Viva Wisconsin

Life is an adventure,
Made for an adventurer.
Made just for the boy who can,
Grow up strong and become a man.
Nothing will bother you,
You will do what you want to.
Laughes and loves and hopes and dreams,
Action will supply the means.
Living for something.
Foregiving nothing,
And you're forgiving, nothing,
Cause you're living for something.
Fast is fast, the sacred cow.
Life is in the here and now.
Got to dream and got to hope.
Broaden your horizon scope.
I told you once and i told you twice,
Japanese eat lots of rice.
You can be my assistant.
It could be to you detriment.
Ah we're believing something.
Conceiving a great wealth.
Conceiving nothing
Believing in myself
Believing in myself
Life is an adventure,
Made for an adventurer.
Made just for the boy who can,
Grow up strong and become a man.
La, la, la, ...


Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, organ
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
Bob jennings: tenor and baritone sax, horn arrangement
Pat basler: alto sax
Ed spangenberg: trombone

Produced by brian ritchie and gordon gano
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwaukee, wi

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You smile because you know
You smile because you know
You smile i told you so
C'mon gimme a smile---i'm gonna let you know

You're something special

Your momma don't lie
Your papa don't lie
Your momma don't lie
Your papa don't lie
All of the good things
They said about you
They said you were hot
Ooo i think it might be true
Special special what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Special special what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Get away from me
I'm gonna hurt somebody
Get away from me
I'm gonna hurt somebody
No, i don't really want to hurt nobody
But sometimes i just gotta hurt somebody
'cause people are dangerous
And people are adventurous
And people are mysterious
And people are they're suspicious
Of somebody who' special
What's so special about him
What's so special

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Crossed the path then i followed your face
It was hard to believe
It was hard to trace
I saw you today
Seems like i see you everyday
But there's something i figured out 'bout you
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh yeah
So ugly
I'm tellin' you strait
So ugly
Don't make a mistake
Cause your ugly
You could bet it on the bank
Say why why
Why would i lie to you
Why would i lie
Why would i lie
Your so ugly
All the time
Ugly
You ain't no friend of mine
Cause your ugly
You could bet it on the bank
Say why why
Why would i lie to you
Why would i lie
Why would i lie

When you smile or a frown
I'm so tired of you be'in around
Engaged in some sexual acts
We'll i'm just gonna have to tell you all the facts
What could that be about,
Well here's a clue
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh yeah
So ugly
I'm tellin' you strait
So ugly
Don't make a mistake
Cause your ugly
I'm tellin' you that
I say why why
Why would i lie to you
Why would i lie
Why would i lie
Your so ugly
All the time
Ugly
You ain't no friend of mine
Ugly
You could bet it on the bank
Say why why
Why would i lie to you
Why would i lie
Why would i lie
Your so ugly
La la la la
So ugly....




Gordon gano: guitar, lead vocal
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, electric bass,vocals
Victor delorenzo: snare drum and trancephone, vocals

Recorded at castle recording company, london

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"the profit is a fool, the spirtual man is mad,
For the multitude of thine inequity, and the great hatred." (hosea 9:7)

Everyone's trying to decide,
Where to go when there's no place to hide.
I follow the bombs as they're coming down.
This must have been hallowed ground.

No matter what they decide to have done.
Burn up the clouds, block out the sun.
My hope is in one they can't bring down.
My soul is in hallowed ground.

I see the fear, it's on the rise.
Let's catch the enemy by surprise.
Burry your treasure where it can't be found.
Burry it deep in hallowed ground.



Gordon gano: vocals, electric guitar
Brian ritchie: electric bass, vocals
Victor delorenzo: drums, vocals

Produced by mark van hecke
Recorded at secret sound studio, new york city

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Just last night
I was reminded of
Just how bad
It had gotten and
Just how sick
I had become
But it could change
With this relationship
De-de range
We've all been thru some shit
And if were a thing
I think this things begun
Tell me now
What do i have to do
To prove my love to you
Special favors come in 31 flavors
Were out of mints
Pass the life savers
I'm droppin hints
Candy for candy-coated tongue
You'd be so good
So very good for me
What do you think
Tell me honestly
I'm wait wait wait
W-wait wait
Waiting for you to come
Tell me now
What do i have to do
To prove my love to you
I'd do anything
I'd do it all
I'd do it all for you
I'd climb a mountain
I'd cross the ocean
I'd do it it all
To prove my love to you



Gordon gano: guitar, lead vocal
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocal
Victor delorenzo: snare drum and trancephone, vocals

Engineers: glen l. loribecki and john tanner
Recorded at castle recording company, lake geneva, wi, july 1982
Produced by mark van hecke

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When i'm out walking i strut my stuff yeah i'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite i just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like i blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands i know your the one
Body and beats i stain my sheets i don't even know why
My girlfriend she's at the end she is starting to cry
Let me go on like i blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands i know your the one...


