1. |
Left Turn
02:29
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Seems like I been waiting here all night
The cars waiting to go by stretch out of sight
Oh, I did something wrong
This is taking much too long
If you’re gonna make a left turn make it right.
To make a turn right here is hard because
You’ve got to be much more aggressive than I was
Pull in the intersection and wait for the yellow light
If you’re gonna make a left turn make it right.
I’m gonna, make this exception
I need a, hard course correction
Since you, broke our connection
and picked a fight
It’s a natural selection
to block the intersection
when you’re changin’ direction
Like tonight
If you’re gonna make a left turn make it right.
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2. |
Push the Jelly Button
03:15
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When I wake up in the morning the first thing that I do
Is reach out for the button that erases my blues
When I push it down it's like I stepped in a dream
It makes me feel like I'm inside of a jumping bean
Many people do it on a regular basis
You can identify them by the look on their faces
Sometimes they stagger around almost like they've gone blind
'Cause they're looking at something inside their own mind.
You know that they all...
Push the jelly button
Push the jelly button
When you ate too much potatoes and you start to feel sick
And your belly would pop open if we poked with a stick
We hope in future you won't be a glutton again
But for now just reach out for the jelly button and then
Push the jelly button
Push the jelly button
Don't be like the sad-faced man whose life went up in smoke
He kept pushing the jelly button till one day it broke!
The next time that you feel as though you cannot go on
Just think about what I have said inside of this song
Remember something you can do that's totally free
Come over to my house and push that button with me
Push the jelly button
Push the jelly button
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3. |
Sober Reflection
02:30
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VERSE 1:
She won't call me back and she won't write
Not since what happened on that last night
Maybe she wants to stop without a scene
I can't decide what can the silence mean
VERSE 2:
She's maybe afraid of what I might do
of what seeing me will make her do too
We had about the right amount to drink
But then I gave her too much
then I gave her too much… too much time to think
CHORUS:
Sober reflection You think too much
Sober reflection be the death of us
Sober reflection Just say no to
Sober reflection
and let yourself go
BRIDGE:
I don't resist temptation
It does a fine job of resisting me
I never feel elation
I agonize and can't just let it be
GUITAR SOLO
BRIDGE 2:
Thought is the enemy of happiness
at least in others I frown upon this
You talk about people who aren't even here
I have to whisper again my dear
CHORUS
Sober reflection
You think too much
Sober reflection
be the death of us
Sober reflection
Just say no to
Sober reflection
and let yourself go
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4. |
Unrest
04:00
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VERSE 1:
You got a problem You got a beef
not with me but with society.
Too much inflation, expensive gas
your car insurance is a thing of the past.
Don't take it lying down...and don't be meek
don't let them make you turn… the other cheek
Don't take your shoes off... Don't get undressed
Don't go to sleep right now you need some unrest
CHORUS 1:
You know you need some... unrest
You know you need some... unrest
You wanna shoot me down? Well do your best!
Don't go to sleep right now
you need some unrest!
VERSE 2:
We're in the hotel suite and they’ve turned down the sheet
After the meet and greet give you my trick or treat!
All workin' and no play…. is not my way
It's time to lay you down and get some unrest
CHORUS 2:
You know you need some... unrest
You know you need some... unrest
You wanna shoot me down? Well do your best!
Don’t go to sleep right now
you need some unrest!
BRIDGE:
They all know what we're doin'
My wire tap's plugged into you an'
You're a huge piece lover
Come on now, and blow my cover!
CHORUS:
You know you need some... unrest
You know you need some... unrest
You wanna shoot me down? Well do your best!
Don't go to sleep right now
you need some unrest!
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5. |
Electric Boops
02:54
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6. |
I've Got an Itch
01:59
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CHORUS:
I’ve got an itch… I can’t scratch
It’s like a stitch… in my back
If you can help me back to black
And you’ve got an itch I’ll scratch you back
VERSE:
I’ve been alone for such a long time now, it’s been a lonesome time you see
I’d never thought I’d have this problem when I... wanted to be free
But now I’ve tired of this emptiness, that I’m... my only company
I looked at you right then I knew of something that... you could do for me
CHORUS:
I’ve got an itch… I can’t scratch
It’s like a stitch… in my back
If you can help me back to black
And you’ve got an itch I’ll scratch you back
BRIDGE:
I’ve read advice... about the ways to cope
I’ve been unwise… I’ve run out of rope
SOLO
BRIDGE 2:
I’ve read advice... about the ways to cope
I’ve been unwise… I’ve run out of rope
CHORUS:
I’ve got an itch… I can’t scratch
It’s like a stitch… in my back
If you can help get back to black
And you’ve got an itch I’ll scratch you back
If you’ve got an itch I’ll scratch you back
When you’ve got an itch…. I’ll scratch you back
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7. |
Swiss Mist
02:18
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8. |
RID
03:21
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VERSE 1:
There once was a time when I really though you sucked
I would have paid good money just to watch you get beat up.
