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| from Randall & Hopkirk(Deceased) (랜달 앤 홉커크) [ost] (2000) | |||||
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 | 3:45 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994) 
			As we walk together through the autumn, nearing winter Through the dying leaves and trees we call our home and native land, You say you don't believe a thing I say, I say you don't believe a thing You say you can't believe how I don't understand * But I Know That you will be waiting Oh I know That you will be waiting Oh I know You Will be waiting Waiting there for me You say you cannot live with me, you need your own identity And now we air our laundry on national TV And so you hate my arrogance, my smothering and sitting on the fence, But I'm afraid of the hard permanence of letting you go free *Repeat I'm so sick of fighting and that effigy you're lighting looks An awful lot like whose name I just can't quite place And though you say it's not supposed to be me or any entity Still through the lames and smoke I see I recognize that face *Repeat And you were someone who would Always tell me things I don't know, And tell me where to go But there I'll always go Whether or not you're waiting I don't care if you'll be waiting But please say that you will be waiting there for me | |||||
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 | 3:40 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - 심플 라이프 (The Simple Life: Camp Songs) (2007) | |||||
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 | 3:27 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Dallas, Tx 03/11/04 (2004) 
			nough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough again I called your bluff 'cos you think you're so tough because you can make enemies out of friends I am getting sleepy I'm in your command Yes, yes, yes, I understand Yes, yes, yes, I understand (Uh-huh!) Over and over and over and over and over and over and over again The Xmas curse of sharing incurred we inferred the sword is mightier than the pen You are in Atlanta I am in a band Yes, yes, yes, I'm in a band Yes, yes, yes, I understand A fact is a fact is a fact is a fact is a fact is a fact to misunderstand And all the detractors who question the crafts have been asked to retract or face reprimand You are always lying I am on the lamb Yes, yes, yes, I understand Repetition of suspicion Takes a lie and makes it true Nearer and nearer and nearer and nearer and nearer and nearer to our demise The fear we adhere to appears to be steering our ears to where we're only hearing lies With us or against us The line is in the sand Yes, yes, yes, I understand Repetition of suspicion Takes a lie and makes it true | |||||
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 | 2:45 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Stop Us If You`ve Heard This One Before! (2012) | |||||
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 | 4:35 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Gordon (1992) 
			I concede that you were right about this place I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace I can hold you 'til you turn out the light And I can't see Do you believe we are all innately good Do you think that you would love me 'til tomorrow if you could Would you please turn down the radio So we can speak I put my hands around your neck You wrap your arms around me I put my hands around your neck You wrap your arms around me I put my hands around your neck You wrap your arms around me I put my hands around your neck You wrap your arms around me I regret every time I raised my voice And it wouldn't be that bright of me to say I had no choice I can kiss your eyes your hair your neck 'Til we forget I concede that you were right about this place I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace I can hold you 'til you turn out the light, And I can't see | |||||
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 | 1:19 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked For The Holidays (2004) 
			Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday, dear Jesus | |||||
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 | 2:12 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) 
			I wish I could speak with my dog I wish I could speak with my dog I wish I could speak with my dog Cause right now it's just a monologue I wish I could walk on a cloud I wish I could walk on a cloud I wish I could walk on a cloud I sure wish could walkin' was aloud I wish every wish would come true I wish every wish would come true I wish every wish would come true Cause it sure feels good when they do | |||||
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 | 4:29 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Me (2006) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 4:47 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - All New Revue: Live At The Glenn Gould Studio (Live) (2006) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 4:47 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Live From E Town: Barenaked Ladies (2007) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 4:30 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 4:26 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Ships & Dip: Follie's Lounge 01-16-2007 (Live) (2007) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 4:38 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. UK Tour - London 03-30-2007 (Live) (2007) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 4:40 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. UK Tour - Glasgow 04-08-2007 (Live) (2007) 
			Stop, drop and roll and I'll tell you where I'm coming from. You've done a lot of yelling pointed at my eardrum. I'll offer all of me that you can lay your eyes on. I'll get right back to you once I get my disguise on. Hearts on fire you'll learn End up with heartburn Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. I can't believe that you'd believe that I would fake it. Wait, 'less you count the things I said when we were naked. Run, run away from everything we'd ever hoped for. I can't believe that this is what people elope for. Throw your sticks and stones Throw your mobile phone Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. If you are leaving then I wish you luck I hope someone can make your heart warm I was a baby when I learnt to suck But you have raised it to an art form. Yes I'm out of line You're out of your mind Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind me up, my dear. Had it up to here. Wind it up. | |||||
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 | 3:43 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Men (2007) 
			Why'd you put your dress shoes on if you didn't come to dance? Frankly, I'd be on my own if I thought I'd stand a chance Why'd you take your glasses off if you don't intend to fight? Frankly, I'd be on my own if I thought I'd last the night No screaming or fighting, no scratching or biting We're just shaking hands goodnight Sullen and silent, emotionally violent I waited a while and nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why'd you put your backpack on if you won't just take a hike? Frankly, I'd be out the door if you hadn't sold my bike No fencing or sparring, no bruising or scarring And no 'au revoiring' yet No communication, just alienation I've tried to be patient but nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice? Say anything nice, a simple device That makes everything beautiful just ordinary Nice can come at a price, forever imbued with all this boredom Sacrifice can only suffice when something is beautiful After all the resentment, all the discontentment The flowers you sent meant nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? (Why say anything nice?...) You can say nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo Nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo You can say nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo Nothing at all | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Men (2007) 
			Why'd you put your dress shoes on if you didn't come to dance? Frankly, I'd be on my own if I thought I'd stand a chance Why'd you take your glasses off if you don't intend to fight? Frankly, I'd be on my own if I thought I'd last the night No screaming or fighting, no scratching or biting We're just shaking hands goodnight Sullen and silent, emotionally violent I waited a while and nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why'd you put your backpack on if you won't just take a hike? Frankly, I'd be out the door if you hadn't sold my bike No fencing or sparring, no bruising or scarring And no 'au revoiring' yet No communication, just alienation I've tried to be patient but nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice? Say anything nice, a simple device That makes everything beautiful just ordinary Nice can come at a price, forever imbued with all this boredom Sacrifice can only suffice when something is beautiful After all the resentment, all the discontentment The flowers you sent meant nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? (Why say anything nice?...) You can say nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo Nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo You can say nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo Nothing at all | |||||
