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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there It wasn't long before I lived with her I sang her songs while she dyed my hair Jane... divided, but I can't decide which side I'm on Jane... decided only cowards stay, while traitors run Jane... Jane I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh She thought that I was making fun of her She made me feel I was fourteen again That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay friends Jane... doesn't think a man could ever be faithful Jane... isn't giving me a chance to be shameful Jane... Jane I wrote a letter, she should have got it yesterday That life could be better by being together Is what I cannot explain to Jane The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair Still dazzled by her smile while I shoplift there No promises as vague as heaven No Juliana next to my Evan Jane... desired by the people at her school and work Jane... is tired 'cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk Jane... Jane |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
Someone somewhere has unglued our epoxy
And now I'm kissing you by proxy Hope you don't mind Somewhere someone is dreaming of me Tries to love me, hope you don't mind I love you intermittently I love you intermittently She's a lot like you but she don't look like you Okay, she's not you But she'll do fine I got my life on hold just to avoid confrontation But should I tell you to your face and Risk my hide? I love you intermittently I love you intermittently When immeasurably Turns to intermittently There's no use in going on Except for fear of being wrong Every morning I just hit the ground yawning... Stick around if you enjoy disaster 'Cause if you can't see what I'm after You must be blind I love you intermittently I love you intermittently Didn't have the heart to say goodbye So I continued in my charlatan ways Did I say heart? I meant to say guts Now I'm on my own and I'm sorry that you're gone |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
A friend brought me flowers, she said they were lilacs, But I've never been good with plants Her next presentation, a new dictionary She circled the word "romance" So enthusiastic, a little bit drastic, I shaved her name in my head As she beheld it, she said I misspelled it; Need more be said? (chorus) These apples are delicious! "As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are (chorus) I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? (chorus) |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
As we walk together through the autumn, nearing winter
Through the dying leaves and trees we call our home and native land, You say you don't believe a thing I say, I say you don't believe a thing You say you can't believe how I don't understand * But I Know That you will be waiting Oh I know That you will be waiting Oh I know You Will be waiting Waiting there for me You say you cannot live with me, you need your own identity And now we air our laundry on national TV And so you hate my arrogance, my smothering and sitting on the fence, But I'm afraid of the hard permanence of letting you go free *Repeat I'm so sick of fighting and that effigy you're lighting looks An awful lot like whose name I just can't quite place And though you say it's not supposed to be me or any entity Still through the lames and smoke I see I recognize that face *Repeat And you were someone who would Always tell me things I don't know, And tell me where to go But there I'll always go Whether or not you're waiting I don't care if you'll be waiting But please say that you will be waiting there for me |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
A is for angry, which is what you are at me
A is for adult, which is what I'll never be A is for applesauce, my favorite meal A is for Adam, which is how I sometimes feel; Like I'm the only man on Earth, and I've forgotten what that's worth A is for Arthur, he's a lovable drunk A M & Azing, like Thelonius Monk A is for argument, A is for apparent A is for antagonism that's not even there and it's just you begging for attention or something I won't even mention * And I don't even know why you keep on trying Like I don't even know why I keep on lying There are millions of people in worlds of their own And two of them can't let go A is for algebra, I learned it in school A is what Fonzie said, 'cause he was very cool A is for adversary, A is for affection A is arousal, you are giving me an erection C'mon I'm trying to show affection for longer than a half an hour *Repeat I met a woman I used to know Long before you, long ago All I could say, after hello Was "are you still single?" A is for attitude I can't help but wield A is for arrogance; emotional shield A is for acting, A is for abhorrently A is for asshole, which is what I am, how rude of me. I owe you an apology I'm sorry *Repeat |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
