BAIT AND SWITCH
* MY MYSTERIOUS DEATH
* IS SHE SHY
* DOWN TO HIGH STREET
* QUARREL WITH THE WORLD
* CHEATER'S HEAVEN
* CYCLOTRON
* NEGATIVE GUEST LIST
* FIRE IN THE SWIMMING GIRL
* YOU CAN'T KILL STUPID
* ROCK 'N ROLL HALL OF FAME
* CONTRACT DISPUTE
* WRONGHEADED
MY MYSTERIOUS DEATH
I was born in a ghetto slum
My daddy died while he was having fun
And I'm trying to be like him
Yes I'm trying to be like him
Chorus: So turn it up again
Turn it up again and listen
The end of this song
Is sure to reveal my
Mysterious death
Turn it up again
I was born at the start of this song
I never thought I would last this long
But I'm doing something about that
Yes I'm doing something about that
Chorus: So turn it up again
Turn it up again and listen
The end of this song
Is sure to reveal my
Mysterious death
Turn it up again
I've been a liar ever since I was born
Until I die that will be the norm
But now I'm facing my end
Yes now I'm facing my end
Chorus: So turn it up again
Turn it up again and listen
The end of this song
Is sure to reveal my
Mysterious death
Turn it up again
IS SHE SHY
Is she shy or is she stuck up?
She's so quiet
Does she try or has she given up
On human contact?
Caffeine and nicotine night and day
At a dark corner table she stays
Reading nineteenth century fanzines on pain
While from the bar I keep staring her way
I can't believe she doesn't care
Is she shy or is she stuck up?
She chews her pen cap
Does she write or does she just think
That writers look sad?
In the park I once gave her a back rub
And we talked about friends
Who made good with their bands
Then she wore my t-shirt to the next show
And said "I can't give it back to you here,
But I think that I know where."
Is she shy or is she stuck up?
She's so quiet
Does she try or has she given up
On human contact?
When the band comes on
She moves to the no-smoking side and makes a face
Anytime anyone connected with her past invades her space
She plays it safe
But she never leaves that place
DOWN TO HIGH STREET
Lets go down, down, down
To High St. baby
To High St. baby
There's a time for getting drunk alone
But not now
There's a time for staying sober at home
But not now
Listen to my diatribe
I'm dying to try you
Listen to my diatribe
When you're looking that way
I mean what I say
Lets go down
Lets go down, down, down
To High St. baby
To High St. baby
There's only one street to go to
In this town
Only one scene that's approved
In this town
There's only one scene that's approved
In this town
There's a frenzy that I must describe
To keep my license
Up front with you by my side
When the band starts to play the time
To get crazed is right now
Lets go down, down, down
To High St. baby
To High St. baby
Its time to roll them up and breath in
And burn down
Find the square root of one hundred
Thousand chasing one sound
Listen to my diatribe
I'm dying to try you
There's a frenzy that I must describe
When the band starts to play
The time to get crazed is right now
QUARREL WITH THE WORLD
Where do people go when they give up?
I'm sure I'm gonna find out soon enough
I've still got a bone to pick tonight
My itchy middle finger's at full height
Chorus: I want to tear the crowd's heart out
Show it to them before they stop
My quarrel, quarrel with the world
I want to tear the crowd's heart out
Show it to them before they stop
My quarrel, quarrel with the world
o-trail that leads back to a crime
The scene's embedded deep inside my mind
Now's the only time I feel alive
Is when I get a chance to twist the knife
Chorus: I want to tear the crowd's heart out
Show it to them before they stop
My quarrel, quarrel with the world
I want to tear the crowd's heart out
Show it to them before they stop
My quarrel, quarrel with the world
There's a fact that's stuck inside my craw
The will to power's coated by the law
The will to really piss off each and all
Is the only time I beckon to the call
Chorus: I want to tear the crowd's heart out
Show it to them before they stop
My quarrel, quarrel with the world
I want to tear the crowd's heart out
Show it to them before they stop
My quarrel, quarrel with the world
CHEATER'S HEAVEN
Told my wife I was going out for a couple of beers
Said I'd see her in a couple of years
Burned a bridge in stopwatch record time
Crossed the border and I saw the neon
I've never been in this bar before
Chorus: The name of the place was Cheater's Heaven
The name of the place was Cheater's Heaven
Where you can cheat all night
The woman was long-legged, red-haired, and married
We staggered time and toasted cemeteries
We mourned the loss of limes in cheap liquor
We wondered which way to our homes was quicker
I've never had this good a time before
I'm not missing anyone
Chorus: The name of the place was Cheater's Heaven
The name of the place was Cheater's Heaven
Where you can cheat all night
