villagers are out tonight, uptight and bored They're pushing you underground On wintry days they stand and gaze Outlined in black and ignorant villagers
Wake up in a small cafe Sweat shop in the sunshine Set sail and you're far away Never using force Cold coffee or cabaret Break up in a daydream Shoe
Because I'm tired of maturity, airport insecurity Runnin' from the thought police, fightin' with the go-betweens Hold up, let me steal a breath 'Cause
Santa Maria, can you hear me? I've got no reason to live They say I've been lucky but it's all relative Won't you make it easy? I've got to erase all
Oh, our livin's a buncha shit Shit is a part of livin' Fartin's a friend of shit And I slowly carry on Give me a clarinet Give me a break but hurry And
As we approach fair weather As we entertain our maiden endeavor 'Round us still the chorus beats The schools, the streets, there's always danger there
Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressin' room Startin' a fight in the men's ensemble lair Beware of dreams come true It means you have to share a
Maxie Trip was a very lucky lady Maxie Trip was a very lucky girl Who you wanna be? Maxie Trip Who you wanna see? Maxie Trip Have you got some time?
Feminists don't have a sense of humor Feminists just want to be alone Feminists spread vicious lies and rumors They have a tumor on their funny bone
Should you plan to travel way down South Woman to woman, I gotta tell you 'bout A curse that rose out of the deep, green swamp It hollers murder and it
My love is selfish And I bet that yours is too What is this peculiar thing called truth My love is selfish And it cares not who it hurts It will cut
Can you hear me now Lying in this bed Embedded in this written story Can you hear me now Calling from this bed I'm spitting words but there's no meaning
The most familiar room Every implement was leading to you And your homely sense of disarray Never once the same, always rearranged But things would never
In the center of the city was a statue and her twin And together they watched over everything Oh, they saw me when I stumbled and they watched you help
In the carnival is a sunlit stage For the old of heart and the young of age Every hidden part will be on display In the carnival on a sunlit stage Now
How heavy you are my new born child So viciously free So careless and wild But the eyes of a saint and the soul of a thief In a new found land The windows
Do what you did yesterday, go on repeating 'cos my heart's only on fire when you are the teacher You take the torch and I, follow the leader You'd be
