| ~*~*~*LYRICS*~*~*~* lyrics to all the songs on "where have all the merrymakers gone". This is printer friendly, so thats why there are no graphics but the background thingie. i typed all of them my self... | ||||||||||||||||||||
| CARLOTTA VALDEZ jimmy stewart follows kim to where your portrait hangs on a wall such a haunting vision he forgets his partners fall jump into the sanfrancisco bay ill follow you in i know you cant swim when youve been dead 100 years, carlotta carlotta valzez, i will make you her everythings subjective, nothing lasts for johnny o. kiss kim novac where the redwoods grow i ll bleach her hair and pretend she didnt die go up the mission stair ill follow anywhere that is, untilyou climb too high cause i get vertigo carlotta valdez, i will make you her what a thing to be the center of attention all the time he isnt really falling for this, is he? hes getting dizy and so am i carlotta valdez carlotta valdez carlotta valdez  | 
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| FLAGPOLE SITTA  (every one sing along now! you know the words! wooo!) I had visions i was in them i was looking into the mirror to see a little bit clearer the rottenness and evil in me fingertips have memories mine cant forget the curves of your body and when i feel a bit naughty i run it up the flagpole and see who salutes (but no one ever does) im not sick but im not well and im so hot cause im n hell been around the world an dfound that only stupid people are breeding the cretins cloning and feeding and i dont even own a tv put me in the hospitals for nerves and then they had to commit me you told them all i was crazy they cut off my legs now im an amputee god damn you im not sick but im not well and im so hot cause im in hell im not sick but im not well and its a sin to live so well i wanna publish zines and rage against machines i wanna pierce my tongue it doesnt hurt a bit it feels fine the trivial sublime i d like to turn off time and kill my mind you kill my mind paranoia paranoia everybodys coming to get me just say you never met me im going under ground with the moles hear the voices in my head i swear to got it sounds like theyre snoring but if youre bored then youre boring the agony and the irony, theyre killing me im not sick but im not well and im so hot cause im in hell im not sick but imnot well and its a sin to live so well... -  | 
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| WOOLLY MUFFLER all i ever wanted to be was a woolly muffler on your named neck double wrap me when its cold but you pulled a little tight just now and im afraid i feel a choke hole comin gon all i ever thought we might come to was second dates and flirting eyebrows or maybe even psychic friends and we could share a secret language and almost definitely make more of it than it was but everyone around us would know everyone watching us would know this is not a walk with walking wounded heres the ball heres the pole, now wheres the tether wheres the tether hands can grow together if youre not careful or grateful or whatrever and i never much cared much too much to begin with i will not ake your possibilities under my care i will not see you on the bus you want me to hold your hand its a courtship i cant stand and here i thought you were crying because you were happy but no no no friends will turn against you people dissappoint you every time so if youve got greatness in you would you do us all a favor and keep it to your self? keep it to your self a labored expat fantasy: quit your job and move away with me oh what bliss it would be to pretend we never met im elated now im elated now im elated now im elated now  | 
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| PRIVATE HELICOPTER im on a private helicopter with my favorite ex girlfriend tiny little cabin in the sky now ere alone and we can remember how we felt before we were angry: we were guilty and we were bitter (i must admit, i said a few things but..) im still attracted to you sorry weve been so cold,s o eight miles high and three hours to landing, god, your hair smells really great im on a hovercraft to paris with my former bestfriend we have to get to the cinematheque were not alone but no one speaks english, so were free to lookinto eachothers minds and see what were thinking like we always used to i miss talking to you but you never draw me out so cast off the ego scars and lets go hit the bars i reserve the right to hold my grudges friends like you, you know the rest but all told, i hold on to my anger far to long until its ajoke the night is cold the joke is old (and poorly told, i told you once) im on a private helicopter with my favorite ex girlfriend no one to keep up appearances for now were alone and we can remember how e felt at first the desperate need to be together mustve been good for something, sugar im still attracted to you no ones making us do what were supposed to so lie here in my arms lie here in my arms  | 
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| PROBLEMS AND BIGGER ONES cross through the border states to the wrong side and look away, virginia spend everyday like the past is a birdge crossing twenty years whispers away, not so much get your poison tongue out of my ear heres a fact you cannot rise above we ll have problems and then we ll have bigger ones from damage to damned control you wanted to go alone though i never said no i never said no spiteful confrontations, trial separations, its just another present to get past the man was very helpful but i knew he wouldnt stay there used to be a baby but the baby went away forswear what you undergo you wanted to go alone though i never said no i never said no it doesnt make me fcry to hear dylan say most likely you go your way i ll go mine i ll go mine i ll go mine forswear what you under go you wanted to go alone though i never said no i never said no  | 
