Then-the Earlier Years

Yeah
Yeah
Tramp

Daddy'll sing bass*
Daddy'll sing bass
Daddy'll sing bass
Daddy'll sing bass

I took my boat for a car
I took that car for a ride
I was trying to get somewhere
But now i'm following the traces of your fingernails
That run along the windshield** on the boat of car

Daddy'll sing bass

Traces of your fingernails that run along the windshield
On the boat of car
On the boat of car
On the boat of car
On the boat of car

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone
You are an animal
The words i'm singing now
Mean nothing more than meow to an animal
Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account
But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound

D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do i need
Apostrophe t, need this torture?

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful
Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful
They want what they're not and i wish they would stop saying,
Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa
Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa

D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do i need
Apostrophe t, need this torture?

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

I don't want to live in this world anymore
I don't want to live in this world

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)

Youth culture killed my dog
And i don't think it's fair (i don't think it's fair)
And his suicide can be justified
By the tastemakers, how they cried and cried and so

Bacharach and david used to write his favorite songs
Never, never, never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball
But the night lights and my dog's life aren't exactly one and the same

Youth culture killed my dog
And i don't think it's fair (i don't think it's fair)
And the judgement made in the city of hate
Just broke his spirit so

Bacharach and david used to write his favorite songs
Never, never, never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball
But the hiphop and the white funk just blew away my puppy's mind

I don't understand what you did to my dog
And i don't understand what you did to my dog
I don't understand what you did to my dog
I don't understand what you did to my dog

Youth culture killed my dog (youth culture killed my dog)
And i don't think it's fair (i don't think it's fair)
And his suicide can be justified
By the tastemakers, how they cried and cried and so

Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Broke his spirit so (broke his spirit so)
Broke his spirit so
Youth culture (youth culture)
(youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture)
(youth culture)
Broke his spirit so (broke his spirit so)
Broke his spirit so

I'll sink manhattan
Right under the sea
I'll find the sweetest spot to watch
As it goes away

You were so happy
With the things that you said
Like, "he's my lower half," you laughed
But you're going to cry

A river of tiny tears flow from your crocodile eyes
Too late to apologize, i say, as flood waters rise

I'll sink manhattan
I'll sacrifice friends
I think they'd understand my plan
I'll never be sure

I've got a message
So before i get through
I'll find your answering machine
And i'll sink it first

Burn your forget-me-nots
Admit that true love can die
No, i won't apologize, my love, just kiss me goodbye

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone
You are an animal
The words i'm singing now
Mean nothing more than meow to an animal
Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account
But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound

D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do i need
Apostrophe t, need this torture?

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful
Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful
They want what they're not and i wish they would stop saying,
Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa
Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa

D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do i need
Apostrophe t, need this torture?

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

I don't want to live in this world anymore
I don't want to live in this world

Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't don't don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And i don't get around how you get around

All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots
And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop

And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice
Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice

And nothing's smelling like a rose
But i don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore

All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots
And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop

And nothing's smelling like a rose
But i don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore

No, no, no, no
Nothing's smelling like a rose
But i don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore

I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me your highness
And a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"

I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect
Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye
Now i laugh and make a fortune
Off the same ones that i tortured
And a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"

I look like jesus, so they say
But mr. jesus is very far away
Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true
That you love me and i love me

I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me your highness
And a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"
Yes a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"

Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand
Black coffee's not enough for me, i need a better friend
One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song
I know i must investigate
I hope that i can sing along

There's no time for metaphors cried the little pill to me
He said, "life is a placebo masquerading as a simile"*
Well, i knew that pill was lying
Too gregarious, too nice
But as he walked i had to sing this twice

Lie still, little bottle
Don't twist, it ain't twistin' time
With every move you make you just disintegrate my ever-troubled mind

Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand
Black coffee's not enough for me, i need a better friend
One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song
I know i must investigate
I hope that i can sing along

Lie still, little bottle
Lie still
Lie still, little bottle
Lie still
Lie still
Lie still

Come on baby turn that frown upside down
Tell me why you ain't been around
What is it brings you down?