Learn to lose, it's easier that way
We've paid our dues, but we can't make life pay All across the world, people going mad in their mother's cars, the kids are feeling sad That's how it is, and I'll see you later Everything old is new again Everything under the sun Now that I'm back with you again We hug and we kiss We sit and make lists We drink and I bandage your wrists Wasted youth -- there wasn't much to waste Down to the bone, and still losing weight With all the wishing in the world glistening in her eyes But when I say I love her, she thinks I'm telling lies is it all lost? No, we never had it Everything old is new again Everything under the sun All of our fears come true again Recycle reuse Resent and refuse Our parent's ideals and view She thinks the afterlife might just be where the action is With high schools built like prisons, she can't find a way to live Moved back home to fill the empty nest Afraid to roam, in love with second best While somewhere in the world, she's hosting her own show And everyone she questions never seems to know Who they are and where they are going Everything old is new again Everything under the sun Now that I'm without you again I wake up and eat I go back to sleep And let my nightmares repeat All across the world, people going mad |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
You're in an all-girl band
Your futon's second hand Your parents understand but you don't care I have a job in a shop I'm an undercover cop I make sure the customers aren't thieves Old at being young Young at being old Everything's on hold within our evolution * You're my alternative girlfriend I love you, and now you cannot pretend There's nothing left that won't cross over Last night we slept on the lawn you woke up and I was gone Back to the dream I dream to leave My life with her is a bore A worn-out metaphor No more surprises up its sleeve We're old at being young Young at being old Everything's been sold to other's revolutions *Repeat You live above your dad's four-car garage With your vinyl and imaginary entourage if I pull up in a U-Haul, pack up quick So we can get out of this town 'cause it makes me sick *Repeat |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
Am I the only one who gets to make you laugh.,
Laugh until you cry? Am I the only one who asks you to go, Go on without me? Am I the only one who loves when you leave Your hair down in front of your eyes? * And who do you think I am? And who do you think I'll be? without You? Am I the only one who had to dress you up To see how you fell down Am I the only one who needs you to go, Go on about me? Am I the only one who loves when you leave Your hair down in front of your eyes? *Repeat |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
Hey I'm a cow, I'm curious
Hey watch me now, I'm furious Hey I'm a cow, I'm full of hate Hey watch me now, I'm on your plate |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
When she was three her Barbies always did it on the first date
Now she's with me, there's never any need for them to demonstrate She's like a baby, I'm like a cat; When we are happy, we both get fat and still It's never enough, it's never enough, it's never enough And I don't tend to worry 'bout the things that other people say And I'm learning that I wouldn't want it any other way Call me crazy; it really doesn't matter All that matters to me is she Her life in a nutshell No way would she want it to change me It's not that easy 'cause my time is often decided for me For me She memorized every pencil crayon color in the box Her blue-green eyes complement the burnt sienna in her locks She's at the movies, I'm on the phone; When we're separated we're never alone, but still It's never enough, it's never enough, no it's never enough I fell down with no one there to catch me from falling Then she came 'round And only her tenderness stopped me from bawling my eyes out I'm OK, and that's why... |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
Who's lonely now?
