Too big Too strong Too weak Too long Too big Too strong Too weak Too long Too old Too proud Too soft Too loud To weep To moan To weep To moan To sleep Around Remain Unfound To seek To grow To seek To grow Too steep To walk To be On top Too far To go Too bad You know
(shhhh!!!!!!)
to make a sound to make a sound oh no here it comes oh no here it comes oh no here it comes oh no hear it
(sound)
to laugh to growl to leave abstract distance for the couch too steep too deep to taste to eat to meet the crowd to keep the towel to not let go asleep somehow too soft too loud rimbaud samo disease oh no! too far to go too young to know give up give up give up give up give up give up give up give up give up give up give up
Some songs see us sailing away Navigating foreign borders And climbing the waves Someday your secret will be revealed Am I the one you're thinking of When the sun goes down into the water?
We're struck by the still of the moon Hanging up there in the sky as though a balloon Anchored by an astronaut's patriot tune We will buy a ship and fly To the land that would be rediscovered
We'll design a clever disguise Or retreat to the bottom of the sea We were destined to live out our lives Underwater you and me
We'll escape beneath a violet sky Clouds come And night falls You seem different Oh my my!
Upon an endless trail of moonlight They'll never realize that we have gone We have dropped right out of Out of sight
We'll design a clever disguise Or retreat to the bottom of the se We were destined to live out our lives Underwater you and me
Try Jamaica (I) think they'll take you Honolulu How do you do? I'll make a quick stop My fair-lady pill pop Before catching the bus to good lord knows where's what (Catch me) falling out of line I'm calling upon North Carolina to help me out here
Salad nicoise Good to meet you Carcasonne hon' Stands next to no one The rake at the door has been taking a tour Of this tar (and) feather land and good lord knows that I am now Falling out of line I'm calling upon North Carolina to help me out here
Yankee go Yankee go home The gas prices are getting higher As the rain falls upon dry land Yankee go home
Senses burn man when the deck-hand Plays a flute which Reminds me of you oh That night have some patience And girls who are singing of strangers and sailors There are gunfights There are neckties A little history A little sunlight Alright
Yankee go home
Papa said Papa said Pa said get used to it Pa said get used to it Pa said it gets so goddamn hard but I get used to it Pa said get used to it
She smiles Then she laughs and then She rights the wheel On the road again While all you fear are her thighs
A man makes a man a man is that the way to kiss a friend? She is not She is so Kindly meet me under stairs a city skyline just don't care what comes but we should mind that we don't
To sound Them bells Skin thick To tell Not sick Nor well The air To speak The nose The feet The ear To see Too fool To stop Too late Blue cop And you Are meeeeeeeeeeeeeee To wear No clothes To strike No pose No hook No shoes Quick eat Then home To clean them bones To stick To guts The art Of loud Too neat Too proud No taste No foul The part To keep To yield To beat.....
