Nineteen
Not Long Ago there was a time
when everything would blow my mind
then id learn a bit more
then id learn a bit more
it cancelled everything
I learned before
I said hey! I don't know what I'm doing
should I plan on my class reunion?
I've been working on a vision of clarity
this is how it boils down to me
anything is possible
anything and everything
when I was 19 I thought id seen everything
I was gonna see
then id see a bit more
then id see a bit more
it cancelled everything id seen before
I said hey? I thought I knew it all
I was setting up for a hell of a fall
writing down my philosophy songs
there's one that still holds strong
with everybody that goes by
the less and less I wonder why
because I've seen them rise
and I've seen them fall
but I'll never claim to have seen them all
I said hey? I ain't seen a thing
you never know what tomorrow will bring
I've been working on a state of mind
brace yourself for the ride

Albequerque
I didn't mean to blow you off
I never even thought to call you
when I saw you yesterday
you said everything was fine
and all this laughing
means I'm runnin' away
cause the things we have are fucked
and the things we had are gone
sometimes it takes so long to wake up
what's the matter with my life anyway?
friends around me like to talk
I guess they want to know
if I'm gonna sleep 'til noon
all these people need to keep their mouths shut
cause in the end the choice is mine
you never heard me asking you
don't want to play a part
I'm living in living
so I guess I know who my friends really are
all those times it came to stealing
you never let me go that far
and then you told me not to smoke it but I did
and it took me far away, yea it took me far away

Tear Jerky
don't you shut that door
don't you leave to soon
wanna know where I've been
well I'll tell you the truth
I've seen it all before
none of this is new to me
you said that things had changed
and everything was alright
you would wish I was cool
and I'd wish you were nice
behind that innocent face
filled with guilty delights for me
such an innocent lie
such an innocent mind
you get caught when you try to lie
your whole life has been gentrified
do you know what I mean?
you had secrets to hide
you think I'd never find out
you said your lips were sealed
and then you'd open your mouth
this ain't a question of guilt
this is a question of doubt in you
you want the world on a platter
want your friends on a string
you want them all to matter
want them down on their knees
they'll give you what you've dreamed of
but it's not what you need

I'm the Man
Pretty soon now you know I'm gonna make a comeback
And like the birds and the bees in the trees
It's a sure-fire smash
I'll speak to the masses through the media
And if you've got anything to say to me
You can say it with cash

Cause I've got the trash and you got the cash
So baby we should get along fine
So give me all your money cause I know you think I'm funny
Well can't you hear me laughing can't you see me smile
I'm the man (I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man)
I'm the man who gave you the hula-hoop
I'm the man (I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man)
I'm the man that gave you the yo-yo

Kung fu oh that was one of my good ones
Well what's a few broken bones when we all know
It's good clean fun
Skateboards I've almost made them respectable
You see I can't always get through to you
So I go for your son

I had a giant rubber shark and it really made a mark
Did you looka looka look it all the blood
So give me all your money cause I know you think I'm funny
Well can't you hear me laughing can't you see me smile
I'm the man (I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man)
I'm the man that gave you the hula-hoop
I'm the man (I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man)
I'm the man that gave you the yo-yo

Right now I think I'm gonna plan a new trend
Because the line on the graph's getting low
And we can't have that
And you think you're immune but I can sell you anything
Anything from a thin safety pin
To a pork pie hat

Cause I got the trash and you got the cash
So baby we should get along fine
So give me all your money cause I know you think I'm funny
Well can't you hear me laughing can't you see me smile
I'm the man (I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man)
I'm the man that gave you the hula-hoop
I'm the man (I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man)
I'm the man who gave you the yo-yo

I'm the man

Jennifer's Cold
on the freeway all the cars have stopped
because the big news has dropped
all the phones are ringing
it's got all the neighbors singing
police chief is calling the detectives
navy seals are being selected
president is calling his advisors
green peace is putting out flyers
we've got ourselves a little situation
it's worse than an alien invasion
Jennifer has got a cold
and everyone has got to know
there's a news break for everybody watching
Jennifer has just started coughing
the doctors can't explain it
"how did she ever obtain this?"
all her friends are sending get well cards
"you can beat it, just got to fight hard"
all the world is sitting home waiting
all the priests are singing and praying
swat team has Jennifer surrounded
coast guard takes her to and island
out there no one gets infected
jenny lives where she can be protected
united nations emergency meeting
declares the whole world is grieving
and peace will come if jenny just gets well
please come home soon...

