Ween

Baby Bitch:
It's been a while since I've seen you smile
But now you've come back again
Came into the room and you saw my girl
And you asked her how long it's been
"A year" she said and you shook your head
Said "I'm surprised it's gone on that long"

Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
For words I am at a loss
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
I'm better now please fuck off

What else you gonna say when while you're back
on your stay
Maybe something, maybe nothing, we'll see
It's just too bad, you're beautiful I guess
I wasn't for you and you weren't for me

Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Please slip back into yourself
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Go conquer someone else

People say, "How beautiful, how sweet, how kind"
You're perfect, you've got nothing to hide
But I, for one, have seen the sun
And the bitch that you've locked up inside

Got fat, got angry, started hating myself
Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe
Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid
Without a cent to my name

Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Fuck you, you stinkin' ass ho
Most beauty I've seen
you come from a dream
But I can't close my eyes anymore
No, I can't close my eyes anymore

Reaching out now and I touch your face
Please believe I'm only traveling
Like seeking wonder from a foreign place
It matters not from where I'm coming

And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul - creeping

Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)

(instrumental break)

Left to locate the last trace of waste
I picked it up and it was smiling
Just like the dancer who has lost her leg
She laughs alone but then she's crying

And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul - creeping

Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom
(should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)

Sancho brought a message from the Fat Man
"Sorry, boy, to leave you high and dry,
but I went to see my mom in Ensenada,
and I left a little something to help the time go by
Just a little something to help to keep you high"

Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow

Now the rainy season reminds me of Maria
The way she danced, the color of her hair
Now I'm locked inside a stall at the cantina
Eating the bananas and the cocaine off the mirror
Looking for a ticket to take me away from here

Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow

(guitar solo)

Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow

Looking up to the sky
Made me realize; made me want to fly
To a place far away
Where they're singing songs and making love all day

Somewhere beyond the sun
Where an adam splits and announces a tongue


:
So don't you be late
I see the beacon light and it's on
So strap on my
jammy pack

Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone

The people all dance
With their big long arms and a peach in their pants
Picking fruit from the sky
As the demon ship goes passing them by
I'm not sure if it's love
But it's coming down from the heavens above


:
So don't you be late
I see the beacon light, and it's on
So strap on that
jammy pack

Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone

So don't you be late
I see the beacon light, and it's on
So strap on that
jammy pack

Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone

A child without an eye
Made her mother cry
Why ask why?
She kept her child clean
On Buckingham Green

The children saw the eye
As a sign from God decending from the sky
It was alright to dream
Of Buckingham Green

Summon the queen
Spoke the child of eye
It's time to fly
turning fire to steam
On Buckingham Green

A child without an eye
Made her mother cry
Why ask why?
She kept her child clean
On Buckingham Green

Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again

You killed my brother last winter
You shot him three times in the back
In the night I still hear mama weeping
Oh mama, still dresses in black

I looked at every fiesta
For you I wanted to greet
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
With poison interlaced with the meat

You... you look like my brother
Mama loved him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
Mama always said he was blessed

The village all gathered around him
They couldn't believe what they saw
I said it was you that had killed him
And that I'd find you and upstand the law

The people of the village believed me
Mama... she wanted revenge
I told her I'd see that she was honored
I'd find you and put you to death

So now... now that I've found you
On this such a joyous day
I tell you it was me who killed him
But the truth I'll nevver have to say

Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again

Candi
Custard and berry
Candi
Peaches and creme
Candi
Glazing and cherry
Candi
Spicy and sticky
Candi
Chocolate with cheese
Candi
Custard and berry
Candi
Peaches and creme
Candi
Glazing and cherry
Candi
Custard and berry
Candi
Peaches and creme
Candi
Glazing and cherry
Candi
Chocolate with cheese
Candi, Candi
Candi, Candi

Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And in Camville he was slain

I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day

But when twelve months were come and gone
This young man he arose
What makes you weep down by my grave
I can't take my repose

One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips one kiss is all I crave
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips and return back to your grave

My lips they are as cold as my clay
My breath is heavy and strong
If thou was to kiss my lily white lips
Thy days would not be long

Oh don't you remember the garden grove where we used to walk
Pluck the finest flower of them all, twill wither to a stalk

Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep
And water from a stone
And white milk from a maiden's breast,
That babe ere never known

Go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep as quickly as you may
I'll lie down in it and take one sleep for twelve month and one day

Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And in Camville he was slain

I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day

Don't you ever think of me
When you're outside strollin'
Don't you ever wave the flag
When we're rockin' and rollin'
But don't shit where you eat, my friend

