Ben Folds - Way To Normal (2008) by Ben Folds (보컬) on maniadb.com

Yesterday I got so old
I felt like I could die
Yesterday I got so old
It made me wanna cry

So go on, go on,
Just walk away
Go on, go on
The choice is made
Go on, go on
We'll disappear
Go on, go on
Away from here

And I know I was wrong when I said it was true
That it couldn't be me and be her in between
Without you
Without you

Yesterday I got so scared
I shivered like a child
Yesterday, away from you
It froze me deep inside

Well come back, come back
No other way
Come back, come back
Come back today
Come back, come back
Why can't you see?
Come back, come back
Come back to me

And I know I was wrong when I said it was true
That it couldn't be me and be her in between
Without you
Without you

Without you

(Go on)

Without you

Uh-Oh!

Hey Dr. Yin
Chain-smoking Chinese centenarian
Deck my back with pins
Connect the wires and plug me in

Uh-Oh!

Hey, Love Master Z
Sexy online psychic overseas
When my bank card clears
Tell me things I want to hear

Yeah, Yeah

Well I might be dyin'
Or maybe I got too much time
I can't stop my mind
It's runnin' right
With these false teeth
And these plastic knees
Go squeak, squeak, squeak
From the porch to the street

Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey

Hey Dr. Jack
Bend me like a pretzel till I crack
All my joints and bones
Beat me up and send me home

Hey

I've got too much time
Baby may I might be dyin'
Got to help me fallin' doctor
Got to help me fallin'

Hey Dr. Yang

Tread slowly from the car to the spa
Like a weary war-torn refugee
Crossing the border with your starving child
It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu

Present the waitress with your allergy card
And tell her all your problems
And leave no tip at all
Down to the shoe store with your friends
Speculate who might be fucking the guru

Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around

Do you remember how we managed before
We could afford real nervous breakdowns
Or before the Anthropologie store
Was erected on Indian burial grounds

So really don't you see a little of yourself
In the bathroom attendant that you just scowled at
Or the child who's hiding inside
As you wipe the smile off the teenage barista

Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around
Spread the love around
All right

You're gonna be all right, baby
You're gonna be all right, baby

Floating back from the spa to the car
A state of bliss, and it wasn't the steam room
Sometimes life's not so bad
Now we know who's been fucking the guru

Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around

I wanna ask you:
Do you ever sit and wonder,
It's so strange
That we could be together for
So long, and never know, never care
What goes on in the other one's head?
Things I've felt but I've never said
You said things that I never said
So I'll say something that I should have said long ago

(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all (at all)

You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin
Or a cardboard stand-up and paint me (paint me)
Any face that you wanted me
To be seen we're damned by the existential moment where
We saw the couple in the coma and
It was we who were the cliché,
But we carried on anyway.

So, sure, I could just close my eyes.
Yeah, sure, trace and memorize,
But can you go back once you know

(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all (at all)

(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me

If I'm the person that you think I am (Ah ah ahh)
Clueless chump you seem to think I am (Ah ah ahhh)
So easily led astray,
An errant dog who occasionally escapes and needs a shorter leash, then
Why the fuck would you want me back?!
Maybe it's because

You don't know me at all

Ahhh ah … Ahhh ah

(You don't know me, you don't know me)

Ahhh ah … ahhh ah

So, what I'm trying to say is
What (What?)
I'm trying to tell you
It's not gonna come out like I wanna say it cause I know you'll only change it.
(Say it.)

(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all (at all)

(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all (at all)

What?

Here in Cologne,
I know I said it wrong,
I walked you to the train,
And back across alone,
To my hotel room,
And ordered me some food,
And now I'm wondering,
Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target.

Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.
(Four, three, two)

Says here an astronaut,
Put on a pair of diapers,
Drove eighteen hours,
To kill her boyfriend,
And in my hotel room - I'm wondering,
If you read that story too,
And if we both might,
Be having the same imaginary conversation.

Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.
(Four, three, two)

Weightless as I close my eyes.
The ceiling opens in disguise.

Such a painful trip,
To find out this is it,
And when I go to sleep,
You'll be waking up.

Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.

Have you seen that dog?
I've got to get him back
I had him tied to a tree
but he keeps getting out

He's probably running loose with the bitches
And when I catch him I'll give him some stitches
Oh, I love him so much, aw, that stupid bitch is mine.

