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Willy Wimple
Willy Wimple went a boating
Making dirty water here
pouring stuff there
till that junk was everywhere
Now if every kid did it
Can‘t you see
What an ugly awful messed up world
It would be?
No place for fish to live
No lakes for sailing in
No rivers, no streams, no submarines
(No swimming, ever again)
Willy Wimple went a walking
and he chopped a tree down here
threw his trash there
till that junk was everywhere
Now if every kid did it
Can‘t you see
What an ugly awful messed up world
It would be?
No place for a marching band
No place for you to stand
No yards to play in across
the entire land
YUCK!
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I Survive Them All
Neither snow nor sun nor wild beast can break me from my path
Twisted steel and insurance bills are remnants of my wrath
Another life, another soul, the burn of anti-freeze
My mind is set, I've paid the toll, they're just formalities
Trees, and posts, and prancing deer
I survive them all
Fire, and smoke, and rage
I survive them all
Been racing so long that I can't see straight, when will I reach the end?
Understeer and oversteer, they used to be my friends
Still outstretching my luck, my skills they can't catch up, I can't ignore the taste
Of speed and fuel and turbo spool, what a thing to waste!
Trees, and posts, and prancing deer
I survive them all
Fire, and smoke, and rage
I survive them all
Don't take no advice, no lessons learned, I'm moving my own way
Yellow lines and speed limit signs, they ain't nothin' to me
Tenth time's the charm, no bodily harm, can't wait to see what's next
When I'm gonna crash I'll make it count, there won't be nothin' left!
Trees, and posts, and prancing deer
I survive them all
Fire, and smoke, and rage
I survive them all
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(Gimme Back My) Shiv
Gimme back my Shiv
I spent all year making it
Just when you've got something done
It's taken away from you
I need my shiv
Worthless toothbrush
Meets warm flesh
Taking away years and years
of living death
I need my shiv
Gimme back my shiv
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Linearity
Is there an end?
Is there a beginning?
Is there something that lies behind?
And is it worth wasting all this time?
(whoah) Cannot wait much longer
(whoah) Can‘t take the pain much longer
(whoah) I wish I were stronger
(whoah) But what else is there left to do?
Is it all invented?
Why do questions lead to questions?
Is existentialism the only way?
Is religion just a crutch, is it just a child‘s story?
keeping my thoughts at bay?
(whoah) Cannot wait much longer
(whoah) Can't take the pain much longer
(whoah) Cannot reconcile these voices
(whoah) inside and outside of my head
(whoah) Cannot wait much longer
(whoah) Can't take the pain much longer
(whoah) Cannot just be at peace
(whoah) with the absurdity of this life
The funny thing about it is that we will all change
an expanding universe can never stay the same
So I‘ll just sit back and wait until this all
SUBSIDES
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Buy a House
Way down low inside my house
the basement holds a
carbon monoxide backflow
It makes you slow and there‘s no rats
They all dead because
of the toxic gas
so show me the price
cause I can‘t see
why I would buy this house
And I don't know my rights
please help me
or I can‘t win this fight
been living here
for now nearly a
year with limited function
it might explain
all the pain I've had
from the excessive junkpunching
so show me the price
cause I can‘t see
why I would buy this house
And I don't know my rights
please help me
or I can't win this fight
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Perfect
We're not perfect but we're just perfect for each other
I've just got a dad and you only have a mother
But when we get together we're a nuclear family
Clapping hands, happy
It's not easy living in our one bedroom apartment
With brown stains on the wall and roaches in the carpet
But each and every December we don gay apparel
And sing out some carols
And the cars pass us by as we're limping along
On the way to our jobs at the shopping mall
If you should slip I would catch you're fall
What have we got to show for it? They'd say
Nothing at all
You can't do much about the color of your eyes
One brown and one blue and they're each a different size
But when I look in one or the other I just see the shine
'Cause I'm colorblind
And the cars pass us by as we're limping along
On the way to our jobs at the shopping mall
If you should slip I would catch you're fall
What have we got to show for it? They'd say
Nothing at all
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1,000 Beers
Up in morning eight-fifty-eight
Beer and corn-flakes, they're great!
A trail of brews as you arrive
I'll spew and spit over the side
We set sail under cloudy skies
The sun burst through to our surprise
A pirate never fared so well
Floating 'round in liquid hell
A thousand beers starts with one
Top deck funnels until they're done
Two for me and one for you
Varghese don't step in that canoe
"Full stream ahead," the Captain's cry,
"From a thousand beers we'll surely die!"
But the crew drank fast and not unnerved
Truth be told, a thousand beers served
A thousand beers starts with one
P. Williams drinks 'em until they're done
Four for me and five for you
Jump in the water for an aquapoo
When shots rang out from way up top
There were open mouths like wild carp!
What's in that cannon fire son?
Club soda laced with darkened rum?
A thousand beers starts with one
Pirates drink 'em until they're done
Four for me and five for you
With a face like this you know it's true
Raise a dirty glass or two
For the Raystown Lake B-party crew
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Don't Talk
I've got an addiction to share with you
There's a hundred discs sitting in my queue
Between eyes and screen there's a super glue
Get mail, open mail, sit down, view
Don't talk when the lights are out
Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk
Blockbuster's shelves I'll no longer visit
A thousand bad flix; I'll never miss it
My five-star ratings are very scientific
I cry sometimes - I won't get specific
Don't talk when the lights are out
Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk
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Fiction of Love
I went down to the library
To check out a book on love
All they had in their card catalog
Were the lies in the fiction section
The fiction of love
The fiction of love
The fiction of love brought me to you
Help me librarian
Mr. Dewey Decimal
Have you got a number for me
Somewhere in one-seven-seven
The ethics of social relations
The fiction of love
The fiction of love
The fiction of love brought me to you
Help me librarian, come on and check me out
I microfiched your birthday
The newspaper headline it read
Purcell asks for a fifty cent tax cut
And I didn't understand what it meant
The fiction of love
The fiction of love
The fiction of love brought me to you
Help me librarian, come on and check me out
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Great Idea
If
I had just one idea
It would have to be
The greatest single idea that was ever conceived
Big
Not just big, but huge
It would have to be
Totally all encompassing and complete
Take one and one
Multiply and flip
Generate and seperate until it all fits
Yeah it's my great idea
How do you like it?
One
You always start with one
It would have to be
The perfect combo of every single word in my head
Time
There is no time to lose
It would have to be
My only occupation 24 hours a day
Yeah it's my great idea
How do you like it?
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