Three's Company
Chous: Saw you in sodomy
Sawed-off shotgun
Three's company
Always knew there was a monster inside
Now that I've found him
You better hide
Chorus
Storing dirty secrets in the back of yr head
Did you think I wouldn't notice his stench in our bed?
Chorus
You've committed an unforgiveable crime
Thought you were clever, you'll pay this time
Chorus
An eye for an eye, I know revenge is a sin
Oh the state of mind you put me in
Chorus
When I'm through with you, I'll take care of me
Neither of us deserves mercy
For plodding through life without a clue
Of the demons inside, and what they cause you to do
You, the adulteress
I, the killer
I always knew we belonged together
Blind in darkness for eternity
That's a lover's destiny
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
Jon Brion
Order a Bass, a plane crashed
Into the intersection of Fairfax
And Melrose and I sank in to my seat
It's been too long since we've seen one another
And it's good see yr shadow on the wall
The sound of yr voice tells me you haven't changed at all
The guitars are still shining
Your face is clear and bright
How about a little Big Star tonight?
Lindsay, Susan, and Mark are standing out in the cold
Reading novels, talking, chewing gum, and growing old
I missed you Jon Brion
Those Fridays apart, Baby, I was cryin'
Pour me another Guinness
Largo, yr my only mistress
The bartenders name is Ellen
And she does a wonderful job
Then there's the cheery, happy man in black
Jon Brion's assistant, Bobb
Jon Brion needs an assistant!
He's a very important man
He's better than you
And he used to date Aimee Mann
We could learn so much from Jon Brion
I'd suggest that he run for president
But then I'd be blamed for trying to take him away
From those who made him a Largo resident
I missed you Hollywood
I missed you Hasidic Jew
Bad pizza and the homeless
I wonder if you missed me, too
Ocean Of Dissonance
I can feel the blood inside my teeth
Global screams pour from my skin
I'm breaking the rules of attraction
Inject me with the nausea you store within
Your self-righteous semiconductor soul
An ocean of dissonance
Angel out of control
I heard The Devil is officially a citizen of The United States
Saw him on Sunset with a briefcase and cellphone
I think he sells real estate
Don't dine with The Devil
He overcooks everything
Don't sell yr soul for so cheap
Throw away yr wedding ring
It won't save you from drowning
In an ocean of human derailment
We're all scrounging
I thought you were smarter than that
Loyal, obsessive, and stronger than I
But you failed to recognize the fact
One day we're all gonna dive
Headfirst in to the ocean and love it
Developing gills, ignoring the land
And Damning the sky above it!
The Whole Town Thinks That I Am The Devil
Can I touch you like I play a guitar
Clumsily and awkward
I can be taught anything
Even how to talk backward
(backward voice saying "I am the anti-christ")
Yes, I like yr smile
But you'll never get my goose
Take a gander at this
How her lips were so loose
That the whole town thinks that I am The Devil
The whole town thinks that I am The Devil
But can I watch you when you talk
Can I listen to you while you sleep
Now that yr lips have finally sunk me
I am yours to keep
Your eyes shine like mercury
But you'll never open them again
You'll no longer poison me
Loose lips will cease to condemn
She was a beauty, but I had to stop the mud
And the slop that her mouth was creating
For me to be dragged through
To make the whole town think that I was The Devil
The whole town thought that I was The Devil
And maybe they were right
For now the filicker of a candle
Is my only company to the end
No eyes to talk to, no lips to respond
A guitar is hardly a friend
The Whole Town Thinks That I Am The Devil, And I Am
The Whole Town Thinks That I Am The Devil, And I Am
I don't wear clothes, because my closet is filled with skeletons
I eat meat, drink beer and sin
I play guitar, watch porn--I must be Satan
The Devil inside, The Devil inside
Every single one of us is trying to hide
But not I, come on in
And watch evil at work
Writing my demonic words, oooh, in the darkness I lurk
Listening to Barrett, Oh, I must be possessed
I am innocent, really, I am blessed
The Whole Town Thinks That I Am The Devil, And I Am
Why try to fight it any longer
Go ahead and fear me
It'll only make me stronger
Til I began to believe yr paranoia myself
I know I'm not an angel
But I'm pretty sure I'm not from Hell
The Devil inside, The Devil inside
Every single one of us is trying to hide
Epilectric
I used to be able to sing
But now I'm trying too hard to please
I'm shaken by the looks she gives me
And I can't concentrate on the notes
When she's near me
Sparks fly and I can't take it
She's too alive for this dying boy
Too fast, too real for my little world
Maybe I should look for another girl
Who won't drive me to the edges of ecstacy
Who's numb and enclosed like me
She jolts my mind and body into the red
Needles on my skin just before the shock
Every time is the first time that I bled
Her magic needle stops all clocks
Time stands still and I don't care
There's no one else I'd rather share
This buzzing with for eternity
Dead or alive, she sets me free
Guitar Harmonica Piano
Everyone is on a different level of consciousness
Stop and go--wait, let me catch up to you
You want to hear a guitar
I want to hear a piano
A harmonica will connect the two
If a parent is absent
God will hold yr hand
And help you across the street
It's a busy intersection
Will our instruments ever meet?