Which one of us is suffering? Who's in his cups? Which one of us recovering? Who likes to look at pictures and cries, but way too late? Who doesn't want to change a thing, accepting it was fate? * The wrong man was convicted You know I did the deed I thought that you would wait for me Your wants I needn't heed The wrong man lies beside you And waits for you to wake And all because I lacked conviction, The judgment's my mistake Who's breathless now? Who only hyperventilates? Who'd die for you! Who's dying inside anyway? Which one of us is sunshine and which one's growing dim? while two men dream of you at night, do you just dream of him? *Repeat Who's lonely now? Who's reaching out to no one? Who's lonely now? it takes one to know one I changed my mind; you said that I could change it back I wanted space, and now change has fallen through the cracks if I'm again beside your body, don't tell me where it's been it's cruel, unusual punishment to kiss fingerprinted skin *Repeat it's my mistake |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994)
You and I have been through this before
I owe you my whole life, nothing more I never said that I liked you the most You're my father, I'm your son, who's the Holy Ghost? Where does the time go when it's not around here? Here we stand at the edge of the drive I'm just waiting for my ride to arrive I wait to see if you've any last words We pulled away, I called your name, I don't think you heard Where does the time go when it's not around here? I don't know Where does the time go when it's not around here? You and I never shared all that much When I leave, I'll be all right, I'll keep in touch As your road narrows, so mine grows wider As I leave I turn and wave to the Great Provider Where does the time go when it's not around here? I don't know Where does the time go when it's not around here? |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Maroon (2000)
Suddenly
Things become unsound Stumbling On the shaky ground Given arrows to shoot tornados down Shoot them down To the ground Saw a falling leaf Good luck - jump to grab Much to our surprise A butterfly And it's sunkeness In duration In duration In our lives Inside oursleves A hidden sun That burns and burns Never does any harm to anyone Shivering Madly in the dark Like an animal Abandoned in the car park Then she held me And then she showed me The beauty of The human heart Inside ourselves A hidden sun That burns and burns Never does any harm to anyone A hidden sun That burns and burns But never does any harm to anyone Anyone Oooh anyone Hidden sun (sun) Hidden sun Oooh (sun) (sun) (sun) (sun) (sun) |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
Drove downtown in the rain
nine-thirty on a tuesday night, just to check out the late-night record shop. Call it impulsive call it compulsive, call it insane; but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop. It's a matter of instinct it's a matter of conditioning it's a matter of fact. Tou can call me Pavlov's dog, ring a bell and I'll salivate - how'd you like that? Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue 'cause right now I'm * Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did Well I am lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did. So I'm lying here just staring at the ceiling tiles, and I'm thinking about oh what to think about. Just listening and relistening to Smiley Smile, and wondering if this is some kind of creative drought because I'm *Repeat And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox, wondering where the hell all the love has gone, Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun and singing "Fun, Fun, Fun" *Repeat I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds and though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me because I'm *Repeat Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a tuesday night, just to check out the late-night record shop. Call it impulsive you can call it compulsive, you can call it insane; but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop. |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
I'm the farmer
I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pesestal so high If you should waver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back You could have said "thank you" I guess you've got better things, Better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends need living proof I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells Never wanted to harm her I know it was meant to be this way |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
And you said:
"What'd you think that I was gonna do, Curl up and die just because of you? I'm not that weak you know What'd you think that I was gonna do, Try to make you love me as much as I love you? How could you be so low? You arrogant man, What do you think I am? My heart will be fine Just stop wasting my time" And now I know that you will be okay, And I got what I want and that's rid of you Good-bye And it's not 'cause I'll be missing you That makes me fall apart It's just that I didn't mean to break No I didn't mean to break Your heart |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there It wasn't long before I lived with her I sang her songs while she dyed my hair Jane... divided, but I can't decide which side I'm on Jane... decided only cowards stay, while traitors run Jane... Jane I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh She thought that I was making fun of her She made me feel I was fourteen again That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay friends Jane... doesn't think a man could ever be faithful Jane... isn't giving me a chance to be shameful Jane... Jane I wrote a letter, she should have got it yesterday That life could be better by being together Is what I cannot explain to Jane The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair Still dazzled by her smile while I shoplift there No promises as vague as heaven No Juliana next to my Evan Jane... desired by the people at her school and work Jane... is tired 'cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk Jane... Jane |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees. * I wish I could fly From this building, from this wall And if I should try, would you catch me if I fall? My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings Can't look below me, or something might throw me Curse at the windstorms that October brings. I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive. I wish I could step from this scaffold onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer I look like a painter, behind all the grease But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece *Repeat |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
