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Dare@ Empty@ Forlorn@ HamedE Light@ Moon@ Overtake@ Rehashed@ Still@ Thin@ Waaaagh@ World@ HBAM2001MAY84 Audiofile Lyrics:* Doctors Upside About Above Across Action Again Ain't Almighty Alone Ambitious Anchor Angel Answer Antidote Antony Anyhow Anyone Anything Apart Arabic Architecture Arcing Arnaz Around Arrived Asked Asphalt Assault Atmosphere Avenue Awake Baking Barefoot Barking Beams Bedroom Before Beige Being Believe Belly Belly Beneath Bergen Bester Better Biggest Biscuit Black Blame Blind Blocks Blood Blues Bones Booty Brand Break Breeze Bridges Bright Broken Brooklyn Brute Brutus Bullets Bunch Business Busted Butcher Butter C'mon Caesar Caesar's Called Calmly Can't Cared Cause Cease Celestial Centurions Chandler Change Cheese Chester Children Chocolate Christi Cleopatra's Clothes Comes Coming Compare Computer Concept Confetti Conjecture Convict Could Count Couple Course Covered Crack Cracking Crazy Crippled Cupid Dance Dancer Deals Decker Demands Democracy Despise Devil Doesn't Domesticated Domine Don't Donuts Double Dough Dragons Drape Dream Dried Drinking Drown Dunce Early Earth Eaten Eddie Egypt Egypt's Einstein's Empty Ending Enfringe Evening Everybody Everything Except Expression's Fable Fascists Fates Fault Favorite Feathers Feels Feller Fellow Fields Fifteen-year-old Finding Flamingo Flint Flour Folks Food's Foreign Forever Forget Forlorn Found Fourth Fraction Fragment Fragments Frayed Fridge Friend Friends Front Funky Games Gangsters Garage Garbled Gesture Ghost Gimme Girlfriend's Glass Glimpse Glowing Gonna Gotta Graphite Grass Greed's Grudge Hamed Hamed Hamed's Hands Happening Harried Haven't Having Heals Heart Holding Holds Holes Holidays Honey-dipped Horseradish Hotel House Hungry Inclined Indifference Indifferent Indigo Infinite Informant Inside Interstate Jelly Jester Keeping Keeps Killed Kitchen Knuckle Label Lanes Lapis-eyed Laraby's Laughs Leary Leave Light Lights Likely Lines Listen Listening Little Lives Living Locker Lonely Looking Looks Lordy Louise Lovers Lunge Luxury Mabel Makes Mange Marionnette Meets Memory Might Minds Mismatched Moment Months Moody Moons Morning Mountain Mumbling Murder Music Neath Needs Nellie Never Night Nightingale Noteworthy Nothing Nothing's Orpheus Other Ought Outline Outside Overtake Paint Painting Paper Parkway Parry Particles Patrons Pawns Peanut Peekin People People's Picture Piers Place Planets Plastic Played Plays Please Polite Potholed Pretend Pretty Primates Print Progress Protected Puppeteer's Quiet Ragged Rains Rather Really Reason Refuse Rehashed Reprieve Reruns Respected Revealing Right Rising Rivalry Rocker Rolled Rolls Romans Roommates Roots Rubber Sam's School Screw Seals Second Seems Senate Sense Settle Seventeen Shall Share She'll She's Shoes Shoot Short Shorthand Should Sighed Sight Since Singing Sketches Skies Smarter Smidge Smile Smoke Smokestack Smoking Someday Sometimes Somewhere Songs Souls Sounding Spaghetti Spats Speaking Spend Spites Spoke Stamp Stand Stars Stayed Steve Still Stone Stoop's Story's Strangeness Streams Street Strong Stuggle Sugar Summer's Sunny-side Swear Sweet Sympathize Takes Tales Talker Talking Taxicabs Tears Telephone That's Their There There's These They'll Thing Things Think Those Though Thoughts Thread Three Throat Tight Today Together Tower Treat Tried Trimmed Truckload Truth Trying Tunes Turns Tyrant Uncle Unconfirmed Underpaid Upset Vanishing Voice Waaaagh Waistcoat Waiting Waitresses Walked Walking Walls Wanna Watched Waylaid We're Weapon Wearing Whatcha Wheels Where Whereabouts While Whispers Who's Whole Winter Won't Wonder Wonderful World Worse Wounds Wrong Wrote Years You're Biscuit Booty Cleopatra's Funky Hamed's Heart Hungry Indifference Laraby's Meets Someday Pro 2.0 - 2.1F! Pro 2.0 - 2.1I US English - Spelling 9/21/95 ARTIST LYRICS TITLE TRACK TRACK# TRACKTIME ArtistB TitleB LyricsB Track#B A TrackTimeB TrackB ArtistB TitleB LyricsB Track#B A TrackTimeB TrackB lPATH $RPTH A$Z-1:AUDIOFILE 1.01 :AUDIOFILE 1.01 Audiofile 1.01 