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Shut Yer Gob
03:24
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If yer fixin’ to get a lickin’
You’ve come to the right place
One more bottle and I’ll have to throttle
Yer ugly-looking face
All yer silly talk is slurred
And if you say another word
I’ll grab you ‘neath the waterline
And re-align your spine…
(Shut yer gob!)
Drink your beer
(Shut yer gob!)
And get out of here
(Shut yer gob!)
Give me peace
(Shut yer gob!)
Or lose your teeth
Don’t give me reason it’s fightin’ season
And tonight I’m at my worst
I may end up on the bathroom floor
But you’re gonna get there first
In spite of all beer I’ve had
I’ll beat ya up, and that’s just sad
You’ll need a nurse, go out head-first
If I break yer nose my bad…
You’ll need some dental care
It’s time to say your goodnight prayer
I’ll put you in a wheelchair
Oh no
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2. |
Ka-bang!
03:27
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(Ka-bang)-ing in the midnight hour
(Ka-bang)-ing on the double
(Ka-bang)-ing with the kind of ‘tude
That gets you into trouble
(Ka-bang)-ing on the disco floor
(Ka-bang)-ing there for hours
(Ka-bang)-ing at the liquor store
In pooka shells and flowers
There’s no reason, there’s no rhyme,
Nothing really matters
Senses working overtime
‘Cause sha-doobie you’ve been shattered
(Ka-bang)-ing like a dancing queen
(Ka-bang)-ing like model
(Ka-bang)-ing while the posers preen
With a champagne bottle
(Ka-bang)-ing when the evening falls
(Ka-bang)-ing ‘til the morning
(Ka-bang)-ing ‘til the alcohol
Is gone without a warning
And when the dance floor
Is in an uproar
You require
Getting higher
When the police
Say it must cease
Well…
You can tell them they can go to hell…
credits
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3. |
The Royal Spa
04:22
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On the cold, mean streets
In the sad retreats
I'm a vast all-seeing eye
Looking high and low
Where the players go
For a drink and an alibi
So I prowl the town
With my scepter and crown
I traipse across the street
I lay me down
On the sacred ground
In my favorite retreat
The Royal Spa
Is above the law
It's open 'til midnight
If it's open at all
The Royal Spa
For you and I
A happy ending
A lullaby...
Now the girls are here
And if you’ve had a beer
You might be in the pink
But hook or slice
It’s never nice
If it makes your ego shrink
Those holy rollers those Bel Aire posers
Are wearing their fancy pants
You don’t drop your card
When your avant-garde
You just get psycho with the sycophants
Now the sun is rising
I’m philosophizing
As the girls head out the door
The hills are misty
I have a whiskey
And I’m all alone once more
I punch the throttle with a brandy-bottle
And flash like a bowie-knife
Through Hollywood streets
And sad retreats
Of someone else’s life
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4. |
Torture Me
03:16
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5. |
Go
02:56
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Sweet words
Meant to flatter
Never
Really matter
You’re so
Cool and clever
But I say
Never, never…
Don’t waste
Your super-powers
You may need them
After hours…
Go!
to the rear of the line, baby
Go!
Maybe next time
Don’t you know…
It isn’t meant to be……
Never…
Ever call me
You never
Could enthrall me
Listen
To your feelings
You’ll never be
Appealing
You may wonder If you blundered
You may never know…
It's very, very necessary
That you’ve got to go
There’s no
Sympathy thus
There
Will never be “us”
Sorry
For your troubles
And your hopes that
Burst like bubbles
credits
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6. |
The Hullabaloo
03:38
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In the Vale of the Valkyries
The kegs are drained down to the lees
In the towers of Numenor
The Watchers of Time are at the door
You can tell your mamma, tell your sister too
I’ll shake their lemon tree -- it’s just what I do
There’ll be drama in the sauna when the demons debut
And everything’s going askew
A how-do-you-do
A hullabaloo…
In the fortress of Dol Guldor
The Woodland Elves are at the door
The Iron Hills range to the east
The Uruk-hai begin their feast
Darlin’, Darlin’, Darlin’ take a hold of it
Seize the scepter now and see if it fits
Careful little lady, and don’t misconstrue
Everything’s going askew
A how-do-you-do
A hullabaloo
The days are passing
Storms are lashing
The fires around us blaze
Beware the eye
Look to the sky
Avoid its ghastly gaze
You can tell your mamma, tell your sister too
I’ll shake their lemon tree-- it’s just what I do
(There’ll be) drama in the sauna when the demons debut
And everything’s going askew
A how-do-you-do
A hullabaloo…
credits
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7. |
Show Me a Sign
04:07
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Occam we need you as tales spin about
Pare down these notions the fringe always touts
Too many sides to an obvious thing
The wise poking holes at what the foolish all bring
A sad painted story an engine gains speed
People are listening and filling some need
There’s nothing I see and I’m placing no bets
At the end of the day, its as good gets
Show me a sign.