Another night at the palace,
'cause there is nothing else to do. The same people, the same drinks and the same music, the same quicksand. I think this harbor town is waist deep and sinking fast. * Hello city, you've found an enemy in me. Hello city, hello city. Second night at the warehouse, and my mock turtleneck just reeks. From the liquor room to the changeroom to the doom and gloom of the hotel room, I wish this seaside beerhall would sink into the bay. *Repeat Maybe I caught you at a bad time, maybe I should call you back next week, maybe half the fault was mine that the sun didn't shine on Barrington Street It's three o'clock in the morning, and I'm hungry so lets eat. Climb down three flights to the streetlights and the barfights, we're just taking in the sights. I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed. *Repeat "What a good place to be, don't believe them, 'Cause they speak a different language and its never been happy for me. It's Happy Hour again." Hello city, Hello city |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
When I was born they looked at me and said
What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy And when you were born they looked at you and said What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl We've got these chains that hang around our necks People want to strangle us with them before we take our First breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls we just look away This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight I go to school, I write exams If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, does anyone give a damn? And if they do, they'll soon forget 'Cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet I wake up scared, I wake up strange I wake up wondering if anything in my life Is ever going to change I wake up scared, I wake up strange And everything around me stays the same I couldn't tell you that I was wrong Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song I couldn't tell you that you were right So instead i looked in the mirror watched tv laid awake all night When temptation calls... hey |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
The Old Apartment
Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
When she was three her Barbies always did it on the first date Now she's with me, there's never any need for them to demonstrate She's like a baby, I'm like a cat; When we are happy, we both get fat and still It's never enough, it's never enough, it's never enough And I don't tend to worry 'bout the things that other people say And I'm learning that I wouldn't want it any other way Call me crazy; it really doesn't matter All that matters to me is she Her life in a nutshell No way would she want it to change me It's not that easy 'cause my time is often decided for me For me She memorized every pencil crayon color in the box Her blue-green eyes complement the burnt sienna in her locks She's at the movies, I'm on the phone; When we're separated we're never alone, but still It's never enough, it's never enough, no it's never enough I fell down with no one there to catch me from falling Then she came 'round And only her tenderness stopped me from bawling my eyes out I'm OK, and that's why... |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
These apples are delicious!
"As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996)
I'd but you a house ( I would buy you a house)
If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd buy you furniture for your house ( maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd but you a K-car ( a nice reliant automobile) If I had a 1,000,000, I'd buy you love If I had a 1,000,000 I'd build a treefort in our yard If I had a 1,000,000 You could help it wouldn't be that hard If I had a 1,000,000 Maybe we could put a refrigerator in there Wouldn't that be fabulous! If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I but you a fur coat( but not a real fur coat that's cruel) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd buy you an exotic pet(like a llama or an emu) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd but you John Merick's remains (All them crazy elephant bones) If I had a 1,000,000 I'd buy your love If I had a 1,000,000 We wouldn't have to walk to the store If I had a 1,000,000 We'd take a limousine cause it costs more If I had a 1,000,000 We wouldnt have to eat Kraft dinner If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) i'd but you a green dress ( but not a real green dress that's cruel) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd but you some art ( A Picasso or a Garfunkel) If I had a 1,000,000 (If I had a 1,000,000) I'd buy you a monkey (haven't you always wanted a monkey?) If I had a 1,000,000 If I had a 1,000,000 If I had a 1,000,000 If I had a 1,000,000 I'd be RICH! |
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from Sweet November (스위트 노벰버) [ost] (2001)
All around the room your things are placed
