1. |
Grievances
02:41
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If I had my own way, you'd be with me here today
But I rarely have my own way, I guess that's why you're not here with me today
And the librarian said 'You can't buy no respect'
I said, ‘Hey, lady, what can you expect when I'm lying on the floor?’
You're a lovely lady but you don't wanna be no girl of mine
Well the only thing you ever done for me was help me waste my time
And I saw you at the funeral, you were standing there like a temple
I said ‘Hi! How are you? Hello!’ and I pulled up a casket and crawled in. yes, I did
Climbed up a mountain and I looked around
Some kind of circus with all them clowns
I said hey wait a minute can we slow down a bit
And I almost got hit by a truck
Well it just goes to show you that we're all on our own
Scrounging for our own share of good luck
Stab your brother in the back
And pick up your paycheck
Good-bye lonely heart drawings, you never did work anyhow
I'm looking for a nice girl and I don't want no cow
I'm heading out west, gonna find me the best
Well, I played the game but I failed the test, If I can't be a lover then I'll be a pest yes, I will
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2. |
A Little Story
03:28
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There was this big guy
And He had a great idea
He built himself a world
And He'd put people on it
But the people they turned wicked
And they soon forgot
Who had made their very being
And put them on their planet
So the God He sent His very own Son
His only holy Son
And He sent him to the world
Cause something had to be done
His son walked around and he told the truth
Like the truth had never been told
He was kind to the poor
His home was the road
Unlike any other heroes
Of which a song could be sung
He never did bad to anyone
He never did no harm
But there were other people who weren't so nice
And they plotted to take his life
And the man knew all about it
But he didn't even hide
And they beat him and they robbed him
And they hung him for being good
And they laughed and made jokes
While they stood in his blood
But there's a happy ending to the story
I think you'll be glad to know
He came back to life in glory
And up from the grave he arose
So before you turn out your light
Remember this one man
Who lived comfortably in Heaven
But gave it all up to hang on a cross
Because he hung for you and me
And he came to set us free
Cause his dad had a great idea
About the way things ought to be
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3. |
Joy Without Pleasure
01:53
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When I was a little kid
And all the people they looked big
I never exactly understood
How to tell the trees from the wood
Joy without Pleasure
Ain't no fun, ain't no fun at all
Joy without Pleasure
Ain't no fun, ain't no fun at all
My Mama she took me aside one day
She said you better have fun while you play
'Cause someday you'll wake up and you'll be old
And all of your youth will be gone away
And you work in a factory and you earn your pay
And your fingers will rot and your mind will decay
You'll be happy, so happy with your family and house
But you'll never, you'll never enjoy yourself
Joy without Pleasure
Ain't no fun, ain't no fun at all
Joy without Pleasure
Ain't no fun, ain't no fun at all
The Son of Charles Dickens had a little red hen
Danced the watusi like it was a sin
They tried to enjoy it but they feel so guilty
Guilt won't allow you to enjoy a stolen apple
Joy without Pleasure
Ain't no fun, ain't no fun at all
Joy without Pleasure
Ain't no fun, ain't no fun at all
That song is about Premarital Sex
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4. |
Never Relaxed
03:26
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Now without any further ado, I'm gonna do a little soft shoe
And uh, a little boogaloo
For you
If you want me to, I will
There was this kid named Syd when he was born
Maybe the doctor hit him a little too hard
He just seemed to have gotten off to a bad start
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Big brothers and big sisters gave him lots of attention
But Syd was a hyperactive kid
He just never seemed able to sit still
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Unlike the other kids on his block
Syd never learned how to walk
He just ran around acting nervous
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
He sat in school in detention
Drawing funny pictures on the wall
Not a moment of peace did Syd ever find
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Now when Syd discovered masturbation
He just couldn't keep a good thing down
But it didn't help much his condition
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Syd signed up for the army
Cause he got tired of working in the pottery
And they sent him over to a foreign country
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
He met this girl in east Germany
And she invited him up to her room for some tea
Then she pulled out a gun and took his money
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
She shot Syd through the head
And Syd died and went to Hell
And he burned and he burned and he yelled
"I've never been relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed"
Now, the devil said this ain't fair
Cause people who come here have had their share of comfort
So he sat Syd in a reclining chair
But it was an electric chair
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
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5. |
Brainwash
02:36
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Me and a friend went out one night
Walking in the street
We talked of God and the end of the world
I stuck my head in a fire hydrant
The night was cool it was around the time
That the fat ladies come out
While river rats broke windows
And performed unnatural acts
We walked halfway across the town
And sang in an amphitheatre
And then we walked a little further
And admired some graffiti
Dodging cars as we crossed the highway
We sure must have looked ugly
My shirt was soaked, the grass was wet
I stuck my head in a fire hydrant
We talked of things and the good book
While there was a naked lady on TV
She had no care - she had no shame
She had little propellers on
My friend he said, "I can't help but look
At this naked lady's body"
I said, "Dear friend you got a dirty mind;
Stick your head in a fire hydrant"
Earlier that evening I went to a banquet
Hoping she might be there
But she wasn't so I went to this other girl's house
Who was freaked out on drugs
So later after that, after the first part of this song
On my way home
I drove past this other girl's house
Who will not accept my calls
I noticed she had her light on
As I drove slowly by
