Crossin' the highway late last night He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right He didn't see the station wagon car The skunk got squashed
I wish I was a lesbian, and not a hetero. I wouldn't have to deal with men and all their come and go, And all their yucky yucky facial hair and all
I was standing down in Jerusalem Town one day I was standing down in Jerusalem Town one day I was standing down in Jerusalem Town one day singing... I
You sit at a desk and you squirm in a chair You stretch out on a couch, you could fall asleep there But you lie in your bed and you try not to think
Shut up and go to bed Put the pillow under your head I'm sick and tired of all your worries Shut up and say goodnight Say your prayers and turn off the
When a ship is sinking and they lower the lifeboats And hand out the life jackets, the men keep on their coats The women and the children are the ones
Bein' a dad isn't so bad Except that you gotta feed 'em You gotta shoe 'em and clothe 'em And try not to loathe 'em Bug 'em and hug 'em and heed 'em
In this town television shuts off at two What can a lonely rock & roller do Oh the bed's so big and the sheets are clean and your girlfriend said that
Mr. Ambivalent You ain't going nowhere Sitting there on that fence Mr. Ambivalent We're all sick and tired Of your ambivalence Mr. Ambivalent You don
Woke up this morning, didn't feel that bad Last night was definitely not one of the worst I ever had Ate a nice dinner, drank a few drinks Didn't think
People will know when they see this show The kind of a guy I am They'll understand what I stand for and what I just can't stand They'll perceive what
I'd rather be dreaming than living Living's just too hard to do It's chances not choices Noises not voices A day's just a thing to get through Living
Hostilities ended, nobody cared Anymore for the war, so a truce was declared. So it ends in surrender, then there's peace at least; Arms are withdrawn
I slept through the night, I got through to the dawn I flipped a switch and the light went on I got out of bed and I put some clothes on It's a pretty
I wrote a song for your big brother, And I'm gonna write a song for you. I wrote a song for your big brother, And I'm gonna write a song for you too.
I'm riding in a long black car I'm riding in a long black car Chauffeur's in the front, I'm in the back It's a limousine and I'm a star It's calculated
Rufus is a tit man Suckin' on his mamma's gland Suckin' on the nipple It's a sweeter than the ripple wine. Yes its sweeter than the wine. You can tell
The OGM on our machine Began with we're not here now But you went and changed the "we" to "no one" Do you mean us or me? Your new outgoing voice Sounds