The name of the place was Cheater's Heaven
The name of the place was Cheater's Heaven
Where you can cheat all night
Every honest man must live in hell
Then again I'm not the one to tell
Every honest man must be dying
Every honest man should be lying
Groping strangers flesh in a hurry
The parking lot lit up enough to get you worried
There's only one border left to cross in this city
On the other side I left a wife so sweet
I'm never gonna leave this bar again
I'm never gonna leave this bar again
CYCLOTRON
Dying dark
Hiding in a dresser envy silly my success
Tied with the rorer
Jaded with the ladies nothing but a mess
TV says watch yourself on video
See me on the big big show
Daffy duck
You know a steaming bowl of washers
A nice hot day like this would be a nice surprise
So we sat
You were really tired and free for a date
War is fun
Going down the turnpike at 11th and Jets
Benny boy
Falling on the licorice dancing on the cyclotron
Your mouth is a vast wasteland
You're a little baby boy
Candy gram
Standing on a corner with a flash
Pasty faces amyl nitrate on the ground
I hate girls-tie me to a canister at four in the morning
Barbie doll
Kelvinator
Your mouth is vast wasteland
Baby boy gets on your dress
NEGATIVE GUEST LIST
My name is on the negative guest list
Even if I pay I can't get in
The negative guest list its got me really pissed
Because they banned me where the bands play
All I did was tell them what I think
That the singer in the first band really stinks
They wiped the stamp of off my wrist
And they forced it with a fist
Now the negative guest list is my fate
I can hear the music playing from the street
They're having all the fun while I just freeze
Can you make sense of this, a negative guest list
Where you can't join the people that you need
FIRE IN THE SWIMMING GIRL
There was a fire in the swimming girl
She finished first place in the final heat
Underwater she kicked and stroked
Until she touched the spot with one great reach
I could never write a poem
About her flashing teeth or her feet
All her relatives at home were unaware of her
Great victory
Her finely honed swimmer's tone
Was taut beneath the sleek suit's sheath
As her fingers nervously probed
The prize as gracefully received
The photographer's vulgar glare
Could not begin to catch the gallery
All the energy built up
Then released itself out on the street
There was a fire in the swimming girl
She finished first place in the final heat
An ocean underneath unfurled
An atmosphere of stars and girls
I could never be at home
With the practice time she has to keep
Out of water she's a friend
Not someone I would write songs about
YOU CAN'T KILL STUPID
As good as dead
And I ain't started yet
No deal with me's been reached
I need to feel
I can stand up straight
And drink my body weight
Keep up my winning streak
And heckle bands
Chorus: But you can't kill stupid
With your dreams of peace
You can't kill stupid
I'm as bad as that
I commit the act
Swallow that and hack
On my words, undeserved I'm a king
If you take a seat
And find yourself not pleased
We won't pretend a thing
You can leave you can
Chorus: But you can't kill stupid
With your dreams of peace
You can't kill stupid
Go ahead and kill me
ROCK 'N ROLL HALL OF FAME
Bombs away on the Rock 'n Roll hall of fame
Even if I get indicted I'd probably feel the same
I don't want to see Eric Clapton's stuffed baby
I don't want to see the shotgun of Kurt Cobain
Bombs away bombs away
Cleveland's cool, Cleveland's cool
I don't want to see the liver of David Crosby
I don't want to see all the drugs I couldn't take
I don't want to see collector scum pay
Blow it up, blow it up
Blow it up before Johnny Rotten gets in
Blow it up before Paul Westerberg sits in
Blow it up before Steve Albini gives a speech
Bombs Away Bombs Away
CONTRACT DISPUTE
My pistol at his forehead and
His contract in my hand
If I shoot him now his blood will flow
Down where the river runs
Chorus: I've been playing
My cards straight
I've been betrayed
By my best friend
And he'll have to pay
A hundred bucks is a lot of dough
Unless its two hundred that you're owed
I heard my song in a river town
That mean I'm rich and well known
Chorus: I've been playing
My cards straight
I've been betrayed
By my best friend
And he'll have to pay
The gateway to a south deals
Is where your soul can catch a train
The gateway to a north of freedom
Is where I'm gonna go someday
Chorus: playing
My cards straight
I've been betrayed
By my best friend
And he'll have to pay
M I S S P P I now I'm gonna dot your eyes
WRONGHEADED
Wrongheaded
That's what I said I'm
Going left when I should go right
Wrongheaded
That's what I said I'm
Seeing darkness when I should see light
Walking down the road I see trap doors
Like a dog I want to walk upon all fours
My tongue's out,
And I'm tastin',
My tongue's out,
And I'm tastin'