Jehovahs Witness, leave me alone Jehovahs Witness, I'm not at home Keep on a-knockin' and a-ringin' the bells Knockin' your way straight to Hell Jehovahs Witness, let's not pretend That for one second you are my friend Knock on my door and I'll turn out the light Close the curtains and turn in for the night Jehovah's Witness, why must it be Just when I'm feelin' good I look out and see You're walkin' up in your very nice suit Walk down some alley where they'll give up a hoot Jehovahs Witness, leave me alone Jehovahs Witness, I'm not at home Jehovahs Witness, leave me alone Jehovahs Witness, I'm not at home
Woke up with a bang And a bug on your face It crawled in your mouth And gave you a taste of The good life you left behind But I think youre gonna be fine
Somebody loves you And youre gonna make it through
This nagging malaise Is more than a phase It feels like a job But no boss ever pays you to lay there And think how youll die While the tears start to well in your eyes
Somebody loves you And youre gonna make it through
One more Saturday All alone through the night Youve got to be sure When you turn out that light That its going to turn on again Youve got to be your good friend
Somebody loves you And youre gonna make it through
Let’s go down to the fashion show With all the pretty people that you don’t know We’ll sit down in the velvet chairs They’ll hand awards out for best hair And if we don’t win one, well, then We’ll blow off our heads in despair We’ll blow off our heads in despair
I smell magic in the room Flashing lights and sonic booms Lovely saps all without a care Nobody said that the world was fair And if they did say so, well, then We’ll blow off our heads in despair We’ll blow off our heads in despair ..
Let’s go down to the fashion show With all the pretty people and piles of blow We’ll sit down in the velvet chairs And hang on tight to our bus fare And if it falls between the seats We’ll blow off our heads in despair We’ll blow off our heads in despair ..
Daisy I never thought I’d go Crazy But I never thought you so Until now that I see All the crazy things you’re doing Why you wanna ruin it and me?
Counting numbered days..
Lately I think you know it’s true That’s it It’s all over, I’m through For a while we can smile For the people that we’re passing And even if they’re asking We can lie
Counting numbered days.. ..
Looks like the sun is gonna set Know that there’s nothing I regret All the things that I learned Well, I’d like to think I earned it No need to go and burn it down now
I was wrong about Bobby I admit he’s not the dumbest angry, young nitwit No he can cut it with the best And you’d better get out of his way
His girlfriend keeps him living in A world where fear will always win And if you see him out tonight Well, you’d better get out of his way
You gotta give it up for the new modern man He’s gonna have a ball Give it all that he can...
La la, la~ la la, la la, la la la La la, la~ la la, la la, la la la La la, la la, la~ la La la~ la la la
Someday he’s gonna show us all, I bet Out in the sun while we’re all soaking wet If it’s a dry life that you want Then you’d better get out of his way
You gotta give it up for the new modern man He’s gonna have a ball Give it all that he can... ..
I was wrong about Bobby, don’t you know He’s had it tough and he had to make a go But if he doesn’t stop fucking with me Well, he’d better get out of my way Yeah, he’d better get out of my way
They told me that I couldnt come back here again Took me for some kind of fool Said I was doing things that never should be done But I dont care about their rules
As if I cared bout the little minds In the little heads of the herd Theres nothing you could dream Would be more absurd
And everybody knows these are rock hard times I gotta make it through These are rock hard times
I dont know what it is theyre trying to do to me Make me into some sick joke But no ones laughing And least of all not me Its hard to laugh as you choke
Hollywood lies piled up to the sky Floating your way soon Hope you like the rotten stench of doom
And everybody knows these are rock hard times I gotta make it through These are rock hard times
I dont know what it is they think Im gonna try They dont know what they need to fear The surest sign that the end is coming soon Is right there in the bathroom mirror
Everybody knows these are rock hard times I gotta make it through These are rock hard times These are rock hard times
Am I gonna be alright? No, I'm not gonna be alright nothin' is alright now am i gonna see the sun come up? or am i goin' down? 'cause everyday i'm here all i feel is sheer agony
Friends tellin' me that maybe i need some pychiatric help yeah, they're always so quick to tell you just how to get on with it
I look into the mirror and all i see is ancient fear and agony
If i could just remember what it was like when i was younger oh, the joy and happiness replaced with hunger
and all i've got to show for the seeds that didn't grow is agony
I like a girl with a dirty mouth Someone that I can believe We had a window, not open too long But that time is good and gone
And if I ever see her again Just walking by with some new guy I know that we will need to pretend And hope our eyes keep telling lies
Sit on the back porch and wonder bout her What is she doing right now? Making somebody a happier man Dying her hair back to brown
Once in a while your life gets so good Worth all the trouble of the past That was the case but I think I always knew Good things don't ever last
And if I ever see her again Just walking by with some new guy I know that we will need to pretend And hope our eyes keep telling lies
I like a girl with a dirty mouth Know that I can trust her We had our time but it didn't last too long And that time is good and gone That time is good and gone
Don't got a lot of time Don't give a damn Don't tell me what to do I am the man If there's a god up there Something above God shine your light down here Shine on the love Love of the loveless