Audiofile 1.01 <7dFMPRFMPR Audiofile 1.01 $Z-1:Audiofile 1.01 :AudiofiB 1.01 .SC/IOMEGA Audiofile 1.01 <7dFMPRFMPR Audiofile 1.01 $Z-1:Audiofile 1.01 :Audiofi 1.01 .SC/IOMEGA ::AUDIOFILE 1.01 lPATH !RPTH A!Q250:AUDIOFILE 1.2:AUDIOFILE Audiofile Track Number / Time: Print-LyricsB Track# E(Lyrics printed by Audiofile on // at :: Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Here he come walking down the street Got them funky ragged things on his feet He got half a busted moon in his smile Now I know he's walked a long and lonely mile He's got a waistcoat made of sad, sad sack see a red door and he want to paint it black He's got a word for you now if you dare To not pretend that he's not there Yeah, he's coming down on you Yeah, what you gonna do? You're the only one walking down tC he street He's the only one that you're likely to meet At this hour You're so used to living in luxury Greed's made you blind and you just can't see So many people in the world today Who won't never have thing s their own way You live protected, respected, inside the law You're sunny-side up, he's wearing his yolk raw You say you never took nothing he'd refuse He's living off the crap that you can't use At This Hour Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down The more things change, the more they stay the same And the more it rains, the less I know Why must these foreign skies change the way home? Why do these hotel walls hang their strangeness on my own? Oh, mama, I'm gonna roll with a truckload of hurt These wheels have rolled across I don't know how many bags of dirt Barefoot in the back of the van, toss an arcing, empty soda can Long days, long ways, waitresses frayC ed and underpaid, we were harried and waylaid We arrived at evening and not a moment too soon Finding the place it was, you may say, cool These sketches of an infinite architecture are ink and unconfirmed conj ecture A dream glimpse of the puppeteer's knuckle, a fragment of a fraction of a gesture And when the ghost whispers, I'll set down all I hear A garbled, shorthand outline by a marionnette in fear Oh, mama, I'Ejm gonna roll with a truckload of hurt These wheels have rolled across I don't know how many bags of dirt Bags of Dirt Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Cleopatra's favorite cat Got his hands on Caesar's spats The heat was on as you could see So he front 'em to Mark Antony. Said, "My girlfriend's cat is smarter than me." Caesar had an eye for clothes He saw tB hem spats and said, "I like those." Caesar had no thing to say, except, "Jesu Christi Domine, Et tu, Brute, Jesu Christi Domine, Et tu, Brute." The senate tried to sympathize It was the cat they should despis Informant told his whereabouts Centurions to seek him out Centurions! There go the centurions. Brutus had to turn his head When that cat done went and said, "If he's got this thing for shoes, he just mightD be ambitious, too. They got holidays all in his name, And all a tyrant needs is fame. Those fascists don't play pretty games Egypt is the place to be... But Rome is a democracy. Rome!" Caesar never got them 'cause they killed his ass in the second act. Brutus spoke, then Antony: Said, "My girlfriend's cat is smarter than me. Friends, Romans, can't you see My girlfriend's cat is smarter than me Egypt's biggestF" rivalry: Cleopatra's cat and me." Cleopatra s Cat Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down My baby nice, she's so polite She say, "please," when she ask me, Stay the night. She's around the house, she love me so She baking up a little bit of my Rising, rising dough Good lordy god, my gosh almighty er booty fine and it's trimmed so tidy Horseradish, mama, just a smidge Spend a whole lot of time peekin' into Her big old kitchen fridge Gotta love it, it's my duty She gotta big fat funky booty Not above it, makes me moody Whole mess of big fat funky booty Waaaagh, sweet sugar plum I'm crippled blind, a little deaf and dumb It's wonderful, could I get a little more 'Cause it's about as wide as my garage door. WheD We're in