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 Work The Dumb Oracle » Lyrics [+ Cuir +] |
1. _ Highway Song
Everybody knows a highway song
Sing it with me people |
2. _ Mr. Smith
Can i get a light from you, mr. smith?
And do you know where the party is?
I've been walking a blue streak all night long
And i'm tired of looking for a place to piss
Can you tell me about yourself, mr. smith?
Yeah, me, you can read like an open book
I don't hide myself like some other people do
When there's gristle in the meat, i just swallow and chew
Chorus:
Pleased to meet you, mr. smith,
(and) do you know where the party is?
Pleased to meet you, mr. smith,
(and) do you know where the party is?
Cast your eyes around, mr. smith
Do you see that dog lying in the road?
Coughin' up stuff from a pigeon that died
Hit an eighteen wheeler on the 405
Chorus repeat
Do you know this neighborhood, mr. smith?
Used to be someplace, sometime, somewhere
People built it up from the dirt and dust,
Loanin' out money from an eastern trust
Chorus repeat x2
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3. _ Triangle Head
Now, south of drag-strip hollow
Right past deadman's curve
There's a message in a bottle
It's a scandal, have you heard
Now, the bishop's wife just closed the door
The birds don't fly there anymore
And the whole town is talking
The whole town is talking
Triangle head
He sets a big steel trap
He'll find you out with a secret map
He's a phantom spook and he drinks pink champagne
He lives at the end of a cul-de-sac
He got a crossbow with a hairpin sight
Targets change from night to night
So when you hit his big blockade
Into his muddy water you will wade
They call him triangle head
He got three ways to go
One's just past the hairpin turn
The rest are down below
Triangle head
He's got a wide-brim hat |
4. _ Bel Air Blues
Runnin' down a purple shallow, goin' down somewhere
Goin' down the alleyway, lookin' for a dead dog with a custard pie
I am looking for a dildo in the sky
And if i find it soon, i think i'll call the menendez boys
Chorus:
Think i'll call the menendez boys
Turnin' on the tv set |
5. _ Old Bent Coin
Sometimes i feel like an old bent coin
Comin' on down the road
I'm just a face in the crowd, stuck in the cheap seats
Waitin' for lady luck to show
Dealer! dealer! deal me a hand
Not like the one you just threw
I'm goin' down to my last dollar tonight
And if you make me a winner, i'll split it with you
I'll split it with you
And i'm torn like a sail on a ship
Caught in low tide
And i'm waitin' for a card that'll tell me
Let it ride
Let it ride
Let it ride
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6. _ My Exclusive Sex Club
Kind ladies and good gentlemen
You've thrown your dollar down
Walk in and please experience
Feel free to stroll around
We take it to the limit
The competition's fierce
Big judy at the table here
Will help you with your pierce
Chorus:
And when it's done,
Jack will show you to the door |
7. _ Hell In A Handbasket
I think we're all going to hell in a handbasket. x9
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8. _ Time Wave Zero
Low vibration of the human skull
Clean the cobwebs from my head
Twisted ribbon of my dna
It's like the spaceman said
A million miles from reality, that's where
« the line will form a hero »
Where dimensions sleep and dreams collide
Chorus:
Take us all down in time wave zero
Time wave zero
Time wave zero
Time wave zero
The end of history today
« see the ships spinnin' round the phone
Braniac trust in a garden of goons »
I'm feelin' dizzy like i lost my way
Take me now to the planet of gray
Planet of gray
Please be « solid (sorry?) » |
9. _ Big American Problem
Chorus:
I've got a big american problem
Somethin' that i cannot solve by myself
I've got a big american problem
Somethin' that i need some help from the shelf
Way down in somalia
Where the starving children play
Where our soldiers are sittin' around
Wonderin' just what to do with the day
There are many people in the hills
And the hills have eyes
There is someone that waits for me
Like a spider waits for a fly
Chorus:
I've got a big american problem
Somethin' that i cannot solve by myself
I've got a big american problem
Somethin' that i better take off the shelf
In sarajevo, there's lots of people standin'
Standin' there in the street, waitin' for you
Someone's comin' down to give them the answers
« and if they'd know just what they don't want to do »
Chorus:
I've got a big american problem
Somethin' that i cannot solve by myself
I've got a big american problem
« we'd better take that book from the shelf »
Have you got a big american problem too?
Somethin' that you cannot solve by yourself
Have you got a big american problem too?
Somethin' that you cannot solve by yourself?
I've got a big american problem (x4)
A problem! problem! problem! a problem! a problem!
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10. _ Back Towards Diamond Bar
A yellow moon hung low in the sky
The snake will crawl, the raven fly
And guilty hands will grip the wheel
Keep on the road, no skid or peel
And then i drove right down the road
I saw myself in a cloud of dust
I wanna drive, i wanna drive
With a trunkload of sin
I don't know the mess i'm in
The mess i'm in
I wanna fly high in the sky
Look right into the red bird's eye
I'm goin' east, i'm flyin' west
North and south |
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