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 | 3:44 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Stunt (1998) 
			Who Needs Sleep? Now I lay me down not to sleep I just get tangled in the sheets I swim in sweat three inches deep I just lay back and claim defeat Chapter read and lesson learned I turned the lights off while she burned So while she's three hundred degrees I throw the sheets off and I freeze Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) My hands are locked up tight in fists My mind is racing filled with lists of things to do and things I've done Another sleepless night's begun Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) There's so much joy in life, so many pleasures all around But the pleasure of insomnia is one I've never found With all life has to offer, There's so much to be enjoyed But the pleasures of insomnia are ones I can't avoid Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Hala Hala Hala... Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) | |||||
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 | 3:44 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Stunt (1998) 
			Words & Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson  Now I lay me down not to sleep I just get tangled in the sheets I swim in sweat three inches deep I just lay back and claim defeat Chapter read and lesson learned I turned the lights off while she burned So while she's three hundred degrees I throw the sheets off and I freeze Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) My hands are locked up tight in fists My mind is racing filled with lists of things to do and things I've done Another sleepless night's begun Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) There's so much joy in life, so many pleasures all around But the pleasure of insomnia is one I've never found With all life has to offer, There's so much to be enjoyed But the pleasures of insomnia are ones I can't avoid Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Hala Hala Hala... Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) | |||||
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 | 3:50 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Dallas, Tx 03/11/04 (2004) 
			Who Needs Sleep? Now I lay me down not to sleep I just get tangled in the sheets I swim in sweat three inches deep I just lay back and claim defeat Chapter read and lesson learned I turned the lights off while she burned So while she's three hundred degrees I throw the sheets off and I freeze Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) My hands are locked up tight in fists My mind is racing filled with lists of things to do and things I've done Another sleepless night's begun Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) There's so much joy in life, so many pleasures all around But the pleasure of insomnia is one I've never found With all life has to offer, There's so much to be enjoyed But the pleasures of insomnia are ones I can't avoid Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Hala Hala Hala... Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) | |||||
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 | 3:19 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Live From E Town: Barenaked Ladies (2007) | |||||
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 | 5:19 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Stunt (1998) 
			When You Dream  With life just begun, my sleeping new son has eyes that roll back in his head They flutter and dart, he slows down his heart and pictures a world past his bed It's hard to believe As I watch you breathe Your mind drifts and weaves When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? Do you dream about music or mathematics or planets too far for the eye? Do you dream about Jesus or quantum mechanics or angels who sing lullabies? His fontanelle pulses with lives that he's lived With memories he'll learn to ignore And when it is closed, he already knows he's forgotten all he knew before But when sleep sets in history begins But the future will win When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? Are they colour or black and white, Yiddish or English or languages not yet conceived? Are they silent or boisterous? Do you hear noises just loud enough to be perceived? Do you hear Del Shannon's "Runaway" playing on transistor radio waves? With so little experience, your mind not yet cognizant Are you wise beyond your few days? When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? | |||||
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 | 5:19 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Stunt (1998) 
			With life just begun, my sleeping new son has eyes that roll back in his head They flutter and dart, he slows down his heart and pictures a world past his bed It's hard to believe As I watch you breathe Your mind drifts and weaves When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? Do you dream about music or mathematics or planets too far for the eye? Do you dream about Jesus or quantum mechanics or angels who sing lullabies? His fontanelle pulses with lives that he's lived With memories he'll learn to ignore And when it is closed, he already knows he's forgotten all he knew before But when sleep sets in history begins But the future will win When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? Are they colour or black and white, Yiddish or English or languages not yet conceived? Are they silent or boisterous? Do you hear noises just loud enough to be perceived? Do you hear Del Shannon's "Runaway" playing on transistor radio waves? With so little experience, your mind not yet cognizant Are you wise beyond your few days? When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? | |||||
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 | 3:05 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - 심플 라이프 (The Simple Life: Camp Songs) (2007) | |||||
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 | 4:04 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Born On A Pirate Ship (1996) 
			When I Fall I look straight in the window, try not to look below Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees. Chorus: I wish I could fly From this building, from this wall And if I should try, would you catch me if I fall? My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings Can't look below me, or something might throw me Curse at the windstorms that October brings. I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive. I wish I could step from this scaffold onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer I look like a painter, behind all the grease But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece Chorus | |||||
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 | 4:23 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			I look straight in the window, try not to look below Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees. * I wish I could fly From this building, from this wall And if I should try, would you catch me if I fall? My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings Can't look below me, or something might throw me Curse at the windstorms that October brings. I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive. I wish I could step from this scaffold onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer I look like a painter, behind all the grease But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece *Repeat | |||||
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 | 4:25 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			I look straight in the window, try not to look below Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees. * I wish I could fly From this building, from this wall And if I should try, would you catch me if I fall? My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings Can't look below me, or something might throw me Curse at the windstorms that October brings. I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive. I wish I could step from this scaffold onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer I look like a painter, behind all the grease But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece *Repeat | |||||
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 | 2:32 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) 
			Last night I heard the wolves. Last night I heard the wolves. Last night I heard the wolves they were howling at the moon. Howling at the moon. Howling at the moon. What a wild tune they were howling at the moon. Last night I heard the breeze. Last night I heard the breeze. Last night I heard the breeze it was singing through the trees. Then I heard some frogs. Then I heard some frogs. Then I heard some frogs they were croaking on a log. There's music in the air. There's music in the air. There's music in the air and the air is everywhere. Last night I heard the wolves. Last night I heard the wolves. Last night I heard the wolves they were howling at the moon. Howling at the moon. | |||||
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 | - |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Men (2007) 
			Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remain polite I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Never has a stranger had a better taste of another town Just time for a cowboy breakfast, that's a leak and a look around Looks like the land of plenty, there will be plenty there to do That might've been funny at 20, but I just turned 32 Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Let down your guard Moving forward Finally four words What a let down What a let down Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remember to remain polite I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down What a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down What a let down | |||||
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 | 3:50 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Men (2007) 
			Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remain polite I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Never has a stranger had a better taste of another town Just time for a cowboy breakfast, that's a leak and a look around Looks like the land of plenty, there will be plenty there to do That might've been funny at 20, but I just turned 32 Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Let down your guard Moving forward Finally four words What a let down What a let down Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remember to remain polite I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down What a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down What a let down | |||||
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 | 3:55 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Gordon (1992) 
			When I was born, they looked at me and said, "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy." And when you were born, they looked at you and said, "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl." We've got these chains hanging around our necks People wanna strangle us with them before we take our first breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls, we just look away This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right... But be with me tonight I go to school, I write exams If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn? And if they do, they'll soon forget 'Cause it won't take much from me to show my life ain't over yet I wake up scared, I wake up strange I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change I wake up scared, I wake up strange And everything around me stays the same It's the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from, it's woven from, your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right... But be with me tonight I couldn't tell you that I was wrong Chickened out, grabbed a pen and a paper, sat down and I wrote this song I couldn't tell you that you were right So instead I looked in the mirror, I watched TV, laid awake all night We've got these chains hanging around our necks People wanna strangle us with them before we take our first breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls... This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from, it's woven from, it's woven from hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight And when I was born, they looked at me and said, "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy." When you were born, they looked at you and said, "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl." | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			When I was born they looked at me and said What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy And when you were born they looked at you and said What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl We've got these chains that hang around our necks People want to strangle us with them before we take our First breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls we just look away This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight I go to school, I write exams If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, does anyone give a damn? And if they do, they'll soon forget 'Cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet I wake up scared, I wake up strange I wake up wondering if anything in my life Is ever going to change I wake up scared, I wake up strange And everything around me stays the same I couldn't tell you that I was wrong Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song I couldn't tell you that you were right So instead i looked in the mirror watched tv laid awake all night When temptation calls... hey | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			When I was born they looked at me and said What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy And when you were born they looked at you and said What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl We've got these chains that hang around our necks People want to strangle us with them before we take our First breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls we just look away This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight I go to school, I write exams If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, does anyone give a damn? And if they do, they'll soon forget 'Cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet I wake up scared, I wake up strange I wake up wondering if anything in my life Is ever going to change I wake up scared, I wake up strange And everything around me stays the same I couldn't tell you that I was wrong Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song I couldn't tell you that you were right So instead i looked in the mirror watched tv laid awake all night When temptation calls... hey | |||||
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 | 5:32 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003) 
			She likes to sleep with the radio on So she can dream of her favorite song The one that no one has ever sung since she was small She'll never know that she made it up She had a soul and we ate it up Thrown away like a paper cup The music falls The only flaw in her detailed plan Is where she wins back the love of her man Everyone knows that he's never coming back He took her heart and she took his name He couldn't stand taking all the blame He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company In the dream I refuse to have She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath We're left to deal with the aftermath again On behalf of humanity I will fight for your sanity How profound such profanity can be Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Near where I live there's a viaduct Where people jump when they're out of luck Raining down on the cars and trucks below They've put a net there to catch their fall Like it'll stop anyone at all What they don't know is when nature calls, you go They say that Jesus and mental health Are just for those who can help themselves But what good is that when you live in hell on earth? From the very fear that makes you want to die Is just the same as what keeps you alive It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs My hands were tied and the phone was bugged Another died and the world just shrugged it off | |||||
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 | 7:43 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Glasgow, Uk 5/01/04 (2004) 
			She likes to sleep with the radio on So she can dream of her favorite song The one that no one has ever sung since she was small She'll never know that she made it up She had a soul and we ate it up Thrown away like a paper cup The music falls The only flaw in her detailed plan Is where she wins back the love of her man Everyone knows that he's never coming back He took her heart and she took his name He couldn't stand taking all the blame He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company In the dream I refuse to have She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath We're left to deal with the aftermath again On behalf of humanity I will fight for your sanity How profound such profanity can be Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Near where I live there's a viaduct Where people jump when they're out of luck Raining down on the cars and trucks below They've put a net there to catch their fall Like it'll stop anyone at all What they don't know is when nature calls, you go They say that Jesus and mental health Are just for those who can help themselves But what good is that when you live in hell on earth? From the very fear that makes you want to die Is just the same as what keeps you alive It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs My hands were tied and the phone was bugged Another died and the world just shrugged it off | |||||
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 | 7:29 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Dallas, Tx 03/11/04 (2004) 
