human affection

logic insists that there
must be something more
but I'm none the wiser after all my reflection

why can't we be more like sonny and cher
no wait a minute, maybe that's a bad example
but why must I be so damned indifferent all the time
why must I be the one who always has to say allright
allright

[bridge/solo]

all my life I've been working
to reach new hights of apathy
complacency

ignore the problem just maybe it'll go away
but not today

why can't we be more like dharma and greg
yeah I hate the show too but I love the laughtrack
it reminds me what it's like to be everybody else
I don't know what it means
if anything means anything at all

---

blablabla

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT by BROKEN CLASS

JUST ANOTHER FIGHT
IT DOESN'T MAKE IT RIGHT

WHAT'S IT ALL ABOUT
THERE'S NO NEED TO SHOUT

JUST LIKE THE ONES BEFORE
DON'T WALK OUT THAT DOOR

[BRIDGE]
I'VE BEEN ACTING LIKE A JERK LATELY
I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT YOU BABY
BUT OH

[CHORUS]
ALRIGHT
ALRIGHT
I DON'T MEAN TO TREAT YOU THAT WAY

ALRIGHT
ALRIGHT
I DON'T MEAN THE THINGS I SAY

ALRIGHT
ALRIGHT
CAN WE FORGET THIS DAY
…AND MOVE ON?
[END CHORUS]

WE FIGHT ABOUT STUPID THINGS
WE SUFFER FROM THE PAIN IT BRINGS

NOTHING WILL CHANGE HOW I FEEL
MY LOVE FOR YOU IS OH SO REAL

SO LET'S FORGIVE AND LET'S FORGET
I HAVEN'T HAD ENOUGH OF YOU YET

[BRIDGE 2]
WE ALWAYS MAKE UP AND MOVE ON
AND GET RID OF THE BAD EMOTION
OH

[CHORUS]
[CHORUS]

quote:

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Originally posted by sparks:
But above all wear your sunscreen.

And kiss with saliva.

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still kisses with saliva, still cries at a good film.

calm, fitter, healthier and more productive: a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

it used to be the sun shined up and down this river all day long
now it gets dark around two
I remember 1,350 years ago
tallest thing in sight, the wild orchards in bloom
then the people they came
and the people they built
mountains were not so jagged
as the things that they raised
and the boxes they filled
and the waters run ragged
supernatural winds at intersections
no you can't see the stars or their reflections
only lit up empty skyrise after skyrise in the skyline

skyline, blocking the light out

it used to be the moonlight made this valley into silver
and the river was mercury
now the glow of the streetlamps, iron, steel, concrete, glass
I know it's painted in gray for me
and the people are born
and the people remain
so the boxes get higher
hold the sky in their form
wipe it out with their name
at the tip of each spire
supernatural winds at intersections
no you can't see the stars or their reflections
only lit up empty skyrise after skyrise in the skyline

little man in the snow globe
little man in the snow globe with an ice cream cone
little man in the snow globe
little man can't touch his own toes

the funny thing about snow globes
is that they're bigger inside than out dontcha know now
it's like the police phone booth
on that show with the guy with the funky hair
or the one who looked a lot like moe
from the three stooges, he had funky hair too
also larry, but curly he had no hair at all
wubwubwub

little man in the snow globe
little man in the snow globe with a scarf
little man in the snow globe
little man in the snow globe with
afro-hair
white man with afro hair
afro hair and a scarf

would you like a jelly baby?

Falling heavy weather, got no place to hide,
Falling heavy weather, I got no place to hide,
Broken hearted cause I, know she has gone away
Falling heavy weather, no place I want to stay
Frozen window panes and frozen whiskey bottles,
Gravel in my hand hand from paths I wouldn't follow,
Tired winter man can't see past the first spring
I just want to freeze up and be no ones anything
Gritty city made your feet feel like lead,
Falling heavy weather broke my heart instead.