I wonder if she noticed me
I stuck my head in a fire hydrant
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6. |
Pot Head
03:21
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Man you look like old man’s eyes
When I saw you in that room
And now you’re on tour
They booked you in the asylum
You work so hard at being a buffoon
And now you ain’t got no incentive left
You popped your own balloon
You wanted to be somebody
But you ain’t nobody
You ain’t got no body
You’re just a head
You’re just a pothead
I heard one day they said you got so high
You ate up a chicken head and it was still alive
I have some friends who swear you did so don’t deny
Some day you’re gonna get so messed up
You’ll eat the head off your kid
And won’t you be sorry, pothead…
You brag to all your friends
About the fun you had last night
I wonder if you realize you forgot to brush your teeth
And then you’ll come a-bummin’
Asking for some money
You even tried to roll the sacred pages
And you burnt your lip
That lip is has a trench in it
Where that wild weed sits
Sucking like a parasite
Of any sense you might have left
You say that you are happy
And you like stormy weather
Well I think that you’re just dumb
And you don’t know any better
You play your rock and roll guitar
You say you’re gonna be a big star
But everybody in this neighborhood
Knows just who you are
No I ain’t tryin’ to be hard
I don’t mean to be cruel
I’m just tryin’ to say something that’ll shock…
You into going back… to school
Or maybe at least reality
In this year (Pothead)
You wanted to be somebody
But you ain’t nobody
You ain’t got no body
You’re just a head
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7. |
Wicked World
02:31
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We have sinned so many times before
We see no need to turn back now
We're the world, the wicked world
Marching to hell
We know what we're doing
We're marching to hell
Come and join us have some fun
Dance in joy beneath the neon light
We're the world, the wicked world
Marching to hell
We know what we're doing
We're marching to hell
We're the world the wicked world
We do whatever we please
Forget your cares, sow your wild oats
Sin is a wonderful disease
Lie and steal, it's alright
We have no worry for tomorrow
'cause
We're the world, the wicked world
Marching to hell
We know what we're doing
We're marching to hell
We're the world, the wicked world
We don't believe in God
We don't believe in anything
We find that idea to be rather odd
We pain ourselves as our bodies start to decay
We're getting closer every day
We have sinned so many times before
We see no need to turn back now
'cause
We're the world, the wicked world
Marching to hell
We know what we're doing
We're marching to hell
We know what we're doing, we're marching to hell
Hupt' two three four
Hupt' two three ...
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8. |
Lazy
02:38
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Well I made some mistakes but
I ain't learned a lesson
That I don't wanna hear about responsibilities
I got less important things to do
I'm lazy - Oh yeah
Lost hopes and dreams down an empty road
See no tomorrow
But I got love for you girl
I'm just too lazy to give it to you
I'm lazy - Oh yeah
Well I quit college and I quit my job
I think I'll quit life
Yeah I'm gonna quit again
I think I'll quit one last time
I'm a quitter - Oh yeah
Quit this, quit that, quit everything
I quit everything I ever began
Quit that, quit this, quit everything
I never finished anything I ever started
But I think I'm gonna quit being a quitter
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9. |
I Save Cigarette Butts
05:23
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I save cigarette butts for a poor girl
Across town
We were making marriage plans
And some guy came over and took her to
A wrestling match
Later that evening Frankenstein
And the beauty queen sat thumbing through
A Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Making plans and holding hands
Along came a spider, sat down beside her
And took her to
A wrestling match
I had this dream about these angels
I had this dream the other night
It was really weird
They were playing guitars
And getting loud
And they spilt beer on Jesus
I save cigarette butts for a poor girl
Across town
I spent a lot of money at the pizza shop
Just to watch the waitresses walk
Back and forth
I go to school, I'm a college student
I have a secret pocket on the inside of my coat
Where I keep this cigarette butt
Meanwhile on the dance floor
The loud guitar solo seems to be promoting wild desires
The music has set their hearts on fire with lust
Sure are a lot of cigarette butts layin' around
I thought I'd give her one more chance
So I went over to see her again at her house
And when I walked in
There was her and him
And they were having a wrestling match
I save cigarette butts for a poor girl
Across town
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10. |
Like A Monkey In A Zoo
03:27
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I'm chained to the wall
I'm nothing at all
And my eyes look into the sunset thinking of better things to do
Like a monkey in a zoo
The days go so slow
I don't have no friends
Except all these people who want me to do tricks for them
Like a monkey in a zoo
And it could happen to you
You could be in my place
No it wasn't always like this
Oh but I never saw it coming
I'm so alone
But this is my home
And the bars that surround me keep me from knowing any better
Like a monkey in a zoo
Throw me a peanut
Laugh and make jokes
But I've had enough peanuts and i'm ready to croak
Like a monkey in a zoo
You come to look at me
You seem so amused
But things would look different
If you were in my shoes
I know it's my fault
But I want out
And when I cry out nobody seems to understand
Like a monkey in a zoo
You say I'm cute
You don't know how much that hurts
You don't know how it feels to live in your own dirt
Like a monkey in a zoo
And it could happen to you
You could be in my place
Don't let yourself slip
Don't keep egg on your face
I used to be happy
I can't remember those days
But I sold my freedom for free room and board
Like a monkey in a zoo
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11. |
Wicked Will
01:42
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Here's a story about Wicked Will -- he bought himself a brand new automobile
He was hopin' he could get a feel in the backseat with some girl
Here's a story about easy Sue -- she didn't have nothin' better to do
She met Wicked Will late one night in a bar, so as the story goes
Wicked Will took off her clothes; she said, "Now don't get me wrong, Will... I think you're a heck of a man, but don't you ever wear my clothes again."
