Waiting for the break of day
Searching for something to say
Flashing lights against the sky
Giving up, I close my eyes
Sitting cross-legged on the floor
Twenty five or six to four
You pack a bag, you say goodbye
You kiss me on the cheek and look me in the eye
You tell a lie that you will soon return to me
I loved you then; I love you still
And now it won’t be long until you’re here at last
And then I’ll ask if your heart still burns for me
I would travel every ring of Hell
Just to see if you’ll be mine
Merry Sinsmas; know that you are on my mind
Merry Sinsmas; truer love is hard to find
I lent you some collateral to buy new clothes
It went out the window and up your nose
And that’s the end of the honeymoon
Yeah we walked down the aisle for another mile
I’d walk a million miles for one of your smiles
And you can have all the money soon
No matter where I put my head
I’ll wake up feeling sound again
Dreamin’, it’s all you can
Tomorrow smells of less decay
The flowers greet this blooming fray
Be thankful, that’s all you can
Oh, but don’t, don’t sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
Oh no, don’t, no, don’t sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
So I’d like to know where you got the notion
Said I’d like to know where you got the notion
To rock the boat
Don’t rock the boat, baby
Rock the boat
Don’t tip the boat over
Rock the boat
Don’t rock the boat, baby
Rock the boat
Put me on a ship that is sinking
On a voyage to an untamed land
Take away the freedoms I wanted
I understand
Some days I don’t know if I am wrong or right
Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear
'Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Everything is black and white
You are wrong and we are right
First we’ll spank your big behinds
Then we’ll twist your little minds
Love = Hate
And Death = Fate
An Enemy always = An Adorer
But Priest = Aura
But Life = Time
And Time = Space
And Space = Sublime
And Human = Race
Oh and Woman = Man
And Part = Pan
The Fauna ought to = The Flora
But Priest = Aura
And Beginning = The End
And the End always = The Start
But Straight = Bent
The Mind sometimes = The Heart
And You = Me
The Land = The Sea
Richer = Poorer
And Priest = Aura
What about love? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s always breaking in half
What about sex? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s never built to really last
What about your family? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
All the batteries are shot
What about your friends? THEY’RE DEFECTIVE!
All the parts are out of stock
What about hope? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s corroded and decayed
What about faith? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s tattered and it’s frayed
What about your gods? THEY’RE DEFECTIVE!
They forgot the warranty
What about your town? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s a dead-end street to me
What about your school? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s a pack of useless Iies
What about your work? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s a crock and then you die
What about your childhood? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
It’s dead and buried in the past
What about your future? IT’S DEFECTIVE!
And you can shove it up your ass!
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible
Logical, oh responsible, practical
And then they showed me a world where I could be so dependable
Oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical
We can confirm there’s no injuries, just the daily mundane
A headache, a splinter, a left ankle sprain
It’s happening again
Why are we singing?
Apologies; the most confounding thing
We appear to be singing
Most unusual; so peculiar
It’s a most unusual time
I keep feeling my temperature climb
If my heart won’t behave in the usual way
Well, there’s only one thing to say
It’s a most unusual, most unusual, most unusual day
The Keen and the Quing were quirling at quoits,
In the meadow behind the mere.
Tho’ mainly the meadow was middled with mow,
And heretical hitherto here.
I know a ditty nutty as a fruitcake
Goofy as a goon and silly as a loon
Some call it pretty, others call it crazy
But they all sing this tune:
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn’t you?
Yes! Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn’t you?
Well, I got home early one Monday
Much to my surprise
She was eating chicken and dumplings
Oh, with some other guy
No more bread and butter
Ah, no more toast and jam
He found his baby eating
Ah, with some other man
Somebody been sleepin’ in my bed,
Somebody been sittin’ in my chair.
They ate up all my food, and I don’t stand for such.
Don’t tell me it was a woman, 'cause a woman don’t eat that much.
At night I’m a junk food junkie
Oh, Lord, have mercy on me
Let us drink the cup together on our knees
Let us drink the cup together on our knees
When I fall on my knees, with my face to the rising sun
Oh, Lord, have mercy on me
Hey, baby… where do you come from?
Well she looked at me and smiled and looked into space…
And said, “I’m coming from the land of a new rising sun.”
Then I said, “Hey, baby, where ya trying to go to?”
Then she says, “I’m gonna spin and spread around peace of mind…
And a whole lotta love to you and you!”