			She likes to sleep with the radio on So she can dream of her favorite song The one that no one has ever sung since she was small She'll never know that she made it up She had a soul and we ate it up Thrown away like a paper cup The music falls The only flaw in her detailed plan Is where she wins back the love of her man Everyone knows that he's never coming back He took her heart and she took his name He couldn't stand taking all the blame He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company In the dream I refuse to have She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath We're left to deal with the aftermath again On behalf of humanity I will fight for your sanity How profound such profanity can be Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Near where I live there's a viaduct Where people jump when they're out of luck Raining down on the cars and trucks below They've put a net there to catch their fall Like it'll stop anyone at all What they don't know is when nature calls, you go They say that Jesus and mental health Are just for those who can help themselves But what good is that when you live in hell on earth? From the very fear that makes you want to die Is just the same as what keeps you alive It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs My hands were tied and the phone was bugged Another died and the world just shrugged it off | |||||
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 | 3:16 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Me (2006) 
			A rabbit and a top hat A handkerchief and ring With a wave of a wand He'll pull your heartstrings He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one vanishing Isn't that the necklace He found behind your ear? He's floating upside-down Below a chandelier Wishing he had the power To make you reappear He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one vanishing All the words of love He longs for you to hear He whispers them each night Into a lion's ear Under the stage lights At the Bellagio He has got your card But you had to fly home He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one You're the one You're the one You're the one vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing | |||||
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 | 3:14 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - All New Revue: Live At The Glenn Gould Studio (Live) (2006) 
			A rabbit and a top hat A handkerchief and ring With a wave of a wand He'll pull your heartstrings He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one vanishing Isn't that the necklace He found behind your ear? He's floating upside-down Below a chandelier Wishing he had the power To make you reappear He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one vanishing All the words of love He longs for you to hear He whispers them each night Into a lion's ear Under the stage lights At the Bellagio He has got your card But you had to fly home He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing He's a magician Hoping, wishing And you're the one You're the one You're the one You're the one vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing You are vanishing | |||||
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 | 3:14 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003) 
			I'm not surprised it's come to this Sooner or later there must be another's kiss Behind that kiss a promise of a life of bliss Yeah, great I won't be takin' the bait I'd rather drown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Imagine everything you've done Under a microscope on view for everyone And if the King of Circumspection's here He's come in vain I won't be sharing the blame I wear the crown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I make my mind up and I'll never be The kind of man who'd make a choice For if I hold my tongue I'll never lose my voice If each attempted act of sabotage destroys all hope I won't be needing a rope I'm gagged and bound And I will not turn my whole life upside down And if the genie were set free And by the laws of things like that, he's indebted to me I'd bury my three wishes deep down in the ground So I will not turn my whole life upside down Though I appreciate the aim Tell Andy Warhol's ghost that he can keep his fame I'd only use it to make everything the same again So don't applaud till the end I'm not around Cause I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I've made my mind up I won't make a sound And I will not turn my whole life upside down | |||||
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 | 9:12 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Glasgow, Uk 5/01/04 (2004) 
			I'm not surprised it's come to this Sooner or later there must be another's kiss Behind that kiss a promise of a life of bliss Yeah, great I won't be takin' the bait I'd rather drown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Imagine everything you've done Under a microscope on view for everyone And if the King of Circumspection's here He's come in vain I won't be sharing the blame I wear the crown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I make my mind up and I'll never be The kind of man who'd make a choice For if I hold my tongue I'll never lose my voice If each attempted act of sabotage destroys all hope I won't be needing a rope I'm gagged and bound And I will not turn my whole life upside down And if the genie were set free And by the laws of things like that, he's indebted to me I'd bury my three wishes deep down in the ground So I will not turn my whole life upside down Though I appreciate the aim Tell Andy Warhol's ghost that he can keep his fame I'd only use it to make everything the same again So don't applaud till the end I'm not around Cause I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I've made my mind up I won't make a sound | |||||
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 | 3:17 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Dallas, Tx 03/11/04 (2004) 
			I'm not surprised it's come to this Sooner or later there must be another's kiss Behind that kiss a promise of a life of bliss Yeah, great I won't be takin' the bait I'd rather drown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Imagine everything you've done Under a microscope on view for everyone And if the King of Circumspection's here He's come in vain I won't be sharing the blame I wear the crown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I make my mind up and I'll never be The kind of man who'd make a choice For if I hold my tongue I'll never lose my voice If each attempted act of sabotage destroys all hope I won't be needing a rope I'm gagged and bound And I will not turn my whole life upside down And if the genie were set free And by the laws of things like that, he's indebted to me I'd bury my three wishes deep down in the ground So I will not turn my whole life upside down Though I appreciate the aim Tell Andy Warhol's ghost that he can keep his fame I'd only use it to make everything the same again So don't applaud till the end I'm not around Cause I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I've made my mind up I won't make a sound | |||||
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 | 2:55 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) 
			I'm not surprised it's come to this Sooner or later there must be another's kiss Behind that kiss a promise of a life of bliss Yeah, great I won't be takin' the bait I'd rather drown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Imagine everything you've done Under a microscope on view for everyone And if the King of Circumspection's here He's come in vain I won't be sharing the blame I wear the crown And I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I make my mind up and I'll never be The kind of man who'd make a choice For if I hold my tongue I'll never lose my voice If each attempted act of sabotage destroys all hope I won't be needing a rope I'm gagged and bound And I will not turn my whole life upside down And if the genie were set free And by the laws of things like that, he's indebted to me I'd bury my three wishes deep down in the ground So I will not turn my whole life upside down Though I appreciate the aim Tell Andy Warhol's ghost that he can keep his fame I'd only use it to make everything the same again So don't applaud till the end I'm not around Cause I will not turn my whole life upside down Nothing's good enough for me To shake me from complacency I've made my mind up I won't make a sound | |||||
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 | 2:59 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003) 