bed and it's late at night, she put her Arms around me and she hold me tight But I say, "No baby, no, baby, no, But I sure could use a bit of your funky booty, though." Big Fat Funky Booty Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Graphite skies of Brooklyn calmly drape Fourth Avenue Fifteen-year-old gangsters have a honey-dipped or two In Arabic, some patrons shoot the breeze Jeez, Louise Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change Said thB e food's a little funky and the atmosphere is mange Sam's upset at Hamed and Hamed's on his feet Hungry Hamed's, baby, just three blocks from Bergen Street Well, you can have a little cry, baby, you can even b Only reason I go back is that you can't screw up an egg Sometimes they treat you worse when you say please They forget the ham or cheese Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change Said the food's a little funkD y and the atmosphere is mange Sam's upset at Hamed and Hamed's on his feet Hungry Hamed's, baby, just three blocks from Bergen Street I'm beige and funky, like a rubber band I'm a lapis-eyed devil with my pen in hand It takes flour and chocolate for an angel cake Say now, Hamed, whatcha do with all them donuts that you bake. My roommates won't go with me, though it's only blocks away. Chandler holds a grudge from aF bout five years ago today. Some sign about free soda was a scam. Well, that's Chan. Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change Said the food's a little funky and the atmosphere is mange Sam's upset at Hamed and H GPamed's on his feet Hungry Hamed's, baby, just three blocks from Bergen Street. Hungry Hamed Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Hey now, Eddie, all covered in confetti C'mon over here and gimme some of your spaghetti Hey now, Ed, you big biscuit head Stop cracking your toes and get your pig out my bed Hey now, Mack, with your head in a crack Your body in a bag and your flamingo in a sack Hey now, Chester, you big baby bester Who cuts your clothes, the butcher or the jester? Biscuit Head, why you have a biscuit head Biscuit Head, a noteworC thy biscuit head Hey now, Mabel, why you looking for a label I hope that you don't get eaten in the fable Hey now, Nellie, with an anchor on your belly Shall I compare peanut butter to your jelly Hey now, Wi ll, did you get your fill C'mon over here, come up and sign your will Hey now, fellow Rocker, you're such a good talker Can't chew gum and rock a feller from your locker Biscuit Head, you got a double decker E biscuit head Biscuit Head Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Stoop's so fine on a summer's eve when you sit outside for a short reprieve Talk to folks as they come and leave Jono, Jay, and Crazy Steve. Night is down but it's bright as day You haven't been around since yB ou went away Feels so good so that's what you say Folks say hi, but you say, "Hey." Well, that old mad dog, he's barking for the blues bone Orpheus got his black book and a telephone Plays that lyre so he does n't have to be alone; One look back... Buy a beer, find a place to stand Have a couple laughs and hear the band Smoke a couple of your favorite brand Wake up with a stamp on the back of your hand. Don't blameD me, it's all been Laraby's gang, now, now. Don't blame me for the song that the Nightingale sang, now, now. Don't blame me 'bout the vanishing waif, Don't blame me if your safe ain't safe, now, now. Sun comes E~ up, you're still awake. There's the sky, still as a lake. Not even that can drown the ache, Looks so high, it must be fake. Laraby s Gang Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Mary Jane, Mary Jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again I asked my uncle If I could go Yes, yes, go out and take Mary Jane to the picture show But Uncle Bob sighed He could not answer He di ed one second before In the arms of a go go dancer Mary Jane, Mary Jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again I wanna roll you Way down in the fields Where you were born I wanna roll you When