Dixie Chicks-Cowboy, Take Me Away
Flickerstick-Execution By Christmas Lights
Ben Folds-Fred Jones Lyrics-(Cigarette,Fred Jones Pt. 2)
Poe-Hey Pretty (Drive-by 200 Remix)
Shiela Cooper-I Wake Up In The Morning Feeling Fine
Dixie Chicks-Once You've Loved Somebody
CWA-Only Straight Girls Wear Dresses
Jewel-Satellite
Mary Lou Lord-She Had You
Aerosmith-What It Takes
Dixie Chicks-You Were Mine
Beatles-When I'm Sixty-Four
Beatles-Paperback Writer
Beatles-Across the Universe
Billy Joel-Scenes From an Italian Restaurant
Reel Big Fish-Nothin'
Ben Folds Five-Bad Idea (Retarded)
Brittany Spears-Baby One More Time
Cowboy Take Me Away-Dixie Chicks
I said I wanna touch the earth
I wanna break it in my hands
I wanna grow something wild and unruly
I wanna sleep on the hard ground
In the comfort of your arms
On a pillow of bluebonnets
In a blanket made of stars
Oh it sounds good to me I said
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you closer to you
I wanna walk and not run
I wanna skip and not fall
I wanna look at the horizon
And not see a building standing tall
I wanna be the only one
For miles and miles
Except for maybe you
And your simple smile
Oh it sounds good to me
Yes it sounds so good to me
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you closer to you
I said I wanna touch the earth
I wanna break it in my hands
I wanna grow something wild and unruly
Oh it sounds so good to me
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you closer to you
Closer to you
Cowboy take me away
Closer to you.
Execution By Christmas Lights-Flickerstick
Conjure up what you may find
I'm pulling out the sting of control
So get in line
So drop that cherry bomb
Sha na na na…
Cigarette-Ben Folds Five [from the album Whatever and Ever Amen]
Fred Jones was worn down
Fred Jones Pt 2-Ben Folds [from the album Rockin' the Suburbs]
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark
Twenty-five years
There was no party, there were no songs
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
Streetlight shines through the shades
Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
Hey Pretty (Drive-By 2001 remix)-Poe and Mark Danielewski
Mark:
Poe:
Hey pretty
Mark:
Poe:
Hey pretty
Hey pretty
Hey pretty (Hey pretty)
Mark:
Das nicht zu Hause sein x2 (there is no house (in german))
Ba da da da (da x 8 echoes)
I Wake Up in the Morning Feeling Fine-Sheila Cooper
I get to bed about a half past three
And I never bother with the coffee blend
It must be cuz you kissed me goodnight every night
I never got one of those blankets with the wires inside
Feeling fine…since you were mine
And I make the bed way past three
And I never dream a big long list
It must be cuz you kissed me goodnight every night
I never rub the goose grease on my skin
Feeling fine…since you were mine
Since you were mine
Once You've Loved Somebody-Dixie Chicks
I Should Go Out Tonight
[Chorus:]
Look What You've Gone And Done
[Chorus:]
I Gave You Everything That I Had To Give
[Chorus:]
Only Straight Girls Wear Dresses-CWA (Cunts With Attitude)
“Only straight girls wear dresses,” It read upon the stall
So I left the ladies’ lounge in a cloud of perfume
I said, “You’re kinda cute with hidden zeal”
So I flicked my Bic and lit my self an Ultra Slim
I grabbed her chin
“Then get your fat butt off that bar seat
I got both hands into her tight-waist band
I began to shiver but I played it cool
I took her mouth; it was hot and wet
I ate her up like a ripe, fresh mango
“Only straight girls wear dresses” glared in red above her head
Satellite (live from Unplugged)-Jewel
Babies on beach blankets headed for Mars
There's a white wall
Yoga classes
There's a white wall
We understand a lot of things
In Hollywood there's heroes strung out on grace
There's a white wall
You can't hold back a Satellite
Babies on beach blankets headed for Mars
She Had You-Mary Lou Lord
There was a corner; it was the place to go
She was a no one
And I couldn’t stand it, seeing you there with her
She never made it
And I have respect now, I always knew I would
She’s still on the corner
What it Takes-Aerosmith
there goes my old girlfriend
I used to feel your fire
tell me what it takes to let you go
girl before I met you, I was F.I.N.E. fine
tell me what it takes to let you go
tell me that you're happy that you're on your own
