Dinosaurchestra
Tracklist:
Dinosaurchestra Part One
Travel back in time with me
Two hundred million B.C...What's your name and what do you play?
My name is Neil and I don't play anything
What fun should we have today?
Shook my Magic Eight Ball and it said
Let's rock out in a Dinosaurchestra
Let's all shout in a Dinosaurchestra
Let's have fun in a Dinosaurchestra
Let's eat children in a DinosaurchestraAction Movie Hero Boy
I'm bad!
I gotta figure out where mommy keeps the dynamite
I'll get some measuring tape so I can time it right
I know it's dangerous, I know you're thinking I am a fool
But it's the only chance I'll ever get to look so cool. (Look so cool.)Hey, look at me, casually
Walking away like Action Movie Hero Boy
In slow-mo, everything glowing and
Blowing to bits right behind meYou see it all the time in theatres on the silver screen
Like when the good guy blows the bad guy's house to smithereens
I've got a movie-making camera and a dozen grenades
I'm looking tough, I've got the stuff, I've got the spiffy shades. (Spiffy shades.)Hey, look at me, casually
Walking away like Action Movie Hero Boy
In slow-mo, everything glowing and
Blowing to bits right behind meI am aware it's just a movie. I'm aware it's a cliché
I am aware I'm being stupid. I'm aware of that, but hey
This is just something that I gotta do
Yeah. (Yeah.)Hey, look at me, casually
Stumbling down like Action Movie Blooper Reels
In slow-mo, everything glowing and
Blowing to bits including meFine
One, two, three, four
Today has a way
Of scarring your eyes
With negative light
But it's a disguise
I put on my shades
And see through the lies
The convenient truth isLight is on the way
We'll be having a fun time
It's such a lovely day
We should pocket the sunshine
And never give it back
Even if there's a heat wave
Or terrorist attack
It will just be a close shave, I knowI know
That every bomb
Has a silver lining, I know
I know
It won't be long untilEverything works out nice in the end
The sun will marry the moon
It'll be fine
Why don't we sit back mellow again
And have a nice afternoon?
It'll be fineI go for a walk
The sidewalk is cracked
I'm not superstitious
But I made a pact
With old Mother Earth
She'd get off my back
If I get off hersLight is on the way
We'll be having a fun time
It's such a lovely day
We should pocket the sunshine
And never give it back
Even if there's a heat wave
We're stalling on the track
It will just be a close shave, I knowI know
That in a snap
All the birds will sing, I know
I know
I'm full of crap, but stillEverything works out nice in the end
The sun will marry the moon
It'll be fine
Why don't we sit back mellow again
And have a nice afternoon?
It'll be fineFine
Fine
Fine. (Everything is gonna be...)
Fine
Fine
Fine. (Everything is gonna be...)
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine... (Everything is gonna be...)
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine... (Everything is gonna be...)
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine...One, two, three, four
Everything works out nice in the end
The sun will marry the moon
It'll be fine
Why don't we sit back mellow again
And have a nice afternoon?
It'll be fineEverything works out nice in the end. (I know)
The sun will marry the moon. (That every bomb)
Works out nice in the end. (Has a silver lining, I know.)
Why don't we sit back mellow again (I know)
And have a nice afternoon? (It won't be long until...)
Sit back mellow againEverything works out nice in the end
The sun will marry the moon
It'll be fine
Why don't we sit back mellow again
And have a nice afternoon?
It'll be fine, fine, fine, fine...Lawnmower
The breeze is a-blowin'
The grass just won't stop growin'
So I'd better do somethin' soon
Gonna spend the afternoonMowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawnThis grass is taller than me
I'm gonna make potpourri
Out of what's left when I'm through
Doin' what I gotta doMowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawnLawnmower! Rev it up good now
Lawnmower! Listen to the sound, hey
Lawnmower! Rev it up, take it on
Down, take it all around townLet me hear y'all
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawnThe whole neighbourhood is unified
'Bout time the music died
And was replaced by the sound of one thousand motors;
Replaced by the soul-affirming grass odoursMowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawnLawnmower! Rev it up good now
Lawnmower! Listen to the sound, hey
Lawnmower! Rev it up, take it on
Down, take it all around townCome on now
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn. (Lawnmower...)