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12. |
An Idiot's End
04:35
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I don't have to say a thing
She knows exactly what I want
But anytime I feel like this
What we have goes out for lunch
She looks at me like a gun cocked
And I'm afraid to turn my back
For fear of being loved
She leans forward for me to see
The lights of her majesty
She's tempting me with a razor blade
But time is money at a penny arcade
And there's monkeys in the shadows
And virgins afraid of being laid
The court jester holds up a light bulb and says
"All that is made is made to decay"
To know her is to love her
And I love her, but I don't know her
To know her is to love her
And I love her, but I don't know her
I feel for a place to sit
Things always go on this way
I'm lost for a little bit
'Til I come up with something to say
Then I'll go on and on
About rat skulls in her lawn
I'll not specifically mention names her and I know
We're just ashamed
She knows I'm here
And she readily rebukes her sister
She treats me with a sudden respect
Suddenly she calls me mister
But just as soon, I soon forget
And start poking around in the trash
Talking myself into outer space
And watching the reactions on her face
To know her is to love her
And I love her but I don't know her
To know her is to love her
And I love her but I don't know her
The picture of her sitting there
Me and her on that chair
I can only say as much as I please
But not as much as I dare
Where is the little girl who fell in love with me
The girl who fell in love with a sat-el-lite
That little girl's moved out now
But the satellite still comes around
Most every other night
I think my interest bleeds a heart
Of a dead dog lying in her yard
I could catch her standing naked
I could catch her cold
I could catch her breath and bottle it
But I could never catch her off guard
Now when I go there nowadays
It's like visiting a sinking ship
And I'm a man overboard
And she won't throw me a lifeline
Symbolically represented by her lips
Yes, to know her is to love her
And I love her but I don't know her
To know her is to love her
And I love her, but I don't know her
No No No No
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13. |
Wild West Virginia
02:38
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I'm goin' back to the place that I used to call home
I'm goin' back to the place where the antelope never roam
Wild West Virginia
Home of the naive
This boy'd be mighty pleased to see them rollin' hills, rollin' hills
No I don't like John Denver
But I always will remember those rollin' hills
I got a backwoods woman, underprivileged mama, farmer in the dell
Crooked politicians, crater bomb roads
But oh I love it so
Those rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia
Rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia)
Get to shiverin' by the Ohio River in the cold winter
When a snowflake falls on your face you feel just like an iceberg
But I wouldn't trade it for this sticky hot weather in Texas
I'm gonna make an exodus to them rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia
Rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia
I get this wheelin' feelin'
Singin' like Slim Whitman "Oh how I wanna go home"
Away from them big city slickers
Skinny intellectuals and them tall buildin's
Back to wild West Virginia
Home of the naive
This boy'd be mighty pleased to see them rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia
Rollin' hills
God is an artist
And He painted a pretty picture
And He called it West Virginia
With those rollin' hills, rollin' hills, rollin' hills
Wild West Virginia
Wild West Virginia
Wild West Virginia
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14. |
Since I Lost My Tooth
01:19
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I've been up and I been down
When I been between I just been hangin' around
Things are quite different
And life ain't the same
Since I lost my tooth
Now the women they treat me rude
Not that they ever really treated me that good
I'm a minority and now I know
What it's like and how it feels to be a negro
Since I lost my tooth
Doo doo doo doo
It's gettin' down to the nitty gritty
If you can't smile nice and you can't smile pretty
They don't wantchya around they say you look sloppy
When you eat
Well
I've been up and I been down
When I been between I just been hangin' around
Things are quite different
And life ain't the same
Since I lost my tooth
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15. |
Urge
02:35
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Get attached to a rolling stone
And you're liable to get crushed
You're better off to sit at home
And watch the toilet flush
I like to sit and look at her
I like to do that so much
To stand and act mysterious
And to watch her blush
I know I'm such a weird guy
She could never take me serious
There's always that green monkey
In around or near us
I think sometimes of holdin' her
But the picture gets all blurred
I see shadows dancin' on my wall
Thoughts scatter like birds
I wish to God i could touch her hand
Somehow make her understand
The man I somehow wanna be
The man I want her to make me
But she stands so distant and rolls her eyes
She leaves me and I don't know why
Nothing seems to make much sense