Who said it was hard to climb
A peak that you can't see
I tell ya it's an easy thing
When it's you and me
Don't shit where you eat, my friend

A little food and a little drink uh huh
Nothin' too fancy
Lamb, veal, and some good ole wine
This is the life for me
But don't shit where you eat, my friend

Do you ever walk alone?
Like a drifter in the dark
Seeking out what isn't there
Looking only for a spark

From a girl who's all alone
Maybe she's a' driftin' too
Like a shadow in the night
Waitin' just to meet with you

And then perhaps in love you'll stay
Or fall and go your separate ways
Still searchin' for a spark
Like a drifter in the dark

<i>[Repeat first verse]</i>

I'm goin' crazy - trying to keep you sane
Taking my prescriptions, and forging my name

I was happy this morning
You finally got yourself dressed
Eating raw bacon
It's OK, I was still impressed

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

Rooting through the garbage
For treasures in the trash pile
Seeing my expression
Would always make you smile

Please don't touch my phone book
My friends are getting pissed off
Wake 'em in the morning
Acting like a jerk off

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

(guitar solo)

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

Let's begin
With the past in front
And all the things
You really don't care about now
It'd be exactly where I'm at
And to think
You got a grip
Look at yourself
Your lips are like two flaps of fat
They go front and back and flappity flap

I'm all staged
It's all an act
I'm really scared that I may fall back on the abstract
It'd be exactly where I'm at

If you're to be
The roaming eye
Pry it open and let me tell you why it sees
The harsh realities

I recall a time when we were lovers
Before you, I hadn't any others
When the bad times came along
I turned and you had gone
From the start, I loved you, I was wrong

Falling out, it's the end
May as well have never been
The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in
You won't see me again
Don't consider me your friend
Falling out - look away - it's the end

Always thought of you as my big brother
Never knew we couldn't trust each other
Two faces I could see, as you shook my money tree
There's no more "you & me" let it be

Falling out, it's the end
And I lose another friend
The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in
You won't see me again
Don't consider me your friend
Falling out - look away - it's the end

(solo)

Falling out, it's the end
May as well have never been
The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in
You won't see me again
Don't consider me your friend
Falling out - look away - it's the end

Fluffy
furry Buddy
chewed his leg
on the porch
why'd you do it fluffy
on the porch
good dog fluffy
o-old friend my pal
fluffy's got his buddy
on the porch
penny she's my girlie
she sits here with me
on the porch
penny looks so pretty
on the porch
penny takes fluffy for a walk out on the path
fluffy chases the other doggies on the path
but big sister penny kept fluffy back on the porch
so me and fluffy and penny where on the porch

Everything that you are,
that you'd like to be
Will come in three, my friend

Times thine inequity
The flutes of the chi
Will sound again, my friend

Wrap yourself up in gold,
The fruits of the old,
Are ripe to be told, my friend

For, it's not what you are,
How you've come to be
All this will will end and begin again

(solos)

Everything that you are,
that you'd like to be
Will come in three, my friend

Times thine inequity,
The flutes of the chi
Will sound again, my friend

Freedom of the body
Freedom of the mind
A ho on South Street hired for tricks
Little girls pickin' up sticks
Freedom of '76

Wastee little weasel
Wants cheap tricks
Liberty bell cracked in half
A bacon steak
A perfect match
Freedom of '76

My girl Sasha
Lookin' good on the street
"Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's
Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah
Freedom of '76

Fairmount Park in the summer
Lookin' good on the street
"Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's
Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah
Freedom of '76, nah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ohh, baby, yeah yeah, yeah

i guess it's somethin' in mu brain
i need whiskey, ease the pain
but it's early in the mornin'
and i'm feelin' bad again

but if you ever loved me
you'll go easy on me now
fix me up a cup of coffee
and in a while i'll come around

i think i spent the dog-food money
but he'll love me just the same
if you really love me baby
help me scrape the mucus off my brain

(solos)

it's a shame when morning hurts
i've seen bad and i've seen worse
it's the nature of my bein'
i took some money from your purse

n'that Frenchman loves to party
and i know he's not to blame
but the way you're lookin' at me baby
i just can't help but feel the shame

i think i spent the dog-food money
but he'll love me just the same
and if you really love me baby
help me scrape the mucus off my brain

and if you really love me baby
help me scrape the mucus off my brain

Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it

Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it

Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside?
<i>[Repeat three times]</i>
<i>[Repeat first verse]</i>

Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it

Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it

Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside?
<i>[Repeat three times]</i>
<i>[Repeat first verse]</i>

i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna go
oh, just so ya know
i don't wanna leave you on the farm
days go by
and i'm still high
but you know
i'm thinkin' about you
corn's turned brown
the eves fall to the ground
it's a sound that reminds
me of you

i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna go
oh, just so ya know
i don't wanna leave you on the farm

no telephone
to call you at home
i'm alone
on the throne
go get somethin'
hey, thanks for nothin'
i'll keep truckin'
and gettin' myself stoned

i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna go
oh, just so ya know
i don't wanna leave you on the farm

days go by
and i'm still high
but you know
i'm thinkin' about you
corn's turned brown
the eves fall to the ground
it's a sound that sticks
like glue.

I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'll be your jonny on the spot
My daddy died, left me all he's got
I'll be your jonny on the spot

I get up early in the morn
I get up early in the morn
I slop the pigs, momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn

I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam
I'll be your jonny on the spot

I'm goin' down

Are my lemons tied?
Is my hair in place?
Have I got a cute expression on my face?
Are my shoes all shined?
I try to keep in line
when I'm dancing in the show tonight

Does my shuffle step
really look so good?
Am I doing it the way you think I should?
Would it be amiss
if I blew a kiss
when I'm dancing in the show tonight?

Showtime now is getting nearer
and I'm getting scared
wish I could see in the mirror
if I'm all prepared

First you take a step
then you point your toe
hope I know it like I did a week ago
Am I standing straight?
I can hardly wait
till I'm dancing in the show tonight

Showtime now is getting nearer
and I'm getting scared
wish I could see in the mirror
if I'm all prepared

First you take a step
then you point your toe
hope I know it like I did a week ago
Am I standing straight?
I can hardly wait
till I'm dancing in the show tonight

I'm flyin (flying)
in a frame of my mind
that time cannot erase

i'm seein' (seein')
the future, the past
as i lay the present to waste

i'm scopin' (scopin')
all these feelings i have
and hopin' for them to come true
and i'm holdin'
something more precious
than fine ore, baby
i'm holdin' you

i'm breathin' (breathin')
the fumes of the grid
that rid my lobe of oxygen

i'm climbin' (climbin')
the walls to where good
and evil make a mends

i'm trippin
writhin' and squealing, pewkin'
looking for someone like you
and i'm holdin'
something more precious
than fine ore, baby
i'm holdin' you

(solos)

I'm flyin' (flyin')
in a frame of my mind
that time cannot erase

i'm seein' (seein')
the future, the past
as i lay the present to waste

i'm scopin' (scopin')
all these feelings i have
and hopin' for them to come true
and i'm holdin'
something more precious
than fine ore, baby
i'm holdin' you

and i'm holdin'
somethin' more precious
than fine ore, baby
i'm holdin' you

I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'll be your jonny on the spot
My daddy died, left me all he's got
I'll be your jonny on the spot
I get up early in the morn
I get up early in the morn
I slop the pigs, momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam
I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'm goin' down...

like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
coz somethin' ain't right

breakfast at Shawny's
at $2.99
saved me me some money
and eased up my mind
i'm walkin' in circles
and feelin' the pain
i'm tossin' and turnin'
and cryin' in vain

like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
coz somethin' ain't right

here we go.. (solo)

i'm ridin' at midnight
and crossin' the line
from the rain in my windshield
and the tears in my eyes
now the bedroom is empty
and i spent my last dime
and the lovers are leavin'
i got nothin' but time
i got you on my mind

like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
coz somethin' ain't right

like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
coz somethin' ain't right

breakfast at Shawny's
at $2.99
saved me me some money
and eased up my mind
i'm walkin' in circles
and feelin' the pain
i'm tossin' and turnin'
and cryin' in vain

like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
coz somethin' ain't right

here we go.. (solo)

i'm ridin' at midnight
and crossin' the line
from the rain in my windshield
and the tears in my eyes
now the bedroom is empty
and i spent my last dime
and the lovers are leavin'
i got nothin' but time
i got you on my mind

like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
coz somethin' ain't right

How would you feel, if I took you away
To a place I know, a place where we could stay
Called Joppa Road, a pretty place I know
Where we can go, called Joppa Road

The things I feel on Joppa Road
Can make me stay, and make me go
This old road where I long to go
Called Joppa Road, where we can go

Put your best dress on, there's a place I know
Where we can go, called Joppa Road
It's a little ways where the sun shines down
Where we drive real slow, on Joppa Road