We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)
We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)
We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)
We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)

And the big big whoredom scared me

No, no, baby i ain't convinced it ain't so bad as you paint it
There's plenty more heads of hair for us out there
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)

But the big big whoredom scares me (no no it doesn't do that)
The big big whoredom scares me (no no don't be sad)
The big big whoredom scares me (please please stop it)
The big big whoredom scares me (don't don't)
The big big whoredom scares me (please)
The big big whoredom scares me (no)
The big big whoredom scares me
The big big whoredom scares me
The big big whoredom scares me

She's got her ear to the walls and she's tappin' the calls
If you've got a secret boy, forget about it, 'cause she's a

Hotel detective
My little
Hotel detective
Yeah she's a
Hotel detective
Why don't you check her out

Well the bellhop is funky
The dumbwaiter's a monkey
If there's a knock at the door, boy, forget about it, 'cause she's a

Hotel detective
My little
Hotel detective
Yeah
Hotel detective
Cone on and check her out

She says she likes my face
She says she owns the place
Forget about it, 'cause she's a

Hotel detective
My little
Hotel detective
Come on her
Hotel detective
Why don't you check her out

Hotel detective
Come on and swing with me
Hotel detective
From the top of a tree
Hotel detective
And make me feel like a bee
Hotel detective
That's where i want to know you

Sometimes i feel like being wispy
And once in a while i feel like being dry
But we're doomed and we're drowned by this feeling we surround
So i hope that i get old before i die

Ohhhhh
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon i hope
And i wonder why this hasn't happened
Why why why
And i think about the dirt that i'll be wearing for a shirt
And i hope that i get old before i die

Clear off the kitchen table darling
For on the kitchen table i must lie
I'm just tired for my wife just served the banquet of my life
And i hope that i get old before i die

Ohhhhh
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon i hope
And i wonder why this hasn't happened
Why why why
And i think about the dirt that i'll be wearing for a shirt
And i hope that i get old before i die

Ohhhhh
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon i hope
And i wonder why this hasn't happened
Why why why
And i think about the dirt that i'll be wearing for a shirt
And i hope that i get old before i die

"every once in a while a band comes along that changes the course of human history, and that band is they might be giants."
Tom poston, the new york times.

"like so many things i can't understand, they left my teeth chattering for more."
Peggy cass, aquarian weekly

"maestro! i say right on!"
Orson bean, sky and telescope

"if you hear only one song this year, there's something terribly wrong with you."
Kitty carlyle, easy riders

Ladies and gentlemen, do not be alarmed. please remain perfectly still. what you are about to see is real. the performers are not grinning scarecrows sent here to torture and manipulate you.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce the twin quasars of rock. please give a warm, friendly hand to they might be giants!

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like kurtis blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders
What the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of
Should you worry when the skullhead is in front of you
Or is it worse because it's always waiting where your eyes don't go?

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like kurtis blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go

Well the rain falls down without my help i'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet though i've withheld my consent
When this grey world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hanging from the hope
That i'll never see that recipe again

As i walk, i think about a new way to walk
As i think, i'm using up the time left to think
And this train keep rolling off the track
Trying to act like something else
Trying to go where it's been uninvited

It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down, "never more will be around"
Though i'll wish you were there, i was less than we could bear
And i'm not the only dust my mother raised

So, i'm rattling the bars around this drink tank
Discreetly i should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely
But there'd be no percentage, and there'd be no proof
And the sound upon the roof is only water

And the rain falls down without my help i'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet though i've withheld my consent
When this grey world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hanging from the hope
That i'll never see that recipe again

It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down, "never more will be around"
Though i'll wish you were there, i was less than we could bear
And i'm not the only dust my mother raised
I am not the only dust my mother raised

Never thought i'd fall
But now i hear the call
I'm getting sentimental over you
Things you say and do
Just thrill me through and through
I'm getting sentimental over you

Once i wondered why
I'd sit at home and sigh
I'm getting sentimental over you
Words cannot describe
This poetry inside
I'm getting sentimental over you

I thought i was happy, i could live with myself
Now i see that love is all that i'm thinking of

Won't you please be kind
And just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle
Be gentle with me
'cause i'm getting sentimental over you

I thought i was happy, i could live with myself
Now i see that love is all that i'm thinking of

Won't you please be kind
And just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle
Be gentle with me
'cause i'm getting sentimental over you

Hi, we're the replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the replacements (hi)
And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band (we're playing in a rock'n'roll band)
We're having a good time (we're)
We're having a good time (we're)
We're having a good time (we're)
Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn (rock'n'rollin' 'til the 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)
Then we'll have a party (then)
Then we'll have a party (then)
Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn (rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn)
Hi, we're the replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the replacements (hi)
Hi, we're the replacements (hi)
And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band (we're playing in a rock'n'roll band)

