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Dude in a Mercedes
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Dude in a Mercedes -
Do you know what it's like to see you, dude
- in a Mercedes
Are we in awe
Or are we all just rude,
dude - in a Mercedes
Dude in a Mercedes do you wish you were the
owner of a Porsche?
Of course, I wish I was on the Autobahn,
with my high beams on
Behind you, dude - in a Mercedes
Hey Dude
Listen,
Dude.
Hey, Dude - in a Mercedes
Dude in a Mercedes -
I was wondering if your number really is on the up and up -
Or is your golden cup hot,
dude - in a Mercedes?
Dude in a Mercedes - F-Y-I:
I-M out 4-U, U-C?
R-U-N trouble
N-A BMW, dude - in a Mercedes
Dude in a Mercedes with your windows black
Tell me who's in back there with you?
A femme fatale
who's name is
Al-ice it another dude, Lady - in a Mercedes?
Lady in a Mercedes -
Is your gender bent back as far as it will
let Yugo?
But don't be sad
If he’s a Cadillac-t like
I'm the Dude - In the Mercedes
inspired by a comic strip by lynda barry
Yesterday she was waiting for him, like any
other day
Watching a robin build a nest with a little
piece of string
Yesterday she was laughing when he said,
"Come on!"
Watching Emmett dangle car keys in the sun
Now the headlights shine on this little
piece of string they're driving on
And then they feel blown away
And then they feel free
She says, "I don't care what happens
to me.
She and Emmett been drivin'
all night
She and Emmett been drivin' all night
She and Emmett just drive
along a little piece of string
Last night she was crying for him as he told
his story
Then his tears took a turn as she told him
hers
Last night she was smiling with him sitting
close
As they made their way towards the coast
And she closes her eyes, and leans her head
back and away she flows
And then she feels blown away, and
then she feels free
She says, "I don't care what happens
to me."
She and Emmett been drivin' all night
She and Emmett been drivin' all night
She and Emmett just keep driving on with the
windows down
His father's bottle of Crown
Emmett steers the Fury onto brand new ground
Like the fuzzy dice swinging in the wind
They are two young lives just hanging by a
little piece of string
This morning she is staring at him, she
wonders what he's thinking
His eyes fixed straight ahead but it's her
he sees
This morning it is getting near dawn
Drivin' all night east into the eyeball of
the sun
With wonderful, beautiful laughter and one
or two favorite songs
And then they feel blown away, and
then they feel free
She says, "I don't care what happens
to me."
She and Emmett been drivin' all night
She and Emmett been drivin' all night
She and Emmett are
speeding away from the same old thing
Toward the brand new life
they'll find along this little piece of string
Can you stand another story 'bout New York
and L.A.?
I don't care, 'cause I'm gonna tell you
anyway
Can you survive another saga of a love
affair?
It's a touching little story of
"I…don't…care."
Now - I've never been a yenta but hey, what
the hell?
Where love is gonna grow, you know, you
really can't tell.
And anyone who tells you they know who's for
who
Knows doo-doo-doo about shoo-be-doo-doo.
But I said "Hey, do
you want the number of a girl in L.A.?
I don't care, I'm
gonna give it to you anyway."
He cocked his head
to the side and gave a one-eyed stare.
He took the paper
from my hand and said "I…don't…care."
So - I sent her off an email. Said I knew a
nice guy.
Not for nothin', but she might want to give
him a try
She said, "Thank you very much, but just let
me be."
See, the last time I told her that the guy
was me.
I said "Hey, can he
call you when he's out in L.A.?
"I don't care", she
said, "He gonna call me anyway."
If there's one
thing that I've learned about all love affairs,
It's that the biggest lie of all is, "I…don't…care"
He calls her up the moment he hits LAX.
She gave him some time, she gave her
address.
They had a few beers and they had a few
laughs -
Most of them at my expense, but they didn't
talk trash.
He said, "Hey, If I
kissed you, would that be OK?"
"I don't care," she
said, "You're gonna kiss me anyway."
The moral to this
story of a love affair
Is that the whopper
of them all is, "I…don't…care."
I get up in the evening there's no a smile
on my face
Roll out the carpet, get the herald in place
This is news of the world, so you'd best
keep abreast
I'm happy to say ‑ I'm severely depressed.
I'm depressed
I'm so damn depressed
Couldn't you guess?
I'm depressed
Yessirree, a mess
When I'm down at my worst I am right up
there with the best.
Stop all the presses: this just in
Cue the make‑up girl for Brokaw's chin
Pre‑empt all the soaps for this public
address
Our top story tonight: I'm a man who's
depressed.
I'm depressed
Yes, yes I'm depressed
A little bit more than less
I'm depressed
In thirteen words or less:
In my black‑n‑blue suit at the top of
Blackwell's best dressed.
