written and produced by giuseppe andrews. performed by giuseppe and ed. additonal vocals on bachelor party by mary
DEATH SCREAM: hear the guns fire all night long while a song plays sweet and low and you
can't sleep in your socks so you take them off but your feet get cold and you're 26 years
old just a baby in the scope of the time in this big universe my herbavore...hear a death
scream sting the air you never care you're deep in a dream so i put a movie on "in a year
with 13 moons" and watch the cows hanging in the slaughter house pouring blood,we turn
left and we turn right we keep turning through the night in our bedroom that's underneath a spider vent that's full of space and billions of spirits that await each one of
us once we let out our death scream.
LAROO: i kept payin' mama's late fees til' the mut inside my lime went ape,i just can't come down from my acid birth ride and i swim from soul to soul now in the pho-ga of the womb water,i don't think i'll let a floor thought destroy me any longer...i hear Jaco in the airport and i start to cry cause he's alive,when i hear Jaco in the airport get played on the air it takes my mind to heaven,to heaven,to heaven right now,to heaven,to heaven,
and all that it allows...oooh Laroo,we were watching "cacoon" in the motel room in our stolen hotel bathrobes,oooh Laroo,i was grooving with you,with Zevon on,i said,"this is California"...(repeat first verse and chorus)...oooh Laroo,i was trancing with you with Zevon on,i said,"this is California"...la,la,la,la,Laroo,la,la,la,la,la,la,Laroo.
BACHELOR PARTY: marco! polo! marco! polo! marco! polo! ready or not here i come! marco!
polo! marco! polo! marco! polo! bad move,jump,jump,jump,king me! they asked me if i wanted it for here or to go...i said,"i don't know,what do ya got?" they gave me tickets to a new television show...i said,"i can't go,tonight's my bacholer party" go fish! but i'm a vegetarian! go fish! but i'm a vegetarian! go fish! but i'm a vegetarian! rover red rover,let the "chach" come on over! go fish! but i'm a vegetarian! go fish! but i'm a vegetarian! go fish! but i'm a vegetarian! warmer,warmer...you found it,yay!!!! (repeat chorus)
PET SHOWS: i had to get the extra key,i had to pass my dad's t.v. and even though the sound was low,i couldn't help but hear some schmo,i took a look and man oh man,there was a dog wearing a hat,he had a hoop around his waist,i can't believe this place with...pet
shows,then we get down to payola radio,i wish that i knew what to tell you,i wish that i knew what to say to you my son,but you're on your own,i watched the dog catch tennis balls and then he made a cell phone call,he got a treat each time he did,i can't believe they
exist,pet shows,then we get down to payola radio,i wish that i knew what to tell you,i wish that i knew what to say to you my son,but i need to go on a beer run...have you ever watched a pet show? have you ever watched one long? have you ever watched a pet show and wondered where the world went wrong? (repeat first verse) i couldn't help but watch the pet....show.....we should submit our snake act next...we don't have nothing to lose but we don't have a stamp,our dog could be a big star after he licks his ass,got to hand it to the pet shows for televising reincarnation,honey! what else is on?!
TREMOR RIDES: when you're trapped inside a body,what are you supposed to do? cause everyday your foot's asleep when you want to walk the moon,and you wind up at the donut shop underneath a swordfish blue,where hobos read the newspaper then put them in their shoes and i think about the time when my spirit tried to hit the road and you came across me trapped inside a head bout' to explode and i know i should let it go in one ear lobe and out the other but all these lemon groves and psychic homes are such a pleasure in comparison to tremor rides and cries of lightening hawks that snatch you up and rock the blood your body rafts through changes,i'm crying up the hill these freeways spill my guts inside a burger bag,things can get sad and painful when you're trapped inside a body.
DOING YOGA ON DANCE FLOORS: dead pen brainstorms in sticker shops,a donut disease says it's tops,breezy i.d. inspection,bless your shawl sneeze poor grandma,circulation's what she wants,chopstick lessons ripped me off,in my sun hat rains will come,horsy radish sinus prob...we're doing yoga on dance floors together,i'm gettin' heavy,she's light as a feather,deal with internally pain situations with boat casino,lounge snake vacations,
Broomsville didn't sweep it up,left it lying now it's a dump,de-caf bone ache,turn it off,
candy cigarette kiddie cough,(repeat chorus)...paper cups of home brew leaking through,
this world's too good to be true.
