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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Crush me down
An aluminum can Poke me with a fork and half baked yam Toss me in the frying pan I would never bite the hand If I could be sure the hand that feeds me Feeding frenzy on prescription words Swallowing the silence that returns Falling in footsteps petrified by time Under madness are familiar faces And you are just a semblance of before Following the dust and calling it more These are the seeds That beseech the leaves for cover Hiking canyons where people have fallen These are places where some learn to fly Breaking escaping molds that are growing Stepping over cutting off the ties |
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from The Ditty Bops - Angel With An Attitude/Fall Awake (2006)
Contrary to popular opinion
The very best things in life are for free Through a practice that I call donation I get the things I want quite easily I got a chip on my shoulder And a halo on my head I'm an angel with an attitude And my favorite color's red I got god on my side Who's that? Hell, I don't know But I practice my religion While I'm stepping on your toes Goodness knows I gave more than I took Goodness knows I ain't no saint I ain't no crook Looking hard, yeah you busy bee For a simple word you charge a simple fee It's a little too late for too little But it's never too late for a lot It's a little too late for too little But it's never too late to take 'em for what they got Feed the world a giant crust of bread Bake a cake and give it to 'em when they're dead Well I'll take that cake and I will eat it too I'll get more than I need so I can share the rest with you |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Contrary to popular opinion
The very best things in life are for free Through a practice that I call donation I get the things I want quite easily I got a chip on my shoulder And a halo on my head I'm an angel with an attitude And my favorite color's red I got god on my side Who's that? Hell, I don't know But I practice my religion While I'm stepping on your toes Goodness knows I gave more than I took Goodness knows I ain't no saint I ain't no crook Looking hard, yeah you busy bee For a simple word you charge a simple fee It's a little too late for too little But it's never too late for a lot It's a little too late for too little But it's never too late to take 'em for what they got Feed the world a giant crust of bread Bake a cake and give it to 'em when they're dead Well I'll take that cake and I will eat it too I'll get more than I need so I can share the rest with you |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Breeze of the black night blows
Orange light on the white porch glows Dried up mucus in my nose That's how come I know Falling leaves hit the ground Silent still without much sound Rustle rustle crackle pound Pound pound pounding Distant TV noise it's drowning Heart beat softly in my head Persistent thoughts make my cool cheeks red Sleepy eyes half awake In the morning shovel rake In the evening hearts will ache Still I'm sleepy Heart it aches |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Bye, bye, love
Bye, bye, happiness Hello loneliness I feel like I could cry Bye, bye, my love, goodbye There goes my baby with someone new She sure looks happy, I sure feel blue She was my baby till he stepped in Goodbye to romance that might've been Bye, bye, love Bye, bye, happiness Hello loneliness I feel like I could cry Bye, bye, my love, goodbye I'm through with romance, I'm through with love I'm through with counting the stars And here's the reason that I'm so free My lovin' baby is through with me Bye, bye, love Bye, bye, happiness Hello loneliness I feel like I could cry Bye, bye, my love, goodbye |
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from The Ditty Bops - Angel With An Attitude/Fall Awake (2006)
Critical eyes are gazing
Fat cows are grazing My eyes are glazing How can you see straight with all the lies I'm too young You think you're old Why don't you just hold me cold I don't like it when you talk about yourself like that It changes the way that I feel There'll be no bad dreams When you're lying next to me I don't care about the rules We only answer to ourselves Answer to ourselves Why does my sleep tell me of lies Waking life full of rotten surprise Why do all the strangers care Who knows who is there If you are here and I am where? Trapped in the cell of your own brain Blood is scarcely moving through your shriveled veins Don't let yourself pass you by It can happen in the blink of an eye There'll be no bad dreams When you're lying next to me I don't care about the rules We only answer to ourselves Until we fall awake I feel old now you seem young I spent too much time out in the sun I got a wrinkle to show for every day Give 'em back to me again I'll spend them the same |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Critical eyes are gazing
