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Cheshire Cat
CAROUSEL
I talk to you every now and then I
never felt so alone again I stop to think at a wishing well my thoughts send me
on a carousel here I am standing on my own not a motion from the telephone I
know not a reason why solitude is a reason to die just you wait and see as
school life is a woken dream aren't you feeling alone I guess it's just another
night alone now a I walk down the street I need a job just to sleep in sheets
buying food every once in a while But not enough to purchase a smile a tank of
gas is a treasure to me I know now that nothing is free I talk to you every now
and then I never felt so alone again M&M's
You and I should get away for a while
I just want to be alone with your smile buy some candy and cigarettes and we'll
get in my car we'll blast the stereo and we'll drive to Madagascar because when
I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do I just want to be your only one I'm
grasping at straws thinking back to what I saw that night on the floor when we
were all alone my love life was getting so bland there are only so many ways I
can make love with my hand sometimes it makes me want to laugh sometimes I want
to take my toaster in the bath who's going to be the odd man out? I don't want
to be the odd man out is this going to be the end? or are you going to be, my
new girlfriend? FENTOOZLER
At the risk of sound rude just who
the fuck do you think you are to tell me what you expect of me today you can
take your attitude you're out of luck you've gone way too far if you think that
there's any chance I'm gonna to stay how long can I string you along how little
of myself can I give and still make you believe I care at the risk of sound
trite why the fuck do you think you're right about every little thing that you
say and do you think that it is right for Tom to spend another night writing
songs about all the people he thinks are gay TOUCHDOWN BOY
There's this one guy there's no one
like him in all the world because you can always see those girls down on their
knees in those dark sweaty rooms planning out his thoughts he's waiting for just
the right one by one as they walk right through the door they keep on coming
back I guess they just want more he has fun fun fun and you might call him a
whore but just look where he is at because he is the one that scores I saw my
friend out there on the field today I asked him where he's going he said all the
way STRINGS
I would do anything and that's what
scares me so bad don't want to live my life alone don't want to go back to what
I had don't want to spend my life without all those special things don't want to
walk around tied>to anyone else's strings PEGGY SUE
I know what it's like to be alone
sitting in your room listening to all those doubts that your parents have to say
to you and if your head gets all cluttered inside try to stay awake everything
they say are lies that's all the shit that you'll ever have to take so hold in
all your aggressions because you're grinding you're teeth on down to the bottom
of your chin it's not easy or so damn pleasing to not laugh at every word they
say as they tell you what to be you're not alone and I know what it's like to be
denied at everything you do it's not the same reason why that makes you change
the things that you once knew and if your head gets all cluttered inside give
more then you take everything they say is lies that's all the shit you'll ever
have to take you say you want to take off your shoes and to walk barefoot down
the street just be the things that you can be just live for more then one week
(GO!) SOMETIMES
How I wish that they would last
moments of peace that just go through me so fast just when I think that they are
gonna stay everything inside of me just starts fading away sometimes it feels
like all I hope just gets thrown down on the floor and then it seems like you
don't love me anymore sometimes I wish that I could run away sometimes I wish
that I had something to say she looks at me and doesn't know the word to say but
it's not you I just don't feel quite right today all these things I say and do
were never planned but how the fuck am I suppose to make you understand DOES MY BREATH SMELL?