IC 'm ragged And forlorn You have no friend You have no pet If there's anything better than you You know they haven't found it yet Mary Jane, Mary Jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again 8F Mary Jane Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Indifferent minds seek nothing. They wait to be told, they never stop talking. The way you talk to me you give me the blues I feel like walking. Expression's at the story's gate Share your thoughts, do they wB alk away? Revealing tales of kids and pawns, tall grass, dragons and mountain songs. Break the thread of indifference, they'll suck the wind right from your soul. Never listen to the voice of memory is to die waiting for nothing. I'd rather kiss the empty blue than to stay here waiting forever on you. On a trip in this place called time where no one lives, no one to find. Quiet streams of life gone by roll down thD e face of lovers and in the early morning tears we cry into each other So the thread of indifference it rolls on and on and on To never listen to the voice of memory is to die waiting for nothing. Indifference Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down All the roots in the earth are speaking to a heart of stone. The children can hear it in their bones, and in this stone is More than meets the ear. The particles in the air each of each are holding hands. e music sounding is their dance, and in this dance is More than meets the eye. All our songs are somewhere else being played for us by glowing hands celestial and not there. The stars and planets in the sky Coach of each are singing tunes and listening are all the moons, and in their tunes are More the meets the ear. More Than Meets The Ear Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's Painting the bedroom grey Computer Mage, the plastic age Someday all this will be a road "Where will it go?" "It's an interstate parkway." "Where will it run?" "It's got seventeen lanes." "Where will it take us?" "It's a C boot print of progress." "Where will it take us?" "It's gonna be a road, be a road." "Domesticated primates," the Leary Convict sez Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of Pez, of course, School was a fi ne bunch of rehashed lines, there was Nothing really said, I should have stayed home in bed and watched Reruns of Desi Arnaz "Time is just a concept," sez Einstein's kid, the dunce. "People's way of keeping evE erything from happening at once Overtake the light, and time is in your sight And black holes bend the beams so nothing's where it seems and Finding out the truth could take you months." Someday All This Will Be Road Spin DoctorsB Turn It Upside Down Having been by that old bank tower, I'm inclined to wonder why you feel so strong. You can't have really seen the hour if you think she's trying to do you wrong. I see you got that lump in your throat I hear yB ou mumbling, "That's all she wrote." Love was in the next room drinking antidote. You ought to know that girl by now. She'll never settle down anyhow. You let your heart go too fast. You let your heart go too fast. Broken glass turns back to flint and sand. I only cease to love as love demands. As you know it takes a while to clap those fragments from your idle hands. Couple months could dry a sea of tears, leave oD nly salt beneath our dried up piers. We won't believe we cared, I swear, in a couple years. You ought to know that girl by now. She'll never settle down anyhow. You let your heart go too fast. You let your hea rt go too fast. If time heals all wounds, don't you know that time also deals them. The days go by, and everybody feels them. We stuggle with our fates, but our action only seals them. They say that murder aiF n't the fault of the weapon. I'm smoking sad to be the gun. I want to blow you all away, but I don't want to put no Bullets into anyone. I see the feathers that enfringe your heart. I see the blood ooze from ar GOound the dart. Cupid spites the sense that keeps two Mismatched souls apart. 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