Fat cows are grazing My eyes are glazing How can you see straight with all the lies I'm too young You think you're old Why don't you just hold me cold I don't like it when you talk about yourself like that It changes the way that I feel There'll be no bad dreams When you're lying next to me I don't care about the rules We only answer to ourselves Answer to ourselves Why does my sleep tell me of lies Waking life full of rotten surprise Why do all the strangers care Who knows who is there If you are here and I am where? Trapped in the cell of your own brain Blood is scarcely moving through your shriveled veins Don't let yourself pass you by It can happen in the blink of an eye There'll be no bad dreams When you're lying next to me I don't care about the rules We only answer to ourselves Until we fall awake I feel old now you seem young I spent too much time out in the sun I got a wrinkle to show for every day Give 'em back to me again I'll spend them the same |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Hey there little man
Get out of my fryin' pan I got bigger fish to fry than you It's high time you listen to me I choose my battles carefully So get out of here son Let me show you the door You'll be in trouble then If by the time I count to four One two three four You been messin' with my mind To waste my time is most unkind I got better things to do Than to play these pointless games with you Get down off that horse Before I knock you off Put away your big guns You're acting out of fear But I'm not scared of you On the way out watch your rear One two three four Hey there little man Get out of my fryin' pan I got bigger fish to fry than you You been talkin' off my ear This is the end but you're still here Out of here son Let me show you the door You'll be in trouble then If by the time I count to four One two three four |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Be swift make noise
No nonsense makes no sense at all Forget what you don't know You said it I heard it I even listened I finally learned Sharing and taking turns Now it's our chance, we'll feel complete I'll ask you to dance and if you'll agree It's me and you That makes two with four left feet Floating on tip toes no tulips beneath us Just a cactus or two I can't feel a thing Like a puzzle with pieces that don't fit together We used glue And the picture dried clear Now it's our chance we'll feel complete I'll ask you to dance and if you'll agree It's me and you That makes two with four left feet Sell ourselves tall even though we look small And dance with our four left feet |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Clock in you're at work but you're not working so hard
Checking messages ten times a day ensuring you're not bored Talking on someone else's dime Put a quarter in the pay phone don't keep them waiting on the line Rushing through time just to find myself Asking someone in the future if they'd save me a space Cause the line's getting longer with every hour People forget why they're waiting The mood's turning sour I don't want to go to school tomorrow Stay up late watching TV Eat a midnight snack I'll pretend it's Friday Complacent as I'll ever be See those gentle sheep following a path to who knows where Chewing on the grass so plentiful the wool is growing thicker But the grass is made of plastic and there's plastic on the grass A mechanical lady with her garden hose waters the cement Where's my mystical pan who plays on his flute? Dancing entrancing those who choose to hear his tune There'll be a man who comes out of hiding He'll be the one who forces you to decide Why can't I just believe just believe? I can move my feet Pondering is a step beyond wondering Complacent as I'll ever be |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Takin' it fast takin it slow
Don't take it at all just get up and go Come on let's go Tired of sittin' around the house Stand right up Move on out Let's go Let's go already let's go You won't need this You won't need Don't need your purse Just leave your hat Stop stallin' dear We're travelin' far If you wanna look back There's a mirror in the car There's no need to procrastinate Hesitation only makes you late Come on let's go What are we realling rushing for Don't ask me that get out the door Let's go Let's go oh baby let's go Do whatever it will take to get up And get out of here You could rot sitting forever Waiting for the coast to clear Who needs plan A when you got plan B And if that don't work then you got plan C Let's take the road but not on track Prettiest trails are off the patch Let's go |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Can't escape a past