			I left a tip, but it was never a donation I took a trip, but it was never a vacation I took a seat, but I refuse to a number And so defeated, I proceeded unencumbered REFRAIN: I'd say an ounce of prevention Is worth a pound of attention span I took her hand, but it was not in matrimony I told my side, but it was never testimony REFRAIN Spanning all the ages Turning all the pages The history of me is incomplete CHORUS: Everything is Un- Everything is Unfin- Everything is Unfinished I played along, but it was not for recreation I left my home, but it was not evacuation I made a pact that I would finish what I started I admit the fact I was distracted and outsmarted REFRAIN CHORUS x3 (3rd time over refrain's music) Everything is unfin- | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			"My dad's a bit of a nut and he's into his home movie taping. so, this is... you know it started with just a little palmcorder, and then he got the cranes... and, you know, so those are my brothers working the cranes. this is like.. its a family affair tonight. and the craz-" "you think this is crazy, you should have seen it when his wife gave birth." "-the craziest thing is, though-" "there were copters and everything over his house" "my dad goes through so much trouble to tape the whole show, and hes only going to show it to my uncle, and he dosnt even like the band. he's gonna 'oh, no! Watch, Elwyn! you gotta see this part, Elwyn. this was great.' here's a little song about my Uncle Elwyn." Ed's Uncle Elwyn Ed's Uncle Elwyn My Uncle Elwyn is tall My Elwyn is small My Elwyn plays a mean basketball He's about fourty-five, maybe fifty-five, sixty I'm not sure Once, he mixed me a drink I was about five years old It was Kool-aid and pop, I thought that was cold Cold meaning good Cold's supposed to be bad But I think that I oughta change some things, And change their meanings I've been here, I've been demeaning Once, twice, maybe three times I asked my Uncle Elwyn He's a mime He said Ed's Uncle Elwyn (Oo) Ed's Uncle Elwyn (Oh) That's E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn, sing it again E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn, sing it again E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn, sing it again E-L-W-Y-N That's Elwyn! That's my uncle. | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Shoe Box E.P (2000) 
			One, two.. I was surprised at how incredibly fast you were to come up and ask for a light I was amazed at just how matter of fact you were in taking me back for the night I only crave the sugar on the pill I hope that you will Trust me, trust me To let you down, You know that somebody got there first Trust me, trust me To let you down, My fingers crossed while my lips are pursed Trust me, I don't know where I'm going, you can drop me there Don't understand how the roles are reversed and now it's me that's freaked out by the chase The holy trinity are there in your purse: a condom, Obsession, and mace It's easier if I'm on my way So anyway you'll.. Trust me, trust me to let you down, You know that somebody got there first Trust me, trust me to let you down, My fingers crossed while my lips are pursed Trust me, I don't know where I'm going, you can drop me there I want you, you want me I want you not to want me I need you to need me To leave me Needing you to leave Trust me, trust me to let you down, You know that somebody got there first Trust me, trust me to let you down, My fingers crossed while my lips are pursed Trust me, I don't know where I'm going, you can drop me there Trust me, Trust me to let you down Trust me to let you down Trust me to let you down | |||||
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 | 3:24 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Maroon (2000) 
			You say "why does everything revolve around you?"  You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Too Little Too Late (2001) 
			Too Little Too Late -Barenaked Ladie(베어네이키드 레이디스) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 3:36 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Glasgow, Uk 5/01/04 (2004) 
			Too Little Too Late -Barenaked Ladie(베어네이키드 레이디스) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 3:29 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Dallas, Tx 03/11/04 (2004) 
			Too Little Too Late -Barenaked Ladie(베어네이키드 레이디스) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 3:59 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 5:23 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Ships & Dip: Follie's Lounge 01-16-2007 (Live) (2007) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 4:19 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. UK Tour - London 03-30-2007 (Live) (2007) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 3:54 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. UK Tour - Glasgow 04-08-2007 (Live) (2007) You say "why does everything revolve around you?" You say, "why does everything I do confound you?" You say that I pulled the world from under you, You can't go through it this time I could be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is too little too late? One day, This embarassment will fade behind me And that day I could think of things that won't remind me But these days it's unbearable for both of us, We can't dicuss it this way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own weight But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late Just wait I could be good and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time This time isn't Hell Last time, couldn't tell This mind wasn't well Next time, hope I'm... Going to be good, and I would- If I knew I was understood And it'll be great, just wait- Or is it too little too late? | |||||
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 | 8:52 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Maroon (2000) 
			Driving home to be with you The highway's dividing, the city's in view As usual, I'm almost on time You're the last thing that's on my mind I wish I could tell you the way that I feel But tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel No commotion, no screaming brakes Most of it's over before I awake From the ceiling, my coffee cup drips While out my window, the horizon does flips The worst part was hitting the ground - Not the feeling so much as the sound Can't help but wonder if all this is real Cause tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel Rubberneck traffic and passersby And Slow Motion Walter the fire engine guy Stand around with their mouths open wide I heard some idiot ask if someone's inside With the Jaws of Life they tried and they tried Nobody here can know how I feel Cause tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel I guess it's over now Cause I've never seen so much Never seen so much, never seen so much Never seen so much, never seen so much I guess it's over now Cause I've never seen so much Never seen so much, never seen so much Never seen so much, never seen so much So much blood In all the confusion, there's something serene I'm just a posthumous part of the scene Now I'm floating above looking in As the radio blares and wheels spin I can see my face slump with a grin And you...you're the last thing on my mind You're the last thing on my mind You're the last thing on my mind You're the last thing on my mind | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Stunt (1998) 
			I never jumpted in and rescued you, but I wanted to I didn't tell you which way to go, 'cause I thought you'd know You had a problem with your new found wealth, you brought it on yourself I never told you I told you so, but I told you so Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will I never told you I agreed with you I don't think I do I wasn't sure quite what the whole thing meant, but I'm glad you went I never thought that it could be painless, but it is I guess I had myself fooled into needing you, did I fool you too? Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will A viral infection that can incubate for years Caused by affection fallen deep into arrears No medication to procure Makes me pure, there's no cure, I am sure I never mentioned how I've prayed for you, and now I've paid for you I never said that I would wait for you, it's too late for you Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Stunt (1998) 
			Told You So  I never jumpted in and rescued you, but I wanted to I didn't tell you which way to go, 'cause I thought you'd know You had a problem with your new found wealth, you brought it on yourself I never told you I told you so, but I told you so Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will I never told you I agreed with you I don't think I do I wasn't sure quite what the whole thing meant, but I'm glad you went I never thought that it could be painless, but it is I guess I had myself fooled into needing you, did I fool you too? Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will A viral infection that can incubate for years Caused by affection fallen deep into arrears No medication to procure Makes me pure, there's no cure, I am sure I never mentioned how I've prayed for you, and now I've paid for you I never said that I would wait for you, it's too late for you Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Born On A Pirate Ship (1996) 
			This Is Where It Ends I don't buy everything I read, I haven't even read everything I've bought. I don't cry every time I bleed, My eyes are dry, but they're bloodshot. I have faith in medication I believe in the Prozac Nation You play doctor, but I've lost patience Chorus: But this is where it ends This is where it ends Call the police and call the press But please, dear God, don't tell my friends This is where it ends This is where it ends Where's my pride? Where's my self-esteem? Does it show in the drinks I've bought? I don't hide every time I'm seen, but I try not to get caught. Make excuses for behaviour Can my illness be my saviour? Hid my heart while you still gave yours Chorus She says she wants to live in a movie I say I want someone else to stand behind me And write it all down 'cause I can't be bothered doing it myself. And I don't want the responsibility of proving it's importance. I have loved and I have waited Been picked up and been sedated mental health is overrated Chorus | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) 
