You let me in your house You let me in your house You let me in your house with a hammer Set to tile or set to stone Tit for tat and bone for bone I'm goin' to set fire to your glamour
Well now rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop set it on fire Run away and watch it burn I've got to set fire to your glamour
Bah da dee'
Rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop set it on fire Run away watch it burn Smell the ashes in the air Of this silly game we're sure to tire
Well, you let me in your house You let me in your house You let me in your house with a hammer Set to tile or set to stone Tit for tat and bone for bone I'm goin' to set fire to your glamour Yes to your glamour Yes little mama, to your glamour To your'.
Let it rock Listen to me now let it rock, let it rock now
Wishing for contentment, hoping for relentment venting my resentment on the happy few
Awaiting resolution, and dreams of restitution finding retribution's just another thing to do
You've got to keep yourself busy, visit Aunt Lizzy just see how she's been But when you're making a late run two judgmental matrons retort, see what I mean?
A seeming reprobation, perhaps it's my vocation a nauseous elation comes to mind but it fades so soon
There was a time when I enjoyed vidalia there was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch my grandad he prescribed vidalia "for whatever ails ya" - heart disease, the grippe and such
But to yourself this medicine you'll properly expose the benefits of health, wealth, and respect Eat it like an apple of a deep-colored rose sweet victory will be yours to delect
But how my palate grows tired so sweet, so sweet, so sweet no thanks I'll take defeat
I remember a dark and smoky den Cheeks of roast beef bloody rare Oh, whiskey-edged faces of barrel-chested men And I'm feelin' small, weak and scared
I remember that nook, the way I shook pain hurts innocence be damned red with shame and red with pain we all sit down to eat our leg of lamb our leg of lamb... we all sit down to eat our leg of lamb
Step right on up, take a good good look at the latest pie that fate could cook this is no phenom, so supermarket guru just a revelation from me to you
So don't believe a thing that you might hear at least from the last 30 - 40 years cause it wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
So beware, children beware, the devil may care six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders never with a thought to dare
So take aim, children take aim the drill sargeant sang with ample perspiration ordered stop your respiration and end the flow of oxygen to the brain
So wake up sleepyheads, listen what I have to say as you near your independence day just keep in mind, in time your find so few so few have your best interrests in mind
so don't believe a thing you might hear at least from the last 3 - 4,000 years 'cause is wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
so beware, children beware the devil may care... and maybe he's the only one
She's got a ham in her handbag, a pig in her purse She's got two-ply no-fly baby buggers She's got a burlap sack, she's on a voter parade She's gonna get some carob cigars and some lemonade No need to put your ear to the ground Dora Munch is coming to town
She puts eggs in her orange juice, coffee in her tea Puts olives in her jelly, says that's the way it's gonna be Ashes and mashes and dust and mustard Creamed spinach sandwich and she cuts the crusts off Don't let it show that you wanted some Dora Munch is coming to town
She's got a ham in her handbag, a pig in her purse She's got two-ply no-fly baby buggers She's got a burlap sack, she's on a voter parade She's gonna get some carob cigars and some lemonade No need to put your ear to the ground Dora Munch is coming to town
She puts eggs in her orange juice, coffee in her tea Puts olives in her jelly, says that's the way it's gonna be Ashes and mashes and dust and mustard Creamed spinach sandwich and she cuts the crusts off Don't let it show that you wanted some Dora Munch is coming to town, yes sir Dora Munch is coming to town, you heard me the first time Dora Munch is coming to town
Feetlips, why do you do that way? You know you'll have to pay for your making us nauseous
Feetlips, you know today's the day you turn the other way and you eat your galoshes
you thought Somepeople was a tragic name he was the easiest one to blame his weather systems tempered and tame till you catch wind of...
Feetlips...you're so brash waltzing around talking your trash no, you haven't been drinking you just talk without thinking it's what got you this far but it's not worth one dollar no it's not a boy quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...
Feetlips, why do you do that way you know you'll have to pay...