That wasn't ever lived All beginnings ended Come back to start again And the people seem to falter As they watch you fall asunder Eyes are open and filled with wonder I'm growing upside down Wisdom doesn't follow Just because you've aged Add a pinch of cinnamon It will make you sage There will be an hour When we'll meet again Maybe I won't recognize You in different skin I can hear you whispering Beneath the din it reels me in Just as the summer melts winter ice Temptations come to tempt you twice You spent too many of you're younger days Wishing you weren't virgin to her ways |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Cat in the upstairs window
Staring down at me Life seems to have a purpose When you're wandering aimlessly In the meantime What am I missing I'm missing out In the meantime I will be living There is no meantime There is only now Is there something I'm supposed to be doing If there is I just don't know Tell me so that I can disobey The rules were meant to bend and change If we're not so tight We won't break when we fall Waiting around all day They didn't make the play Don't get mad you'll only get madder It's hard to get even when things don't matter Stop the tape playing Mundane chatter and leave In between the place you thought You'd be and where you are Check my pulse if I'm living Fine time to be alive Feel the breeze, touch the water I'll feel better There's no way I'd rather pass the time Wandering aimlessly |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
The hammock that's swinging
Is bringing the good life perspective Sipping canned air in the shade of an apartment that's built to break Did you forget The moment you left Feeling as wise as a sage Throwing your ward across the page Lucky, so lucky to be here To get there, remember where you come from, you're going to And it figures to me It's a shame I don't like it Sum up the parts Counted so high Ten fingers down to ten toes That's about as high as it goes Teachers that teach incomplete Sentences running on and on and on and on Didn't they teach you a thing |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Moon over the freeway catch us as we ride
We just left the city, left it far behind Silhouettes of palm trees, airplanes cross the moon Living in the moment of the girl who left too soon It's warm, my favorite song comes on Let's roll the windows down and drive It feels like summer is a comin' round the corner Here she comes Brings us shells that listen to what we have to say Blows us summer kisses as she turns and walks away There she goes, there she goes Drive right on, the night is young We could drive on and on forever as the hours slip on by They slip like perfect fitting sweaters Over shoulders cold from shortened days and wintry nights Left me in September, I thought that she was gone Invited her to come again, so she could tag along Barefoot on the pavement Warm against our feet Houses filled with music As we drift through lonely streets |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Listen to the sound bites of your neighbors
Through the paper thin walls Making variations on their stories Told with southern drawls Look into the dustbin Pick through rubbish Finding clues to bare Ponder their discussion Noshed oh muffins Torn up papers spared If you value your own skin Stop yourself from listening in Lovelorn letters Tarred and feathered We are on display Private lives Have all been scattered Mysteries gone away Following traces for disgraces You have crossed the line Walking in shadows searching Secret places it's a sign You've got ears but so have I Listen close as you walk by Sticking your ears Into affairs of others has a price The stakes are higher than you think It's time to roll the dice Won't be so lucky this time around You'll disappear not a trace to be found |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Pale yellow scratching at my ear,
Pale yellow touching to my rear Forever tangled, forever mustard, Forever my first word's beer, Forever yellow, wonder if I'll muster Anything other than fear Pale yellow, wanting something clear, Pale yellow, daunting task cannot be that near Forever leering, forever dashing, Forever looking to peers, Forever hollow, that's worse than yellow, Piss is the color of tears, This is the color of tears Running scared, Running scared Pale yellow holding on, Brace myself to stand, Tell myself it is okay, Taking my own hand Forever peering into the water, Returning back to the sea, Under the sea foam, Where I have come from, Breathing freely Forever yellow, forever yellow |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
I am treading on cow pile mountains
Before you answer my call Lounging at breakfast a recoiled monster With tied mouth somehow telling all Before it breaks before you've listened Short stacks are sitting high Lips are dry maybe you're guessing why Don't mean to make you sick It just works out that way You say it's walnut bread We know it's what I say Friends do tell me it's best to say little The less you put out the less that's gone But sitting here lazing the smaller I feel 'Cause I expand when I let on My love for you is not like friendship Can you tell from my brave toned words This timid girl likes very much your hand |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