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawn. (Lawnmower...)
Mowin' the lawn, mowin' the lawnLawnmower
LawnmowerStuck
I'm just walking along
Stuck in a song
Whistling thusly
Stereotypical life:
Kids and a wife
Three of them plus meNeil's inspiration is thin
Thin as a pin
There isn't much to me
So I'm just walking along
Stuck in a song
Happily gloomyBreak it off
Break it off
Take me out
Don't let the melody fake me outBreak it off
Break it off
Take me out
Don't let the melody fake me outI don't even have a name
This brings me shame
I'm so diminished
I know all songs have an end
I could pretend
This one is finishedI guess both ways I am screwed
Maybe if you'd
Do me a favor
If this track's on a CD
Skip it for me
You'd be my saviorBreak it off
Break it off
Take me out
Don't let the melody fake me outBreak it off
Break it off
Take me out
Don't let the melody fake me outBreak it off
Break it off
Take me out
Don't let the melody fake me outBreak it off
Break it off
Take me out
Don't let the melody fake me outOh no...
Oh no...
Oh no...
Oh no...The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo city like a big playground
When suddenly Batman burst from the shade
And hit Godzilla with a bat grenade
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack
But didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq
Who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq-Fu
When Aaron Carter came out of the blue
And he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal
Then they both got flattened by the Batmobile
But before it could make it back to the Batcave
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave
And took an AK-47 out from under his hat
Blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat
But he ran out of bullets and he ran away
Because Optimus Prime came to save the dayThis is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny
Good guys, bad guys and explosions, as far as the eye can see
And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destinyGodzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime
Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out crime
And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track
But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back
And Batman was injured and trying to get steady
When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete
But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip
Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
And he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find
'Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed
And Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist
Then he jumped in the air and he did a somersault
While Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault
Onto Optimus Prime but they collided in the air
Then they both got hit by a Care Bear stareThis is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny
Good guys, bad guys and explosions, as far as the eye can see
And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
This is the ultimate showdown...Angels sang out an immaculate chorus
Down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris
Who delivered a kick which could shatter bones
Into the crotch of Indiana Jones
Who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain
As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne
But Chuck saw through his clever disguise
And he crushed Batman's head in between his thighsThen Gandalf the gray, and Gandalf the white
And Monty Python and the Holy Grail's black knight
And Benito Mussolini, and the Blue Meanie
And Cowboy Curtis, and Jambi The Genie
Robocop, The Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader
Lo-pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger
Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan
Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan
All came out of nowhere lightning fast
And they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass
It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw
With civilians looking on in total awe
The fight raged on for a century
Many lives were claimed but eventually
The champion stood, the rest saw their better
Mr. Rogers in a blood-stained sweaterThis is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny
Good guys, bad guys and explosions, as far as the eye can see
And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
This is the ultimate showdown... (this is the ultimate showdown)
This is the ultimate showdown... (this is the ultimate showdown)
This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destinyVow of Silence
I'll never have a chance to say
Everything I want to say
But that's okay, I don't need
To say a thing anywayJust want to take it in
See the world, watch it spin
Learn to play the violin
I'll even try to shed
Any words from my head
Think in Mentalese insteadDon't call me on a telephone
I don't wanna be alone
But I have grown out of it
So leave a message at the toneJust want to take it in
See the world, watch it spin
Learn to play the violin
I'll even try to shed
Any words from my head
Think in Mentalese insteadAnd I'll take a vow of silence
(Shut up, shut up, shut up.)
I'll take a vow of silence
(Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up, shut up.)
I'll take a vow of...Silence means that you can't speak
You can't let things out, they stay inside
You just sit and nod like a quiet freak
And you hold your tongue and you swallow your pride
And if you're travelling down the street
And suddenly witness a crime
You've gotta keep it to yourself
You've gotta keep it inside
Your quiet little mind
Until the end of timeAnd you've got to...
Shut up, shut up, shut up. (Seen and not heard.)