Gordon gano: guitar, lead vocal
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar
Victor delorenzo: snare drum and trancephone,
Vocal

Engineers: glen l. lorbiecki and john tanner
Recorded at castle recording company, lake geneva, wi, july 1982
Produced by mark van hecke

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People worry
What are they worrin about today
Seems like there's a good reason
To worry worry worry
I'd sit around listening to you story
If i wasn't in such a
Hurry hurry hurry
And i'm so lonely
I just don't think i can take it anymore
And i'm so lonely
I just don't know what to do
And i'm so lonely
Feel like i'm gonna crawl away and die
And i'm so lonely
Feel like i'm gonna
Hack hack hack hack it apart
Seems like theres a good reason to be
Lonely lonely lonely
I gotta get someone or something
To make me feel less
Lonely lonely lonely
I know i could do it
I know if i wasn't so
Lonely lonely lonely
Have we got an army
We'll teach you how to act like to act like a man
Have we got an army
Man i mean to tell you we can fight
Have we got an army
And were gonna do it tonight
Do do do it tonight
Yeah they're gonna
Pay pay pay pay it tonight
Do do do it tonight
People worry
What are they worrin about today
People worry
Na you see i've learned my lessons
And i don't even want to here about your confessions




Gordon gano: guitar, violin, lead vocal
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, xylophone, electric bass
Victor delorenzo: snare drum and trancephone,
Drum set, scotch marching bass drum, vocals

Engineers: glen l. loribecki and john tanner
Recorded at castle recording company, lake geneva, wi, july 1982
Produced by mark van hecke

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I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I'm nothing'
I'm nothin'
Are you a republican or a democrat
A liberal fascist full of crap
I'm nothin'
I'm nothin'
Somebody somewhere might be something
But everybody everywhere
Knows that i'm nothin
Politics and dirty tricks
I got no time for stones and sticks
Politics and dirty tricks
I got no time i'm chasing chicks
I'm nothin'
I'm nothin'
Somebody somewhere might be something
But everybody everywhere
Knows that i'm nothing
I'm nothing but i'm not proud
'cause being nothing it's not allowed
Are you a gay or are you straight
Do you believe in love
Or do you believe in hate
I'm nothin'
I'm nothin'
Somebody somewhere said he was something
But to everybody everywhere
I'm saying i'm nothing
I'm nothing. i'm like a cloud
I'm free to be alone in a crowd
What's your reality. it's not real to me
What's your anomaly. it is my destiny
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I'm nothin'
Nothin'
Nothin'
I'm nothing now and i'll be nothing when
This nothing world has it's nothing end

Gordon gano: vocal, guitar

Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi

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I had me a wife, i had me some daughters.
I tried so hard, i never knew still waters.
Nothing to eat and nothing to drink.
Nothing for a man to do but sit around and think.
Nothing for a man to do but sit around and think.

Well, i'm a thinkin' and thinkin', till there's nothin' i ain't thunk.
Breathing in the stink, till finally i stunk.
It was at that time, i swear i lost my mind.
I started making plans to kill my own kind.
I started making plans to kill my own kind.

Come little daughter," i said to the youngest one,
Put your coat on, we'll have some fun.
We'll go out to mountains, the one to explore.
Her face then lit up, i was standing by the door.
Her face then lit up, i was standing by the door.

Come little daughter, i will carry the lanterns.
We'll go out tonight, we'll go to the caverns.
We'll go out tonight, we'll go to the caves.
Kiss your mother goodnight and remember that god saves.
Kiss your mother goodnight and remember that god saves.

A led her to a hole, a deep black well.
I said "make a wish, make sure and not tell and
Close you're eyes dear, and count to seven.
You know your papa loves you, good children go to heaven.
You know your papa loves you, good children go to heaven.

I gave her a push, i gave her a shove.
I pushed with all my might, i pushed with all my love.
I through my child into a bottomless pit.
She was screaming as she fell, but i never heard her hit.
She was screaming as she fell, but i never heard her hit.

Gather round boys to this tale that i tell.
You wanna know how to take a short trip to hell?
It's guarenteed to get your own place in hell.
Just take your lovely daughter and push her in the well.
Take your lovely daughter and throw her in the well.

Don't speak to me of lovers, with a broken heart.
You wanna know what can really tear you apart?
I'm going out to the barn, will i never stop in pain?
I'm going out to the barn, to hang myself in shame.




Gordon gano: vocals, acoustic guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar
Victor delorenzo: drums, vocals
Tony trischka; banjo
Produced by mark van hecke
Recorded at secret sound studio, new york city

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Old mother reagan
And her crew
Took away
From me and you
I hope she goes far away
She better go far away
Y'know it ain't right
When it's all wrong
This is the old mother reagan
Protest song
Old mother reagan
She's so dumb
She's so dangerous
How come...
Old mother reagan went to heaven
But at the pearly gates
She was stopped!


Gordon gano: vocals, giutar
Brian ritchie: bass, vocals
Victor delorenzo: drums, vocal

Produced by jerry harrison
Recoded & mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwaukee

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