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 Hey, Mr. DJ, I Thought You Said We Had a Deal... I could never sleep my way to the top 'Cause my alarm clock always wakes me right up And since my options had been whittled away I struck a bargain with my radio DJ I said I'd like this song to be number one He said "I'd really like to help you my son" And then I knew that I would have him to thank Because he asked me how much I had in the bank He said to think long term investment and That all the others had forgiven themselves He said the net reward would justify The colossal mess they'd made of their lives He said the record wouldn't have to be hot And no one ever seemed to care if it's not It would depend on something else that I've got And that the other ones who'd given it a shot Had seen a modest sum grow geometrically And then they had forgiven themselves Because the net reward had justified The colossal mess they'd made of their lives Hey Mr. DJ, I thought you said we had a deal I thought you said, "You scratch my back and I'll scratch your record" And I thought you said we had a deal Well, I told you about the world (it's address) I wonder when they're gonna clean up the mess You know the rabid child is still tuning in Chess piece face's patience must be wearing thin Because they haven't played this song on the air Not that anyone but me even cared And the Disk Jockey has moved out of town The district courthouse says he's nowhere to be found Birds Fly... Birds fly into my windshield Thoughts fall from my thoughts This good luck charm hanging off my arm Was left here by the police Words fall out of my pockets And cats dance under my feet This colorful spell under which I live Protects me from all I write And the microscope reveals the scope Of my very best intentions Yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright On the only nice part of me The World's Address... I know you deceived me Couldn't sleep last night Now my tear stains on the wall Reflect an ugly sight I can see your secrets No need to confess Everyone looks naked when you know the world's address The world's address A place that's worn A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess I'll repeat for those who may not have already guessed The world's address Call the men of science and let them hear this song Tell them Albert Einstein and Copernicus were wrong Nightgown of the Sullen Moon... Fell in the door And you fell on the floor With your hand on the knob Looking up and abruptly Forget what you're thinking Fire alarms go off in your head You live in the nightgown of the sullen moon How the windows lean into the room In the nightgown of the sullen moon Drug trip, it's not a drug trip so you feel a bit insulted Space walk, it's like a space walk with the corresponding weight loss And you're nothing but air, with your hand in the air And your shoelaces tied up together with care There's a feeling of boredom Of the big whoredom Following dressing up in the nightgown of the sullen moon Your head is on the moon It's not necessary to breathe Forever is a long time. I'll Sink Manhattan... I'll sink Manhattan Right under the sea I'll find the perfect spot to watch As it slips away You were so happy With the things that you said Like, "He's my lower half," you laughed But you're going to cry A river of tiny tears flow from your crocodile eyes Too late to apologize, I say, as flood waters rise I'll sink Manhattan I'll sacrifice friends I think they'd understand my plan I'll never be sure I've got a message So before I get through I'll find your answering machine And I'll sink it first Burn your forget-me-nots Admit that true love can die No, I won't apologize, my love, just kiss me goodbye It's Not My Birthday... Well the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent As this grey world crumbles like a cake I'll be hanging from the hope That I'll never see that recipe again As I walk, I think about a new way to walk As I think, I'm using up the time left to think And this train keep rolling off the track Trying to act like something else Trying to go where it's been uninvited It's not my birthday It's not today It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? When the word comes down "Never more will be around" Though I'll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear And I'm not the only dust my mother raised So, I'm rattling the bars around this drink tank Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely But there'd be no percentage, and there'd be no proof And the sound upon the roof is only water Hello Radio... Hello. Hello. Hello. Mr. Klaw... A claw is a claw and nobody has seen a talking claw Unless that claw is the famous Mr. Klaw Mr. Vanity Klaw Mr. Lightning Bulb Mr. Vanity Klaw Mr. Dental Flaw Mr. Vanity Klaw Kiss Me, Son of God... I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage Called the blood of the exploited working class But they've overcome their shyness Now they're calling me "Your Highness" And a world screams, "Kiss Me, Son of God" I destroyed a bond of friendship And respect between the only people left Who'd even look me in the eye Now I laugh and make a fortune Off the same ones that I tortured And a world screams, "Kiss Me, Son of God" I look like Jesus, so they say But Mr. Jesus is very far away Now you're the only one here Who can tell me if it's true That you love me, and I love me The Biggest One... The water running down that pipe Looks like a snake to me By "Doc's Sugar Bowl" my coffee gets cold Because I don't want to see that I've got no one to blame but my fat self I'm the biggest one Should have changed the lock Should have thrown away the key No, no, not I, I will survive Right down here on my knees For Science... Newscaster: There has been a spacecraft sighted Flying high above the sky. Sirens declare there's one among us from Venus! Lt. Anne Moore: Volunteers! We need volunteers! Soldiers to meet them. Have no fear. You will be killed right away. Male lead: I will date the girl from Venus. Flowers die and so will I. Yes, I will kiss the girl from Venus for science. I'm so brave. I'm so brave. I'll be her love slave. Lt. Anne Moore: He's so brave. He's so brave. He'll be her love slave forever. (She Was a) Hotel Detective... She's got her ear to the walls And she's tapping the calls If you've got a secret, boy, forget about it Because she's a hotel detective Why don't you check her out Well, the bellhop is funky The dumbwaiter's a monkey If there's a knock on the door, boy, forget about it She says she likes my face She says she owns the place Forget about it Come on and swing with me >From the top of a tree And make me feel like a bee That's where I want to know you The Famous Polka... The famous person wears the same size water skis as me She's got three cars, as many years I've lived in this city Her hair is blond and mine is brown, they both start with a B But when the phone inside her rib cage rings it's not for me But when the phone inside her rib cage rings it's not for me Hey When it Rains it Snows... There's a knock at the door that I adore There's a face in the window, a smiling yellow face There's a knock at the door And if I were at home they'd find me there There's a note on the door that I would see And the furniture's barely been moved from where it was There's a note on the door And the note would say when it rains it snows When it rains it snows, I wonder why And now I know that when it rains it snows There's a nut with a shotgun bang bang bang There's a doctor, a waitress, a fireman with a hat There's a nut with a gun There's enough so they'll never know which one We're the Replacements... Hi, we're the Replacements And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band We're having a good time Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn Hey, where's Tommy? Someone find Tommy We're out on the road Moving equipment, where's the equipment Soon we're going home Then we'll have a party Rock'n'rollin' 'til the break of dawn Hi, we're the Replacements And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band Don't Let's Start... Don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around like you get around When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone You are an animal The words I'm singing now mean nothing more than meow to an animal Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound D, world destruction Over an overture N, do I need, Apostrophe T, need this torture? No one in the world ever gets what and that is beautiful Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful They want what they're not and I wish they would stop saying Deputy dog dog a ding dong depadepa I don't want to live in this world anymore I don't want to live in this world Go Back To My They Might Be Giants Page |