Shut up, shut up, shut up. (Not a single word)
Shut up, shut up, shut up. (For the rest of your life.)
Shut up, shut up, shut upNow I'm no silent snob
But Teller and Silent Bob
Tend to do an awful job
But let me tell you, son
Harpo Marx is the one
I wouldn't be surprised
If he didn't have a tongueWhoa, I'll take a vow of silence
(Shut up, shut up, shut up.)
I'll take a vow of silence
(Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up, shut up.)I'll take a vow of...
I'll take a vow of...
I'll take a vow of...
Silence...
Silence...
SilenceNeverending Hum
Inside of everybody's head
Inside of everybody's head
There is a hum
There's a hum
There's a neverending hum
And no one ever seems to notice it
No one seems to notice it
You have never noticed it
Never ever. Never ever
Until nowDeep in the dankest corners of the human mind
Of any given person that you happen to see
There rests a creature
Or, more specifically
A critter, hiding and sitting
In the churning, boiling, philosophical pot
Of self-aware chowder that we call thoughtThis critter has a name
But it's different for each person
Mine is named Corey
And it looks like an armadillo
In KISS make-upJabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabba
Jabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabba
Jabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabba
Jabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabbaPicture your spirit in a delicatessen
In the slums of the universe
"Open" sign dangling, daring all parasites
Giving you mosquito bites
Sucking the life out of all of your customers
But fear not, it's your critter to the rescue
Hum emanating from its lipsAnd fear disappears
As the parasite trips
And lands in a puddle
And that's your rebuttal
To the argument that you
Weren't even listening to
Because of the neverending humJabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabba
Jabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabba
Jabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
Jibba jabba
Jabbidy jabbidy jabbidy jabba
JibbaDinosaurchestra Part Two
Brontosaur
Rocking out hardcoreTriceratops
Pissing off the copsIguanodon
With a mohawk onHip hurrah
For the DinosaurchestraYour Imaginary Friend
Simple and small
Almost alone
Curled up in a ball
With a tin can phone
Tied to a twist
Leading outside
And into the mist
Where the shadows hideMaybe when you're gone, (Maybe when you're gone.)
We'll gladly take your place
You're so nicely drawn. (You're so nicely drawn.)
We like your face, and
We want to be your imaginary friend
Want to be your imaginary friendWhen you were young
You knew us well
The cat had your tongue
So you could not yell
When you were cross
All you could do
Was call it a loss
Though this was not trueWe've since disappeared
That is, until tonight
When you turn out the light
And everything stands stillThe wind's direction shifts
And makes the curtains lift...
And you see us on the sillEvery word that you've learned
Every wish that you've burned
Every single strand of hair in your head
Every book that you've read:
We love you this muchWe want to be your imaginary friend
Want to be your imaginary...Friend
Archaeopteryx
Saw him in a book of fossils
Dancing with some old Apostles
I think if I went back in time
He'd be there, alive
Root of all my jealousy
Grounded in my devastation
I can't get no aviation
Up in the sky, his grandchildren fly
I don't sing, I sighTell the Archaeopteryx
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis
Liar liar, wings on fireWhen it's fast approaching winter
And I eat my turkey dinner
Tickles of hate, they rattle my cage
And evolve to rage
This is when I make a choice
I will build a time contraption
I will start a chain reaction
Know what I think I'm going to do?
I am going to...Tell the Archaeopteryx
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis
Liar liar, wings on fireNow the clock ticks
And I hope this will fix
All the present bird tricks
Farewell, Mr. ArchaeopteryxTell the Archaeopteryx
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis
Liar liar, wings on fireEyewishes
I'm without eyelashes
I noticed, so are you
We used them on wishes
And none of them came trueTerrible, I know, but fair is fair is fair
I'm blinking up a storm
But nothing's ever ever thereI'm without a soulmate
I noticed, so are you
What is that, anyway?
