written and produced by giuseppe andrews. performed by giuseppe and ed. additional vocals on zoey's by mary. additional vocals on me for you all by ed.

SALON: i'm sitting in salon,on california street,the magazines and songs would run if
they had feet,a thrift shop chandelier is lighting t.v. talk,they know that i am here or
else i'd have to walk,i'm gonna get washed,i'm gonna get cut and charged steep,i'm gonna
get fluffed,i better get tough or i'll freak,i'm sitting in salon,the barber is a blonde,i got
a joke for her that she will take all wrong,they're taking me upstairs,a complimentary
massage for my dry scalp,a smoker's balcony.

THE METER: down main street i go,dad meets me for pho,says the agent called,break-
down's on the wall,i ask after this can we go and get a couple records he stands,he forgot to pay the meter,while he's gone the pho arrives his gets cold,he will be pissed off,he will stomp and scoff,how long could he be? car's right down the street,some blunder occured,wait...main street don't have any meters! dad did not come back,i got stuck with check,put it on the card,went looking for car,it was not on main mabye he parked ways, away cause of parade,but why'd he say he didn't pay the meter?

AT THE BEACH: seaweed flies meet wine snobs,beer slobs,bikes rent,waves vent,piers fish,lifeguard trucks crush heads,i'm at the beach,i'm at the beach,i'm at the beach,i got a machiene full of all my cds,buskers rip clams,tweekers hold rabid squirrels in hand...
(repeat chorus)...(surfer talk) "hey dude,we finally got some narley waves,after we shred for a few hours let's go hit Tony's for a slice,sit out on the patio and scope the trim,man
we haven't had surf in two months,yeah bro's before ho's,damn right,hey check this new wetsuit out man,it's got a built-in rashguard,ah man,the sun just went behind a cloud,i gotta paddle out and take a piss and warm up,later"....i took a nap down in the soft white sand,i dreamt of angels blowing bubbles,i woke up in the early evening sounds,dates talking bout their childhood in turtlenecks.

INDIAN RESTAURANT: (instrumental)

ZOEY'S (NIGHT COFFEE) that was my gal,she is a stewerdess with asma,i met her when i flew to spain to run with vicious bulls,she is in town,she's gonna take a real quick shower,i told her not to hurry cause i haven't had desert and i'm just crazy bout' this place's rice pudding and she said,"meet me at zoey's for a cup of night coffee,we can listen to the local band blow their saxaphone,meet me at zoey's for a cup of night coffee,you know it ain't no fun to drink caffiene this late alone" walked through the door,there was a jazz
group gettin' funky,i looked around for anna but she hadn't shown up yet,i ordered large jo and took a seat out on the terrace,there was a couple making out i got aroused and took it out and was escorted out the door by the cops i'm so embarrased,(repeat chorus) "hi Otis,it's Anna,i'll be there in about 20 minutes"....(repeat chorus)

JAIL: well here i am in jail with a wolfman taking dumps,it stinks to high heaven cause he doesn't ever flush,i'm thinkin of my gal and why i whipped it out,the wolfman starts to pray,he's saying it out loud,good god,"let me get out of here,really soon,protect my rear,i never will get drunk again,i just turned 65 yesterday and i've learned my lesson,i swear....
well here i am in jail with a bed breaking my back,i'd like to crush that bum's harmonica but that would not (repeat chorus) i just turned 65 yesterday and i'm cross-addicted...
(repeat first verse)

BREAKFAST (ANIMALS) : i got out of jail at dawn and went to grab some breakfast at my favorite joint called "busy bee",i ordered up some eggs and meat but when it came my heart broke,for the first time i saw this was crazy,it's so sad how the breakfast spot serves animals,i feel bad how my breakfast is all animals,i ate it all anyway and vomit on the counter,had no time to make it to the bathroom,i just couldn't keep it down the guy next to me chuckled he said he was down with jesus candles (repeat chorus)

HOOKER: when i left "the bee" my bone told me i should go get us a hooker from the park across the street,hookers can be found there easily,some are steep and some are really cheap,that's the kind that you should get for you and...when i got her in the park bathroom,she pulled a badge,BUSTED! hooker from the park across the street is a cop it's back to jail for me,the wolfman was still there takin' dumps,told what happened he called me a stupid chump.

CHURCH: i did my time,then i went to church,the perfect place for a lost bird to perch,i said a prayer for you and me girl,i stopped in there to prove to the lord i was a new man in my heart,up in the pew i made a new start (repeat chorus)

BACK AT THE PAD (SMOOTH JAZZ): instrumental

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN DAD?: hey,where have you been dad? where have you been dad? i've been in space son,i've been in space son,who were you with dad? who were you with dad? i was with aliens,i was with aliens,what were they like dad? what were they like dad? they were like us son,they were like us son,why did it take long? why did it take long? i learned to write songs,i learned to write songs,i'd like to hear one,i'd like to hear one,
listen to this son,feel free to sing along.

ME FOR YOU ALL: please pardon me for askin' ain't i seen you all before? now it ain't much i'm askin' i only want you to recall...up on a rock in central park,down on a dirty street in
omaha i tried to show you some feelings,some real feelings for you,for all you ladies now,
i ain't much with women cause i can never remember their names,they find it hard to pin me and lord i've tasted that sweet pain,i've been a baby in their arms they didn't know i was in sanpacoo i tried to show them some feelings,some real feelings for you and for all you ladies now,remember chatanooga? i done the booga-wooger with a girl there,and then one day i saw her in my telescope playing a melodica,some people like to white the lightning,some people's lives are really frightening i tried to show them some feelings,
some real feelings for you,for all you ladies now (solo) not everybody seen things my way,
i blew a tire on the freeway i tried to find me a reason for being me....for you....all.