Some kind of liver chopped Some kind of ice cream that you dropped a number in your phone some kind of bloody vulture bone I feel for you I really do my other feet are in your shoes now I'm the girl you'd hoped I'd be but when I talk you down you won't want me I'm here to help I really am but don't pretend I'm not a man a eunuch in a burlap sack some kind of virtue that you lack I'm not your Dictaphone I'm not the up that you will throw how do you feel let's make a deal you've got the boat the cash the wheels and yet you chose door number three I'm not at all surprised that you called me I'm glad to help again I am because I want to be your man

Undo the evil spell That has me sweating in my sleep Stop telling everyone All of the secrets that I keep Who drove the pins deep in My little voodoo doll? I know you are up to Not any good at all Hold my head to the flames Make me remove my woolen cap Twist my spine all around Until you’ve made me a hunchback Who drove the pins deep in My little voodoo doll? I know you are up to Not any good at all My skin of cloth and thread The better to manipulate The vice around my head To squeeze my brains into a paste Who drove the pins deep in My little voodoo doll? I know you are up to Not any good at all Tie my legs up in knots So that I’m sitting Indian style Then place me on the tracks And make me wait there for a while Who drove the pins deep in My little voodoo doll? I know you are up to Not any good at all Finally bury me Under the flowers in your bed And leave me there for weeks Until my friends all think I’m dead Who drove the pins deep in My little voodoo doll? I know you are up to Not any good at all

Iron your ‘xedo and hop into bed When you hope for the hopeless At least look your best And get some sleep if you can Get some sleep if you can Suitable sleepwear They can’t make enough To convince me I’m dreaming In a sarcophagus And get some sleep if you can Get some sleep if you can You’d like to think I’ve lost sleep over you And I’d like to say I haven’t Sticky bed sheet Spider web feet Upstairs downstairs with his nightgown on Perpetual headache I stay up late Perpetual headache There’s an orchestra playing Moonglow by request For the fiftieth time and I have to object So I can sleep if I can So I can sleep if I can One for the money two for the show I’m a scheduled implosion And God only knows If I’ll sleep ever again If I’ll sleep ever again Outside the window there’s a belt That’s holding up the pants of One of everybody’s favorites Connect the dots just like the ancients did Clapping my hands and stomping my feet I’m a big stupid baby with sharp little teeth Screaming “sleep if you can!” Screaming “sleep if you can!” Tonight I’m seeing stars and I think This time I’ve gone and done it Throbbing head Ants in the bed Counting down 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

No one should have to be A stranger in their own skin Nor play the walk-on role In lives their friends are starring in This is a human game, so first make sure that you are one of those People are made for people I did not make the rules Some people fit together like puzzle pieces And some have to use Blunt instruments to fly into a temporary fit And I can't can't can't get used to it These hands are lion's hands And I've got a lion's tail And I'm walkin all around Inside my padded lion cell And wouldn't it be nice to pick the kids up from their mom's and bring em here On this fine afternoon? See me walk all around Take pleasure in my presence Delight in this rare treat you found But when you leave I'm still a lion walking all around And I can't can't can't get used to it If I fell in my apartment Would it even make a sound? Would I hear the upstairs neighbor Shout that I should keep the noise down? This is a lion thing, so don't come round or you could lose your head And that's not something that comes back No matter how you try it Cause no mind that gets out of its head Would come back in its right it And things that never happen never ever will because they Can't can't can't

Muddy Wendy Once a Bottlecappa Kappa Pi I was underwhelmed Until I saw her with her guy friend Eating fudge from the jar like she was starving Making out in her car while she was driving I was underwhelmed Til I had her for myself Muddy Wendy gets clean before she Goes to bed in the evening, but Wendy gets muddy in between getting clean And going to bed in the e-vuh-ning Wendy grabbing my arm Dragging me to every show Wendy double shot of whiskey Me a cup o' joe With the Hindenburg tattooed on her lower back And some kind of steam punk motif above her rack Every time her bell rings An angel gets a nosebleed Muddy Wendy gets clean before she Goes to bed in the evening, but Wendy gets muddy in between getting clean And going to bed in the e-vuh-ning Wendy gets around And around And around W the wondering If she likes me at all E-N-D the ending That her Xs all foretold of Y the question I ask when I look back on you ? cuz it amplifies the W I was overwhelmed Til I lost her for myself Muddy Wendy gets clean before she Goes to bed in the evening, but Wendy gets muddy in between getting clean And going to bed in the e-vuh-ning

in moments of doubt pick a direction heels to the ground the lights at the top are still on don’t put off today what you can do until tomorrow turn off your screens the lights at the top are still on on top of the world for ten or fifteen until you were caught and then asked to leave With a coat like a ticket walk in like the owner head back to the lift go up to where the lights are still on you have no ID and youre not on the short list so keep your eyes to the ground the lights in this room are still on