And next to you he fills the space And so it seems your saving grace is only saving face The pictures of the two of you on holiday, on honeymoon You thought that he was wanting you, But he was only wanting you to Let him off the He was your imaginary friend, You were partners til the end Then something bends, and then it breaks, your worst mistake Accepting enemies on bended knees; a litany of tragedies, You're vexed, it seems you're hexed and after sex he expects You'll let him off the til Something that you heard while you were sleeping left you Shaken while he stirred. When you awaken you will Make him eat his words right off the and line, every time The credit card receipts, the dirty sheets The souvenirs of men who cheat It all makes sense - with each offense You wanted to believe him He could get away with murder one, And you would clean the smoking gun With every crime, you bought each line, But not this time, you'll make him Eat his words cause Something that you heard while you were sleeping left you Shaken while he stirred When you awaken you will Make him eat his, make him eat his Words while he's alone, Cause you won't be around and From now on the phone stays off the and line, everytime and line, everytime |
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from Friends (프렌즈) [ost] (1995)
A key in the door, a step on the floor,
A note on the table, and a meal in the micro Note says "I'm in bed, please make sure you're fed If you're taking a shower, you can borrow my bathrobe And when I'm asleep I dream you move in next week" I crumple the note and save it to put inside *My shoe box Shoe box of lies Shoe box Shoe box of lies It's under my bed, it's never been read It's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans there From the first little fib, when I still wore a bib To my latest attempt at pretending at someone Who's not seventeen and doesn't know what you mean When talk turns to single malts, or stilton, or *Repeat Did somebody tell you This is how it's supposed to be? Or did you just find it And you don't want any more from me? *Repeat Was it something I said, or was it something you read That's making me think that I should never have come here I can offer you lies, I can tell you good-bye, I can tell you I'm sorry, but I can't tell the truth, dear And if I could - would it do any good? You'll still never get to see the contents of *Repeat You're so nineteen-ninety And it's nineteen-ninety-four Leave this world behind me 'Cause you don't want me anymore *Repeat |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003)
You can't imagine so many monkeys in the daily mail
All of them coming anonymously so they leave no trail I never thought I'd have an admirer from overseas But someone is sending me stationary filled with chimpanzees Some chimps in swimsuits, some chimps are swinging from a vine Some chimps in jackboots, some chimps that wish they could be mine Starsky and Hutch chimps, a chimp who's sitting on the can A pair of Dutch chimps who send their love from Amsterdam Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me If I had to guess, I'd say the monkey-sender thinks it's great He's sending me, maybe she's sending me just to see me get irate I'm losing sleep—and it's gonna be keeping me up all night I thought it was funny, but now I've got money on a monkey fight Some chimps in hard hats, chimps a-working on a chain gang Some chimps who love cats, burning rubber in a Mustang A birthday-wishing chimp, a chimp in black like a goth A goin' fishin' chimp, a British chimp in the bath Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me Somehow they followed me even though I packed and moved my home No matter what, they come and they come they won't leave me alone Another monkey in the mail could make me lose my mind But look at me shuffling through the stack until I finally find Some chimps in swimsuits Some chimps in Jackboots Some chimps in hard hats Some chimps who love cats I've got some shaved chimps; that's chimps devoid of any hair I've got depraved chimps dressed up in women's underwear Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me Every one is every one is every one is addressed to me Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003)
What's so maybe about
What's so maybe about What's so maybe about Katie? What's the use in hesitating? Can't you see that Katie's waiting? Just because her youth is fading Doesn't mean she's not worth dating What's so maybe about What's so mabye about What's so maybe about Katie? I don't know What the fuss is all about Just take it slow It's not like you can't live without her To and fro if you've got a shred of doubt Then it's not worth it What's so maybe about What's so mabye about What's so maybe about Katie? Can't you see her with her arms wide open? She's everything that you've been hoping for Forever's not so long, stop moping She's got a daughter and your're just not coping Do you know everyone you ever swore you'd love for life? I don't know them anymore I know their names, I'd recognize them on the street And I don't love them What's so maybe about What's so mabye about What's so maybe about Katie? |
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from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003)
Everything's a lie
We're all going to die Before we say goodbye Let's attack I admit it's bleak But I give it a week Until our friends the meek Give it back Is it true? Well, it's true enough, I guess Join the chorus of the second best Second best Second best What's left of you that's real? A mutated ideal With limited appeal, I suggest If winning is an art Then it's drawn us apart When you erased your heart and beat your chest Is it you? Well, it's you enough, I guess You're an angel in a see-through dress Is it true? Yes, it's true enough I guess Sometimes it's better to be second best Second best Second best Perhaps it's just as well That I still look like hell At least the world can tell us apart Is it true? Yes, it's true enough I guess Come join the chorus of the unimpressed Is it true? Yes, it's true enough I guess Sometimes it's better to be second best Second best Second best |
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