Who makes up all the rules about
those girls I want who tells them all to laugh who tells them all to talk about
me and I'm not sure what my purpose is for being here why do they always kick me
in the groin when I come near (I'm not complaining it just hurts after a bit)
what is it that I am feeling I'm just so sick of seeing all those dumb lame and
retarded broads who often just sit back as I am not so relaxed and I often
wonder why they act so odd because no worse a time when it's just your time to
think you should make your move and it doesn't work so you're just a jerk with
no excuse what about that situation with all night procrastination leading to
the point when you take her to her door there's nothing left there to say I
guess you'd best be on your way but before you go you've got to do that chore
please won't you buy in I'm always trying I keep on trying there's only so much
pride that I can lose I hope that when you see me you don't see right through me
come on now honestly I'm so sick of ending up without a clue CACOPHONY
When you talk about tomorrow I'm not
sure about today when you tell me that you love me what am I suppose to say
sometimes I don't feel the same way as you feel words like forever they scare
the shit out of me maybe I'm afraid of commitment maybe you're too distracted to
see that sometimes I don't feel the same as you feel I think of all the things
that I'd say to you if I had the chance again I think of all the things that I'd
scream but I think it's for the best when you and I just don't connect and
things are never quite what they seem will there ever be someone to give her
heart to me or would I be too blind to see it I wouldn't make sound I'd keep it
underground it always seems like I'm running around TV
when I'm at work I always rush right
home for lunch so I can check out what's up on the Brady Bunch and when I'm
walking through the front door at night I gotta see who's winning on the Price
Is Right I never dreamed that I'd spend my days staring at some tube emitting
cathode rays I need my TV what's happening in this world I don't care at all but
it better not pre-empt Monday night football I can't even come up with my own
views I'm taught how to think from the evening news (sing a bunch of la's out of
tune here) WASTING TIME
I'm wasting my time thinking about a
girl and stealing her away from her world she and I would run away I think of
all the things I would say we'd talk about important things and I picture it in
my dreams she'd teach me about modern art and I'd show her it's okay to fart and
maybe I'd impress her by being in a band and maybe if I cat real tough she'd let
me hold her hand and maybe I'll win her heart by writing this song about her
sometimes I sit at home and wonder if she's sitting at home thinking of me and
wondering if I am sitting at home thinking of her or am I just wasting my time
remembering how she laughed at Kinko's when I made fun of that guy remembering
that look she gave me when I told her that I used to fry I really want to ask
her out but my ego could never take it and even if I got the balls you know that
the cougar would never make it (and in my town you can't drive naked) ROMEO AND REBECCA
Walking through the grass another
blade next to you from the ground as the wind does pass I notice as you feel the
breath of my stout your words are kind that kind that repeatedly say no but
that's alright I'm older then you so I've got the time what's that you say reach
out your hand there's a black shadow on my wall as I look my mind I can see that
girls are a waste of time we've all seen the bridge a broken seam and a girl on
one side you think you think your words will work they only work when you lay
down and close your eyes I thought of all the lines all the right ones used at
all the wrong times but that's alright depression's just a sarcastic state of
mind I don't want to live alone with my broken dreams of you BEN WAH BALLS
passively one day as the sun rose out
of it's house so did this little old guy as he whistled out of his mouth happily
and gay well I guess not exactly that because he found that special girl that
put him in this special trance he fell in love so quickly what the hell was he
to expect that the girl under his arm wasn't the same as any other girl that he
had thought he once met I guess you could only blame fate things started getting
weird as they started to kiss she often felt his beard and remembered how her
father she'd missed and then quietly one day he sang a song from deep within his
heart causing some indigestion he finished with a great big fart and she knew at
that one moment that song she'd had heard before so she asked him to do it again
then out the door they hurried she was gone to find out for sure so she analysed
his rear end she said when I was a little girl my dad left my mum he used to
always fart and sing this special song now I wasn't quite sure until your pants
did fall but now I know that you're my dad because you use Ben Wah Balls DEPENDS
I don't want to urinate on myself I
don't want to urinate on anyone else Well, I guess that really doesn't matter
anymore Because I can't control my bladder anymore Well, I guess it all depends
(undergarments) Well, I guess it all depends (undergarments) Step back in the
light No more soiled nights alone But I guess I don't have a care Because
there's not a load in my underwear I'm sick of offending everyone I meet (go,
go, go, go) I'm sick of crying myself to sleep on rubber sheets (go) I had an
accident today I left a soil on a bus seat, I didn't know what to say But, I
guess it all depends (undergarments) Well, I guess it all depends
(undergarments) Step back in the light (go, go) No more soiled nights alone
Well, I guess that I don't have a care If I on't have a load in my underwear
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