Who put my footprints In the stone? Where did I come from? Where did I go? Who put the armor On my spine? I read your diary It reads like mine Three cheers for the hideous display! A monument to formal decay! In a layer of night and a layer of day They'll have a weird new word for us to say Who built the off-ramp Over my grave? I bought a road map At the Stop-N-Sav The ground is loose here Where the antelope play We're digging for home now And I know the way Uh, hey Three cheers for the hideous display! A monument to formal decay! In a layer of night and a layer of day They'll have a weird new word for us to say

Not so many years ago People spun in circles Slowly turning as if inside antique music boxes Or in space Spiders hanging from the walls Watched as all the stupid humans called Each other on their telephones to brag about their This-n-thats But several million years before You and I were dinosaurs Earthquake makers on some fire belching blemish Hung in space Glorious beasts with lofty dreams of Spilling blood and infinite supremacy Erased with white correction tape by chimps In ties-n-hats The dinosaur was god Until the big cosmic surprise That sent firestorms from heaven And from hell, free enterprise But the dinosaur came back, yeah The dinosaur came back, yeah The dinosaur came back to claim his prize. Now there's dinosaurs in fleets Above your homes and in your streets Stalking children in the park, Taking bread from the elderly And a dinosaur won't quit, no A dinosaur won't quit, no A dinosaur won't quit until he flies away from here for good. So wear your hats and spill your blood And stomp around all day Keep your loveless legislation Advertise your wicked ways But make sure you're fiscally fit Because again the fuse is lit And when you go, a dinosaur will rise out yer ashes.

Don't break my baby's arms I need those lovin' arms to hold me up to make me speak when I fall off her knee and the audience starts to leave Like a fish crawling out of the sea and hiding from the maker under fingery trees I'll know my role inherently when my baby's arms are wrapped around me Don't break my baby's arms and also spare the heart that pumps the blood into the lungs that flood and bloom like we did when we were young Like a fish crawling out of the waves and trading in its scales for a trim and a shave I'll blow the role I was to play when I'm in my baby's arms all day I forgive her for the time she tried to get inside my head and she told all of her friends she thought my career was dead I called her "baby" but I haven't lately And I forgive her for the time that she fed me all her beer and then I said things that neither of us ever need to hear She called me "baby" but she hasn't lately Don't break my baby's arms and also spare the heart that spoils the child that I can be when I throw up my hands at the idiots on TV Drag me screaming back to the sea My baby's are the arms that are anchors on me But I'd rather sink than see those waves take me from my baby's arms today.

Shut me up tight inside my room Take my belt and shoelaces from me Hear the plumbing inside the walls singing their hollow melody Seat belt is securely fastened now Stewardess one more drink for me Turn the knob and hear the stuffy air sing its hollow melody I used to remember everything I had names for all her teeth I'm trying to recall our song but all I hear is a hollow melody Waiting for the ransom to arrive underneath the flood lights in the street It seems they're trying to tell me something but all I hear is a hollow melody As far away as my poor feet could run Making my new home inside a tree The wind is breathing through the leaves and it sounds to me like a hollow melody I used to remember everything Now that tandem bike's for sale I'm trying to recall our song but All I hear is a hollow melody First it was innocuous Then it was mysterious Now it's ubiquitous and it's all I know Everybody shouting everything Pious people spitting when they speak Now your tongue's in a sling and you sound to me like a hollow melody Fighting words, pull quotes, punditry Black and white and red all over me Can't believe a single thing cause you sound to me like a hollow melody

I am a shell of my former self I am a shell of my former shell I am the ghost of the husk that I was yesterday I am that man in the photograph reading his own epitaph I never know if I'm dead or doin' OK You can sleep for days and hide yourself from the scene You can smoke a J with Socrates if that's your thing If you want to speak with management just ring the bell Enjoy your life in Hell! I was a hat in a former life I would go back at the drop of me and see the world from a salesman's head again But now I'm here wedged between these rocks feelin' the flames lick my thermal socks and a three-headed dog brings the paper in everyday People with their noise and lights might really scare you but you can talk on couches you can scream your prayers you can take as many pills it takes to make you feel well Enjoy your life in Hell! I was in love with a brown-haired girl I sent her poems from the underworld with little hearts where the dots of the "i"s should be I played her voice in my brain like a song from a tape I'd make my hands feel her hands feel her face on my face She's real for sure but before she was more real to me You can think of Sarah but you can't embrace her You can scrub your memories of her with a pink eraser You can disinfect your life of all the love that you felt Enjoy your life in Hell! Third circle Second circle Outer circle Your floor, sir. So now I'm back in my bed asleep Feelin' the drugs in my brain at work And when I wake she'll be sleeping there next to me You might take forever You might bide your time And you might write the memoirs of your crowded mind You might sing the blues forever - only time will tell So enjoy your life in Hell Yes, enjoy your life in Hell! You better enjoy your life