I can't appreciate the sky
And so I go home lonely
Like a wolf without a pack
I got nothin to put my love in
Like groceries without a sack
Maybe someday when she gets fat
She'll think about what she's missed
She'll know she'll never get me back
She'll feel just like the pits
She'll sit lonely in her apartment
Thinkin' about what might have been
She'll know her man had come and went
Maybe she'll take me seriously then
Get attached to a rolling stone
And you're liable to get crushed
You're better off to sit at home
And watch the toilet flush
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16. |
Living Life
04:07
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Hold me like a mother would
Like I always knew
Somebody should
Though tomorrow
It don't look that good
Well, it just goes to show
Though people say we're an
Unlikely couple
I'm seeing double
Of you
Oh
This is life
And everything's all right
Living living living living living living living living life
Oh
Hope for the hopeless
I'm learning to cope
With the emotionless mediocricy of
Day-to-day living
How can I help but be restless
When everything seems so tasteless
And all of the colors
Seem to have
Faded away
Oh, this is life
This is life
And everything's all right
Living living living living living living living living life
Hold me like a mother would
Like I've always known
That somebody should, yeah
Although tomorrow
It don't look that good
Well, it just goes to show
Though people say we're an
Unlikely couple
Doris Day
And Mott the Hopple
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17. |
Tuna Ketchup
02:03
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I saw her in the street
She was with her family
She didn't say anything
She just stopped and stared
And I like her
In the summer I worked with her
In an oil refinery
She wore a yellow suit in the rain
And I like her
I drew her some pictures
I made her posters
I let her walk all over me
And insult me too
Cause I like her
She has red hair
And blue eyes
I was looking for love
But all I got was a bite
And I like her
And I like her
And I like her
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18. |
Premarital Sex
03:03
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First you say you will
Then you say you won’t
Then you say you’re waiting for that special someone
You'll wed someday
It’s guilty temptation
Adolescent lust
Now you’ve got more than just pimples popping out
First you say that you will
But you know you won’t
But you gotta get your thrills
Don’t look at me
Go ahead and take the pill
Premarital sex
At the place that I work
The guys are always talking
About sexual delights
Pleasures of the flesh
You can get it plenty
You can get it nice
You can get it anywhere at anytime
If you pay the price
First, you say that you will
But you know you won’t
But you gotta get your thrill
Don’t look at me
Go ahead and take the pill
Premarital sex
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19. |
Don't Act Nice
00:36
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Don't act nice. I know who you really care about. That you think I'm weird...
Don't you, babe? Tellin' me I'm weird with every word that you say...
But that's okay... I'm weird anyway. Don't act nice. I know who you really care about
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20. |
Hate Song
02:03
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You won't even know who you are or what you're doing -- just you and your shadow on the wall
You won't even get nothin' for Christmas; no one will take you to the mall. You'll be all alone
You'll be waiting by the phone, waiting for my call. You'll sit nervously waiting for it to ring
You'll be waiting by the phone, hoping it will ring, but it won't ring 'cause I won't call
You'll bite into your fingernails and spit them on the floor 'til you won't have no fingernails no more
You'll think about the good times that we used to have while staring at the cobwebs on your door
And you'll be all alone -- the clock will tick and it'll make you sick as every moment of your life passes by
You'll contemplate suicide with a knife one night, and it won't be nice
You'll be all alone -- yes, no one will be there to stop you
No one to clear your head, no one to talk you out of it, no one to hear the last words that you said
No one will shed a tear, no one will be there to find you dead 'cause you'll be all alone
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21. |
Lead Belly Was An Outlaw
02:59
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24. |
I'm A Rambling Kinda Guy
00:54
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25. |
Sleepy Lagoon
01:38
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26. |
Natalie Queen Of Weirton
01:50
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27. |
Golly Gee
02:51
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28. |
You Need A Reason
02:14
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Daniel Johnston Waller, Texas
An American singer, songwriter, musician, and artist, Daniel Johnston spent 30 or so years exposing his heartrending tales of unrequited love, cosmic mishaps, and existential torment to an ever-growing international cult audience.
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