			There are things that make me mad, You are not one of them. There are things that make me sad, You are not one of them. There are things that make me Dad, You seem to be all of them. | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994) A friend brought me flowers, she said they were lilacs, But I've never been good with plants Her next presentation, a new dictionary She circled the word "romance" So enthusiastic, a little bit drastic, I shaved her name in my head As she beheld it, she said I misspelled it; Need more be said? (chorus) These apples are delicious! "As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are (chorus) I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? (chorus) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			These apples are delicious! "As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			These apples are delicious! "As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) A friend brought me flowers, she said they were lilacs, But I've never been good with plants Her next presentation, a new dictionary She circled the word "romance" So enthusiastic, a little bit drastic, I shaved her name in my head As she beheld it, she said I misspelled it; Need more be said? (chorus) These apples are delicious! "As a matter of fact they are," she said Can all this fruit be free? She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book I've never been big on mail I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethbridge, And wondered if it still went by rail I've never been frightened of being enlightened But some things can go too far Though sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar, You get what my meanings are (chorus) I'm not trying to sing a love song -- I'm trying to sing in tune I know I am sometimes headstrong Falling in love, catching fire -- I want to be consumed Wondering will I ever tire, will I ever tire? (chorus) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Maybe You Should Drive (1994) 
			Who's lonely now? Which one of us is suffering? Who's in his cups? Which one of us recovering? Who likes to look at pictures and cries, but way too late? Who doesn't want to change a thing, accepting it was fate? * The wrong man was convicted You know I did the deed I thought that you would wait for me Your wants I needn't heed The wrong man lies beside you And waits for you to wake And all because I lacked conviction, The judgment's my mistake Who's breathless now? Who only hyperventilates? Who'd die for you! Who's dying inside anyway? Which one of us is sunshine and which one's growing dim? while two men dream of you at night, do you just dream of him? *Repeat Who's lonely now? Who's reaching out to no one? Who's lonely now? it takes one to know one I changed my mind; you said that I could change it back I wanted space, and now change has fallen through the cracks if I'm again beside your body, don't tell me where it's been it's cruel, unusual punishment to kiss fingerprinted skin *Repeat it's my mistake | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - 심플 라이프 (The Simple Life: Camp Songs) (2007) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Born On A Pirate Ship (1996) 
			The Old Apartment  (Page/Robertson) Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? these things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two stairs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? why did they change the locks? Why did I have to break it? I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbor downstairs? How is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me and her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableaux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			The Old Apartment Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			The Old Apartment Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Glasgow, Uk 5/01/04 (2004) 
			The Old Apartment  (Page/Robertson) Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? these things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two stairs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? why did they change the locks? Why did I have to break it? I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbor downstairs? How is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me and her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableaux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Dallas, Tx 03/11/04 (2004) 
			The Old Apartment  (Page/Robertson) Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? these things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two stairs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? why did they change the locks? Why did I have to break it? I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbor downstairs? How is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me and her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableaux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) The Old Apartment Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Ships & Dip: Follie's Lounge 01-16-2007 (Live) (2007) The Old Apartment Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. UK Tour - London 03-30-2007 (Live) (2007) The Old Apartment Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. UK Tour - Glasgow 04-08-2007 (Live) (2007) The Old Apartment Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole i punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, i want them back! Broke into the old apartment Forty-two starirs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change to locks? Why did i have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstaris? ow is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me a her body keeps me warm I'm happy there But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableux I want them back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) 
			I woke up this morning and everything was different Something was strange in the air I woke up this morning and everything was different I knew that the ninjas had been there I looked all around my bedroom, underneath the dresser Behind the bed, but nothing could be found There was nothing left behind them, nowhere that I could find them No fingerprints or crumbs on the ground The ninjas are deadly and silent They're also unspeakably violent They speak Japanese, they do whatever they please And sometimes they vacation in Ireland The ninjas are deadly and silent They're also unspeakably violent They speak Japanese, they do whatever they please And if you tear off their masks they'll be smiling | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Men (2007) 
			Everybody knows that happy is the new sad  So I am gonna go and imitate my old dad And never crack a smile again. Everybody knows that as we all get older The will is first to go and so upon my shoulder The bluebird shall not sing again. Everybody knows that as our hair gets greyer We strike a bended pose and say a little prayer To never feel this way again. Everybody knows it's never getting better Everything must go and you will have to let her And never see her face again. Everybody's youth is only what they make it Longer in the tooth, so why do people fake it? We'll never get it back again. I know it hurts Noone wants to die. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Men (2007) 
			Everybody knows that happy is the new sad  So I am gonna go and imitate my old dad And never crack a smile again. Everybody knows that as we all get older The will is first to go and so upon my shoulder The bluebird shall not sing again. Everybody knows that as our hair gets greyer We strike a bended pose and say a little prayer To never feel this way again. Everybody knows it's never getting better Everything must go and you will have to let her And never see her face again. Everybody's youth is only what they make it Longer in the tooth, so why do people fake it? We'll never get it back again. I know it hurts Noone wants to die. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Gordon (1992) 
			You know he's not the kind of man who likes to see the world around him Crumble to a ball around his feet So he's always ready, he's always set, he's always well-prepared He's the most peculiar man you'd care to meet You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones who lives next door He's not the king of Bedside Manor He hardly even lives there anymore He says "excuse me I hope you don't mind that I followed you into this shop But I couldn't help but notice that riding crop Sticking out of your haversack Well I wouldn't mind riding you bareback" He's subtle on the dancefloor and he's suave around the bar He's a quick draw with a lighter, he's a pseudo movie star You know he was quite a singer, quite an actor quite some time ago He had quite a famous program, late night bedtime TV show You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones who lives next door He's not the king of Bedside Manor He hardly even lives there anymore Well, he opens up the curtains at the crack of dawn Just to see the lovely ladies who have come and gone From the house next door to his house on the lane He consoles himself that he's got his health and he knows he can't complain You know he's not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones who lives next door He's not the king of Bedside Manor He hardly even lives there anymore He's not the king of bedside manor He's not the king of bedside manor Hardly even lives there any more Styx! Domo arigato Mr. Roboto He's not the king, he's not the king, he's not the king Of bedside manor | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Maroon (2000) 