Copycat, I hate youMirror mirror on the emotional wall
I'm dancing like a fool
But no one seems to care at allI'm without any more
Things to be without, since
Everything I longed for
Followed in my footprintsNow I guess would be the perfect time to die
So take care of my pets and plants
And now I'll say good...Bystanding
Bystanders
Bystanding
Bicycling byTriumphant
Trifecta
Try not to cryQuadruple
Odd-pupiled
God of the weekQuintessential
Grin penciled in
Cheek to cheekIndie Cindy & The Lo-Fi Lullabies
Indie Cindy & the Lo-Fi Lullabies
Released her first LP
Entitled "Moe Is We"
To the private public just the other day
Through Cindy's very own label
Acrobat Unstable RecordsBut the only chart
That it even scratched
Was in Cindy's heart
Which would fall apart
'Cause it was barely attached
To anything other than
Broken synthesizer keys
Cassette tapes and burned CDsIndie Cindy & the Lo-Fi Lullabies
Ain't getting very big
In fact, her only gig
Was pathetic even though she dreamed it up
In fact, it was a nightmare
The sound just wasn't right thereAnd when she woke up
And when she woke up
That was whenIndie Cindy broke up
Indie Cindy broke up
She broke up
Not for artistic differences
She just tore her studio down
Threw her equipment around
In cyclonic displacement
'Til it looked like her basement againNothing Worth Loving Isn't Askew
You are red and blue and green
Living like a living computer glitch
You could change to anything
All you gotta do is just hit the switchYou are muscle, flesh, and bone
Living in the land of automobiles
If you ever lose your shoes
All you gotta do is just click your heelsSymmetry's overrated, methinks
Look at the scars all over the SphinxDo you know that when you blink
Each eye winks slightly out of sync?Symmetry's overrated, methinks
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx
Even the planet spins with a tilt
Everybody's built like a quiltHave you heard the awful truth?
Cursed asymmetricals go to hell
If you trip and lose a tooth
You gotta knock the other side out as wellGouge both eyes out and you'll see
Empty sockets everywhere: self abyss
Fill them up with mercury
So that I can see myself when we kissSymmetry's overrated, methinks
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx
Even the planet spins with a tilt
Everybody's built like a quiltTrees in the forest fall to the side
Everybody's got something to hide
Except for me and my suitcase
Full of imperfections
If the court has no objections...Symmetry's overrated, methinks
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx
I am lopsided, and so are you
Nothing worth loving isn't askewThis Hyper World
Oh, for the first time in your life
You're asking me for my advice
But don't you dare think you're off the hook
Without me taking an honest lookYou got nothing up your sleeve
You got plenty on your mind
And your mouth is getting dry
Because you're yawning all the time
And the days are getting longer
But your patience ticks away
And the wind could knock you over
If the walls weren't in the wayWhat can you do?
What can you do about it?
What can you do?
What can you do?Oh, you've got to close your eyes
Strike that, you've got to open them
Oh, your thoughts are flexible
But somehow you have broken themYou're knocking at the door
Like you'd rather not find out
What is on the other side
Because it proves beyond a doubt
That you never had a clue
What you wanted all along
You attempt to hold your ground
Like being weak is being strongWhat can you do?
What can you do about it?
What can you do?
What can you do?
Oh, I don't know. Run outside and twirl
Scream hello at this hyper worldOh, run the rooftop marathon
Until your sense of up and down is gone
Discover ten brand new ways
To make tomorrow's weather like today'sYou're stuck inside a pattern
You're stuck inside a loop
And you're stuck inside a pattern
You're stuck inside a loop
And you're stuck inside a pattern
You're stuck inside a loop
And you're stuck inside a pattern
You're stuck, so take a hammer to itWhat can you do?
What can you do about it?
What can you do?
What can you do?
Oh, I don't know. Run outside and twirl
Scream hello at this hyper worldI only understand myself
Just me and nobody else
I only understand myself
Just me and nobody elseWhat can you do? What can you do about it?
What can you do? What can you do about it?
What can you do? What can you do about it?
What can you do? What can you do?
What can you do? What can you do about it?
