Random Lyric Thread

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

Some people think that when they go to far

They'll never get back to where the rest of them are...

[Esau]

This is the first song we'll cover as soon as "Mesh Backs & Whiskey" is formed....

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,

Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile

Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,

Which he spent like they was goin' outa style

And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,

Searchin' for a shrine he's never found

Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,

Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet, he's a picker

He's a prophet, he's a pusher

He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned

He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,

Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,

And he's traded in tomorrow for today

Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,

And losin' all he's loved along the way

But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,

And all he ever gets is older and around

From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,

The goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet, he's a picker

He's a prophet, he's a pusher

He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned

He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,

Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

Make me a bed of fond memories

Make me to lie down, with a smile

Everything that rises

Afterwards falls

And all that dies has first to live

As longing becomes love

As night turns to day

Everything changes

Joy will find a way

[Esau]

Steeple full of swallows

Hammer in the weeds

Hearth full of my head

Mosquitoes on my feet

You must be the sender

You must be the sound

You must be the reason

All the lights go down

Steeple full of swallows

Smoke in the house

Hearth full of my head

Mud in my mouth

You must be the fine hairs

You must be the frown

You must be the reason

All the lights go down

A.K.D

[bradm]

I'm quite contented to take my chances

Amid the Guildensterns and Rosencrantzes

It's a matter of Cain and Abel

And I can feel your knee underneath the table

CHORUS:

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim

He only wants a pretty face by him so

How could you want him when you know you could have me?

See the pigeons peck and peck to pay their dues

They peck a little extra to resole their shoes

He's with the pigeons pecking crumbs

I'm on my deathbed bleeding with the cherubim

CHORUS

Ferocious angels send me falling stars

But I know just how dangerous wishes are

Ferocious angels watch me come and go

But I'm not too smart to go bargng off of rooftops though

Sit out September on the windowsill

'Cause you can't drink the wine from a two dollar bill

Saint Christopher lives on the end of a quill

Leave him a diamond in your last will

CHORUS

How could you want him when you know you could have me?

How could you want him when you know you could have me?

How could you want him when you know you could have me?

How could you want him when you know you could have me?

Aloha,

Brad

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

Up in the morning

Out on the job

Work like a devil for my pay

While that lucky old sun's

Got nothing to do

But roll around Heaven all day

Fuss with my woman

Toil for my kids

Sweat till I'm wrinkled and grey

While that lucky old sun's

Got nothing to do

But roll around Heaven all day

Good Lord up above

Can't you hear my crying

Tears all end in my eyes

Send me a cloud

With a silver lining

Lift me to paradise

Show me the river

Take me across

Wash all my troubles away

Like that lucky old sun

Give me nothing to do

But roll around Heaven all day

[d_rawk]

I was sent from planet Xiron to conquer the earth

I had a terrific plan -- I thought it would work

Tried to get the Earthlings all to kill each other you see

But it all went wrong and now I must decree...

You are worthless Alec Baldwin, you are worthless Alec Baldwin

You failed in every way and now my stock in you has fallen

Your career is stallin' and you're worthless Alec Baldwin

That's why I blew your head off and your children are all bawlin'

Planet Xiron is inhabited with Xipods like me

But also with Balmacs who are giant bees

The Xipods and Balmacs are at constant war

So we wanted a new home and that's what Earth was for

But you are worthless Alec Baldwin, you are worthless Alec Baldwin

You fucked up my whole plan and now Xiron is smeared with Balmac pollen

Your garbage needs some haulin' and you're worthless Alec Baldwin

Now I must return home a failure -- I'm afraid the pit of Kryrok is callin'

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

Flies all green and buzzin',

in this dungeon of despair.

Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes,

and scratch their matted hair.

A tiny light, from a window hole,

a hundred yards away,

is all they ever gets to know

about the regular light in the day.

And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin',

and weepin' greenish drops.

In the room where the giant fire puffer works,

and the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.

Slime and rot, rats and snot,

and vomit on the floor.

Fifty yoogly soldiers, man,

holdin' spears by the iron door.

Knives and spikes, and guns and the likes

of every tool of pain.

And a sinister midget, with a bucket and a mop,

where the blood goes down the drain.

And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin',

and weepin' greenish drops.

In the room where the giant fire puffer works,

and the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.

The torture.. the torture..