Steve Was Dead
it's 12 o'clock and I'm picking up a phone call
Dan said, is Steve there?
cause no one else can find him
he said he'd heard that Steve was in a car crash
the word was out that Steve
was dead in a car crash; dead in a car crash
Steve was dead but it was only for a moment
I heard it all
that night I heard it all
it was infectious
but no one really knew through the grapevine
we were victims of a rumor
and all along I knew it wasn't true
next day at 8pm
I get another phone call
this time its Steve
and he's laughing at us all
he thought at first that everyone was joking
until he heard all the messages that we were leaving
that we were leaving
Steve was dead but it was only for a moment

What Happened To My Radio?
Oh no not again please tell me I'm wrong
it's been ten minutes since they played this song
or is it the band with the one word name
I get so confused it all sounds the same

the dj must think I'm crazy
or maybe just an idiot
last week he was spinning country
now alternative rock is the shit
just who do they think they're fooling
with this backwards regiment
they shove it so far down your throat
it's swallowed with an English accent

what happened to the radio?
it used to be cool
now it just blows

I've been waiting more than an hour
for the request that I just made
"we'll see what we can do about it"
must mean they're gonna throw it away
they say that they play new music
that it's better than the rest
switch the channel it's a carbon copy
take the cutting edge and slit my wrists

who has all the luck? who has all the fans?
they make a million bucks and burn it in your hands
who has all the luck? who has all the fans?
they tell you that you're fucked
but you don't understand

Twenty-Eight Teeth
You ever been so bored
that you started counting all your teeth
as you squirm around and fidget
in your cluttered, lousy seat
you ever been so tired
that your spirit starts to sigh
and your working everyday
just to make ends meet

what keeps me hangin' on?

you ever wake up in a hotel room
but can't remember the city of state
you look around, you roam around
but your mind just can't relate
you ever been so lost
that a map won't do you no good
as you drive around in circles
in a place or town
or some kind of neighborhood

you ever been so desperate
but for what you just don't know
you see a thousand faces
and you want to remember them all

You Go You're Gone
Tommy slipped away
from the world for a while
he only left a picture
of a seventh grade smile
he got caught in between
a mother's lost hope
and a father's lost dream
a head of ideas that don't mean anything
they don't mean anything

Tommy had a problem
with being alone
he spent everyday of his life on his own
but there's no one to blame
it's hard to keep friends
when you keep moving away
the cards and letters
don't mean anything
they don't mean anything

when you go, you're gone
and if you feel you can' go on
you can always come home

Tommy stepped away
from this world for awhile
his first few steps, they felt like a mile
they never could believe
he said goodbye and they just watched him
leave
all the things he knew don't mean anything
they don't mean anything

and if you go too far
you might never come back
and I might go too far
and I won't ever come back
and when you go I'll wait for you
and when go I'll be there too

Record Store
workaholic, what it be?
heard, you're workin' eleven days a week
I used to know just where you're coming from
I used to know but with that I'm done

I got a job at a record store
I'm three days a week, no more than four
sometimes you got to take a look around
sometimes you got to slow things down
I'm looking out my bedroom window
you're looking at your office wall
I'm walking around like marlon brando
you're sitting down not walking around at all

don't what you're thinking
I don't need no overtime
working at the record store
look at me I'm doing fine

I see you're working on the weekends now
I guess Mondays aren't such a shock
I spend my time just sittin' around
I listen to that old punk rock
I take my time and never hurry
you use your time as best as you can
I'm acting like Billy Murray
You're acting like your dead in the sand

My Town
I got the tunes in my pocket
in an old ass Walkman
walking to the beach
with a bottle of black and tan
keys in the velcro
where it always should be
times tickin' by but it doesn't concern me
I'm killin' time with nothing' to do
that's all I seem to think about or do
my soul is sound
when I'm in my hometown
no place I'd rather be

my town, my street
gives me peace of mind
that can't be beat

I can sleep all night
to the sound of the ocean
wake up in the morning
and I do it all again
seven days a week
I pay no attention
I spend a lot of time
with my record collection

I hear the sound of the skateboard
rolling down my back street
reggae music coming
from the neighbor across from me
as time ticks by
I never stop to ask, I never wonder why
my soul is sound
when I'm in my hometown
no place I'd rather be

This Little Pain Inside
I realize I'm hungry
I recognize the pain in my gut
I don't know where it comes from
or what I'm gonna do about it
this little pain inside my tiny tummy

soul plantation, fosters freeze
in-n-out, or chuck e. cheese
burger king, or taco bell
all these restaurants sound so swell
that's what I'm gonna do about it
this little pain inside my tiny tummy

hamburger helper on those days
when I sit at home
and fucking laze
and when my budget is kinda low
there's only so many good places to go
that's what I'm gonna do about it
this little pain inside my tiny tummy