Don't have too many friends Never felt at home Always been my own man Pretty much alone I know how to get through And when push comes to shove I got something that you need I got the love Love of the loveless
All around you people walking Empty hearts and voices talking Looking for and finding Nothing
Don't got a lot of time Don't really care Not selling anything Buyer beware If there's a god up there Something above God shine your light down here Shine on the love Love of the loveless
Don't got a lot of time Don't give a damn Don't tell me what to do I am the man Love of the loveless
i know i'm not too much of a bargain and you know that's not what you bargained for as the hours turn into days pretty soon lost in the haze it's up to you and me and who's to say these could be the good old days
i like waking up after a bad dream makes it feel like life ain't bad little kids go out to play they're just happy it's another day it's up to you and me and who's to say these could be the good old days
i guess i could be a quiet hero no one knows the good i've done you're not sure well that's okay 'cause i am and i'm not afraid it's up to you and me and who's to say these could be the good old days
Saturday Morning And who's gonna play with me? Six in the morning, baby I got a long, long day ahead of me The parents are sleeping soundly The neighbors are dead as wood I'm getting up and coming over We gotta rock the neighborhood Nothing's ever gonna happen 'round here If we don't make it happen Sleep away the day if you want to But I got something that I gotta do It's Saturday Morning And this ain't the place for me I'm giving you warning, baby We got a whole big, fat, world to see Nothing's ever gonna happen 'round here If we don't make it happen Sleep away the day if you want to But I got something that I gotta do It's Saturday Morning And who's gonna play with me? Six in the morning, baby I got a long, long day ahead of me Saturday morning Saturday morning
Well i went walking Out yesterday A man was carrying a sign that says "the world is gonna end tomorrow" Hey buddy, got a nickel i can borrow?
This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out The sooner you recognize this simple fact Then this rotten world gives you what you lack
Ol' miss headtrip She's gettin' down You don't see her much walking 'round town Well you could say that she needs a little lovin' Looking for a light with her head in the oven
This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out The sooner you recognize this simple fact Then this rotten world gives you what you lack
Miss kovaleva She's lookin' good Walkin' her ass through the neighborhood She knows something that you don't know Something she learned about a long time ago
This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out The sooner you recognize this simple fact Then this rotten world gives you what you lack
This rotten world's gonna chew you up Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
Coming home from the school today Crying all along the way Ain't no way for a boy to be Begging ma to shave me please
You little punks think you own this town Well someday someone's gonna bring you down Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy
You, take back what you said now That's the last time i cry You tell me what it is to be a friend, now 'Till i walk beside you on the street now
Ma won't shave me Jesus can't save me Dog faced boy
Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy
Going back to the school tomorrow Hang my hairy head in sorrow Ain't no way for a boy to be Aint' no way to set me free, now
Ma won't shave me Jesus can't save me Dog faced boy
Ma won't shave me Jesus can't save me Dog faced boy
So you've got balls now Murray on the run Down on Newberry Street Seventeen seconds of fun Apes are overrated blocky A kinky batch of pudding, yay Garbage dump, pumpkin rot And candy apple gray Werewolf in the flowerbed Perfect day for lucky guy This song was never meant to be released What's that flaming ball in the sky? The crackhead from Texas He can read my feet A bruised pinata And a liquid pixie If friends were flowers Nothing gold can stay Gun-sexual sense And squeegee tails Bees in the cookie jar Symphonic despair Reinventing the manifesto Are you? We don't care Jacuzzis and bunnies A broken fondue set Koool G is in the outhouse You can be my Mr. French This old Frisbee Is shitting in the alley I saw a naked picture of me on the Internet Wearing Jesus' new snowshoes Golly gee If Hell is crowded, then we shall sing A hip song for the kids in the back For Michelle and the dripping of a faucet Ride the vicious bicycle on the tracks Olympic mayonnaise Doctor Thunder Low occupancy vehicle stops and starts With Hollywood suspicion The doctor had snake hearts
I write the b-sides That make a small portion of the world cry I like the sea-side And singing songs that make you not wanna die Throw a stone into the sea And wait for it to come back to me Better get out on the boat Cos' someone told me that stones don't float
I like to sit out back And look up at the squirrels in the trees They don't like radio tracks And they don't ever talk down to me Throw a nut up in the tree Gonna fall right back on me Well these guys know who they are And what they needs in their own backyard
Whoo-ooh Whoo-ooh
I like to play in the snow I stick my hand in, now where did it go? It might be mighty cold But that's all part of not doing what you're told
Souljacker can't get my soul Ate my carcass in a black manhole Souljacker can't get my soul He can shoot me up full of bullet holes But the souljacker can't get my soul
Souljacker can't get my soul Left my carcass with the worms and moles Souljacker can't get my soul He can hang my neck from the old flagpole But the souljacker can't get my soul