You Were Mine-Dixie Chicks
I Can't Find A Reason To Let Go
[Chorus:]
I Took Out All The Pictures Of Our Wedding Day
[Chorus:]
I Can Give You Two Good Reasons
Sometimes I Wake Up Crying At Night
When I'm Sixty-Four-Beatles
When I get older, losing my hair,
You'll be older too,
I could be handy, mending a fuse
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight,
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Paperback Writer-Beatles
Paperback writer
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It's the dirty story of a dirty man
Paperback writer (writer, writer)
It's a thousand pages, give or take a few,
If you really like it you can have the rights,
Paperback writer (writer, writer)
Paperback writer - paperback writer
Across The Universe-Beatles
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Jai guru deva om
Scenes from an Italian Restaurant-Billy Joel
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
Things are okay with me these days
I remember those days hanging out
Brenda and Eddie were the
Brenda and Eddy were still going
They got an apartment with deep
They lived for a while in a
Brenda and Eddie had had it
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
Nothin’-Reel Big Fish
Everytime I try so hard I get nothin' (nothin')
I never wanted it that way,
I give up, I give in, I know I'm
Everytime I try so hard I get nothin' (nothin')
I know it's really not your fault
I give up, I give in, I know I'm
Everytime I try so hard I get nothin' (nothin')
GO…
I don't fuckin' care
I don't fuckin' care
It's gonna be all right (I don't fuckin' care)
1, 2, 3, 4
And I don't fuckin' care
Said I don't fuckin' care
Said I don't fuckin' care
Cause it's soon; I can see you behind me
Count all your 12-step tries
And if the consequence could speak out loud
I can only pick up vibrations
So get in line
And fortify
See, it's just time to you're out
And scream from the top of the moon
One more time
Washing your hands from the methadone
Like a time bomb on reset
You see, the execution by x-mas lights
Seems to have its own irony
And fortify
Take all of your tiny wishes
And dump them all overboard
With me tonight
And leave the helmet of lies
There's a new rush that is waiting to meet you tonight
But I may choose to leave at once
When there's no one begging me to come around
Begging me to come around
from caring for his often
screaming and crying wife
burning the day but
He couldn't sleep at night for fear that she
In a stooper from the drugs that didn't even
ease the pain would set the house on blaze
with a cigarette.
There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall
He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes
Things that remind him: 'Life has been good'
He's worked at the paper
A man's here to take him downstairs
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
It's time
'Cause today's just a day like the day that he started
No one has left here that knows his first name
And life barrels on like a runaway train
Where the passengers change
They don't change anything
You get off; someone else can get on
It's time
Casting lines on the floor, and lines on his face
He reflects on the day
Projecting some slides onto a plain white
Canvas and traces it
Fills in the spaces
He turns off the slides, and it doesn't look right
Yeah, and all of these bastards
Have taken his place
He's forgotten but not yet gone
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
It's time
Keiri suggested we go for a drive in her new 2-door BMW coupe
In the parking lot, we slipped into her bucket seats
Keiri took over from there.
At nearly 90 miles per hour she zipped us up to that windy edge
Known to some as Mullholland, that sinuous road running the ridge of the Santa Monica Mountains
Where she then proceeded to pump her vehicle in and out of turns
Sometimes dropping down to 50 miles per hour, only to immediately gun it back up to 90 again
Fast, slow, fast fast slow
Sometimes a wide turn, sometimes a quick one she preferred the tighter ones
The sharp controlled jerks, swinging left to right before driving back to the right
Only so she could do it all over again until after enough speed, and
enough wind, and more distance than I had been prepared to expect
Taking me to parts of the city I rarely think of and never visit...