The torture never stops.

Flies all green and buzzin',

in this dungeon of despair.

An evil prince eats a steaming pig,

in a chamber right near there.

He eats the snouts and the trotters first.

The loins and the groins is soon dispersed.

His carvin' style is well rehearsed.

He stands and shouts:

All men be cursed!

All men be cursed!

All men be cursed!

All men be cursed!

And disagree?

Well, no one durst.

He's the best, of course, of all the worst.

Some wrong been done, he done it first.

And it stinks so bad, his bones been chokin',

and weepin' greenish drops.

In the night of the iron sausage,

where the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.

The torture.. the torture..

The torture never stops.

Flies all green and buzzin',

in this dungeon of despair.

Who are all those people,

that he's locked away down there?

Are they crazy?

Are they sainted?

Are they zeroes,

someone painted?

And it's never been explained,

since it first it was created.

But a dungeon, like a sin,

requires naught but lockin' in,

of everything that's ever been.

Look at her.

Look at him.

That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.

That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.

That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.

That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.

[Kaidy Mae]

I love Lucy

I love Lucy Liu

Yes I love her twice as much as you

Now there's Jolie

Angela Jolie

Could you ever look as good as she

I just want someone that would come home

Why don't you come home, why don't you come home

Now there's Zeta

Catherine Zeta-Jones

Yes her body is perfectly toned

When I meet her

We'll be mates you'll see

And i'll be the guy the guys want to be

I just want someone that would come home

Why don't you come home, why don't you come home

And just one star jump out of magazines into my arms

We took it too, we took it to far

You're watching watching you watching me

You're watching watching you watching me

You're watching watching you watching me

Stop watching me

I just want someone that would come home

Why don't you come home, why don't you come home

And just one star jump out of magazines into my arms

We took it too, we took it to far

[Esau]

I was riding on the Mayflower

When I thought I spied some land

I yelled for Captain Arab

I have yuh understand

Who came running to the deck

Said, "Boys, forget the whale

Look on over yonder

Cut the engines

Change the sail

Haul on the bowline"

We sang that melody

Like all tough sailors do

When they are far away at sea

"I think I'll call it America"

I said as we hit land

I took a deep breath

I fell down, I could not stand

Captain Arab he started

Writing up some deeds

He said, "Let's set up a fort

And start buying the place with beads"

Just then this cop comes down the street

Crazy as a loon

He throw us all in jail

For carryin' harpoons

Ah me I busted out

Don't even ask me how

I went to get some help

I walked by a Guernsey cow

Who directed me down

To the Bowery slums

Where people carried signs around

Saying, "Ban the bums"

I jumped right into line

Sayin', "I hope that I'm not late"

When I realized I hadn't eaten

For five days straight

I went into a restaurant

Lookin' for the cook

I told them I was the editor

Of a famous etiquette book

The waitress he was handsome

He wore a powder blue cape

I ordered some suzette, I said

"Could you please make that crepe"

Just then the whole kitchen exploded

From boilin' fat

Food was flying everywhere

And I left without my hat

Now, I didn't mean to be nosy

But I went into a bank

To get some bail for Arab

And all the boys back in the tank

They asked me for some collateral

And I pulled down my pants

They threw me in the alley

When up comes this girl from France

Who invited me to her house

I went, but she had a friend

Who knocked me out

And robbed my boots

And I was on the street again

Well, I rapped upon a house

With the U.S. flag upon display

I said, "Could you help me out

I got some friends down the way"

The man says, "Get out of here

I'll tear you limb from limb"

I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"

He said, "You're not Him

Get out of here before I break your bones

I ain't your pop"

I decided to have him arrested

And I went looking for a cop

I ran right outside

And I hopped inside a cab

I went out the other door

This Englishman said, "Fab"

As he saw me leap a hot dog stand

And a chariot that stood

Parked across from a building

Advertising brotherhood

I ran right through the front door

Like a hobo sailor does

But it was just a funeral parlor

And the man asked me who I was

I repeated that my friends

Were all in jail, with a sigh

He gave me his card

He said, "Call me if they die"