What can you do? What can you do?Oh, I don't know. Run outside and twirl
Scream hello at this hyper world
I don't know. Run outside and twirl
Scream hello at this hyper worldDeep In The Ocean
Deep, deep, deep, deep in the ocean
Is a waterproof wristwatch that was dropped
From a boat on a cruise
By a man full of booze
But even without a wrist it never stoppedThrough an accidental accident at the factory
It was made so that it never need be wound
For the watch ran on love
Which it had plenty of
For deep in the ocean there's plenty of love to be foundBelow the boats and sky
There's no such thing as time
There is no need for trying to
Put it together
Put it togetherI believe we'll someday lose our feet
Pick up some gills, and travel
Deep, deep, deep, deep in the ocean
And enjoy a life that never should get old
But it can and it will
For we'll be human still
And wherever ocean real estate is sold...We'll be buying and selling
And always propelling it forwards
And the leader of fish will take a stand
And we shall see it swim
With a wristwatch on its fin
And the race of fish will be taking over our landThe fish will take our seats
The schools, the farms, the streets
And we'll be stuck down deep and
Maybe we'll never
Put it togetherDeep in the ocean
Deep in the ocean
And motionless
Deep in the ocean
Deep in the ocean
There'll be no sun anymoreBelow the boats and sky
There's no such thing as time
There is no need for trying to
Put it together
We'll be foreverDeep in the ocean
Deep in the ocean
And motionless
Deep in the ocean
Deep in the ocean
And motionless
Deep in the ocean
Deep in the ocean
And motionless
Deep in the ocean
Deep in the ocean
And motionlessSo much for our fish friends!
Loose ends
Can't be tied. (Tied.)
Old selves have have died
Goggle eyed
And chased by whales
Swimmin'. Zoomin'
Mermaid tails
Almost human
Skin turned to scales
I conclude:
We've become sea food
We've become sea food
We've become sea food
We've become sea foodDinosaurchestra Part Three
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DinosaurchestraWe can't return to present
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh.)
This may be less than pleasant
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh.)What's that rock way up in the sky?
That's our friend, Super Duper Meteor!
Does this mean we're all gonna die?
Shook my Magic 8-Ball, and it said..."As a powerful and complex computer of near omniscience, I can report with total confidence, after a careful.3 seconds calculating a whole world of probability and statistics, that yes, we are all gonna die."
Dinosaurchestra. Dinosaurchestra
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Dinosaurchestra. Dinosaurchestra
DinosaurchestraWe'll all be blown up real soon
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh.)
But not before we're in tune
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh.)Won't you be a good dinosaur?
We must be before we're not
Treat these creatures to an encore
One last time is all we've gotSo, let's rock out in a Dinosaurchestra!
And let's all shout in a Dinosaurchestra!
Let's have fun in a Dinosaurchestra!
One last time before we have to...Dinosaurchestra. Dinosaurchestra
Dinosaurchestra
(Before we have to die!)
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(Before we have to die
In a super-colossal explosion
And all become fossils
For people to dig up some day!)Dinosaur Punk
Dinosaur Rap
Dinosaur Ska
Dinosaur Country
Dinosaur Blues
Dinosaur Jazz
Dinosaur Techno
Dinosaur Pop
Dinosaur Soul
Dinosaur RockDinosaur!
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DinosaurchestraThe Too Much Song
I can't stop
I can't stop
You're too much
Much too muchI can't stop
(Being in love)
I can't stop
(With you)You're too much
(Too much)
Much too much
(Too much)I can't stop (Myself from)
Being in love (Falling again)
I can't stop (And when I'm)
With you I find no reason toYou're too much (Or am I not enough, you're)
Too much (And I feel this way)
Much too much (The longer that I wait the more you are)
Too much (Much to my dismay)I can't stop
I can't stop
You're too much
Much too muchI can't stop
(Having this dream)
I can't stop
(Can you?)You're too much
(Too much)
Much too much
(Too much)I can't stop (The boat, I'm)
Having this dream (Floating along)
I can't stop (I can't canoe, can you?)
Canoe? Oh, KangarooYou're too much (Or am I not enough? You're)
Too much (And I feel this way)
Much too much (The longer that I wait the more you are)
Too much (Much to my dismay)You're too much (Or am I not enough? You're)
Too much (And I feel this way)
Much too much (The longer that I wait the more you are)
Too much (Much too far away)(Too much)
(Too much)
(Too much)Turkeys
Turkeys!