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| JACK THE LION  rake up all the leaves in pleasant valley its the last day of my visit upstate new york to pay respects to the old man hes still got his snese of humor but his body fails him hes surrounded by loved ones but that only ges so far and does he know where hie is? i doubt it . jack the lion roaring his last like a vision sent from the past beside crying, holding his hands strong hands finally get a moment alone with the old man hes having trouble breathing and hes not the only one he wonders where time goes and why we havent spoken for so long he regrets it he forgets it and none too soon because hes closing his eyes and fading we thank you for uniting we thank you for the cause we thank you for the lion we thank you for the claws come see him again come see him again come see him again come see him again bop bop bop jack the lion roaring his last like a vision sent from teh past bedside, crying, holding his hands strong hands  | 
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| OLD HAT call me disruptive say i break your concentration familiar patterns like waves that break too fast what do you do when its so brand new that it kills you came on too strong coulnt stand it slow, now i know she can knock me back like a champ didembodied ringlets from hair that looks like yours call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending she barely fits inside my head, but i feel soemthing every elementbut one is in my thrall stop traffic as i lie down in your footpath like a similie i pain suggestive pictures disembodied ringlets from hair that looks like like yours call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending call me freaky call me childish call me ishmael just call me back call me back call me back call me back and i ll follow you around i forget what my friend loks like and they forget why they like me but thats old hat im so happy how do you write about that? disembodied ringlets  | 
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| TERMINAL ANNEX heres something beautiful now smash it to bits save your little wheelchair empowerment films save your swoons im spoken for it isnt pretty to think so but i cant feign interest now dreaming fo the fistfight i never got into thinking of the mean shit i wish i d said to you such a fancy lady, call her secret tina she didnt get all the good stuff but she looked like you like a zero drowinign ina sea of highter numbers everything you say to me is dumb (at least its stupid) twenty heavy hammers smasing down heres a doorstep you can never darken you complain about an overflowing cup dont forget taht im teh one who filled that fucker up like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers i remain as ever intrigued but no more astounded like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers i think that i like you better when you just ignore me so i sit and notice shadows growing i think of how the clocks are showing hoping hopes eternal springs will do their thing and save me from myself like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers i remain as ever intrigued but no more astounded like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers you want ego? i will show you ego im jealous now  | 
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| WRECKING BALL tear down the bearing wall put up a picture window something to look through at the bastard colors burnt sienna put down the wrecking ball who has a friend, who needs one ive got a way to get to work in almost any city doesnt matter where take a needle i wont be there privileges forsaken there liberties ive taken take me no wehre put down the wreckingball dont let a childhood linger theyll take the world apart and break my baby brothers finger so he cant shake my hand guard the dead against my legacy and lack the wound no more run from nowhere nowhere follows you burn down the house make sure the family is inside nothing more to tether you also no one there to catch you crying nothing but my famous pillow and my fathers rocking chair (get a sliver when you sit there) every mess i amke i make a run from no wehre no where follows you  | 
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| RADIO SILENCE let it sing let it die and roll out the carpets no such thing musnt pry all hail to another confession and its losing me where have all the merrymakers gone? some people will suprise you with a real depth of feeling otheres still may shock you with all that theyre revealing but ones things sure, theres always more information than you ask for. ask for this: just enough knowledge to know i dont know anything some things are personal (at least they should be) or is it too much to ask you just to maintain a little maintain a little maintain a little maintain a little maintain a little maintain a little (take the cynical saint to the stake and burn it) its radio radio silence.  | 
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