I shook his hand and said goodbye

Ran out to the street

When a bowling ball came down the road

And knocked me off my feet

A pay phone was ringing

It just about blew my mind

When I picked it up and said hello

This foot came through the line

Well, by this time I was fed up

At tryin' to make a stab

At bringin' back any help

For my friends and Captain Arab

I decided to flip a coin

Like either heads or tails

Would let me know if I should go

Back to ship or back to jail

So I hocked my sailor suit

And I got a coin to flip

It came up tails

It rhymed with sails

So I made it back to the ship

Well, I got back and took

The parkin' ticket off the mast

I was ripping it to shreds

When this coastguard boat went past

They asked me my name

And I said, "Captain Kidd"

They believed me but

They wanted to know

What exactly that I did

I said for the Pope of Eruke

I was employed

They let me go right away

They were very paranoid

Well, the last I heard of Arab

He was stuck on a whale

That was married to the deputy

Sheriff of the jail

But the funniest thing was

When I was leavin' the bay

I saw three ships a-sailin'

They were all heading my way

I asked the captain what his name was

And how come he didn't drive a truck

He said his name was Columbus

I just said, "Good luck."

[bradm]

I can't let go

Of anything it seems

I've got stuff in my closet

That's so old that it dreams

Of the days it had purpose

And if I just had the resolve

To be true to myself

Well, the problems that would solve

Aloha,

Brad

[d_rawk]

That means no

Where I come from

I am cold

Out waiting for the day to come

I chew my lips

And I scratch my nose

Feels so good to be a rose

Oh don't, don't you lift me up

Like I'm so shy

No no no no no

Just give it up

See there are bats all dissolving in a row

Into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go

I cannot let go

So I thank the Lord

And I thank his sword

'Tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored

Oh, oh morning without warning like a hole

And I watch you go

There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road

There are some dragons who were built to have and hold

And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly

And some great bellies ache with many bumblebees

(And they sting so terribly)

I do as I please

Now I'm on my knees

Your skin is something that I stir into my tea

And I am watching you

And you are starry, starry, starry

Oh, and you you will never ever

Know how very sorry

You will be

(I am)

Now I'm tumbling down

And I check a frown

It's why I love this town

Well, just look around

To see me serenaded hourly !

And celebrated sourly

Dedicated dourly

Waltzing with the open sea

Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie

Will you just look at me?

[Del]

He was sittin' there beside me

Throwin' doubles down

When he ordered up his third one

He looked around

Than he looked at me

Said I do believe

I'll have one more

He said I hate this bar

And I hate to drink

But on second thought

Tonight I think

I hate everything

Than he opened up his billfold

And threw a twenty down

And a faded photograph fell out

And hit the ground

And I picked it up

He said thank you bud

I put it in his hand

He said I probably outta throw this one away

Cause she's the reason I feel this way

Why I hate everything

Well, I hate my job

And I hate my life

And If it weren't for my two kids

I'd hate my ex-wife

I know I should move on

And try to start again

But I just cant get over her

Leavin' me for him

Then he shook his head

And looked down at his ring

And he said I hate everything

Said that one bedroom apartment

Where I get my mail

Is really not a home

It's more like a jail

With a swimmin' pool

And a parkin' lot view

Man its just great

I hate summer, winter, fall and spring

Red and yellow, purple, blue and green

I hate everything

I hate my job

And I hate my life

And If it weren't for my two kids

I'd hate my ex-wife

I know I should move on

And try to start again

But I just can't get over her

Leavin' me for him

Then he shook his head

And looked down at his ring

And he said I hate everything

So I pulled out my phone

And I called my house

I said Babe I'm commin' home

We're gonna work this out

I paid for his drinks

And I told him thanks

Thanks for everything

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

The dangerous kitchen

If it ain't one thing it's another

In the middle of the night when you get home

The bread things are all dry 'n scratchy

The meat thing where the cats ate through the paper

The canned things with the sharp little edges

That can cut your fingers when youre not looking

The soft little things on the floor that you step on

They can all be dangerous

Sometimes

The milk can hurt you

(if you put it on your cereal

Before you smell the plastic container)

And the stuff in the strainer

Has a mind of its own

So be very careful

In the dangerous kitchen

When the night time has fallen,

And the roaches are crawlin'

In the kitchen of danger

You can feel like a stranger

The bananas are black

They got flies in the back

And also the chicken

In the dish with the foil

Where the cream is all clabbered

And the salad is frightful

Your return in the evening

Can be less than delightful

You must walk very careful

You must not lean against it

It can get on you clothing

It can follow you in

As you walk to the bedroom

And you take all your clothes off

While you're sleeping

It crawls off

It gets in your bed

It could get on your face then

It could eat your complexion

You could die from the danger

Of the dangerous kitchen

Who the fuck wants to clean it?

