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All day i face the barren ways
Without the taste of water
Cool water
All day and night, our throats burn dry
And our souls, they cry
For water
Cool, clear water
The nights are cool and i'm a fool
Each star's a pool of water
Cool water
And with the dawn, i wake and yawn
And carry on
To water
Cool, clear water
Say dan, can you see that big green tree
Where the waters run free
And it's waiting there for me
The shadows sway and they seem to say
Tonight we pray for water
Cool water
And way up there, he'll hear our prayer
And show us where
There's water
Cool, clear water
Cool, clear water

Thirty more channels than you need
I could tune in free
Some rabbit ears, some foil in a hanger

Static on channel 13 cleared long enough for a scene
A jet flew over head and it faded

Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Bought a satellite, bought a satellite, bought a satellite
... satellite

Dug up from the depths of ???, sewer southern flow
A boy i couldn't name, i knew well
??? still a rambler, useless to my call
You're nowhere to be found on the airwaves

Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Bought a satellite, bought a satellite, bought a satellite
... satellite

So far from my reach
Close enough to see
I sleep beside the set at night and i can't let you leave

(guitar solo)

Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Need to (spy???) and i'm coming for your love over there
Nothing along the ?????
Nothing i want to see but your face

Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Bought a satellite (repeat)

Ann says it's fine, ann says it's good
Everybody knows it's just like robin hood

Can't you see you were made for me?
I'm your boy
Your twentieth century toy

Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy

I meant to close the polls
In the chill night, bitter cold
Someone close the polls
On a chill night, in the cold

Election day
I can't stay
Wannabe, wannabe, wannabe, wannabe

I don't care who gets elected
I don't care who gets to find out
I don't care who gets elected
Til i find me a one (to love)

Wannabe, wannabe, wannabe
Election!
Election!
I said election!
I don't care
I don't care
Our election day

By paul westerberg

Get them fingerprints off of this glass
Wanna keep your job you better start kissing somebody's ass
Excuse me miss
I gotta get under your feet
Oh, one day honey when i ain't got this broom
I'll get you in a room in between some filthy sheets

Cuz i'm a bad worker
My father would be ashamed
I'm a bad bad worker
I'll give you minimum effort for a minimum wage

Drag my vaccum in the office of a courtroom star
Crossing the street, i didn't wipe, i was tracking tar

All i need in another one and simple no
(all i need is another warnin' slip, oh no ?)
Well i drank a cup of coffee and i read a magazine
Looking for the boss who was nowhere to be seen

Cuz i'm a bad worker
My father would be ashamed
I'm a bad bad worker
I'll give you minimum effort for a minimum wage

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Vote for me
And i'll set everybody
Maybe lay everybody off

Get them fingerprints off of my neck
Sure you haven't cleaned in the office yet
Finish that cigarette on your own sweet time
Worked so hard i ain't got a pocket full of dime, quarter or a penny

Cuz i'm a bad worker
My father would be ashamed
I'm a bad bad worker
Give you minimum effort for a minimum wage
Give you minimum effort for a minimum wage

I'll be there in an hour
Take at least 2 weeks on foot
...(mumble mumble)... crummy water tower
Climb to the top and scream all over if i could
I'll be sad in heaven, you won't visit me there

Jesus rides beside me
Never buys any smokes
Hurry up, hurry up
I've had enough of that stuff
Ashtray floors, dirty clothes, filthy jokes

A lightning flash in the evening
Guess we'll follow him there.

I'll be there in an hour
If there's a hole in the gate
Climb to the top of this crummy water tower screamin'
I can't hardly wait
I can't wait i can't wait i can't wait, wait...

Out to sea in a ship full of holes
Even though
With a heave and a ho
Gonna raise my sails
Rent a penthouse but sleep on a bench
Take a shovel and a wrench
To this jail

I ain't deserted
Just feel so disconcerted
I ain't deserted at all

Sun beats down, neck turns red
In a toolshed, piss in the dirt
Put it right here on my arm
Where they hurt and bled

Commit a crime, in the world of straw
Perfect flaw
Now i fall apart

I ain't deserted
Just feel so disconcerted
Nowhere
That's my home, dear
Nowhere
That's where i'm from
Nowhere
Ain't too far from here

Pitch a tent in a parking ramp
Postage stamp
On a milk carton a missing kid
Ends up in the trash again today

And i got no answers
Got no clue
What am i gonna do?

