I broke a thousand hearts
Before I met you
I’ll break a thousand more, baby
Before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I’m here to tell ya honey
That I’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad,
B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad,
B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad,
Bad to the bone
Feed those bones some calcium.
Don’t give me no pop, no pop
Don’t give me no tea, no tea
Just give me that milk,
moo, moo, moo, moo
Wisconsin milk
moo, moo, moo, moo
Hey little girlie in the blue jeans so tight
Drivin’ alone through the Wisconsin night
You’re my last love you’re my last chance
Don’t let `em take me to the Cadillac Ranch
Cadillac, Cadillac
Long and dark shiny and black
Open up your engines let `em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
I work for the county out on 95
All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by
In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday, mister, I’m gonna lead a better life than this
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don’t stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I don’t know about anyone but me
If it takes all night, that’ll be all right
If I can get you to smile before I leave
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
I don’t know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels
Look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through
Looking into their eyes I see them running too
Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I’m running behind
Honey you really tempt me
You know the way you look so kind
I’d love to stick around but I’m running behind
You know I don’t even know what I’m hoping to find
Running into the sun but I’m running behind
Seen a man standin’ over a dead dog lyin’ by the highway in a ditch
He’s lookin’ down kinda puzzled pokin’ that dog with a stick
Got his car door flung open he’s standin’ out on Highway 31
Like if he stood there long enough that dog’d get up and run
It struck me kinda funny, seemed kinda funny sir to me
Still at the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe
Now Mary Lou loved Johnny with a love mean and true
She said, “Baby I’ll work for you every day, bring my money home to you.”
One day he up and left her and ever since that
She waits down at the end of that dirt road for young Johnny to come back
Struck me kinda funny, funny yeah to me
How at the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog’s eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you’ve been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down
I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g’ joob
Sitting in an English garden
Waiting for the sun
If the sun don’t come you get a tan
From standing in the English rain
I am the eggman
(“How do you do sir”)
They are the eggmen
(“The man maintains a fortune”)
I am the walrus
Goo goo g’ joob Goo Goo Goo g’ joob
Expert, texpert choking smokers
Don’t you think the joker laughs at you
(Ho ho ho hee hee hee hah hah hah)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I’m crying
Semolina Pilchard
Climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking
Edgar Allen Poe
Hare hare krishna, a good learner’s a good listener
(It’s the N.O.R.E., huh?) He come with the RZA
Say hadi hadi rama, control your karma
Stop that drama, President Obama
RZA, you get trapped in six
Up, you better grab your crucifix, it’s the remix
Digitech, back inside your set
Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
He’s got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun
We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun!
And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die
Come on generals, let’s move fast
Your big chance has come at last
Gotta go out and get those reds
The only good commie is the one that’s dead
You know that peace can only be won
When we’ve blown 'em all to kingdom come
And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die
Come on Wall Street, don’t move slow
Why man, this is war au-go-go
There’s plenty good money to be made
Supplying the Army with the tools of the trade
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong
And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die
All at once, the moon clouded over,
We heard a gurgling cry.
A few seconds later, the captain’s helmet
Was all that floated by.
The Sergeant said, “Turn around men!
I’m in charge from now on.”
And we just made it out of the Big Muddy
With the captain dead and gone.
We stripped and dived and found his body
Stuck in the old quicksand.
I guess he didn’t know that the water was deeper
Than the place he’d once before been.
Another stream had joined the Big Muddy
'Bout a half mile from where we’d gone.
We were lucky to escape from the Big Muddy
When the big fool said to push on.
Well, I’m not going to point any moral;
I’ll leave that for yourself
Maybe you’re still walking, you’re still talking
You’d like to keep your health.
But every time I read the papers
That old feeling comes on;
We’re – waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep! Neck deep! Soon even a
Tall man’ll be over his head, we’re
Waist deep in the Big Muddy!
And the big fool says to push on!
Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain’t marchin’ anymore
For I’ve killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying I saw many more dying
But I ain’t marchin’ anymore
It’s always the old to lead us to the war
It’s always the young to fall
Now look at all we’ve won with the saber and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all
When Stagger Lee had drunk his fill of moonlight
He turned his burnin’ eyes upon my soul
“It’s time, by God, to spend this night with someone else”, he said.
“Squeeze a little pleasure from the gold” (love & glory, children)
We can take it easy when we’re old.
He said, “We’ll take us into town, lay our money down
I’ll bring you to the sweetest thing that grows
Because the fairest ones in sight are bloomin’ every night at a tavern
Called the Sabre and the Rose.”
My love throws me like a rubber ball
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
She won’t catch me or break my fall
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Baby’s got blue skies up ahead
But in this I’m a rain cloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
I’m losing you
I’m losing you yeah
Ain’t love the sweetest thing
Oh, I think it’s gonna be all right
Yes, the worst is over now
The morning sun is shining
Like a red, rubber ball.
Someone fell across me
Regretting their honesty
Shook away the cautious care
Looked right though me like I wasn’t there
River came to meet me
Relationships can be like water
Deep but shallow, the popular bed
Springs to mind my undetected closure
You’ll only scratch the surface
If you bounce around like an atom ball
Oh yeah, oh yeah, it’s nice up there
Be a lighthouse
Don’t block out your view
Take this daring leap
Wake, you’ve been asleep
Go attack your life
The paint is peeling
Scrape to save what’s yours
Someone fell across me
Regretting their honesty
Shook away the cautious care
Looked right though me like I wasn’t there
Don’t block out your view…
Little precious has a natural obsession
For temptation but he just can’t see
She gives him loving that his body can’t handle
But all he can say is “Baby, it’s good to me.”
One day he goes and takes a glimpse in the mirror
But he doesn’t recognize his own face
His health is fading and he doesn’t know why
Three letters took him to his final resting place
Y’all don’t hear me
We went around and round and round and round and round the Shoreway
We was a duet duet duet duet do it on the pavement
Oh maybe maybe I’m gonna have a baby
We was a duet oh we do it all night
I was feeling kind of ethereal 'cause I’m precious
I had my eye on your Imperial you’re so precious
Now Howard the Duck and Mr. Stress both stayed
Trapped in a world that they never made
But not me baby I’m too precious I had to fuck off
Made me wanna,
Made me wanna,
You made me make it
Oh, you’re so mean
Out on the streets, that’s where we’ll meet
You make the night, I always cross the line
Tightened our belts, abused ourselves
Get in our way, we’ll put you on your shelf
Another day, some other way
We’re gonna go, but then we’ll see you again
I’ve had enough, we’ve had enough
Cold in vain, she said
I knew right from the beginning
That you would end up winnin’
I knew right from the start
You’d put an arrow through my heart
Round and round
With love we’ll find a way just give it time
Round and round
What comes around goes around
I’ll tell you why, dig
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it’s going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it’s going down
It’s going down
I’m yelling “timber!”