I don't wanna!
Hi
Hi
Hi
We're playing in a rock'n'roll band
We're
We're
We're
Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn

Love sees love's happiness
But happiness can't see that love is sad
That love is sad
Sadness is hanging there
To show love somewhere something needs a change
They need a change

They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it's gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain

Lad's gal is all he has
Gal's gladness hangs upon the love of lad
The love of lad
Some things gal says to lad aren't meant as bad
But cause a little pain
They cause him pain

They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it's gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain

Don't call me at work again no no the boss still hates me
I'm just tired and i don't love you anymore
And there's a restaurant we should check out where
The other nightmare people like to go
I mean nice people, baby wait,
I didn't mean to say nightmare

Lad looks at other gals
Gal thinks jim beam is handsomer than lad
He isn't bad
Call off the wedding band
Nobody wants to hear that one again
Play that again

They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it's gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain

They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane
They'll need a crane

32 footsteps leading to the room where the paint doesn't want to dry
32 footsteps running down the road where the dirt reaches the sky
32 feathers in my brand-new indian headdress
32 new moons shining in 32 skies
What's the reason, why'd she go
Where's my baby, i don't know
32 footsteps, counted them myself, 32 footsteps

Bing bang bingalong, cing cang cingalong, ding dang dingalong day
Fing fang fingalong, ging gang gingalong, hing hang hingalong hay
Jing jang jingalong, king kang kingalong, ling lang lingalong lay
Ming mang mingalong, ning nang ningalong, ping pang pingalong pay

What's the reason, why'd she go
Where's my baby, i don't know
32 footsteps, counted them myself, 32 footsteps

32 lies my ears never saw when the floorboards gave way
32 walls come tumbling down and the night turns to day
32 infantrymen running in place
32 boxcars, all of them have your face

What's the reason, why'd she leave
Don't you know we're on the eve of
32 footsteps, counted them myself, 32 footsteps

(no) 28
(no) 29
(no) 30
31

Everything right is wrong again
Just like in the long long trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her

Wake me when it's over, touch my face
Tell me every word has been erased
Don't you want to know the reason
Why the cupboard's not appealing
Don't you get the feeling that

Everything that's right is wrong again
You're a weasel overcome with dinge
Weasel overcome but not before the damage done
The healing doesn't stop the feeling

Everything right is wrong again
Just like in the long long trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her

And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
The song is over now

Everything right is wrong again
Every movement false, every four is waltz again
Every five and dime's been gained and spent
Tell me that you like my float upstream
Draw the line dividing laugh and scream
You know everything that i know so i know
You've heard the voice that makes the silent noise
That says that

Everything that's right is wrong again
You're a weasel overcome with dinge
Weasel overcome but not before the damage done
The healing doesn't stop the feeling

Everything right is wrong again
Just like in the long long trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her

And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
And now the song is over now
The song is over now

Which describes how you're feeling all the time
Which describes how you're feeling all the
Feeling all the time
There's this guy in the sky and he makes you want to
Want to make you sigh, like the time
When you felt like you're feeling all the time
And you sighed at the cracks in the ceiling all the time
You said "i'm feeling fine" but it didn't really rhyme
It didn't rhyme, overseas

Which describes how you're feeling all the time

It describes how you're feeling

Which describes how you're feeling all the time
When you lie that your life's unappealing all the time
But your lie doesn't rhyme with the word overseas
Overseas there's this guy
Who describes how you're feeling all the time
In his mind he can find how you're feeling all the time
From behind distant lines
Even straighter than his spine
Which is fine
Which is fine
And describes how you're feeling all the time

I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me your highness
And a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"

I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect
Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye
Now i laugh and make a fortune
Off the same ones that i tortured
And a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"

I look like jesus, so they say
But mr. jesus is very far away
Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true
That you love me and i love me

I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me your highness
And a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"
Yes a world screams, "kiss me, son of god"

Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends

Ana ng and i are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think i would say if there was a me for you

All alone at the '64 world's fair
Eighty dolls yelling "small girl after all"
Who was at the dupont pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in the back of the edge of hearing
These are the words the voice was repeating:

Ana ng and i are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think i would say if there was a me for you