I Want Nuclear War For Me, But Not You
Wasted all of it for a quiet place to lay down and die
I hope yr able to forget me and move on with yr life
It's rushing up on me, but yr still young, you've got a lot to do
I want nuclear war for me, but not you
So much love to be spread
Books to be read, skills to be learned
You're taking yr first steps
While I'm just waiting for the burn
Yr fathers raped the same world you will save
Millions took what hundreds gave
Non-committal generations on a fence
Our destruction is yr only chance
To grow and start an evolution
The end of ignorance is the only solution
I want nuclear war for me, but not you
The finger on the button knows that it's true
The fathers have forgotten about their children
And the mothers haven't got a clue
Bow to the bomb of resurrection
A new beginning and a needed correction
To the mistakes well reported on the news
This is the world that you were born in to
The same one that I now leave behind
I know you'll make it better without us here to corrupt yr mind
Better Than Love
I'm not very friendly, I'm out of my mind
Don't have many friends, because I'm not very kind
But I have one thing, and I think you'll agree
It's better than love, because I feel like a king
When I'm smoking banana peels
Like licking electric eels
Nothing else makes you feel so real
As smoking banana peels
Interesting things can happen when yr high
Just let the smoke get in yr eyes
And you will see that:
I am spongey
You are liquid
We've got the goods to drive out the wicked
I don't know where I am tonight
In the ceiling, I found a wormhole
The universe is a murky fishbowl
The stars are lost connections in yr mind
Dreaming of a world of widows
Waking up to fresh blood on yr pillow
You got what you want, but yr still alive
Scratching at the door of perception
Turn around, that's the wrong direction
Yr not ready to see the other side
Lost in space
Put on yr other face
The one that lies to hide
The one that stays inside
You used to sing so beautifully
Before the banana peel smoking degree
Skin turning yellow and afraid of monkeys
I pray you flunk out of the college for junkies
It's Time To Explore
I'm killing the artist, because the artist feels
And I don't want to do that anymore
It's time to explore...
I put my head in a vice
To wrench you out of my mind
I broke the speed limit to leave you behind
It's time to explore
Because I know there is more
Than the false pride you supplied
When at my side
That ego's now swept away with the tide
That I'm riding to new horizons
If you want to transcend
I can help you begin
Do nothing at all
A U.F.O. can take you for a ride
But they won't drop you off at Heaven when you die
(repeat last 2 verses while chanting "Hare Krsna...")
Bowling For Hollers
Bowling's a sin
Those poor little pins
Instead, stick yr fingers somewhere else
On Saturday nights
I fall down so easily
My balls are light and lopsided
I end up in the gutter
When I search for another
I end up in the gutter
When I search for another
Gloved hand to fill my void
You've got love to spare
I'll do the splits if yr willing to share
Bowling's a sin
Those poor little pins
Put yr fingers somewhere else
On S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y Nights!
Also Sprach Ben
I used to be what I am
And now I'm what I used to be
Broken Heart, Super Glue
It's just another broken heart
It won't do you any good
To cry about it, though you probably should
Be thankful that after all of the drugs
You used to get over the pain
It's still beating blood, so you can break it all over again
We're easily repaired
Just some Nyquil and some glue
A week in bed and I'll be over you
People go insane trying to be happy all of the time
But in this day and age, if yr happy
You've already lost yr mind
Sadness follows you
I'ts in yr DNA
You became impossible to love
That's why I'm sad today
We're all living a lie
Why else are we still alive?
We're all living a lie
Why else are we still alive?
We're all living a lie
Why else are we still alive?