Hey pretty
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Through my world
Don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world
I can't remember the inane things I started babbling about then, I know it didn't really matter, she wasn't listening
She just yanked up on the emergency brake, dropped her seat back, and told me to lie on top of her
On top of those leather pants of hers, extremely expensive leather pants
mind you, her hands immediately guiding mine over those soft, slightly oily folds
Positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab, small and round, like a tear
Then murmuring a murmur so inaudible that even though I could feel her
lips tremble against my ear, she seemed far, far away
Pinch it, she said, which I did, lightly, until she also said pull it,
which I also did, gently parting the teeth, one at a time, down under
and beneath, the longest unzipping of my life...
Hey pretty
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Through my world
Don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world
My pretty baby
Rock it through my world (through my world)
My pretty baby
Rock it through my world (my world)
We never even kissed, or looked into each other's eyes, our lips just
Trespassed on those inner labyrinths hidden deep within our ears,
Filled them with the private music of wicked words
Hers in many languages, mine in the off-color of my only tongue, until
as our tones shifted and our consonants spun and squealed, rabbled faster, hesitated, raced harder
Syllables soon melting into groans or moans, finding purchase in new words, or old words, or made-up words
Until we gathered up our heat and refused to release it, enjoying too
much the dark lane which we had suddenly stumbled upon
Prayed to, carved to, not a communication really, but a channeling of
our rumored desires, hers for all I know gone to black forests and
wolves, mine banging back to the familiar form, that great revenant mystery I still could only hear the shape of
Which in spite of our separate lusts and individual prize, still
continued to drive us deeper into stranger tones, our mutual desire to keep gripping the burn
Fueled by sound, hers screeching, mine...I didn't hear mine, only hers, probably counter-pointing mine
A high pitched cry, then a whisper dropping unexpectedly, to practically
a bark, a grunt, whatever, no sense anymore, and suddenly no more curves either, just the straightaway
Too bad dark languages rarely survive..."
And that’s not supposed to be so good for me
But I wake up in the morning feeling fine
The one all those famous doctors recommend
But I wake up in the morning feeling fine
Each day I rise king size with my eyes a-shine(d)…healthier than Hercules
I like my potatoes and I like ‘em fried
But I wake up in the morning feeling fine
And that’s not supposed to be so good for me
But I wake up in the morning feeling fine
Of nightmares to tell to my psychiatrist
But I wake up in the morning feeling fine
Each day I rise king size with my eyes a-shine(d)…healthier than Hercules
I open up the window, let the smog roll in
But I wake up in the morning feeling fine
Get On With My Life
Break These Chains Of Solitude
With A Little Luck And A Little Help
I Might Even Find Myself
In The Arms Of Someone New
Once You've Loved Somebody
It Ain't That Easy To Do
Once You've Loved Somebody
Like I Loved You
You've Ruined Everything For Everyone
Who Tries To Steal This Heart Away
I Can't Get You Off Of My Mind
I've Tried To Tell Myself A Million Times
A Little Time Is All It Takes
Once You've Loved Somebody
It Ain't That Easy To Do
Once You've Loved Somebody
Like I Loved You
I Don't Know If I Can Go That Far Again
Once You've Loved Somebody
It Ain't That Easy To Do
Once You've Loved Somebody
Like I Loved You
While the dyke who wrote it must not have a brain at all
I got all perturbed, yes, I got mighty mad
At all the assumptions made about my clad
When I saw the same gal who vandalized the bathroom
She looked at me from across her foamy brew
Checked out my hot pants and fancy hair-dew
I saw a spark of interest in her half closed eyes
So I moseyed over to her feeling sex between my thighs
She turned to me and said, “Hey, are you for real?”
“Only straight girls wear dresses,” it read in her eyes
If I had been in my Levi’s
She’d be quick to lick
But because I’m in a mini-skirt, she thinks I suck to(e)-dick
I said, “One date with me, you’ll never be the same again”
She said, “You think you know about a women’s pleasure?”
