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| Man of La Mancha I don't know how you can't see that we're all so filthy I cannot find some reason for this ((insanity)) I am not the Man of La Mancha I am not the man who can save ya I am not your friend or your foe I am not your brother or your bro You cannot learn how to see what is plain reality When you break free come to me with an explanation I am not the Man of La Mancha I am not the man who can save ya I am not your friend or your foe I am not your brother or your bro You are not the man (x4) I am not the Man of La Mancha (x4) Neptune, NJ There's a place I'd like to go Faraway from here There's no stop signs and there's no bad times and the sky is always clear Neptune, New Jersey (x4) Here the times are good and bad But there they're always fine The air is fresh, the sights are nice, and the drinking age is nine Neptune, New Jersey (x4) Napoleon If they're above you You'd still have no clue Earth is wide open And you're gonna die soon I don't mind if they come And take it all away They could land in my front yard Just about any day And I'd greet them with open arms And a smile on my face I don't mind if they come And tear down this place What happened to the army? Where did they all flee? There's panic in the city And all food is gone Where do I go? Frightening situation Where can I hide? No room left inside I don't mind if they come And take it all away They could land in my front yard Just about any day And I'd greet them with open arms And a smile on my face I don't mind if they come And tear down this place Eggbert You haunt me every night I lay down and I can see you there Sitting in my chair, climbing every stair You're everywhere Oh Eggbert Why are you here? They say you're not real You're real to me Oh Eggbert Why are you here? Ten O those dogs are after me, crazy. FEMA, I can see it clearly, conspiracy. The leash begins with those politicians They lie. They steal. Tell you what seems o so real. O those dogs are after me, crazy. FEMA, I can see it clearly, conspiracy. The dog ran into the house. Up the Stairs. Into my room. (repeat) Trojan War We got the Boston Cares summer nights Down by the city lights Where we first met where we both sailed away Me and you, we'll tear this place to the shreds Then we'll hang the survivors by the threads Then from the stop we just won't stop We'll take our time (to) fall in line So what's the deal? That horse ain't real |
| Rookie of the Year He wasn't much a man of taste But he knew what he liked to wear He doesn't have a thing to say But he knows that you just don't care He's the rookie of the year (x4) He doesn't really like your sound But he don't got a thing to add He don't always have a place to go But you know it don't make him sad He's the rookie of the year (x4) Firebird Why does time fly by? And why can't you understand it? This is more command than question So sign on the dotted line Close your eyes and make a wish To eliminate prejudice Keep in mind our feathered friend And hope is with you until the end Why is there persecution? Why can't our plea be heard? Enter a new dimension Exit a changed man Why does time fly by? And why can't you understand it? This is more command than question So sign on the dotted line Close your eyes and make a wish To eliminate prejudice Keep in mind our feathered friend And hope is with you until the end Flyaway! (Firebird Flyaway!) Why is all glory lost? And why do we stand for it? Life is a rite of passage Death is the reason Why Close your eyes and make a wish To eliminate prejudice Keep in mind our feathered friend And hope is with you until the end Flyaway! (Firebird Flyaway!) Dump Dozer Hair like ice cream A nice golden day dream Working your hardest Getting nowhere soon You hear the sound And it comes around Cause it's a Rubix cube of lies You hear the cries And old man dies When he forgets how to fly Thinking of something Something you can't explain Staring right at you Playing this worn out game You hear the sound And it comes around Cause it's a Rubix cube of lies You hear the cries And old man dies When he forgets to fly TiVo Got so mad just had to kill. Two-by-four in the face of bill. Left him by my old tool shed. Left him there as good as dead. Sat down rewound on the TiVo. Cause I got no place else to go. Sitting out back in my old tool shed. Staring like lump with a hollow head. Got to get self-control, keep my eyes on the goal Got to get my mind wise, learn to shape all my lies. I can’t tell wrong. I can’t tell right. Can't tell day from a scumbag night. Sat down rewound on the TiVo. Cause I got no place else to go. Sitting out back in my old tool shed. Staring like lump with a hollow head. Junk Car Got no money so I bought a junk car Tried to drive it but I didn't get far Got no money so I bought a junk car Tried to drive it but I didn't get far Hey Hey Hey Hey |
| all words and music by 1983 |