Sadness follows me
It's in my DNA
I've become impossible to love
That's why you went away
We're easily repaired
Just some booze and a little sleep
A new job, a new home and you'll be over me
Before We Crossed Over The Line
When I hear yr voice now
It's like an echo from another time
When we weren't so comfortable together
Before we crossed over the line
I should've gotten ABS brakes
Should've paid attention to the signs
We could've at least adjusted our seatbelts
Before we crossed over the line
No Noose Is Good Noose
Don't leave me hanging
You think you'll be setting yourself free
But I'll be alone for eternity
Can't you see that there's nothing out there now
And stay?
We'll both come back some day
Let's make sure we leave together
When we come back we'll be the same age
Why explore the cosmos?
Why exist on another plane?
Come back to Earth
That's where you used to keep yr things
Whatever form you take, I'll find you
I don't need a body to define you
Male or female, blonde or brunette
I know the blueprint to yr soul and I'll never forget
Can't you see that there's nothing out there now
And stay?
We'll both come back some day
Let's make sure we leave together
When we come back we'll be the same age
Everybody wants to die
I can understand why it hurts
But I'm not ready to say goodbye
(repeat last verse ad nauseum, building
and building volume, then cut off suddenly)
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Maybe I should buy that guitar in the window
THAT'S WHEN EVERYTHING WENT WRONG!
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LIFE?!
She's kinda cute. Maybe I should ask her out
THAT'S WHEN EVERYTHING WENT WRONG!
WHY DID YOU COME IN TO MY LIFE?!
Maybe I should buy a gun
Finally some rest
Where have you been all my life?
Mushroom Farm
Don't fuck yr friends, you just might need them
To grow a mushroom farm in Sweden
Don't take advantage of a person
Who could send them to you, so you could eat them
6-8 weeks everything will be glowing
It takes a million mushrooms to make me forget
What you remind me of
On a mushroom farm
Psilocybin does no harm (repeat)
173. Another Octopus
Cursed with a big brain
They illegalize access to
Can't communicate
Wish I was an octopus, that'd satiate
There are 8 things I want to do
And now I can
Messages I couldn't send as a man
In an ocean of information and ideas
I can surf on a wave and disappear
The ink I dispense is whited out with lies
A school of fish, how many of them are spies?
It's a whale of a task
To complete yr mission before you die
(repeat)
I have to relax
I don't know why
I have to relearn, little by little, how to love
(repeat)
Trippy Long Stalkings
In she walked and I followed to the grave
My life was the one thing she couldn't save
My thoughts were collected on paper, on tape
In nights when there was no escape
It's time to give up yr guitar
It's time to give up the girl
Throw away yr security blanket
Be brave, it's a new world
A beam of light has no use for CDs
Can't drink or smoke, knows nothing of disease
But love emanates from a million stars
And there's some bitchin' sights on Mars!
Follow me in to the grave
Yr soul is the only thing left to be saved
The age of amnesia will soon end
Our memories are what existence depends
Fight Club
Let's all go to the movies now
This book sucks
And I just wanna make out
Songs 4 Sale
I'm writing songs that I can sell over the internet
I'm writing songs that I can sell over the internet
You can buy my songs over the internet
You can buy my songs over the internet
Log on to my website, so you can purchase
A CD full of songs I recorded while...
"Hi" to me you send to kennethjr@earthlink.net
Help me make a living with the internet!
Send me some money, I'll send you a song
Free shipping and handling, how can you go wrong?
No, I'm not Jandek
Or even Syd Barrett
Just selling some songs over the internet!
I'm writing songs that I can sell over the internet
I'm writing songs that I can sell over the internet
You can buy my songs over the inetrnet
You can buy my songs over the inetrnet
Dial-up, DSL, cable
Visit my website when you are able
Now!...........Mouse!.........Modem!.........Delouse!
Click!..........Window!.......Pop-up!...........Domain!
Cash!...........Check!.........Money!............Order!
Close!.........Shut Down!
I shutemdown shutemdown...shutemshutemdown...I shutemdown...
