Yes Man

Blinking lights on the airplane wings
Up above the trees
Blinking down a Morse code signal
Especially for me

Ain't no rainbow in the sky
In the middle of the night
But the signal's coming through
One day I will be alright again

Blinking lights on the highway cars
Stopping one by one
Get a look at the accident
Didn't see that one coming

And the doctor in the sky
Gonna bring his chopper down
Gonna bring me out alive
And set me on the ground
Once more again

Blinking lights on the airplane wings
Up above the trees

Miss O'Malley didn't mean what she said
Got a heart but a head full of lead
She can dream but she never can do it
You're alright and you're gonna get through it

People spend their days
Trying to find new ways
To put you down all over town
But they're not fit
To lick your boots

Nothing harder to watch
Than an Englishman
Trying to cry
Even if he can
He can dream but he never can do it
Saying you - You're the one that blew it

People spend their days
Trying to find new ways
To put you down all over town
But they're not fit
To lick your boots

Little field mice
Living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you're
Gonna be spared
You're wrong

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

Heat is rolling in like
Hell's red rug
Stinking like the
Breath of Beelzebub
And if you think you won't
Walk on coals
You will

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day
The day

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

That's real good
Oh yeah

I should have been the one to break up with you
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I wanna snap your neck and spit on you.
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
If I got a call and said you were dead
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I'd shrug my shoulders and I say what-ev
You said, Who are you? Who are you?

Hey have we met before? Oh yeah I think we have
Because we only dated for four and a half years
No big deal, I've only witnessed you sitting on the couch
Watching Next in your undies,
But its cool that you act like you have no idea who I am.

I saw you a my records last night
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
You straighten your hair and had a henna tatto
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I wanna shove your face just shove it.
You said, Who are you? Who are you?

My mother thinks you're in the closet
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
Its so weird because when we used to go out you never even liked the TJ wantons
And now we have to drive all the way to marvista or some stupid place and eat
Some stupid butter-nut squash ravioli or something because you took the last bag like some
immature little clown.

I saw you thursday at the arclect
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I was on a date you ruined my night
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I saw you shopping at the trader just
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I see you everywhere it really blows.
You said, Who are you? Who are you?

Hey, did you ever meet my friend Ian?
He's a computer hacker.
He helped me erase your Myspace page,
And your band's Myspace page,
And your Facebook page.
Happy networking asshole.

So remember all the stuff you forgot
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
After you just bought.
You said, Who are you? Who are you?
I'd like to see the look on your greasy face.
You said, Who are you? Who are you?

And so for sixteen hundy on audi base?
He said, I know you. I know you.
Uh-huh.

Went down by the old courthouse
Stumbling through the streets
Had to get out of the house
Had to use my feet
And you may not think much of me now
But I think so damn much of you

Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
When the party's over
You're on your own

Trash truck coming up the road
Picking up the trash
Riding to a better place
Hoping we don't crash
Thinking how things
Have turned out
I never would've guessed it
This way

Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
When the party's over
You're on your own

And you may not think much of me now
But I think so damn much of you

Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
Now the party's over
I'm on my own