One bit of reason, a reason to find
Lets get on our way
There is really no reason. There is nothing to say
Quit throwing out morals and living on high
Don’t always think that the money will buy
Stature and smiles and false self esteem
Occam has told us its just what it seems
Twisting the tales till you’re out of control
Stop painting pictures and selling your soul
Hawking the future and parting your ways
Ego and brains always get in the way
A look from every angle always gets you lost. Spinning stories at everyone’s cost
No one believes you yet you still talk out loud. You fell from the flock and got lost in the crowd.
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8. |
Poop Deck
03:13
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I’ve been sailing
Evacuating
The crew is bailing
The gulls are trailing
The sun sets deep in the west
I’m the king of the poop deck
In my blazer, cap and a vest
Avoiding a shipwreck
Light breeze blowing
The girls are glowing
Tan lines showing
Dingy towing…
All the oysters and champers
See how the crew girl scampers
Top-siders and sliders
On a day like today we're all
Outsiders
The sun is setting
I’m pirouetting
My thirst needs whetting
Attention-getting
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9. |
Pillbox
04:06
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Wide-eyed and wonderstruck
The world was hers no need for luck
She stayed the course and was not afraid
The fix was in, her bed was made
She put her trust in other friends
And spent her time on other ends
Treasure came and treasure went
Advantage gone, the money spent
Her friends weren’t what they seemed to be
And drew her to calamity
Now time stands still on all the clocks as people pass her by
The street was where she used to play, now it’s where she spends her day
No time for worries, no time for clocks
She’s moved inside the pill box
Now she lives as best she can
In alleys and in garbage cans
The sidewalk‘s dry where she was curled
With all the freedom in the world
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10. |
Ramblin' Man
03:24
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You
You don’t want me
You’re miles and miles away
But you still haunt me
Fire, ice, and thunder!
Why you walked away
It makes me wonder…
The episodes, and dusty
Roads that I’ve had to travel
Have got me walking in my sleep
Across the dirty gravel ‘cause I’m...
Ramblin’
I’m Ramblin on and on
I’m Ramblin’
To find out why you’re gone
You’re gone, you’re gone…
You… you make me wonder
Did I do something wrong
Or did I blunder?
And in my foggy haze
I wonder where I am
In Hollywood or Vietnam
What lays in store for me?
I’m going to explode
Just miles and miles ahead
Of dusty road
Once…the journey’s over
I’ll reside in pride and rest in clover
For now this is my plan
Always and forever a ramblin’ man
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11. |
Where Are You Jimmy?
02:41
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I don’t care what you say, you’re just a riddle anyway
I don’t care who’s in your way – I don’t
I don’t want to hear you whine, your disappearance was just in time
All the boys they got in line, and here they come
Where are you Jimmy
Ask Jo, she don’t know
Where are you Jimmy
Where are ya Jim
Have you found a new disguise, or look’n for that place to hide
We don’t need you on our side, but here you are
Where are you Jimmy
Where’d you go, nobody knows
Where are you Jimmy
C’mon Jimmy
Wise Guys in the night, just mighta got it right
They don’t care who’s in their way, nope
They don’t wanna hear more lies, your disappearance, that’s on their minds
All the boys they got in line, and here they come
Where are you Jimmy
Even Jo, she don’t know
Where are you Jimmy
Hey Jimmy, Where’d ya go
Where are you Jimmy
Well you’re the man, with all the plans
Where are you Jimmy - Why didn’t you just say goodbye
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12. |
Goodbye
03:04
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If we don’t trust each other by now
And we’ve reached the end somehow
We spend our weeks and nights and hours
On beds of nails, not beds of flowers…
Nothing can satisfy
Or bring the fireworks back to the sky
No one will wonder
Why we went under
Goodbye…
When we’re together we’re together alone
We rise every morning then we sink like a stone
There’s no accounting for what I’m feeling
Except I’m drowning, and now I am leaving
I won’t lie
There’s a tear in my eye
So goodbye…
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Vanilla Tacoma, Washington
Melodic indie-pop band from the US Pacific Northwest. Featuring Jayson Jarmon (formerly of Liar's Club), Sean Gaffney, Mark Simmons, Scott Warfield, James Peterson and a cast of thousands!
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