BUSINESS DEAL: who's out there today lurking with emotions? abs are flexing in a window,abs are flexing for the camera,who's out there today? a junk-food teen in a plaza scene,abs are flexing in a window,abs are flexing for the camera,a man orders pizza
then hangs himself at a hotel my syphilis exactly,a man orders pizza then hangs himself in a big pair of dry-cleaned shorts snazzy...business deal,buy lunch for me,i've got the
munchies cause i smoked some weed with Vietnam Ron...who's out there today lurking with erections? bands are setting up for dinner crowds,bands are setting up for wine lovers,who's out there today lurking with emotions? (repeat chorus) who's out there today lurking with emotions? abs are flexing in a window,abs are flexing for the camera,
who's out there today? a junk-food teen in a plaza scene,abs are flexing in a window,abs are flexing for the camera,who's out there today lurking with erections? bands are setting up for dinner crowds,bands are setting up for wine lovers.
DIRTY WATER: bubblegum,on a shoe made out of cow,crazy bum,screams at walls the
wedding vows,in the dirty water,dirty water,of the drunken harbor,drunken harbor,caught
a fish & chips,dunked it in tarter,sauce is dirty water,dirty water,swim with me,who else
did you think i mean? broken sleep,i hear every trimmed tree peep (repeat chorus) two
angels sit on a rock and they talk all about where they been in a new dimension,two angels
sit on a rock and they talk all about where they been in a new dimension and they bottle up all the dead dirty water.
LOUISE: sweet old Louise,she's 90 and smart,her unicorn shelf made friends with my heart,the pictures of her in her younger days,she shows them to me,i try not to sneeze,
jolly real good time these hard concrete days,i just dream about living in space,on sidewalks everywhere there's something in your hair,it throws it's weight on you but to us it don't amount to much,i remember the days when we sold lemonade,the harder it was,
the looser the tongues,the wars were so long,the earth wasn't gone,the lions were still
fighting the men,Louise is making dumplings in her pots and pans,on her senior hands,the
life-line tells her plan,and the pay per view bikini's doing what they're told so she channel
surfs cause to her they don't amount to much these speed bumps break her back,with her sister who's nothing like her,hands her walkers with tennis balls have the insects finally takin' over? at her mobile home,on my mobile phone,i call her again,she sounds so alone,i bring her some tea,the gentle caffiene,she tells me again,that her name's Louise,jolly real good time these hard concrete years,outside the gate nothing but pain and fear,but here inside the park i'm healing up my heart,i threw my pain away cause to me it don't amount to a jolly real good time these hard concrete days,i just dream about where your spirit hangs,on sidewalks everywhere there's something in your hair it puts it weight on you but to us it don't amount to much,i just dream about all the peace you found Louise...she threw her pain away cause to her it don't amount to much.
GIRL ACROSS THE DRIVEWAY (SANDALS): the girl across the driveway's dancing,holding a new baby,her friend is at a table smoking while he folds his shirts,i'm in a recliner drinking coffee with a record,that i've heard a 100 times but still can't tell what they are saying on the chorus,wind is wrecking awnings while i watch the girl,chorus,wind is wrecking awn-
ings while i watch the girl and the guy across the driveway's makin' big deals out of nothin' he yells that she has made his life a living hell,she cries...just right then my love walks in and asks me if i'm ready to go out for lunch somewhere cause the chef has hit the beach...chorus,wind is wrecking awnings while i watch the girl,where's the chorus? wind is wrecking awnings while i watch the world...sandals you have offered an idea to me,
like a funny cat layin' where the cars get trashed i will take you up...sandals you have
offered an idea to me,like a funny cat layin' where the cars get trashed i will take you
up on that...across the driveway,i will take you up...the girl across the driveway's dancing,
holding a new baby,her friend is at a table smoking while he folds his shirts,i'm in a recliner drinking coffee with a record.
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