mild-mannered mannequin, every Sunday hit the Roxy Till there his own reflection, showed him his orthodoxy Now he hikes the Himalayas, stuffs his letters full of moxie
(Dave) As a young boy Michael helped his mother cook, Down by her apron strings the whole day long. Knife in hand, her eyes trained on the recipe book
(All) Now, if all that ash used to be hash What the heck time is it now? Last thing I remember I was looking at my stash Just before the late late show
It's boo time Boo time It's boo time Stop it When every wanker's wound up tight Frigid, fractious, and forthright The plebes plugged up with plebiscite
(Murray) Bad Jim Bad Jim (thunderclap)
This morning, all full of fear and trembling Constituents were assembling With quotes from Mr. Angus Ried in hand Joe Clark struck up the band for a televised
I understand about indecision I don't care about the FBI People living in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind It's great to be here in
Down the line, comin' down the line a V6 Merc in blue Without the sparks or distributer caps, I'll slap them on as it rides through 8 to 4 on the assembly
Now all of the planes have landed And the soldiers are in their beds Smoke rises from their clothing And sweet dreams through their heads Truth faced
(Mike) Your mother made you cry when she told you about the womb And how people die Watching over you when you were young Smiling when you learned to
(Jian on lead) Color balloons, an appreciative handshake, if that counts as severance then don't waste your breath. We gave our times to a company planning
(random guitar noodling) (Jian speaking) I'm gonna go and see where we're at... (Murray says something non-understandable) yeah...??? (can hear studio
Something I never would have known Not knowing knowledge never enobles All her ideas were like smoke rings, I had to know things She was a tangle of questions
(Dave) I'm all right... (All) Look what I'm drivin'. Look at the curves and my overhand serve, it's more than survivin'. Get in the car. Get in the car
Lyrics by Jack Micay (Mike in a deep voice) Galileo, Netwon, Watt, they were genuises all. Without them we'd be freezing in the dark at the mall. James
I was just... I was just struck with this question earlier in the set. And I wanted to put it to you. Is uh...in your opinion, is Moxy Fruvous a good
Romeo rhinoceros Prowls around the bar Head afire, he spills desire And vodka from a mason jar Brilliantly witty and clearly unsteady He takes a shot
Note: a verse was deleted from this song from the original version to the Wood album version. This verse is included in italics where it would have been