When i was driving once i saw this painted on a bridge:
"i don't want the world, i just want your half"

They don't need me here, and i know you're there (don't need me)
Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)
And the truth is, we don't know anything (don't know)

Ana ng and i are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think i would say if there was a me for you

Ana ng and i are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think i would say if there was a me for you

Ana ng and i are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think i would say if there was a me for you

I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasn't me you punched a hole in
At the west german protest march

Simultaneous events don't happen
We are isolated temporally
And a part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know it's so

Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, it's samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)

I didn't write the words you hear me singing (didn't write the words you hear me singing)
I didn't sing the line before this one (didn't sing the line before this one)
You are not the one i was addressing (you are not the one i was addressing)
That person took a train to africa (africa)

Where he met the consulate from belgium
Who is now a buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the oakland raiders
Striking out the batter she became

Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, it's samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, it's samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)

What do you think--what do you make out of that recording?
I don't know, gloria, i just--
Some kind of singing. they sound like all kinds of people, right?
Yeah.
And then it says "another child is born in india every time you call this number," right?
Yeah, right.
Does that make any sense to you?
No, it doesn't make no sense to me.
And the guy that spoke--i don't know who he is.
Yeah.
But that--it doesn't sound like no answering machine, right?
No, it ain't an answering machine because they're not saying anything, they're just--
But what does he get--how does he make money on this? whatever he's advertising in the paper, that's the part that don't make no sense.
Oh, he's advertising this in the paper you saw it.
In the village voice, yeah. they got--that's where the kiss clinic, but they give you another number if you wanna join it. and i got "intellectuals meet with other intellectuals."
Yeah.
"speak another language."
Yeah. oh.
They meet at la mai--la maisonette restaurant. they give you the price. then they give you another number to call if you're interested. this guy, all you get is this here recording, but i don't
Ow he makes money.
Yeah, yeah.
You know what i'm saying? it's just--they got the craziest things in that paper.
Yeah.
They come over with all--they got the craziest things. but this one here-- "there must be giants," it's called. and it says, "call machine," and they got the phone number.
Yeah.
But what kind of money does he make? it don't make no sense. well, he don't make any money, right?
No.
But, then--then he's a nut, right? do you see--do you see any sense to that? "there may be giants?" that re--that recording i have on. the new one. did you hear it? i changed it. i too
The intellectuals. i put on there may be giants.
What?
Who's they may be giants?
What are you talking about?
That's what's on my--the phone, there may be--argh, well i can't explain it. 'cause i don't know what it is. look in the paper, don't blame me if the guy's a nut.

Once a boy named mister me bemoaned a great regret
I've floundered in the misty sea, but can't abide its mystery
I wound up sad, you bet

So onward go and edward ho into the bounding main
Enjoy the show look out below but mind the misty sea
Or end up sad like mister me

He ended up sad
He ended up sad
He ended up really, really, really sad
He ended up sad
He ended up sad
He ended up really, really, really sad

So take the hand of mister me and mister, make him glad
To swim the mister misty sea and cease the mister mystery
That mister, made him sad

He ended up sad
He ended up sad
He ended up really, really, really sad
He ended up sad
He ended up sad
He ended up really, really, really sad

He ended up sad
He ended up sad
He ended up really, really, really sad
He ended up sad
He ended up sad
He ended up really, really, really sad

The possible dream
Finale of seem
The moment that some call eternal that some call insane
Now helmets on each head awaiting the first lead
The pageant is named the pencil rain

The infantry stands
And holds out its hands
The marshal's binoculars focus and skyward they train
They're searching the yonder blue
They look out for number two
The heraldry of the pencil rain

And now hear the roar that none can ignore
The thunderous clatter of splintering wood and lives that are claimed
And none who have witnessed all
Can think of a nobler cause than perishing in the pencil rain
The pencil rain
The pencil rain
The pencil rain

Who can snap my fingers?
Nobody can, nobody can
Where's my cat's pajamas?
In the can, the big trash can

Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down

3-8-7-6-9-6-2-night*

Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (swing is a word)
Six feet down

Particle man, particle man
Doing the things a particle can
What's he like? it's not important
Particle man

Is he a dot, or is he a speck?
When he's underwater does he get wet?
Or does the water get him instead?
Nobody knows, particle man

Triangle man, triangle man
Triangle man hates particle man
They have a fight, triangle wins
Triangle man