Nowhere
That's my home dear
Nowhere
That's where i'm from
Nowhere
Ain't too far from here

I ain't deservin'
Just feel so disconcerted
I ain't got no answers now
I got no home at all
No no no
Nowhere at all
No no no
Nowhere at all
No no no
Nowhere at all...

I always flirt with death
I could kill, but i don't care about it
I can face your threats
Stand up tall and scream and shout about it
Oh no

I think i'm on another world with you
I'm on another planet with you

You always get under my skin
I don't find it irritating
You always play to win
I don't need rehabilitating
Oh no

Another girl, another planet
Another girl, another planet

Space travels in my blood
And there ain't nothing i can do about it
Long journeys wear me out
Oh god we won't live without it
Oh no

Another girl is loving you now
Another planet, forever holding you down
Another planet

It's hard to wave in handcuffs
(or, "what did i do?")
(paul westerberg)

Sweat poured down his brow
When the temperature is below zero
First guy tries to rob
Turns out to be a hero

He ran, he rid
When the guys said
Just forget it kid

If it's a hood they want,
It's a hood they'll get
This time he is ready
And set

Guzzled half a coke/colt
That was sitting on a dryer
In an old laundromat
What do you think about it

When he was through he put the bottle in a jacket
With six more from the rack
Stumbled into an alley
For some fun and money
And some crackerjack
(burp)

Wipe that goddamn smile off face
I'll pull a hole your wife cant mend
Stuck my gun into his ribs
I'm glad i left the bullets where i did

Just don't say nothing
Don't say nothing

Aaaaaaaargh !!

Walked down the street
Snow is falling down
Twenty bucks he took,
Left one buck
'tip a bum,
It's good luck.'

Bruce springsteen
Getting his hair curled.
Otis redding
Hanging out the clothes

Wipe that goddamn smile old friend
I'll blow a hole your wife can't mend
I'll shoot your head and rip that chest
U can move in it, just be my guest
Wipe that motherfucker off that
I own that cadillac

God what did i do

A girl i haven't seen in years
Waved to me
I held my tears
She thought my shirt it must have been stuffed
It's hard to wave in handcuffs

"hi, we're the replacements
Hi, we're the replacements
Hi, we're the replacements
And we're playing in a rock and roll band
Rock and roll band

We're having a good time
We're having a good time
We're having a good time
Rock and rolling till the break of dawn
Break of dawn

Hey where's tommy, someone find tommy
We're out on the road
Moving equipment, where's the equipment
Soon we're going home

Then we'll have a party
Then we'll have a party
Then we'll have a party
Rock and rolling until the break of dawn
Break of dawn."

I might catch some perch...yeahhhhhhhhh..
Ahhhhhhhhhhh...keep it rollin here...

Take you on a lurch
On a little date to church
Take you and her
On a, a little date to church

La,la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Gimme one more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la

Take your honor fast
I'm going to a little bit mass
Come along, it can't hurt
We're on a, a little date to church

C'mon sing!

La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
One more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la

Let me tell you now.....
Old satan's looking out for you
He'll get you by the night's through
Oh, we haven't much time alive
Take me down the hall..

Sitting in a pew
Well ain't we the chosen few
Might not help, but it can't hurt
On a, a little date to church

La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la

Deliver us, revernend
What's that?

On a little date to church

Have you decided (decided)
Where you belong
Among the swirling whirling masses
And the hurling throngs
You're still invited
To the leave them all behind

So take one long last look (girl)
We're running out of time

Run for the country
You could take my hand
And let the wind be your comb
Together we could roam the land

Run for the country
That's where you learn
That i'll be waiting here
If you ever should return

You've taken your back train
And i'm just taking my time
Are you really happy baby ?
They teach you another lie

You wanted excitement
You wanted a thrill
Can you see the rain turn to snow
Or the sun fit on the hill

Run for the country
You could take my hand (hand) (hand)
And let the wind be your comb
Together we might roam this land

Run for the country
That's where you learn
That i've been waiting here
For the day you will return

A hundred miles from home
I told you one hundred times
Not to roam

I don't need no pity
And i don't need no daily grind
Just one more you're in the city baby'
It's bound to change your mind

Run for the country
You can take my hand
Oh let the wind be your comb
Together we could roam the land

Run for the country
That's where you learn
That i am waiting here
For the day you will return
I still waiting here
The day that you will return