Tawdry quirk curators
// August 10th, 2007 // No Comments » // lyrics
Now somewhere in the middle of the road in Knoxville
There was the dead body of a rotting raccoon
And one day somebody’s car ran over his dead body
Hit dead rocky, made him fly, Rocky didn’t like that
He lay rotting in the ditch
Mangled, bloated, stinky and forgot
He made the women gag and the children cry…
// June 13th, 2007 // No Comments » // lyrics
Its so easy to blow up your problems
Its so easy to play up your breakdown
Its so easy to fly through a window
Its so easy to fool with the sound
Its so tough to get up
Its so tough
Its so tough to live up
Its so tough on you
// February 5th, 2007 // No Comments » // lyrics
All things tween and teen
They’re creatures growing up
They’re taller than me now
I can’t believe they’re mine
The whiteheads clog up their pores
Blackheads that should be popped
Their skin is always oily
Buy cleanser by the quart.
They always want more money
They hang out at the mall
Growing out of all their clothes
Stealing my sweaters
I am a grown-up now,
I can make my own choices–
Why won’t you drive me somewhere?
Is my laundry done? Why not!
I have a date Saturday
I’m going to my friend’s
Always something fun to do
No time for my homework
// February 5th, 2007 // No Comments » // lyrics
The bed is warm and dry
But it’s cold and damp outside
The big kids ate all the good cereal
When she’s eating her cold pop-tart
All smiles, happy singing
‘Cause this’ll help others feel happy too…
And…Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
Amy rose from the happy side of the bed…
If your socks are too itchy
There’s something you can do
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing
The school’s clay is all yellow
That doesn’t matter
Just swing your hips and wiggle – that’s the thing
And…Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
Amy rose from the happy side of the bed…
Though being four is hard
You don’t always get your way
You have to share and wait till it’s your turn
Just take your bubble bath – brush your teeth and then
The fun always ends when you’re sent to bed
So try to wake on the good side of the bed
Even when you barfed just the night before
Mom’s not always fair
Your brother pulls your hair
Hand-me-down clothes are not always pink
With chocolate milk to drink
Even spilled in your shoe
Today was an adventure, too
And…Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
Amy rose from the happy side of the bed…
(Go ahead and wake your sister up!)
Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
(Could have woke to a wet bed, you know.)
Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
(I mean – what good is being a grump?)
(You know, every day is new – you’re always starting fresh
What can you do? Anything!)
Amy woke on the good side of the bed…
// January 18th, 2007 // 4 Comments » // lyrics, parenting
I’m too hot to wear my coat, too hot to wear my coat
Not gonna wear my coat
My coat makes me look too fat, makes me look too fat
Not gonna wear my coat
It won’t fit inside my locker, fit inside my locker
Not gonna wear my coat
All my friends wear another label
Wear another label
Not gonna wear my coat
For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
No matter what you try to tell me
No matter what, no matter what, no
No matter what you try to tell me
Decided I don’t like this color, I don’t like this color
Not gonna wear my coat
I know it’s a hand-me-down
Don’t tell me how much it cost
For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
No matter what you try to tell me
No matter what, no matter what, no
For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
I’m too hot to wear my coat, too hot to wear my coat
For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
No matter what you try to tell me
No matter what, no matter what, no
For no good reason i won’t wear a coat
I left it at a friend’s or school, at a friend’s or school
Not gonna wear my coat
Might have left it in the rain, left it in the rain
Not gonna wear my coat
No, I’m not gonna wear my coat.
// January 1st, 2007 // 2 Comments » // lyrics
Spiderman, Spiderman,
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web, any size,
Catches thieves just like flies
Look Out!
Here comes the Spiderman.
Is he strong?
Listen bud,
He’s got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread
Take a look overhead
Hey, there
There goes the Spiderman.
No, I don’t know why it’s in there. Now it can rattle around in your head for a while.
// December 27th, 2006 // No Comments » // life, lyrics
“Ooooh that smell
Can’t you smell that smell”
It’s too cold outside to open the windows and we seriously need fresh air in here.
// September 22nd, 2006 // No Comments » // lyrics, media
Goodbye Blue Skies
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// June 24th, 2006 // 1 Comment » // lyrics
Arthur Janoff, Primal screamin' Hawkins J. and Dale and Ronnie Kukla Fran and Norman Okla Denver John and Osmond Donny J.J. Cale and ZZ Top And L.L. Bean and Dee Dee Dinah David Bowie, Steely Dan And sing me proud oh C.C. Rider Edgar Winters, Joanie Summers Ides of March and Johnny Thunder Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah Stephen Foster, ooo-dah, ooo-dah Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda Surfer Girl and Little Honda Tighter, Tighter, Honey, Honey Sugar, Sugar, Yummy, Yummy C.B.S. and Warner Brothers R.C.A. and all the others
Just because I like it.
// June 20th, 2006 // No Comments » // life, lyrics
Don’t move
Don’t talk out of time
Don’t think
Don’t worry
Everything’s just fine
Just fine
Don’t grab
Don’t clutch
Don’t hope for too much
Don’t breathe
Don’t achieve
Or grieve without leave
Don’t check
Just balance on the fence
Don’t answer
Don’t ask
Don’t try and make sense
Don’t whisper
Don’t talk
Don’t run if you can walk
Don’t cheat, compete
Don’t miss the one beat
Don’t travel by train
Don’t eat
Don’t spill
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