			When you walked in, I said with a grin That we were just talking about you We all had to lie because you would cry If you knew we were laughing at you In the momentary lull before the band begins to play There's an overwhelming stench of alibi Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation I said on the phone "don't wait til I'm home" But I'm sure I could hear you crying I said where I was, but you doubt it because It's the caller I.D. you're buying In the hour that it took for me to drive up to the door You'd arranged all my belongings on the lawn Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation Have you heard the one about the boy Who moved into the henhouse to sleep? He woke up with egg on his face When he found out all the hens had crossed the street Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation As I walked out, I thought about all I had left behind me I felt a chill because I was still Wearing the emperor's new clothes My mind was racing with each chance that I had missed While your next door neighbour soaked be with the house I've never felt so small, I've never been so dissed As I shiver, dripping, while the chorus goes: Come on now, now Come on now, now Enjoy the humour of the situation | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Gordon (1992) 
			The phone rings, it's early, it's seven o'clock He says "sorry I woke you but I just had to talk You know last night, remember when I tried to choke you I didn't mean it, I was drunk, it was only a joke" You should know that by now When the checkered flag comes down No one, no one, no one has won the race The next night he's over and over and under And after he's finished, she lies there and wonders Just why does she need him, and why does she stay here And then in the darkness she'll quietly say "Dear You've never really known That when the white flag is flown No one, no one, no one has won the war" They're complicated people leading complicated lives And he complicates their problems by telling complicated lies He tells her he's sorry, she tells him it's over He tells her he's sorry, she says over and over "You've never really known That when the white flag is flown No one, no one, no one has, won the war" There goes a forest and there goes a bluebird There goes a partridge and there goes a Go train There goes an angel and there goes a steeple There goes a cop car and there goes an eagle There goes a raven and there go the ribbons There goes a raven and there go... The ribbons, the ribbons, the ribbons The ribbons of the flag | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Snacktime (2008) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Everything Acoustic Ep (2003) 
			Maybe it would be fun To get a new opinion Get a little work done And forget Maybe it would be cool If I rocked it old school Try to break a gold rule And a sweat Better than the first time Better than the worst time If I could just reverse time I'd be set (CHORUS:) Testing 1,2,3 Can anybody hear me? If I shed the irony Would anybody cheer me? If I acted less like me Would I be in the clear? She got a new apartment It's out on the escarpment And in her glove compartment Are my songs She hasn't even heard them Since she found out what the words meant She decided she preferred them All wrong Kind of like the last time With a bunch of really fast times If we're living in the past time Soon gone (CHORUS) We recognize the present Is half as pleasant As our nostalgia for The past'll be presented Recast and reinvented Until it's how we meant it (CHORUS) He's everything that you need You wiped out on your ten speed And either he will succeed Or just suck (CHORUS) Begin the... (CHORUS) Would I be in the clear, G? Testing 1,2,3 Testing 1,2,3 | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003) 
			Maybe it would be fun To get a new opinion Get a little work done And forget Maybe it would be cool If I rocked it old school Try to break a gold rule And a sweat Better than the first time Better than the worst time If I could just reverse time I'd be set CHORUS: Testing 1,2,3 Can anybody hear me? If I shed the irony Would anybody cheer me? If I acted less like me Would I be in the clear? She got a new apartment It's out on the escarpment And in her glove compartment Are my songs She hasn't even heard them Since she found out what the words meant She decided she preferred them All wrong Kind of like the last time With a bunch of really fast times If we're living in the past time Soon gone CHORUS We recognize the present Is half as pleasant As our nostalgia for The past'll be presented Recast and reinvented Until it's how we meant it CHORUS He's everything that you need You wiped out on your ten speed And either he will succeed Or just suck CHORUS Begin the... CHORUS Would I be in the clear, G? Testing 1,2,3 Testing 1,2,3 | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Stop Us If You`ve Heard This One Before! (2012) | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Everything To Everyone (2003) 
			Oh, I - I watch it all go down Closed eyes - pretend noone's around So I - I chose to play the clown Or blow by and never make a sound CHORUS: Any other guy would wanna take it outside But I'd never even try - who wants to get their lights knocked out? Any other guy would wanna stir it up some, But I'd rather say goodbye Turn 'round - say it to my face No sound - Everything's a race Lose ground - lost in your embrace Leave town - never leave a trace CHORUS Hardly know what anything's for Just for show, I'm slamming the door Even so, my heart and my head are an open book CHORUS x2 I'd rather say goodbye | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Me (2006) 
			It's hard enough to notice Harder still to react Just a stone's throw from the center of our attention We all fade to black Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back It's hard enough to stomach But try to look away Is this a news report or a trailer for a motion picture? It all fades to gray Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back Long lines and warning signs Think of all the lives saved by plastic knives It's naive, but make believe We will never lose if we remove our shoes It's hard to keep your mouth shut Harder still to make noise But we can't have the perfect 20/20 hindsight That our fate enjoys Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back I will take it back | |||||
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 | 3:59 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - All New Revue: Live At The Glenn Gould Studio (Live) (2006) 
			It's hard enough to notice Harder still to react Just a stone's throw from the center of our attention We all fade to black Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back It's hard enough to stomach But try to look away Is this a news report or a trailer for a motion picture? It all fades to gray Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back Long lines and warning signs Think of all the lives saved by plastic knives It's naive, but make believe We will never lose if we remove our shoes It's hard to keep your mouth shut Harder still to make noise But we can't have the perfect 20/20 hindsight That our fate enjoys Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back I will take it back | |||||
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 | 4:48 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) 
			It's hard enough to notice Harder still to react Just a stone's throw from the center of our attention We all fade to black Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back It's hard enough to stomach But try to look away Is this a news report or a trailer for a motion picture? It all fades to gray Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back Long lines and warning signs Think of all the lives saved by plastic knives It's naive, but make believe We will never lose if we remove our shoes It's hard to keep your mouth shut Harder still to make noise But we can't have the perfect 20/20 hindsight That our fate enjoys Save me from a villainous imagination Deliver me from my friends If I said something to make you mad I will take it back I will take it back | |||||
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| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) | |||||
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 | 3:24 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Born On A Pirate Ship (1996) 