Errant dog
Errant dog

They're talking down at the spa
Now the word is out (Ahh)
Goddamn I look like a tool
When he goes running around
I'm gonna take him on Court TV
Show the world what he's done to me
Oh, I'll drag his ass back home, back where his ass belongs

Errant dog
Errant dog
Uh!

He's my everything, he means the world to me
He's my hopes and dreams, fungible property

Sometimes I wonder why I put up with this shit
If I could I would become a lesbian
I know I said dead or alive, but really
Dead is fine

Just bring him!

Errant dog
Errant dog
Errant dog
Uh!

Called in sick one day
Stepped out my front door
Squinted up at the sky
And strapped on my backpack
Got into a van
And when I returned I had
Ex-wives and children
Boxes of photographs
And they gave me some food
And they didn't charge me
And they gave me some coffee
But they didn't charge me
And when I was broke, I needed it more
But now that I'm rich, they give me coffee

Eating an ice-cream cone
Texting with my thumbs
Flippin' off the asshole
Who pulled into my lane
Life could be longer than it's often cracked up to be
We get new cells every seven years
I feel seven today
It's a good day to die again

Now they save me my place
Over there in the corner
And I never get tickets
Yeah, I only get warnings
But when I was broke I needed it more
And now that I'm rich I get free coffee

The bitch went nuts
She stabbed my basketball
And the speakers to my stereo
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home

Oh and I
Made my own bed
I'll lie in it
You lie in yours
You lie, you lie in yours
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it

The bitch went nuts
She Photoshopped my face (Shopped his face)
Onto every boy who'd done her wrong
And as she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones

Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burning
Their own memories

Why do they all go? (Go!)

The bitch went nuts, y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning

Why do they all go? (Go!)

1, 2, 3

If you want to write a letter, write a letter
If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up
Call me
But if you had to say it all with a pop song
Couldn't you at least have made me a good one?

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too

Was it just a simple rewind and erase?
Was your mind squeaky-clean in the first place?

If you gotta write an essay, do your research
If you got to
Stick your nose in a boy-and-girl fight, hear both sides first
Something wrong, being copied on her memo
In the form of a big ugly demo

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too

Is there a funnel from her mind to your mouth now?
'Cause you don't edit anything that just comes out

I gotta say (gotta say)
It's pretty gay, trading jabs with pop songs (Ahh)
So maybe next time we should just have a dance-off
Dance-off (Ahh)

I think there's something in the Bible about forgiveness and love
More importantly about those stones and what your house is made of
You might reflect upon your arrangement
'94, getting blown in your basement
(While your wife slept!)

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you (Integrity)
She's brainwashed you (Family)
She's b-b-brainwashed you (Online rhyming dictionary)

If there's a God, he is laughing at us
And our football team

Effington could be a wonderful effing place
I can see it from the highway
And I'm wondering
Are they effing in their yards, effing in their cars
Effing in their trailers in the back roads
And the parking lots
Of Effington
Making my way to Normal, Illinois

Maybe I should ditch this little white rental
On the interstate
And start a new effing life
In Effington

I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family
Or I could just keep on moving on, moving on, moving on, moving on
Not stop 'til I get to Normal

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington, oh

I've got this movie in my mind of Effington
And the soundtrack to it sounds like this . . .

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington, oh

If there's a God, he is laughing at us
And our football team

And then the people who live in Normal
Can buy the movies that I'll make in Effington
That's what normal people do
Do normal people do it too, normal people do it too,
Normal people do it, people do it . . .

Hey, hey

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington
In Effington, in Effington

It's just a thought
But where did it come from?
What does she do with it
If it comes back?

A note from his assistant
There by the telephone
She sees it again
As she turns out the light

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
She says you've got the number
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's there, on her mind
As she closes her eyes

She believes there are things you should know about
When you've been married for 35 years
And her heart belongs
To a man that she hadn't seen
Since a magical night when the children were small

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
She says you've got the number
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's there, on her mind
As she closes her eyes

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's probably nothing, yeah, nothing at all
But Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's all coming back
As she's reading old letters
That she'd hid in the closet
With her pictures she'd cherished
That she kept to herself
For a good 30 years . . .
Now she closes her eyes