“Hun, what I know is too much to measure…”
She gave a slight grin
I said, “Bitch I’m not a talent scout
If you fuck with me, I’m gonna wear you out…”
She said, “I’ve never been one to back down from a dare
I’ll see what you’re made of anytime, anywhere.”
I’m not gonna do you where all can see…
You screamin’ under my hand
Your entire body under my command.”
She followed my tail back to the room of sin
Where her dream-come-true was about to begin
Our eyes were locked and that’s where I began
I slammed her firmly up against the wall
Undid her buttons so her jeans could fall
Tugged on the snaps of her black leather vest
Low and behold I found two fine breasts
“Don’t let them see you sweat,” is my golden rule
I had a crush on this girl since two months ago
But to a dish like me, she was stone cold…
Putty in my hands; she was what I was kissing
Only now what she find out what she’d been missing
While my hands roamed, she was loosing her façade
Her pussy was dripping and I heard her say, “Please”
So I whipped out my latex and went between her knees
Her legs squeezed me tight, she could not resist
Meanwhile I wondered how she’d feel around my fist
Her butt was jerkin’ like a double-time tango
She’s breathing hard and clawing at my head
Could she come standing up or should I pull her down instead?
This girl was wet with sweat and lust, I could see
I began to wonder what she would do for me
She began to drool and I heard a loud wail
Then she came with a tremor that measured on the Rhictor Scale
As she stared at me with surprise and respect
“Now before you eat me, you better eat those words…”
She grabbed me by the neck and the rest is a blur.
Cute guys in crew cuts with day-glow surfboards
There's a pretty lady in a bikini
Her eyes are clear
But her teeth look like smashed out window panes
She's trying to mend her dreams
With sushi…and seaweed…and carrot juice
That we can't see over now
But that's ok, we’re still learning
Mistakes are allowed when you're a
Satellite, whoa-oa-ow
So you can look good in your singles bar
California is sure lovely
It's the home of the stars
And everybody's got a great body
But everybody's hollow inside
They're trying to hide behind
Power Bars…and Volleyball…and Valium
That we can't see over now
But that's ok, we’re still learning
Mistakes are allowed when you're a
Satellite, whoa-oa-ow
Whoa-oa-oa-ow
About modern technology, but not about dreams
Whoa-oa-oa
Our hearts are on the shelves, and we can’t fix ourselves
But we can fix…the satellites
Half-skinned gypsies crying, “Leave this place”
That we can't see over now
But that's ok, we’re still learning
Mistakes are allowed when you're a
Satellite, whoa-oa-ow
Satellite
We used to meet there doing a whiz and blow
I had a friend there, and she was a waste of space
She tried to match me, but she couldn’t stay the pace
She was a looser
She had you, she had you
And I never told you how much it really hurt
And I went to college and I got a fancy car
I dropped that apartment and now I’m a shining star
She’s selling Avon
But she had you, she had you
Cuz I had a passport out of the neighborhood
And when I go back, I always see her there
I ask how she’s doin’, not like I really care
She’s still going nowhere
She had you, she had you
well there's another diamond ring
and all those late night promises
I guess they don't mean a thing
so baby what's the story
did you find another man
is it easy to sleep in the bed that we made
when you don't look back I guess the feelings start to fade away
but now it's cold inside
and you're back on the street
like you didn't miss a beat, yeah
tell me how the pain's supposed to go
tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
without thinking you lost everything that was good
in your life to the toss of the dice
tell me what it takes to let you go
but your love made me a prisoner, yeah, my heart's been doin' time
spent me up like money, well then you hung me out to dry
it was easy to keep all your lies in disguise
'cause you had me deep with the devil in your eyes
tell me how the pain's supposed to go
tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
without thinking you lost everything that was good
in your life to the toss of the dice
tell me what it takes to let you go
tell me that it's better when you're all alone
tell me that your body doesn't miss my touch
tell me that my lovin' didn't mean that much
tell me you ain't dyin' when you're cryin' for me
tell me who's to blame for thinking twice (no no no no)
'cause i don't wanna burn in paradise
(let it go let it go ... )
Even Though You've Found A New Love
And She's What Your Dreams Are Made Of