Joppa Road, a pretty place I know
Where we can go, called Joppa Road

Hey, yo bro, that's a dude I know
Works on Joppa Road, at the Sunoco
If we drive by slow, with the top down low
We'll heel and toe on Joppa Road

<i>[Repeat first verse]</i>

It's a little ways where the sun shines down
Where we drive real slow on Joppa Road
On Joppa Road, Joppa Road
Baby, you look great today

mister richard smoker
you're a poopey poker
chardonnay & cocaine in the spa
cigarettes and coffee breath
little boys on crystal meth
tonight we'll tango in the street
you eat
dog meat

mister richard smoker
you're a chicken choker
tonight you're gonna
let it all hang out
pantihose and aqua net
smokin' menthol cigarettes
tonight we'll tango in the street
you eat
dog meat

smoke!

(solos)

you eat
dog meat

mister richard smoker
you're an Ono Yoker
cognac and black coffee
with the boys
dancin' in your buster browns
whirlin' to the techno sounds
your hands are wet
your hair is slick
you smoke
big dick

mister richard smoker
you're a velvet coker
Bruce and Geoff will
pick you up at ten
goin' out
dancin' in the city
friday night
gotta look pretty
tonight we'll tango in the street
you eat
dog meat

mister richard smoker
you're a poopey poker
chardonnay & cocaine in the spa
cigarettes and coffee breath
little boys on crystal meth
tonight we'll tango in the street
you eat
dog meat

mister richard smoker
you're a chicken choker
tonight you're gonna
let it all hang out
pantihose and aqua net
smokin' menthol cigarettes
tonight we'll tango in the street
you eat
dog meat

smoke!

(solos)

you eat
dog meat

mister richard smoker
you're an Ono Yoker
cognac and black coffee
with the boys
dancin' in your buster browns
whirlin' to the techno sounds
your hands are wet
your hair is slick
you smoke
big dick

mister richard smoker
you're a velvet coker
Bruce and Geoff will
pick you up at ten
goin' out
dancin' in the city
friday night
gotta look pretty
tonight we'll tango in the street
you eat
dog meat

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there behind the tree
He's down in the dirt, would ya help him?
I think it's his lung

Mister would you please help my pony?
He's chewin' bark and not the leaves
He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him?
I think it's his lung

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's down - He ain't gettin' up
He coughed up snot in the driveway
And I think his lung's fucked up
Pony, Pony, Pony

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there lookin' at me
He can't talk because he's a pony
I think it's his lung

<i>[Repeat first verse]</i>

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there behind the tree
He's down in the dirt, would ya help him?
I think it's his lung

Mister would you please help my pony?
He's chewin' bark and not the leaves
He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him?
I think it's his lung

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's down - He ain't gettin' up
He coughed up snot in the driveway
And I think his lung's fucked up
Pony, Pony, Pony

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there lookin' at me
He can't talk because he's a pony
I think it's his lung

<i>[Repeat first verse]</i>

I lick my brain in silence
Rather squeeze my head instead
Midget man provoking violence
Listen not to what I said

I said please calm it down
Everything is turning brown

CHORUS
Mutilated lips give a kiss on the wrist
Of the worm like tips of tentacles expanding
In my mind, I'm fine, accepting only fresh brine
You can get another drop of this, yeah you wish...
[repeat]

Laughing lady living lover
Ooo you sassy frassy lassie
Find me the skull of Haile Sellase, I...
Give me shoes so I can tapsy
Tap all over this big world
Take my hand you ugly girl

[chorus

Ocean man
Take me by the hand lead me to the land that you understand
Ocean man
The voyage to the corner of the globe is a real trip
Ocean man
The crust of a tan man embibed by the sand
Soaking up the thirst of the land

Ocean man
Can you see through the wonder of amazement at the oberman
Ocean man
The crust is elusive when it casts forth to the childlike man
Ocean man
The sequence of a life form braised in the sand
Soaking up the thirst of the land

Pandy Fackler was a working girl
Living alone in another world
Of picket fences and a white faade
Sucking dicks under the Promenade

She was almost in a coma - from doing the Bossa Nova
And the Funky Cold Medina - man, I wish you coulda seen her

Poor little Pandy is doing the best she can
Eating cotton candy from the garbage can
First to come and the last to go
I met her backstage after the 2nd show

Two lonely people on a summer night
We weren't in love but it was still alright
I held her close and she squeezed me tight - my Pandy!

(solos)