Don't tell me anything...anyhow your contribution, proposed solution fails for now cause I can see your house from here now the leaves have fallen, dear you're such a little privateer as your confession draws mor enear
Don't sell me anything...of any kind your one time offer is so uncalled for you call it piece of mind but I don't want your life insurance home auto health fire insurance just make this basic inference employs a little common sense
Time and again I find I'm listless or rather fistless in time that's what I find Carry me to Mecca with what you may devine take me with you, take me with you, don't leave me behind
Don't tell me anything...anyhow your trite donation, commercialization won't hold water now 'cause I can see your ship from here now the weather's bright and clear you're such a little privateer as your confession draws near
Step right on up, take a good good look at the latest pie that fate could cook this is no phenom, so supermarket guru just a revelation from me to you
So don't believe a thing that you might hear at least from the last 30 - 40 years cause it wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
So beware, children beware, the devil may care six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders never with a thought to dare
So take aim, children take aim the drill sargeant sang with ample perspiration ordered stop your respiration and end the flow of oxygen to the brain
So wake up sleepyheads, listen what I have to say as you near your independence day just keep in mind, in time your find so few so few have your best interrests in mind
so don't believe a thing you might hear at least from the last 3 - 4,000 years 'cause is wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
so beware, children beware the devil may care... and maybe he's the only one
then it was dusk in Illinois a small boy, after an afternoon of carting dung hung on a rail fence, a sapped thing weary to crying
dark was growing tall he began to hear the pond frogs all calling on his ear they were calling on his ears with what seemed their joy
soon the sound was pleasant for a boy listening in the smoky dusk and nightfall of illinois and from the fields two small boys came bearing cornstalk violins so they rubbed the cornstalk bows with resins and the three just sat there scraping of the joy of their joy, they're scraping of the joy
it was now fine music the frogs and the boys did in the towering illinois twilight make and into dark in spite a shoulder's ache a boy's hunched body loved out of a stalk the first song of his happiness and the song woke his heart into the darkness and sadness of joy
dark was growing tall he began to hear the pond frogs all calling on his ear they were calling on his ear with what seemed their joy
We're keeping busy yeah we're bleeding stones With our machinations and our palindromes Anything but hear a voice Anything but hear a voice Anything but hear a voice That says we're basically alone Says we're basically alone
We're keeping busy yeah we're bleeding stones With our machinations and our palindromes Anything but hear a voice That says we're basically alone Says we're basically alone Says we're basically alone
We're keeping busy yeah we're bleeding stones With our machinations and our palindromes Anything but hear a voice Anything but hear a voice That says we're basically alone Says we're basically alone Says we're basically alone
being alone it can be quite romantic like Jacques Cousteau underneath the Atlantic a fantastic voyage to parts unknown going to depths where the sun's never shone and I fascinate myself when I'm alone
so I go a little overboard but hang on to the hull while I'm airbrushing fantasy art on a life that's really kind of dull oh, I'm in a lull
I'm all for moderation but sometimes it seems moderation itself can be a kind of extreme so I joined the congregation I joined the softball team I went in for my confirmation where incense looks like steam I start conjugating proverbs where once there were nouns this whole damn rhyme scheme's starting to get me down
Oh, I'm in a lull I'm in a lull
being alone it can be quite romantic like jacques cousteau underneath the atlantic a fantastic voyage to parts unknown going to depths where the sun's never shone and I fascinate myself when I'm alone
I'm rambling on rather self consciously while I'm stirring these condiments into my tea and I think I'm so lame I bet I think this song's about me don't I don't I don't I?
Now if you think I'm wasting your time again I'm wasting your time When you pick me up in duty free That's when I thought I'd be the cross in your T Or must see TV
Tram pam pam pam, but If you think I'm wasting your time again No, oh, you're wasting mine When you're playing for a prime-time dream The CNB scene Now I'm just a split in your seam the I in your team
Oooh please don't get too excited Oooh maybe you're not invited To my action adventure My action adventure dream
So when you think you're on the fast track You find it's just a cul-de-sac back In that adult lifestyle community Where all your little boys, your action toys are duty free
Oooh please don't get too excited Ooooh maybe you're not invited To my action adventure My action adventure dream
So I wonder what you got your persona for Cause there's a 2-for-one down at the corner-store And I wonder could ya pep it up a bit You know throw a fit You go ahead and dance I'll just sit
If you think I'm wasting your time again I'm wasting your time again oh, you're wasting mine When you're playing for a prime-time dream The CNB scene Now I'm just a split in your seam the I in your team
So I'm looking at the back of my hand again Oh, I'm looking at the back of my hand again, To what end if I can't even find a goddamn pen
my skin is white as parchment drier than a downtown office building where the air is tight there's time spent resting on her bones waiting for the telephone to ring ba-ring ba-ring ba-ring . . . bo-ring bo-ring bo-ring . . .
my skin is cold as her toes on the bathroom floor run back to bed and slam the door oh what a lovely sound oh how it shakes the ground oh what a lovely sound oh what a lovely sound oh what a lovely...
skin is my it's the only thing that doesn't really fly in my land and love, oh love is my love is it's the only thing that butterfly in Thailand
let it be printed on every t-shirt in this land on the finest of cottons and the hippest of brands in bolder letters than the capital I it's the only thing, it's the only thing it's the only lonely, whoa
my skin is white as parchment drier than a downtown office building where the air is tight there's time spent waiting for that macrame bird of prey to come down and sing la-ling la-ling la-ling... oh what a lovely sound oh how it shakes the ground oh what a lovely sound oh how it shakes the ground oh what a lovely sound
oh what a lovely sound oh how it shakes the ground oh what a lovely sound oh how it shakes the ground oh what a lovely sound oh, oh what a lovely sound