I Can Find A Reason To Hang On
What Went Wrong Can Be Forgiven
Without You, It Ain't Worth Livin' Alone
Sometimes I Wake Up Crying At Night
And Sometimes I Scream Out Your Name
What Right Does She Have To Take You Away
When For So Long, You Were Mine
It Was A Time Of Love And Laughter
Happy Ever After
But Even Those Old Pictures Have Begun To Fade
Please Tell Me She's Not Real
And That You're Really Coming Home To Stay
Sometimes I Wake Up Crying At Night
And Sometimes I Scream Out Your Name
What Right Does She Have To Take You Away
When For So Long, You Were Mine
To Show You Love's Not Blind
He's Two And She's Four, And You Know They Adore You
So How Can I Tell Them You've Changed Your Mind
[Chorus:]
And Sometimes I Scream Out Your Name
What Right Does She Have To Take You Away
When For So Long, You Were Mine
I Remember When You Were Mine
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera Chuck & Dave
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
Based on a novel by a man named Lear
And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
And his clinging wife doesn't understand.
His son is working for the Daily Mail,
It's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
I'll be writing more in a week or two.
I can make it longer if you like the style,
I can change it round and I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
It could make a million for you overnight.
If you must return it, you can send it here
But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
Paperback writer - paperback writer
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
That call me on and on across the universe,
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Through my open views inviting and inciting me
million suns, it calls me on and on
Across the universe
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I-face to face
It all depends on your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant.
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost weight I did not know
You could ever look so good after
So much time.
At the village green
Engineer boots, leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
Popular steadies
And the king and the queen
Of the prom
Riding around with the car top
Down and the radio on
Nobody looked any finer
Or was more of a hit at the
Parkway Diner
We never knew we could want more
Than that out of life
Surely Brenda and Eddie would
Always know how to survive.
Steaday in the summer of '75
When they decided the marriage would
Be at the end of July
Everyone said they were crazy
"Brenda you know you're much too lazy
Eddie could never afford to live that
Kind of life."
But there we were wavin' Brenda and
Eddie goodbye.
Pile carpet
And a couple of paintings from Sears
A big waterbed that they bought
With the bread
They had saved for a couple
Of years
They started to fight when the
Money got tight
And they just didn't count on
The tears.
Very nice style
But it's always the same in the end
They got a divorce as a matter
Of course
And they parted the closest
Of friends
Then the king and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again.
Already by the summer of '75
Fromhe high to the low to
The end of the show
For the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back to
The greasers
The best they could do was
Pick up the pieces
We always knew they would both
Find a way to get by
That's all I heard about
Brenda and Eddie
Can't tell you more than I
Told you already
And here we are wavin' Brenda
And Eddie goodbye.
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian Restaurant.
They say try and you won't fail, I Get nothin' (nothin')
I did all that I could, I got nothin' (nothin')
I tried so hard, for nothin' (nothin')
guess there was nothin' I could say
I don't know what I want, but I know
I don't want this
never gonna win
They say try and you won't fail, I Get nothin' (nothin')
I did all that I could, I got nothin' (nothin')
I tried so hard, for nothin' (nothin')
I'm gonna blame you anyway
you say you're sorry but I know it
won't do no good
never gonna win.
They say try and you won't fail, I Get nothin' (nothin')
I did all that I could, I got nothin' (nothin')
I tried so hard, for nothin' (nothin')
I don't fuckin' care
I don't fuckin' care anymore
I don't fuckin' care
I don't fuckin' care anymore
It's gonna be all right (I don't fuckin' care)
It's gonna be all right (I don't fuckin' care)
It's gonna be all right (ANYMORE…)
Said I don't fuckin' care
Said I don't fuckin' care anymore
Said I don't fuckin' care
Said I don't fuckin' care anymore
Said I don't fuckin' care
Said I don't fuckin' care anymore.