If I could shimmy like my sister Kate
Shake it like a bowl of jelly on a plate My momma wanted to know last night How sister Kate could do it oh so nice Now all the boys in the neighborhood Knew Katie could shimmy and it's mighty good Well I may be late but I'll be up to date When I can shimmy like my sister Kate Oh, yeah shimmy like my sister Kate If I could shimmy like my sister Kate I'd never stay home stay out too late I get my stuff about as high as a kite You know I do it for you every night Now all the boys in the neighborhood Knew Katie could shimmy and it's mighty good Well I may be late but I'll be up to date When I can shimmy like my sister Kate Oh, yeah shimmy like my sister Kate |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
She’s a friend at least I tell you so But it might surprise you to find There’s something going on behind the door When I’m asleep it gives me time to think Thoughts that I wouldn’t dare speak aloud I couldn’t bare myself before a crowd I bide my time while biting my tongue Hold closed my mouth so song is unsung Get to the meat of things already With buried secrets the ground is heavy That’s just the way things used to be There’s a girl who’s close to me Close than you’d like to think Dig up all the dirt you see There’s always more than underneath I bide my time while biting my tongue Hold closed my mouth so song is unsung Get to the meat of things already With buried secrets the ground is heavy That’s just the way things used to be |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Oh you unfortunate few
Nobody's listening to me It came at a time when I just started To say something interesting Bubbling thoughts I've been thinking a lot But I don't write them down with a smile More of a frown as I'm looking down No pen in my pocket no pockets to fill Far too long ago my chances were slim I'm knocking the door but they won't let me in Configuring why takes the whimsy from whim You're all blocking the door won't you please let me in Oh you unfortunate few Stuck in your special space I'm here on my own though I'm not alone It feels like a miserable place At first you remember but then you forget And once I'm forgotten you can't get me back I'm knocking the door but nobody hears I'm banging it down won't you answer it please And nobody's asking for more Nobody's looking for anything Nobody wants me to say a thing Nobody misses the missing Ascend or Descend Upon a plot with the same ending My timing's no good But it saves me from troubles ahead But you might not be figured with eyes Might not be figured with ears Might not be something to figure at all Until you are actually here I've gone back on my words which constantly change I believe what I mean at the time that I say them I'm climbing a wall of infinite height I couldn't go through, though I try as I might They're telling me fictional distractions Fictional stories I have heard enough of these Is anybody missing me? |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Wake up and smell the coffee Rise and shine The early bird gets the worm Strike while the iron's hot And whistle while you work Stay on the trail Keep your hands and arms inside the train Don't stray Watch your step And wipe your feet Draw inside the lines What if you didn't know where the bad side of town was Where would you wander to So many places from which to choose Would you let yourself be Don't cause a scene Mind your manners Speak only if spoken to You know what you are not to do Watch and learn What if you never were short for time All meettings cancelled clocks stopped at nine Without alarms the silence beams Invited to be What if you never heard a word they say And up were down and night were day I bet you'd have a lot more time to play If you'd let yourself go Breath deep Speak out Make up your mind Be brave Follow your dreams Listen to your heart Close your eyes Make a wish |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Waking up in the city
What are we gonna do Take a picture to the park Sing songs about the moon I will bring the frisbee I will bring the dog We'll frolic in the pesticided grass beneath the smog Don't gotta worry 'bout bee stings Don't gotta worry 'bout ants Now's the time to take off our shoes And dance that cartoon dance In the afternoon time We will stroll downtown Past messengers on bicycles And men dressed up in gowns If we should get tired, let's just take the bus I hope that it's not crowded so we can sit up front I can't even see them scrape the sky Blurring the fashions whizzing by Sun gets down in the evening Lights start flashing on The city swells with energy The nightlife has begun Kustle and bustle So many sites to see Endless excitement Keeps me up 'till three Don't wanna go to the movies Who wants to sit inside I didn't get on the guest list Don't want to wait in line Let's go eat pierogis at my favorite cafe The waitress are grumpy and Their English ain't so great We'll talk ourselves in circles Til the pancakes are all gone Today's become tomorrow I can see the pink of dawn Oh, I'm getting tired, I'm oh so tired I think it's time to retire Time for bed To rest my sleepy head |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