Turkeys?
Who likes turkeys?
I like turkeys
Oh yeah?
Oh yeah!
Well, have I got news for you
What's that?
I am a turkey
I am a turkey
I can see you're quite surprised
Man, I can't believe my eyes!
Where'd you come from anyway?
Gobble gobble gobble
Wow!Birthday (Alligators And Pretzel Makers)
Alligators, nature's surfboards in the swamp
With a playful little chomp
Let you know that you're a friendAnd they love you, they'll let you surf all afternoon
Give you cookies and balloons
And some pocket cash to spendI do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthdayPretzel makers, making pretzels at the fair
Casting pretzels through the air
Onto senior citizensSeven tickets for a shot at Mr. Gray
He's been sitting there all day
This is where the fun beginsI do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not knowAlligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)
Alligators. (Alligators.)
Pretzel makers. (Pretzel makers.)I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not know
I do not know what to get you for your birthday, I do not knowI do not know what to get you for your birthday
I do not know what to get you for your birthdayWhite Bread Boyfriend
I guess I'm lonely, whatever that means
But when I see you in your pre-embroidered jeans
I get this feeling, like, prob'ly in my heart
That most of the time, we should never be apart
You're kinda pretty. I guess for now you'll do...
I mean, you're beautiful, nobody comes close to you...
And all that rubbish girls like to be told
You gotta know this stuff when you are seventeen years oldI guess I'm saying let's turn a new leaf
I'll wear my A&F hat askewly
And we can go, where to? I don't know
But baby, I guess that I love you truly, andI wanna be your white bread boyfriend
I want to be your mainstream man
I wanna be your typical toy, and
Break up in time for college plans, andI wanna be your white bread boyfriend
(I wanna be your white bread boyfriend.)
I wanna be your white bread boyfriend
(I wanna be your white bread boyfriend.)Well, I can skateboard, and I play the guitar
I'll take you out and about in my parents' car
We'll catch a movie, get some McDonald's
Go to a party, let somebody else clean up the bottles
I'm getting desperate. I know how love hurts
I would give up my sneakers and my polo shirts
To be your sweetheart. I am sorta nice
You could do better, but I'll probably sufficeI'll serenade you, like all the others
With overplayed Dave Matthews Band covers
Is it the love, or the lack there of
That tells us we might as well become lovers?I wanna be your white bread boyfriend
I want to be your bargain beau
You're like my soulmate, let's hold hands
So everyone at the mall can know, woahohhh(Mediocre mediocre mediocre mediocre...)
(Mediocre mediocre mediocre mediocre...)
(Mediocre mediocre mediocre mediocre...)
(Mediocre mediocre mediocre mediocre...)
(Mediocre!)I wanna be your white bread boyfriend
I want to be your mainstream man
I wanna be your typical toy, and
Break up in time for college plans, andI wanna be your white bread boyfriend
(I wanna be your white bread boyfriend.)
I wanna be your white bread boyfriend
(I wanna be your white bread boyfriend.)Stick Stickly
I remember
When I was just a boy
Summer afternoons
Would fill me up with joyI'd sit right down
Turn on the TV
Every day
I'd giggle mischeviouslyI remember
Laughing like a buffoon
When I'd watch him
On Nick in the AfternoonHe was my favorite thing
About Nick
Yes that little
Popsicle, Stick Stickly!
(Ooh-ooh-ooh!)And he'd sing
"Write to me
Stick Stickly!
P.O. Box 963
New York City
New York State
10108!
10108!"It's been years now
Since his show has aired
We sent a letter, it got
Returned, and now we're scaredWhere'd he go?
What did they do with him
When they decided they were
Through with him?Did they break him
Or burn him down for heat?
Were his googley eyes
Thrown out in the street?Or is he fine?
That's what I'm praying
I recall he was always saying
"Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down!"And he'd sing
"Write to me
Stick Stickly!
P.O. Box 963
New York City
New York State
10108!
10108!
10108!
