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Typed up/finished writing these songs today:
Move The Casket
Death to the consonants
I want a world full of vowels
Smooth and homogenous
Nothing sticking out
I can even do without A, E, and O
All I want is U and I
And sometimes Y
And sometimes I ask why
Do I keep all my eggs in one basket?
No matter what comes first
It ends up in a casket
With you and I exchanging our wedding vowels
This is a wedding, move the casket
This is a wedding, move the casket
This isn't a funeral or anything so drastic
This is a wedding, move the casket
I want a world of vowels
You won't be able to say "No"
Or anything old
You'll have to think of something new
And you will whine about having
A new language to learn
No matter what comes first
It ends up in an urn
But don't do anything drastic
I'm not ready, move the casket
I'm not ready, move the casket
It's not anything so nasty
It's just a wedding, move the casket
It's just a wedding, move the casket
I said "I do" and I will
Just as soon as you move the casket
Yr a little early, move the casket
Yr too early, move the casket
Way too early, move the casket
8
I'll always be 8 yrs old
That's when I started smoking and it stunted my growth
I'll always be 8 yrs old
Got hit by a car, and this is what I was told
He said, "Yr dead....Yr dead
You won't remember this tomorrow, but yr dead"
That's what I heard from the voice inside my head
Answering Machine
I received so many phone calls in one night
From crushes in the past
Who passed me by for another man
Apparently it didn't last
I was awoken from a dream by Chloe
I was awoken from a dream by Clara
Tiffany
Tina
Sarah
Summer
Tonya
Alicia
Julianna
Lindsay
Monica
Erin
I was awoken from a dream
And now they're on my answering machine
Rhymer
The only matter that matters is the one at hand
I am made of particles
Most of them say "Man"
I haven't traveled too far to become what I am
There was a K, then an E, and, I think, an N
But people change over time
I met a person that rhymes with what I sign
She's an island that moves
And I paddle to her shore
She moves and I paddle some more
Mr. Big Man
Look at me down there between yr legs
On my bike with a long, strong rope
Tied to a spike
Chorus:Yr going down, Mr. Big Man now
500 feet to the ground
It's a drag Mr. Big Man now
I hope no more of you are around
We thought you were a god
But now we see yr just like us
Only bigger and clumsy
Dropping giant crumbs on us
Chorus
Falling out of the sky
Nothing special, just a guy
A disorganized, oversized man
No help at all, never had a plan
Chorus
Fanaticism
I'm so through with fanaticism
I was obsessed with Syd, but I don't want to visit him
I love They Might Be Giants, but I woudn't threaten them
I have better things to do
I have my own life to write
But don't get me wrong
I'll still listen to yr songs
They're Coming, They're Already Here!
The human race will one day be extinct
Like all other forms of life on Earth
So do what you can to leave yr mark
Write a song for them to listen to
Paint a picture for them to look at
Design a building for them to study
The superior ones above us
Who created us, but we failed
So it's back to the drawing board to start over
We destroyed everything, including ourselves
Nature was imbalanced
We couldn't access the whole of our brain
Left and right failed to form an alliance
Black or white, we never stood a chance
They're coming, they're already here
Observing how one learns to live in fear
Of a neighbor, of a brother, of themselves
We have no one to blame, but...
THEM! Shoot 'em down!
Aliens! Shoot 'em down!
E.T.! Shoot him down!
The Grays! Shoot 'em down!
We must learn their secrets and insure our survival!
Grab yr gun, it's time for The Arrival!