Shuddup
I got my walk on Queen Street
I talk the talkin' stuff
Fashion victim, posing with a mean streak
Goin' down to the beach,
Looking for shade
Goin' down to the beach
Gee, I got it rough
28 people looked at me weird, it was a pretty good day
Heh, heh, heh
I need a brand new trend to go phfft at
Some toy to boot my nose up
No time for facts and figures
Gotta work on my look
Goin' down to the beach
Lookin' for shade
I gotta work on my look
And she looked at me and said I wasn't hitting the mark
I said 'Listen, I was into Elvis right from the start'
She kept on me, kept on me
So I held my ground and said, 'ohh shuddup'
Gotta get to know more homosexuals, show my liberal side
Find a dark cafe, become a regular
I need a place to hide
It's too bright on the beach
You know I need my shade
Shade to show my liberal side
She looked at me and said I wasn't hitting the mark
I said 'Listen, I was into Nietzche right from the start'
She kept on me, so I stared her down and said
Shhhhhhh......
She asked what I meant by my black clothes
She scoffed at my blue drink and my french smokes
She kept on me, I reached deep inside and said.....
Aww Shuddup!!!!!
The Mountain
Hands to the Leader hands to the land
History controlling the hands in the band
Shuffle to this side, shuffle to that
A curtsy, a bow and a tip of the hat
Don't need no invitation
Don't got no fancy dress code
We're forming a corporation
Waltzing
Dancing
Come, gimme gimme, dip, gimme gimme, twirl, gimme gimme
Clap, gimme gimme, turn, gimme gimme, run gimme gimme
One two three, one two three
Standing in front formation
Straining your eyes through the smoke as you seem to be
Pleasing an old sensation
Laughing at all the old jokes
Get it done for your family
Get it done for the old school
Get it done for the Mountain
That you'll be on top when its your time to rule
Come, gimme gimme, dip, gimme gimme, twirl, gimme gimme
Clap, gimme gimme, turn, gimme gimme, run gimme gimme
Left, right, left, right, left, right
Don't need no invitation
Don't got no fancy dress code
We're forming a corporation
Waltzing on fire, we're
Dancing on snow
Get it done for your family
Get it done for the old......
Come, gimme gimme, dip, gimme gimme, twirl, gimme gimme
Clap, gimme gimme, turn, gimme gimme, run gimme gimme
One two three
My Backyard
I planted a tree in my backyard
Some big dummy come and cut it down
I thought you were on my side
But now you've fallen for some
For some
For some other clown
Ohhh sing it sad
We don't go out for breakfast together these days
You're taking stock of who bought what stuff
You don't laugh at my humor anymore
You know, I think you're in love
I know you're in love
So, who is this guy, and what does he do
And what did he do to get you
Huh
Good lord these dishes sure are getting stacked up
And our dirty clothes are in separate piles
You've got a tooth brush in your purse
You've got a new number in your book
I think you're in love
I know you're in love
So where do I stand and what do I do
And what do I do without you
I planted a tree in my backyard
And then s.. and then su.. and then sum...
I think you're in love
I know you're in love
Once you're out the door you're in love
You come home late in love
I know you're in love
Forest Hill
Between the last word and this one they
Yet no one could believe that they
People fell in groups and talked about
And each one voiced that some day they might
Climb above the hills
With the words for all
Sepulchre raised up
Turning floods away
With the wave of hand
Winds would spread the fire
Leading cripples down
One more easy way out
One more easy way
There's a price tag underneath their words
Making the good life work
As they wash their hands
Candidly stealing a kiss, for the good of all
We'll always be there, on hand for your tears
I hear they're paving
The road to Forest Hill
Where they got the gold
Heaven only knows
The door was always here
Please remember that
I would hate to know
You were left out in the cold
I hear they're paving......
Angelical
I had this unsung love, in my heart I was high but she
Was no stranger to the ground
I was just driving to the beat that surrounded me
Was no crime, wasn't strange, by the standards back then
Quite acceptable
But some friends said that she
Was just make-believe
What could they know
I really believe she just wanted to be
Angelical
Like an angel
If she really believed
How could I concede
The difference that it made
She will always remain
Just a stones throw away
In my mind at
The school where they learned
How to light it
How to burn it
In the back behind the furnace
I really believe
I just wanted to be
Watching over her
Like an angel
I had this dream she appeared
We talked for a while
She said she understood
I was just driving to the beat that surrounded me
Was no crime wasn't strange
By the standards back then quite acceptable
But some friends said that she was just make believe,
What could they know
I really believe
She just wanted to be
Angelical
Like an angel
28 Stories
I'm up 28 stories and the cities alive below
Building up a new town and people I don't even know
Stop to say 'hello'
And tell me I'm crazy
She say's your crazy
And with a toss of her head and a wink of her eye
She turned around and walked her thoughts away
She left me sweating in the midday sun
Singing 'Run paint, run run'
The days half over you ain't hardly begun to realize
I'm into motivation tonight
Must've been something I ate today
I know that I'll never be late again
Down 7000 feet, I can feel the heat of the stone
And in the damp dark drifts, the coldest light I've ever known
For those who go home are those who go crazy
Ya, they go crazy
So I toss my hat, I wave goodbye
Rise like a bullet to the midday sky
They left me sweating in the midday sun
Singing 'Run man, run, run'
The day's half over, you ain't hardly begun to realize
I'm into motivation tonight
Must've been something I ate today
I know that I'll never be late again
The radio stations pump your voice into everyone's home
And the TV stations, bless their heart, wont leave you alone
They build you of stone
And they let you go crazy,
Ya' they make you crazy
They step on your soul as you swallow your pride
Watch you fall like a rock from the midnight sky
They leave you sweating in the midnight sun
I tell you, run man, run, run
The day's 'bout over, you ain't hardly begun to realize
I'm into motivation tonight
Must've been something I ate today
I know that I'll never be late again
"If the folks back home could see me now, there'd be commemorative coins and ticker tape
I'd like to thank all of those involved for their time, their effort and their money
May Simon and Associates strike me dead, should I stray from the path prepared for me
But Simon lives alone on his radio waves.
It's a vast radio wasteland"
I'm up 28 stories and the cities alive below
Building up a new town and people I don't even know
Stop to say 'hello'
And tell me I'm crazy
She say's your crazy
And with a toss of her head and a wink of her eye
She turned around and walked her thoughts away
She left me sweating in the midday sun
Singing 'Run man, run run'
The days half over you ain't hardly begun to realize
I'm into motivation tonight
Must've been something I ate today
I know that I'll never be late again
Sunday Morning Shoestring
It's time to be holy again, but Michael'd rather sleep
Put on your best
We can't let God think we're cheap
Another
Sunday morning shoestring
Sunday morning
Hop in the car
Oh look, everything's the same
Nod at the lady with the big grey coat
Really should ask her her name
Sunday morning shoestring
Sunday morning
How much faith to go for me
And why can't we take that love and devotion home
Michael keep still and listen what Father has to say
Repent, repent, repent, repent, repent, repent
And it'll pay off some day
Another
Sunday morning shoestring
Just enough to make those church bells ring
Sunday morning