It's disgusting and dirty

The sponge on the drainer

Is stinky and squirty

If you squeeze it when you wipe up

What you get on your hands then

Could unbalance your glands and

Make you blind or whatever

In the dangerous kitchen

At my house tonight...

[phorbesie]

Three-hundred-fifty cities in the world

Just thirty teeth inside of our heads

These are the limits to our experience

It's scary but it's alright

And everything is finite

Only one record, in this whole wide world

Where Jimi Hendrix sings House Burning Down

Another Elvis will not come along

He got wasted but it's alright

And everything is finite

Yeah, wasted - it's alright

Everything is finite

I'm just a baby in my daddy's arms

Who will protect me from these women's charms

I'm six foot tall but I barely speak

My - mind goes crazy when the taste is sweet

Well we've known each other, eight years and twenty days

It's - terrifying, it's beautiful too

Things have an end

But feeling is infinite

We're changing but it's alright

And everything is finite

Yeah, changing's alright

Things finite

[nattyMatty]

Doo doo dadoombah-Yay! ehh ehh

So he say eh

We got today'ehh ehh eh

baby you can rock it too day eh eh

So come sing with me ehh eh eh

There;s a canoe and we Gonna smoke

Its Red and Blue, and I think it will float

if not we can take the Yellow Boat

Row away row away

We got today

and we can rock-it baby from night till day

listen now i can here the dock of the bay

bhind me is all molded clay

the wagon brakes and turns to hay

and sugar beets

What man likes about a lady most

[bradm]

This is the ballad of Richard Iommi

Richard was a typical suburban teenager

He lived with his parents

And spent most of his time hanging out with his friends

Listening to records and smoking dope in his room in the basement

There was only one difference between Richard

And a typical suburban teenager:

He was totally obsessed with Tony Iommi

For those of you who don't know

Tony Iommi is the guitarist in the rock and roll group "Black Sabbath"

Richard idolized him

He believed

He believed

He believed

He was the son of Tony

He changed his name

He changed his name

He changed his name

To Iommi

But Richard's devotion to Tony Iommi didn't end there

Not only did he change his last name,

But he began buying vintage musical equipment circa 1969

His goal was to obtain the same make and model guitars and amplifiers that his idol had used

He even got a 72-piece drum kit just like Bill Ward's

Richard and his best friend would go down to the basement,

Get really wasted and set up all the equipment like a shrine

They'd talk about the day that they would form their band

Richard, of course, would be the guitarist

He believed

He believed

He believed

He was the son of Tony

He changed his name

He changed his name

He changed his name

To Iommi

One day Richard and his best friend were down in the basement

Richard was cutting pictures of Tony Iommi out of old Creem magazines

And pasting them in a huge collage on his wall

His friend was playing with the tuner on Richard's stereo

When suddenly they heard something that would change their lives:

Lee Aaron was coming to their town

For those of you who don't know,

Lee Aaron is the very talented and lovely Canadian rock singer who's also known as The Metal Queen

Richard and his friend loved Lee Aaron second only to Tony Iommi

Richard knew that he had to somehow meet Lee Aaron

And tell her the secret of his lineage

He believed

He believed

He believed

He was the son of Tony

He went to see

He went to see

He went to see

The Metal Queen

On the day of the show Richard was so excited he could barely move

In the afternoon he went down to the concert hall early in hopes of catching a glimpse of her

Suddenly, there she was

Everything in the world faded away and before he knew it

He was telling her about the double-necked guitar, the 72-piece drum kit

And why he changed his name

The Metal Queen listened

And in a single sentence

Brought his entire world crashing down:

"Like, why don't you sell that shit and get a life?"

He believed

He believed

He believed

He was the son of Tony

The Metal Queen

The Metal Queen

The Metal Queen

Smashed his dreams

He believed

He believed

He believed

He was the son of Tony

He changed his name

He changed his name

He changed his name

To Iommi

Aloha,

Brad

[dJEd]

This is the moment that you know

That you told her that you love her but you don't.