Now you say you’re leaving and there’s nothing I won’t do
You know I would do anything just to get rid of you.
CHORUS 1:
To get rid of you I'd buy you some fast shoes
To get rid of you I'd carve you a canoe
If you say you'll leave forever I could give up sniffin’ glue
You know I would do anything just to get rid of you.
VERSE 2:
If you want a better job I can help you get that chance.
I'll write you a cover letter that they'll really love in France!
I'll ship your refrigerator all the way to Katmandu
You know I would do anything just to get rid of you.
CHORUS 2:
Thinking about you seriously makes me think of suicide.
And it makes me wonder why it's something you ain’t tried.
To make you go away forever there's nothing I won't do.
You know I would do anything just to get rid of you.
CHORUS 3 (same as 2):
Thinking about you seriously makes me think of suicide.
And it makes me wonder why it's something you ain’t tried.
To make you go away forever there's nothing I won't do.
You know I would do anything to get rid of you.
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9. |
Adventure Quest
02:59
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10. |
Bitch Syndrome
03:27
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You’re a backseat driver
You’re not a 9-to-5er
You’re a loudmouthed player
You’re a good-mood slayer
You say you’ve got Asperger’s,
some mental illness
I think what you’ve got is just
Bitch Syndrome
You’re a crass complainer
You’re a cross explainer
You’re a lazy lover
You’re a pain that’s like no other
You say you’re bi-polar,
some mental illness
I think what you’ve got is just
Bitch Syndrome
She’s a super-powered smeller
and she’s armed with perfect pitch
Wanna shoot her down and tell her
That she makes the perfect bitch!
She’s often irritating
But she’s also always right
If I could make her love me
You know I think I might
She’s often irritating
But she’s also always right
Sometimes I want to kill her
Someday I think I might
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11. |
Bagful of Ghosts
00:54
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12. |
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VERSE 1:
I'm a self-styled born loser
bandwidth-hoggin’ net cruiser
workin just as hard as I can
I can drag-and-drop a load, any place there is a road
I'm a driving' ten trucks and a van
baby right now!
VERSE 2:
Babe it ain’t so fun to have to
Keep those rigs a-running
even drivin’ while I’m sittin' on the can
I ain’t-out-on-the-road I’m jus settin' home alone
I’m a self-drivin’ truck drivin' man
CHORUS:
I’m a self-drivin truck drivin always press my luck
I’m hidin out in my home office
It’s a hell of a beaut, I just tele-commute
A self-drivin’ truck drivin' man
VERSE 3:
I'll be pushin out a upgrade as soon as this here truck’s weighed
Every day I’m gettin money made
I ain’t afraid of smokies while I’m a'poundin these keys
I’m a self-drivin’ truck drivin' man
Funky breakdown BRIDGE
CHORUS:
I’m driving trucks, trains and cars
while I’m playin this guitar
Ain’t no place that's out too far
I’m even sendin out a signal ‘cross the stars
And (I’m) drivin me a rover ‘cross Mars
VERSE 4:
I’ll be pushin out a upgrade as soon as this here truck’s weighed
Every day I’m gettin money made
I ain’t afraid of smokies while I’m poundin on all these keys
CHORUS: (first one again)
I’m a self-drivin truck drivin always press my luck
I’m hidin out in my home office
It’s a hell of a beaut, I just tele-commute
A self-drivin’ truck drivin’ man
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13. |
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VERSE 1:
We’re loadin’ up the Odyssey for a good time
Get it outta town and point down I-thirty-nine
It’s just two more hours once we cross the state line
Then we’ll all be surfin’ in the wintertime
CHORUS:
Surfin… in the wintertime
It’s the crowning achievement of mankind
There may be snow on top, but we won’t mind
‘Cause tonight we’ll all be surfin’ in the wintertime
VERSE 2:
We put the kids in the back, throw in a DVD
Put the headphones on ‘em and we can be free
To crunk up that tune about my 409
Till we all start surfin’ in the wintertime
SOLO
BRIDGE:
We don’t have to get ourselves out to the west coast
We just scoot up to the Dells where it’s really the most
No jellyfish or drowning of a tiger shark bite
Just surfin’ indoors till 8 at night
VERSE 3:
Well I’ll be winkin’ at the girls even though they’re fifteen
And tell ‘em they’re the cutest that I’ve ever seen
I’m as old as your daddy but I’m well-preserved
I’ll put the family to bed and get what I deserve
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Backdoor Frontman Elgin, Illinois
Sometimes-comical original songs from an arguably prescient arguably genius edge-lord.
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