To Each His Own
Nobody thinks like my friend
And he thinks that I'm great
My life will start when it ends
And it won't begin too late
Opinions are assholes
I got lots of them
I'm full of shit
And so are my friends
You may not like my songs
If yr right, I'm wrong
Left Behind
I've already written my autobiography in every song about you
If my existence is ever in question, you will be the proof
That I lived
I loved
I tried when pushed came to shoved
The poison that ended me is on the tip of yr tongue
The ladder to yr heart was sawed at every rung
But I kept climbing
Anticipating goodbye to all
Another six feet after the fall
I hope I forget this life when I come back and start anew
Don't hunt me and I won't haunt you
Memories are too painful, it's easier to be blind
The future will always be bright compared to what's left behind
Love Makes You Stupid
The low acoustic rumble
Of love in yr chest
It's not a stroke
It's not a cardiac arrest
The hand of malignancy
Is massaging yr brain
Cells evaporating
Like summer rain
Love makes you stupid
Love makes you dumb
Some can't comprehend
The attraction to scum
I can
I don't want to excel
I understand that consciousness is Hell
Fairwell
Pants Get Ruined
I'm not a visionary
Can't see through time
But they use me
The other beings inside
My harmonica is plastic
Caffeine makes me spastic
My friends are all dwarves
Drunk on moonshine
My strings are all bent
Like the thoughts that I lent
To ex-girlfriends
Who ended up in jail
I live upstairs or I'd dig to China
Only two escapes--one's a vagina
One is incision, both a bloody mess
Pants get ruined, better wear a dress
They use my feelings
My good intentions
I'm a portal
They have a party and go
Amanitas are not yr friends
They don't care
They're not here to help
They won't join Friendster
They won't return emails
They'll laugh at you while you sleep
You know a band is special
You know a band is special
You know a band is special
You know a band is special
When you can't tell if the album
should be played at 33 1/3 or 45 rpm
Microscopic Subtleties
The microscopic subtleties of feet
It's like a microcosm: my heartbeat
The microscopic subtleties of feet
It's like a microcosm: my heartbeat
Walking thru the exit of a revolving door
It's a slap in the face
It's like being born
The microscopic subtleties are always there
On the face of a lover contesting a stare
A tiny grain of sand in a world of beaches
Nobody listens when everyone preaches
There's nothing subtle about an elephant's feet
Stomping towards you, this is the beat
Get a better microscope
Learn to see
Magnify the past
Who you used to be
Get a stronger teloscope
Turn it on yrself
Let them watch
Introduce the elf
Brain Attack
Observing planet Earth
I get a brain attack
Brain Attack!
Yahoo search
Too much
Brain Attack!
Everyone's attached to a machine
Cellphone, pager, computer screen
Everyone's attached to a machine
Cellphone, pager, computer screen
Too much
Brain Attack!
The earth spins too quick
I can't get a grip
And it makes me sick
So to my space ship
The earth spins too quick
I can't get a grip
And it makes me sick
So to my space ship
I return
Gary Wilson
The taste of yr mouth
Make-up and skin
I occupy a better body
Than I used to be in
No longer accident prone
And better check bones, to boot
I got my sunglasses on
And a new plastic suit
So won't you make out with me? (Make Out Yeah!)
The situation's win-win
The name is Gary
It used to be Ken
Gary Wilson (No sick trip)
Gary Wilson (He's so hip)
Gary Wilson (No sick trip)
Gary Wilson (He's so hip)
Yahtzee pair of dice
Eden paradise
Steer clear of snake eyes
Dodge falling rice
A million bouquets
Thown in to the air
Can fall to the ground
And I wouldn't care
Or tossed top my coffin
'Cause I'd rather be buried
I'll never be tied down
I'll never get married
I'll be like...
Gary Wilson
Gary Wilson
Gary Wilson
Gary Wilson.......
Mad Cow Disease
mumble mumble muscle squirm
mumble mumble muscle squirm
aging, glass emptying
graying, grass swallowing
magic has no place in the modern world
shaman, put yr potions away
no time to meditate, free trial offer
$1/mth, free girls in yr mailbox
don't make me feel like napolean
it's not my nature
so feeble, angry, small in stature
immature and premature
insecure and caustic
Holy wars Holy shit
Yr making me agnostic
When you think you've got it right
You know yr wrong
When you think you've got it right
You know yr wrong
Mad Cow Disease
Should've ordered a salad
I deserve this malady
mumble mumble ring worm
mumble mumble mind squirm
not a word, just murmur
minor murmur, mind squirmer
Is paradise lost a missed opportunity
never to be regained?
The new natural resource
will come from a human
When all meat becomes tainted, watch out!
Robert, yr the special tonite
The future's no longer in doubt
It's food for thought, mobsters!
The arbitrary entertainment factor
We're all our own cameras
Our own directors
Our own actors
We all do our own stunts
Don't you know life's manufactured?
Oompa Loompa Doopadeedo
All of my songs are puzzles for you
If you listen, you will go far
I'm much more than simply bizarre
Everybody reminds me of somebody, somebody
'Cause everybody has been somebody before
Everybody reminds me of somebody, somebody
All of us have been so many somebody's before
I'm almost there
Yr world will soon be destroyed
Sight is easily stilled
But sound fills the void