Sat on the street I'm wishin', wishin' I could make a change
Sat on the street I'm wishin', wishin' I could make a change
Shake the world up so I can get my heart returned
Sat on the street, but it's no korean cheap snow globe
I can imagine a girl sitting down with me,
But that's just thinking, it don't hold me when I sleep,
Lonely people kick at leaves, buried under snow,
Wish the devil would take my soul, what it's for I just don't know.

Jeeze.

it's a shame, it's a shame my binoculars
don't work at night
it's a crime, it's a crime, it's a crime
i can't see you all the time
there's no way, there's no way, there's no way
i can wait another day
i'll be fine, i'll be fine, i'll be fine
if i can get you off my mind

i'm staring at the business end
of a shotgun sticking through my steering wheel
there's no-one passing in my rear view mirror
and i'm reaching for the bag that holds my final meal
your window's open but the lights aren't on
and i'm wondering if you're gonna call
will you find me in the morning on your way to school
or will you never even notice me at all

I know you leave your curtains open
I know you like to show it off
I wish you were home in the daytime
So I could watch you take it off

Your exhibitionist nature suits you well
If you'll do a show for me, I won't tell

I wish we lived closer together
So I would have a better view
I strain to see a tiny silhouette
I want to see what you do

I don't dare to get closer, I might get caught
My heart says to go, my heart says not

It's a shame my binoculars don't work at night
It's a bitch how my plans never come out right
It's a shame my binoculars don't work at night

Together, we wait for the bus
Yeah, it's just like us to share these little moments
Keeps us in touch

It's my favorite part of the day

Together, we lay in your yard
Yeah, it's hard to retrieve my stare
Almost like I'm really there

It's my favorite part of the day

And oh how my eyes caress your flowing hair
a risk my hands could never dare
for fear of ruining a perfect affair

Together we finish our meal
And I feel like I never tasted 'til your face graced my view
I give thanks to you (amen)

Don't hurry to bed
That's when I worry for your pretty head
'Cuz though you couldn't know, you're only alone in the absence of light
It's a shame my binoculars don't work at night

I had a dream last night midnight
I rode a war machine to fight
I rode it round I cut them down
till I was the only one left around

I heard the children play in the street
no work to do, no one to meet
I saw them swinging round and round
ashes ashes all fall down

and I look around my mind
for signs of life of something left behind
but the focal lens is all painted black
the guilt is all upon my back

living a life of honesty
philosophy has tainted me
got to find a way to make it even
before my heart's no longer beating

don't you know there's no good way
to focus straight on your reflection
till it's always far too late
binoculars never work at night

the sun is gone it's dark again
regret remorse my only friends
I have no alibi
oh judge oh jury, execution

have no mercy I make no plea
give me nothing but your understanding
I have always been destined to be
the doer of my own unravelling

and I look around my mind
for signs of life of something left behind
but the focal lens is all painted black
the guilt is now upon my back

living a life of modesty
philosophy has tainted me
got to find a way to make it even
before my heart's no longer beating

don't you know there's no good way
to focus straight on your reflection
till it's always far too late
binoculars never work at night

it's a damned shame you know
but that's the way it goes it goes

binoculars never seem to work at night

I told you all about my dream
of sepiatone blood and tangerine
but when the morning came
my vision still was none the clearer

the world around was live by then
all blue and black and white again
there's no justice they would say
in living life through the rear view

and I look around my mind
for signs of life of something left behind
but the focal lens is all painted black
the guilt is all upon my back

living a life of modesty
philosophy has ruined me
I know I can never make it even
before my heart stops this beating

I didn't know it would be like this
chaotic torture disguised by bliss
now I feel so very alone
twisted up like I'm inside of a snow globe

hold the world
in your grasp
make me feel
like some lower class

I don't feel wonderful anymore
I don't feel wonderful anymore

Watch the world
Fall apart
Laugh at me
And my broken heart

who could've known it would be like this
chaotic torture disguised by bliss
now I feel so very alone
twisted up like I'm inside of a snow globe

It's charging!
Get out the way!
It's roaring!
Run away run away!

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Godzilla on the warpath!
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Mothra's comin' down the lane!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
S