10108!"Being Alone On Valentine's Day
Being alone on Valentine's day doesn't bother me
Normally, I don't exude lugubriosity
But this year I am curious
What it's like to feel blue
Though it may be spurious
I've got nothing else to doAnd I'm gonna shed tear after tear
Not that I'm a lonely guy
But Valentine's comes but once a year
I might as well give it a trySo I'll partake in all the weeping whims that I can find
Maybe watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Or dress all grim and gruesome
And drive until I'm ill
Watch the happy twosomes
Whom, if I were truly lonely, I would probably want to killAnd I'm gonna shed tear after tear
Not that I'm a lonely guy
But Valentine's comes but once a year
I might as well give it a tryIt Can Get Lonely In My Mansion
Do-de-do-de-do-deh-deh, do-de-do-de-do-deh!
Do-de-do-de-do-deh-deh, do-de-do-de-do-deh!
Shut up
FineThis is my home
Probably cost more than all of ancient Rome
(Still I'm alone.)
No one to float
With me in my pool or my lake, or my moatSome abodes, they make people coo
Make them buzz. Some Xanadu
Mine Xanadoesn't intrigue the town
No one will ride on my merry-go-round
(No one.)They run away
It never ends
And all I have
Are gargoyle friendsSo beautifully carved
Out of volcanic stone
(Still I'm alone.)
All they can do
Is fountain the wine from the winemaking roomI presume that everyone's mad
Just tonight, the gala I had
Was a delight, but nobody came
It must be their fault, who else can I blame?
(No one.)They run away
It never ends
And all I have
Are gargoyle friendsThe things I build
Do not impress
The outside world
It hurts me, yesIt can get lonely... (Lonely in my mansion.)
Yes, it can get lonely in my mansion
They run away
It never endsIt can get lonely... (Lonely in my mansion.)
Yes, it can get lonely in my mansion
When all I have
Are gargoyle friendsPrincess Unicorn Bunny Kitten Angel
Princess Unicorn Bunny Kitten Angel
The most beautifulest in the whole wide world!The Next Dimension
Before stairs were invented, before ladders were invented, before express elevators were invented, and before two-story buildings were invented, people stuck to the ground and the world we lived in was more or less flat, more or less two-dimensional. But somewhere along the line, someone with too much money and time, well, they just said, "Hey, I'm gonna build another house on top of my house." And humanity said, "That's an interesting concept. I think we should go with it." And I said...
See you in the next dimension
It's beyond our comprehension
Life is lovely, not to mention
Extra lively
Pyramid says, "In God we trust,"
Maybe that's a lie
So he can get away from usHumanity just gave me a funny look. Humanity tried to turn away from me, but apparently I'm a part of it. So here I am, all grown up and perfectly used to the thought of tall, tall buildings, which stack people vertically. I've even been in airplanes which allow you to enjoy the one thousandeth floor without needing any lesser floors to hold it up. Pretty soon we'll live in outer space and there won't even be an up or down anymore. I think once we're there, we'll invent something even better than up or down. Referring to what I said before...
See you in the next dimension
It's beyond our comprehension
Life is lovely, not to mention
Extra lively
Pyramid says, "In God we trust,"
Maybe that's a lie
So he can get away from usBearing in mind that the numbers we find
To label dimensions, are vertically lined
And if we find time to leave numbers behind
We'll get close encounters of the God-knows-what kindSee you in the next dimension
It's beyond our comprehension
Life is lovely, not to mention
Extra lively
Pyramid says, "In God we trust,"
Maybe that's a lie
So he can get away from usP.S. Never mind everything I just said
Samuel And Roselia
Samuel and Rosella
Both were eighty-two years old
Sharing an umbrella
Slowly down the street they strolledAnd all around the world was changing
In a manner of ways ranging
From dialect to fashion
The state of affairs
Absolutely clashin' with
The world that was theirs"I don't understand
These kids today," said Rose
"Yeah," responded Sam
"Take a look at this boy's clothes."The young man exiting Hot Topic
Made them feel so misanthropic
Samuel and Rosella
Didn't like the way he dressed
They closed their umbrella
And they rammed it through his chestSamuel and Rosella
They hate your generation
With such determination
Samuel and Rosella
They are disgusted, knowing
How wrong this world is going
A fact they don't mind showing
In fact right now they're blowing up the local mall
And off they hobble, drunk on GeritolNow after being
In love for sixty years
They were both agreeing
That the end was drawing nearSo, why not cause a little trouble?