It might not be much better-- but it certainly couldn't hurt. When you stomp your feet you aren't hurting me, But you're always killing something just by living on the Earth... So who you supposed to listen to when you're looking for something to do? And all the voices shut you up -Someone put a brick in your coffee cup.- When you're trying to decide whether to walk or to ride; Take the easy way you know that you want to I saw an educated girl give her hair a twirl And contemplate the meaning of a man with just one arm. She's not a genius or a dunce, but it makes no difference; For at any moment we might find ourselves a charm But I'm feeling quite confused by the people who refuse A simple way of life that don't make you the loser. They say we won't make it far unless drive there in a car, But we'll be there with time to spare and find our own way home. You might find the meaning of life in the barrel of a rifle Whether it's pointed at a bird or if it's pointed at your head. But me, I'd rather plant a tree that grows up tall for all to see.. Until I need a pencil, then I'll chop it to the ground At night falling down, will it make a sound? Should I even wonder what it'd say? It's so hard to change yourself to tell someone else That everything is going to be okay.. Oooh |
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from Ahead of The Curve June '04 (2004)
It might not be much better-- but it certainly couldn't hurt.
When you stomp your feet you aren't hurting me, But you're always killing something just by living on the Earth... So who you supposed to listen to when you're looking for something to do? And all the voices shut you up -Someone put a brick in your coffee cup.- When you're trying to decide whether to walk or to ride; Take the easy way you know that you want to I saw an educated girl give her hair a twirl And contemplate the meaning of a man with just one arm. She's not a genius or a dunce, but it makes no difference; For at any moment we might find ourselves a charm But I'm feeling quite confused by the people who refuse A simple way of life that don't make you the loser. They say we won't make it far unless drive there in a car, But we'll be there with time to spare and find our own way home. You might find the meaning of life in the barrel of a rifle Whether it's pointed at a bird or if it's pointed at your head. But me, I'd rather plant a tree that grows up tall for all to see.. Until I need a pencil, then I'll chop it to the ground At night falling down, will it make a sound? Should I even wonder what it'd say? It's so hard to change yourself to tell someone else That everything is going to be okay.. Oooh |
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from The Ditty Bops - The Ditty Bops (2004)
Why do the tears well up in your eyes? Why didn't I learn to ride my bike When it was warm and sunny outside? Why can't little kids tie their shoes? Why can't the white people play the blues? Why can't I fall in love with you? It must be because of the seasons. When the leaves start falling from the trees, When the birds start flirting with the bees, When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West; Maybe you'll be the one that I like best. Clouds start forming I can't complain, 'Cause I think we might be in need of some rain. When it starts pouring Don't hide away without me. I bought an umbrella big enough for two, But it feels pretty empty under here without you. Dry as a bone but I'm still alone I'm so grey.. When you're standing in a puddle with wet feet; And your head is sore from pounding drops of sleet. When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test.. Maybe I'll be the one that you like best. If the sky can open its eyes And cry from up above.. Let's shed some tears of joy And fall in love |
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from The Ditty Bops - Moon Over The Freeway (2006)
Your head's too big
It's taking up too much room Your head's too big It grows like a balloon And it just might float away And if you're unluckier than that Someone such as myself might come along And it just might pop It was an accident...it just popped Your head's too big It's taking up too much room It's filling with hot air You're making your own self swoon You're in love with yourself Your head's so big and tall How is it then your thoughts are small Your head's so big and tall You found yourself and lost us all Your head's too big It's taking up all the room It's broken through the atmosphere You're rubbing elbows with the moon |
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