			Straw Hat and Old Dirty Hank I tend the wheat field that makes your bread. I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed. Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth Chorus: I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day. Don't mean to alarm her, But I know it was meant to be this way. You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pedestal so high if you should waiver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away. You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques. Chorus All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back, You could have said "Thank you" I guess you've got better things, better things to do. You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends want living proof. I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells. I'm the farmer I work in the fields all day Never wanted to harm her But I know it was meant to be this way. | |||||
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 | 3:33 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			I'm the farmer I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pesestal so high If you should waver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back You could have said "thank you" I guess you've got better things, Better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends need living proof I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells Never wanted to harm her I know it was meant to be this way | |||||
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 | 3:35 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Rock Spectacle [live] (1996) 
			I'm the farmer I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pesestal so high If you should waver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back You could have said "thank you" I guess you've got better things, Better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends need living proof I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells Never wanted to harm her I know it was meant to be this way | |||||
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 | 3:59 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Everywhere For Everyone Glasgow, Uk 5/01/04 (2004) 
			Straw Hat and Old Dirty Hank I tend the wheat field that makes your bread. I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed. Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth Chorus: I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day. Don't mean to alarm her, But I know it was meant to be this way. You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pedestal so high if you should waiver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away. You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques. Chorus All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back, You could have said "Thank you" I guess you've got better things, better things to do. You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends want living proof. I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells. I'm the farmer I work in the fields all day Never wanted to harm her But I know it was meant to be this way. | |||||
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 | 3:37 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) 
			I tend the wheat field that makes your bread I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth [Chorus] I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pedestal so high If you should waiver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write ""love"" each time you sign your cheques [Chorus] All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back, You could have said ""thank you"" I guess you've got better things, Better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends want living proof I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells I'm the farmer I work in the fields all day Never wanted to harm her But I know it was meant to be this way | |||||
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 | 2:29 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Born On A Pirate Ship (1996) 
			Stomach vs. Heart In through my veins, without brains, I involuntarily take what I need, then I bleed and it comes right back to me. But guts only eat and sometimes they repeat on you. Keeping you on your toes or crouched above the loo. That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart. That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart. Blood turns from blue into red 'cause of oxygen that it's fed and I turn back to blue, 'cause I'm losing you, but tummy just growls not real words, mostly vowels and I always forget sometimes Y Gratification can cause constipation if organs are left to die. That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart. That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart. I gained all this weight out of love, not hate I've got so much love to give (give me a break!) I'd love to sleep in late, but that dessert looks great. Was it something I said or was it some I ate? Heart beats in sync, beat in time, beat in bodies likes hers and mine, But I fed only one, and look what it's done; I've run out of blood and I'm chewing my cud and my gastrointestinal festival's best of all The cardiovascular questions they ask you are Less than the answers they give you like cancer and That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart. That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart. | |||||
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 | 4:04 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Born On A Pirate Ship (1996) 
			There's a spider in my room There's a spider in my room Then a voice above my head Said if that spider were made dead I'd better grow some fins 'cause It would make it easier to swim I don't like spiders and snakes The way they crawl, the way they shake If a spider gets killed how does that make it rain? How could I be the one to blame? A whisper drizzled down from the ice in its eyes It said, "Try pickin' on your own damn size," But the Hoover was quick, termination complete In its bedroom home not a chance to eat In the corner beside my bed Very busy spinning thread Eight legs and a little head I hear the thunder from outside And the water's gettin' high I don't like moths and bugs They buzz, they get in the rugs But where does a guy find some room In this life raft home, a little rubber tomb There's a spider in my room There's a spider in my room In the corner beside my bed Very busy spinning thread Eight legs and a little head There's a spider in my room There's a spider in my room Spider Spider There's a spider in my Spider in my Spider in my | |||||
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 | 3:19 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - Barenaked Ladies Are Me (2006) 
			The moon is full But there is an incompleteness The days are beautiful But I feel a bitter sweetness If I had a wish, or even a choice, I'd wake up to the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice I let you down And fell right off your good list I hope each day you'll find peace And forgiveness The alarm clock rings What a lonely noise And I long for the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice Take it from me: there's not much to see In this void The saying goes There will be other dances This little song is about Second chances Just say the word And I will rejoice And wake up to the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up To the sound To the sound To the sound To the sound Waking up to the sound of your voice Take it from me: there's not much to see In this void | |||||
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 | 3:09 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - All New Revue: Live At The Glenn Gould Studio (Live) (2006) 
			The moon is full But there is an incompleteness The days are beautiful But I feel a bitter sweetness If I had a wish, or even a choice, I'd wake up to the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice I let you down And fell right off your good list I hope each day you'll find peace And forgiveness The alarm clock rings What a lonely noise And I long for the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice Take it from me: there's not much to see In this void The saying goes There will be other dances This little song is about Second chances Just say the word And I will rejoice And wake up to the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up To the sound To the sound To the sound To the sound Waking up to the sound of your voice Take it from me: there's not much to see In this void | |||||
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 | 3:30 |   | ||
| from Barenaked Ladies - B.L.A.M. US Tour - Manchester, NH 10-23-2006 (Live) (2007) 
			The moon is full But there is an incompleteness The days are beautiful But I feel a bitter sweetness If I had a wish, or even a choice, I'd wake up to the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice I let you down And fell right off your good list I hope each day you'll find peace And forgiveness The alarm clock rings What a lonely noise And I long for the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice Take it from me: there's not much to see In this void The saying goes There will be other dances This little song is about Second chances Just say the word And I will rejoice And wake up to the sound of your voice Oh, how I miss waking up To the sound To the sound To the sound To the sound Waking up to the sound of your voice Take it from me: there's not much to see In this void | |||||


 
							