You touch her skin and then you think

That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

Yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

I spent two weeks in Silverlake

The California sun cascading down my face

There was a girl with light brown streaks

And she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

Yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

I wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking

As we moved together in the dark

All the friends that i was telling

All the playful misspellings

And every bite i gave that left a mark

Tiny vessels oozed into your neck

And formed the bruises

That you said you didn't want to fade

But they did and so did i that day

All i see are dark gray clouds

In the distance moving closer with every hour

So when you ask "is something wrong?"

I'd think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.

No, we can't talk about it now."

So one last touch and then you'll go

And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more

But it was vile, and it was cheap

And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me

Yeah you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me

[Del]

A gloo stik, some glitta paint

Words cut out from a magazine

B.F.F. carved in a tree

That stands for Baow! Fom! Froosh!

A port-o-john came to life

Put on a play with So-And-So

Unfortunately they didn't

Get very good reviews

What's Her Face ate staple sauce

A heaping bowl of staple sauce

Then crazy Learner's Permit Girl

Gave me a ride to Babbages

[PalacePrincess]

some people call me the space cowboy

yeah

some call me the gangster of love

some people call me maurice

[Esau]

I'd forever talk to you,

But soon my words,

They would turn into a meaningless ring.

For deep in my heart

I know there is no help I can bring.

Everything passes,

Everything changes,

Just do what you think you should do.

And someday maybe,

Who knows, baby,

I'll come and be cryin' to you.

[Booche]

Once my future was shiny as the

Seat of my pants are today

Then old mother luck and all her

Daughters started duckin’ me

When I finally got tired of just sittin’ there

Watching my life slip away

I said I better start takin’ all the living

That’s a-comin’ to me

Chorus:

Now I love too much, fight too much

Stay out late at night too much

But you bet your butt I’m going to

Live before I die

And I may smoke too much, drink too much

Every blessed thing too much

It’s a low-down life, but it ain’t gonna pass me by

I don’t care if the world don’t ever hear

The sound of my name

And old mother luck and all her daughters

Keep a-duckin’ me

As long as that cat that I gotta look at when

I shave ain’t ashamed

There ain’t no joy in the world

I’d ever rather be.

[Esau]

Can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me

'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees.

We stared into each other's eyes 'til one of us would break,

No use to apologize, what diff'rence would it make?

[Booche]

Greg, shouldnt you be in Ottawa by now?

I come from just the other side of nowhere

To this big time lonesome town.

They got a lot of ice and snow here,

Half as cold as all the people I’ve found.

Every way I try to go here seems to bring me down.

I’ve seen about enough to know where I belong.

I’ve got a mind to see the headlights shining

On that old white line between my heart and home.

Sick of spendin’ sundays wishing they were mondays

Sittin’ in a park alone.

So give my best to anyone who’s left who ever done me

Any lovin’ way but wrong.

Tell ’em that the pride of just the other side o nowhere’s

Goin’ home.

Takin’ nothin’ back to show there

For these dues I’ve paid.

But the soul I almost sold here

And the body I’ve been givin’ away.

Fadin’ from the neon nighttime glow here,

Headin’ for the light of day,

Just the other side of nowhere, goin’ home.

I’ve got a mind to see the headlights shinin’

On that old white line between my heart and home.

Sick of spendin’ sundays wishin’ they were mondays,

Sittin’ in a park alone.

So give my best to anyone who’s left who ever done me

Any lovin’ way but wrong.

Tell them that the pride of just the other side of nowhere’s

Goin’ home.

Just the other side on nowhere, goin’ home

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

in my rear view mirror the sun is going down

sinking behind bridges in the road

and i think of all the good things

that we have left undone

and i suffer premonitions

confirm suspicions

of the holocaust to come

the rusty wire that holds the cork

that keeps the anger in

gives way

and suddenly it's day again

the sun is in the east

even though the day is done

two suns in the sunset

hhhhhhhhh-

could be the human race is run

like the moment when your brakes lock

and you slide toward the big truck

and stretch the frozen moments with your fear

and you'll never hear their voices

and you'll never see their faces

you have no recourse to the law anymore

and as the windshield melts

my tears evaporate

leaving only charcoal to defend

finally i understand

the feelings of the few

ashes and diamonds

foe and friend

we were all equal in the end