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Mr. And Misdemeanor
Mr and Misdemeanor Middle of
the roaders Set beside the ocean Landscapes an' laws agoshin' Who put all of this in motion
Lucky Luciano Kenneth Pasarelli You take the modern mosquito To every big city I sit
beside Misdemeanor Here's new pretties for you
Nobody likes me, but we adore you da da d-da da, yeah yeah yeah yeah
(cheers)
Nasty Misdemeanor Kickin' in the windows Parked
beside the ocean Landscapes an' laws agoshin' Who put all of this in motion
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Shoe Salesman
I know a shoe
salesman He's an acquaintance of mine One day he showed me some Marks on his arm in a line I did not know what to say "Do you think those freckles will stay?"
I need a
popsicle Do you want lemon or lime I've got a special today If you've got the time Winking, she poked me in the side "Well, we could go for a ride" I did not know what to
say "Do you think those freckles will stay?"
Well, you think that she will see I don't think she will see
Yeah.
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Still No Air
Who says the earth
is crumbling And no sky is falling through Sometimes, I just.. can't.. die
The world should be assembling But not just right out of view Whole days I like to fry
(fight)
Easy
action Got a rocket in your pocket When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way From your first cigarette to your last dying day
Who says the earth is trembling And there's still no
air
(1 - 2 - 3 - 4)
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Below Your Means
Come with me and we'll play You've got a lot, I'd like to stay (So good, so far)
I see you playing right along Sometimes it's better to belong
I'll
sing you **** my all night song You know it's better to belong
Under the cover of a midnight scene I got the sheets below your means
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Return Of The Spiders
Well, stop.. look, and
listen There are ants that are gathered here With my hands raised to speak But you all won't hear No, you all won't hear We all won't hear
Let me in your living door Let me in,
knock knock I said, is there Well, it's me they're reaching in And I'm coming after you I'm coming after you Coming after you
Well, I'm tired - yes I'm weary from my long
journey But I'm not yet all ready to rest For you can come along with me We go searching for rest, yes Come on and search with me Oh, search with me Woah, search with me Come on and search
with me Wo-woah, come on and search with me
Come on and search with me...
(Right, you wanna hear play-back? Yeah. (Alright.)
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Laughing At Me
If it's laughing you need Then
it's laughing indeed And it's laughing at me Yes, it's laughing at me
So I started to end The beginning to end Then I ended the end Yes, I ended the end
And it's
laughing, it's laughing at me
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Refrigerator Heaven
(screams)
I'm
freezing, I'm freezing, I'm icicle blue (So low, low cool) Cyber, neurotic, technicians imbue (So low, low cool) I've been admitted to Refrigerator Heaven Until they discover a cure for
cancer, I'm low Refrigerator Heaven So low, Refrigerator Heaven
I'm ice packed, I'm hand-stashed, I'm waiting for you I'm older and younger, preserved in a tomb I've been
admitted to Refrigerator Heaven I feel like I told you, on my heart I won't get back 'till the sun sets down on the moon Won't get back 'till the sun sets down on the
moon
(screams)
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Beautiful Flyaway
Beautiful flyaway Somewhere like
Holy Days Wonder what brought me back to earth Haven't I always been here Let's have another nibble Later I think I'll disappear into the bishop's hall And take a look at what we
offer DDT poisoning me changing my relativity What's it going to be
da da da da d-da Later I think I'll disappear into another room And take a look inside the till Lovel days, human
ways, journeys that take us to the end Aah...
Haven't we always been here Sharing one love and one fear Some day you'll know that life is really, really all about you So come and
look inside You'll be surprised to find Later I think I'll disappear into another womb And take a look inside the mens' room Haven't I given you everything that I could give Where do
you live Aah...
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Lay Down And Die, Goodbye
[Tom Smothers] You are
the only censor. If you don't like what I say, you have a choice. You can turn me off..
(chainsaw sound)
[Tom Smothers] If you don't like what I say, you have a choice. You can turn me
off..
Well I've written home to mother The ink ran from my tear I said "Momma, momma please Tell me why you brought me here"
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