Who'd suspect a sweet old couple?
Rose was always saying
"That kid's gotta go."
Samuel was obeying
Never saying noSam was a disaster
When she smiled his heart still flipped
Who'd imagine after
Sixty years he'd still be whipped?But nonetheless she loved him dearly
They'd hold hands while cavalierly
Burning baggy jeans
In the middle of a shop
Or killing silly teens
For listening to the hippedy hopSamuel and Rosella
They hate your generation
And music video station
Samuel and Rosella
They are disgusted, knowing
How wrong this world is going
A fact they don't mind showing
In fact right now they're blowing up the local mall
And off they hobble, drunk on Geritol
Off they hobble, drunk on GeritolThese kids today, with their sleepy expressions
And their Satanic tattoos
And their running around in the arcade parlors
And their shiny gold "blam blam" or whatever they call it
And their dangerous skateboards
And their Chef Boyardees
And their dang-fangled computer machines teaching them how to make bombs
And their iFrogs or whatever they call it
And their automobiles with the wheels that look like they're still spinning when they stop
And their trenchcoats
And their colorful tee-shirts with the Marxist propaganda on them
And their thong sandals
And their Britney Spears's husbands
And their powdered wigs
And their peg legs with decals on 'em
And their low-carb diets
And their Rockin' the Vote
And their collectible bottle caps
And their tiny little cameras inside the tiny little portable telephones
And their "For Shizzle McFizzley Ding Dong Dizzle" Snoopy Dog language
And their general disrespect towards their elders
Well they can burn in hell, I say, every last one of them!Samuel and Rosella
They hate your generation
With such determination
Samuel and Rosella
They are disgusted, knowing
How wrong this world is going
A fact they don't mind showing
In fact right now they're blowing up the local mall
And off they hobble, drunk on Geritol
(Off they hobble, drunk on Geritol.)
Off they hobble, drunk on GeritolAbraham Lincoln's Head
Two...
Three...
Four...I've been having nightmares
Every single night
Of vintage theatergoers
Screaming out in fright
And tall iconic head gear
Descending to the floor
I tell you Mister Therapist
I can't take it no moreEvery night I'm flying
Every night I'm lead
In the back of Abraham Lincoln's head
Vinyl Details
The pattern on this one is pretty neat. Love the trans flag colors, wish my particular copy had more blue and pink and less white in it. Based on the photos on discogs, that seems like a common occurance. The photos below are mine.
All the bonus tracks ("Birthday" through "Abraham Lincoln's Head") are on side D.
This vinyl also came with a poster and some stickers. You can see both sides of the poster in the photos; I don't have the stickers shown here because I used them all already. There was a big blue T-Rex, a sheet of several dinosaurs playing instruments, and a yellow lemon-looking one with the words "lemon demon" and a demon-y face on it. I ended up giving the yellow lemon-looking one to some med students on my last rotation, so hopefully it's still living it up on one of the hospital's laptop carts.
Personal Thoughts
This is a tough one to pick a favorite on. So many different and fun tracks that I like for a variety of reasons. "Lawnmower" consistently gets stuck in my head and I'll sing whimsical parodies of it while doing various chores. "The Ultimate Showdown Of Ultimate Destiny" is the perfect meme throwback from before I even knew what Lemon Demon was. "This Hyper World" feels like a Kris Deltarune song for some reason and is ADHD/executive dysfunction mood. "White Bread Boyfriend" makes me laugh and reminds me of my sister's, well, white bread boyfriend. "Nothing Woth Loving Isn't Askew" is just a good song with good lyrics. And so on and so forth. I'm picking "Fine" though, because it was one of my first favorites from the album, and I like the... nihilistic optimism? of it all. Not sure how else to describe it lol