Eight hundred & thirteen mile car trip Eight hundred & thirteen mile car trip Four hundred and seventeen miles to go Three thousand trees Fourteen hundred
Four, three, two, one, go We all like to play in the band, uh huh We all like to play in the band, uh huh But the drummer is the heart of the band The
the entire universe man. Usually kind to smaller man, Universe man. He's got a watch with a minute hand, A millenium hand, and a cling-on hand. And when they
boy or girl would miss this Saturday's appearance of spiderman, down at the local county fair, unless of course, they're at home with their collections
Girl, why not take out the trash? And once you get him out Tell him not to come back again Girl, put that cat in the bin After what he said, after everything
It got so bad I quit my job Then I got a new job climbing the walls The deep end, the deep end People talk a lot but they don't know They pretend, they pretend They
There's a great big beautiful tomorrow Shining at the end of every day There's a great big beautiful tomorrow And tomorrow's just a dream away Man has
Driving our Econoline van (And no one's ever heard of our band) And no one's ever heard of our band We're the Mesopotamians Sargon, Hammurabi, Ashurbanipal and Gilgamesh Then they
in his head, this is what he said: Withered Hope, I'm in love with you, wanna live with you, Withered Hope! Are you gonna say to me, this can never be
Driving home from my met lab Realized something had changed Looked in the sky, saw with my eye The moon was following me Where's the shadow government
The known, the unknown and the under-known Look at what she found Digging all around By the goldfish pond She's gonna get in trouble now Shaking up the
Like a ghost writer's ending She will send you down She's in love with her broken heart She's in love with the dark She's in love with her broken heart
the freak we'll call The bee of the bird of the moth Now the moth defeats the mouse and man It's messing with the plan, it can't be believed 'Cause
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Hey John Oh, hey John What's going on? Man, I'm confused You're confused? Why? I, I'm, I'm no good at remembering stuff Really? Yeah Like what? I can
I forget what I was told by myself-elf-elf-elf (Plasma) Electrons are free (Plasma) A fourth state of matter Not gas, not liquid, not solid (Plasma) Forget that song (Plasma) They
I'm impressed, I'm impressed When that gorilla beats his chest Fall to bits, I confess, I admit, I'm impressed When the torpedo in the vest barks, his
Most with cones for seeds, most with needles for leaves C is for conifers, my kind of trees Large junipers and fir, spruce, cedars and pines C is for