Universe man, universe man
Size of the entire universe man
Usually kind to smaller man
Universe man

He's got a watch with a minute hand,
Millenium hand and an eon hand
When they meet it's a happy land
Powerful man, universe man

Person man, person man
Hit on the head with a frying pan
Lives his life in a garbage can
Person man

Is he depressed or is he a mess?
Does he feel totally worthless?
Who came up with person man?
Degraded man, person man

Triangle man, triangle man
Triangle man hates person man
They have a fight, triangle wins
Triangle man

Piece of dirt, that is all i'm standing on today
Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away
I would climb the highest mountain just to jump into a fountain
Or to fly, i'd fly away

A woman's voice on the radio can convince you you're in love
A woman's voice on the telephone can convince you you're alone
But i set my sails so long ago they've revoked my sailor's badge
Said i should be content and happy on this ink spot where i stand

Piece of dirt, that is all i'm standing on today
Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away
I find myself haunted by a spooky man named me
I wish that i could jump out of my skin

I could never sleep my way to the top
'cause my alarm clock always wakes me right up
And since my options had been whittled away
I struck a bargain with my radio dj
I said i'd like this song to be number one
He said "i'd really really like to help you my son"
And then i knew that i would have him to thank
Because he asked me how much i had in the bank

He said to think long term investment and
That all the others had forgiven themselves
He said the net reward would justify
The colossal mess they'd made of their lives

He said the record wouldn't have to be hot
And no one ever seemed to care if it's not
It would depend on something else that i've got
And that the other ones who'd given it a shot
Had seen a modest sum grow geometrically
And then they had forgiven themselves
Because the net reward had justified
The colossal mess they'd made of their lives*

Hey mr. dj, i thought you said we had a deal
I thought you said, "you scratch my back and i'll scratch your record"
And i thought you said we had a deal

Well, i told you about the world (its address)
I wonder when they're gonna clean up the mess
You know the rabid child is still tuning in
Chess piece face's patience must be wearing thin
Because they haven't played this song on the air
Not that anyone but me even cared
And the disk jockey has moved out of town
The district courthouse says he's nowhere to be found

He said to think long term investment and
That all the others had forgiven themselves
He said the net reward would justify
The colossal mess they'd made of their lives

Hey mr. dj, i thought you said we had a deal
I thought you said, "you scratch my back and i'll scratch your record"
And i thought you said we had a deal

You'll always miss my big old body
In its prime and never shoddy,
While bloodhounds wait down in the lobby you'll eulogize my big old body

You'll miss me with effigies
Lighting up your house like xmas trees
As tears roll down below your knees
You'll miss me with effigies

Go find a man to fit my shoes
Left one's old and the right one's new
And i bought the right one just for you
Go find a man to fit my shoes

You'll see my teeth in the stars above
Every tree a finger of my glove
And every time push comes to shove
You'll see my teeth in the stars above

Your money talks but my genius walks
Morticians wait with a shovel and a fork
As detectives trace my hands with chalk
Your money talks but my genius walks

You'll miss me so
You will miss me
It must be raining because a man ain't supposed to cry
But i look up and i don't see a cloud

This song is dedicated to all you modern-day troubadors out there
And i think i know who you are

I got to get a job
Got to get some pay
My son's gotta go to art school
He's leaving in three days
And the tv's in esperanto*
You know that that's a bitch
But alienation's for the rich
And i'm feeling poorer every day
Hey hey hey

Well i ain't feeling happy
About the state of things in my life
But i'm working to make it better
With a six of miller high life
Just drinking and a-driving
Making sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich
And i'm feeling poorer every day
Hey hey hey

Well i ain't feeling happy
About the state of things in my life
But i'm working to make it better
With a six of miller high life
Just drinking and a-driving
Making sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich
And i'm feeling poorer every day
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

In the mornin' sun 'round seven o'clock
The parking lot fills around toys-r-us
And my little girl, she will get away
Ride her bike down toddler hiway
Take your close'n'play
Toddler hiway

Fake out
Fake in
Fake it to me
What is fake?
Fake t.v.
Land of a thousand fake outs
Fake worse than death

In buenos aires
In buenos aires

Fake out
Fake in
Faker's delight
Fake your claim
Fake around the clock
Winner fake all
Three fakes, you're out

In buenos aires
In buenos aires