Super Tuesday, on the ball Super Tuesday I am out on a stroll Super Tuesday, I'm in control Oh, super Tuesday I'm out on a stroll Oh I am out on a stroll
She said it She should know She'd by, told by She knows She'd been through it Quantity What can I say She should know I am what I am She'd been through
Forget everything I ever told you I'm sure I lied way more than twice But understand I am not Emily post You know I'm nowhere near that precise And I
Well, the first time I ever laid eyes on you Was my first year at marching band camp You never played the part as it was written You would always vamp
Oberheim, Yamaha Steinway and the lot Well, I must have played the wrong piano 'Cause it left me with, I don't know what So don't talk to me about mistakes
I was shaking with laughter Scared the bratty children Did I destroy the ambiance I'm sure for that hoity toity patron It wasn't pretty when I looked
When I ran off and left her She wasn't holding a baby She was holding a bottle And a big grudge against me I tried to learn from the psychiatrist How
Holes in his sweater, fluid in his lungs The experts say there?s things He should?ve done better But instead he is just dying young And tired of disbelieving
Well, when I woke up this morning The sky was so bright It?d been a raining for days Now it seemed like everything was a gonna be alright But still those
Fa-la-la is running around All over the grounds of the hospital I was watching for her Like some people watch birds From the window of my hospital room
If you want to see two circling swans On the surface of the sewer pond Don't crane your neck where you are You've got to climb to the second floor And
You're a freak of nature You are a siamese You are in a pickle jar For all the world to see Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man Watching
Knowing what I know now I should've had a cow I didn't realize You were to be despised I must have been One of history's stupidest men Everything was
She's so musical Look at her dance in a flurry Who gets to lead Do know it's not Arthur Murray Emasculate me with your biology Bend me, break me, I'm
We will remain ignorant Incapable of knowing Insoluble is the problem Curiosity, sleeping Killed the caterpillar Curiosity, empty Is a blanket over the
Like a little vacation Like a little old song that I wanted to hear Like a big libation Like a flattering sentence whispered in my ear That's how I feel
After the splice When the temperature's nice After the patch When every thing's a match After the patch After the edit When it's had time to set When
she said her father looked like Woodrow Wilson she said her father looked like Woodrow Wilson presiding from behind prescription lenses she said her father