In case you're just joining us - here is the scoop
My backbone is shattered with no chance to
regroup
But you can keep your pity party because I
have been blessed
I'm serene in the knowledge that I'm
terminally depressed
I'm depressed
Oh so damn depressed
An abysmal success
I'm depressed
Let me now profess
If no gettin's good then this is as good as
it gets.
Look at 'em so happy
Can you seem them tremble in their bliss?
My God, I think they're glowing!
Can you see them quiver as they kiss?
I guess I shouldn't be so quick to criticize
the happiness we find in a lover's eyes
But every time I turn around I hear the
sounds of getting down to It.
Help me set the record straight
When should I be playing hard to get?
My playing prowess must be great
So far it seems I ain't been gotten yet.
I guess I haven't been too swift to realize
the danger if I seem too quick to compromise
Or when to show I might say no or when to
say now let's get down to It.
Can I have you over?
Would you like to stay a couple days?
Or am I far too forward - Am I only driving
you away?
Please don't ask me now to dance...
These niceties have gone a bit too far
I'm still in the same old stance
Coincidentally, you're still where you are
My watch is looming larger than it cares to
be
My nerve: much more deflated than it dares
to be
It's time to drop the window shopping
Cut the shit
Now, let's get down to It
Come on let's put our fears behind us
Read the signs
Let's just get down to It.
Give me just a second, here, to catch my
breath
Spare me just a moment to get some peace of
mind
But if you need a lifetime to get the rest
Well, that'd be fine
Go ahead and take your time
I ain't asking you for answers that I don't
have
I ain't looking hard at questions that will
just dissolve
in time
I'm gonna take my shovel down now and dig
another shaft
Inside the mine
I'll go ahead and take my time
A little time inside the mine
Just because my overalls aren't stained and
black
Doesn't mean I ain't been digging at the
black seam
deep inside
I want to take you on a tour where my
tunnels all caved in
inside the mine
Take some time inside my mine
Won't you take your time with mine
If he comes around asking just tell him I
split cos I'm not into getting even
If he still wants a piece let him kiss my
ass -
I must be leaving
I'll tell you later and I'll tell you right
now that I'm not afraid to fight him
But the easy way out is to haul off and
wrong him
The hard way is to right him, neither one is
my job
I'm sauve.
I was aiming for the top but it looks like I
missed ‑
No fussing and no crying
I got a fraction of a section of a parcel of
a piece, but it is mine
I won't scream I won't bitch about my little
slice of life ‑ I'm taking what I'm given
With a little fix of pleasure and a dose of
pain
Man, I'm living; it's a hell of a job to be
suave.
Get the point?
Our lives are out of joint
It's time to get the angle straightened
We've done what we think we can now we've
kissed it up to God ‑
Well, we're waiting and waiting and waiting
and waiting and waiting and waiting for a
Brand New
Christ
A hero who will salve and save us
Surprise! When we finally realize it’s WE
who have enslaved us
But it's over, it's over
Can't you see it's over?
We're just kicking up the dust
So now I'll take care of me
And you take care of you
And we'll take care of us, yes
It's everone's job to be suave
Let's talk of flesh
Let's talk of mind
A goddess of the two is not so hard to find
A tiny taste
Or maybe two
Please tell me why do we wait when we just got to follow thru -
And eat it up
{Quitcher bitchin 'bout too little and too much}
{You want a kiss but you won't take a touch}
{Spread your fingers and put both hands on the
cup}
{Wash it all down when you eat it up}
Let's talk of fate
Let's talk of choice
The pawn, he lie down
The warrior finds his voice
A feast of life is on our plate
But we cannot enjoy what we have never ate
Unless we eat it up
{Quitcher bitchin 'bout too little and too much}
{You want a kiss but you won't take a touch}
{Spread your fingers and put both hands on the
cup}
{Wash it all down when you eat it up}
What are you doing with your face pressed to the window?
Will you make a wish and then just walk away?
Why just dream of that cherry up on top
when all you gotta do is eat it up?
And when your reservoirs recede…your naked
shores in view
Let a new rain cover you
And when it's so hard to believe the truth
surrounding you
Believe the truth inside of you
Every stream, big or small, leads to a
waterfall
It's getting better drop by drop
I hope it never stops
I'm getting closer to the top
It's getting better drop by drop
And when your rivers all run dry, can't find
no riverhead
Time to gather stones from the riverbed
And when your comrades turn away with each
new assault
Take them stones and build yourself a wall
Every stream, big or small, leads to a
waterfall
It's getting better drop by drop…
(Droplets of water are gonna go farther when
they get together
The wetter the better.)
And when a wish falls to the ground and
soaks into the dust
It seems another dream gone bust
But in the coldest winter rain or summer's warmest dew
Another dream comes trickling back to you
Every stream, big or small, leads to a
waterfall
It's getting better drop by drop…
brain dead big-headed cocksure cuntshy
little man big plan balls of brass
nice suit too cute
new-Newt what a hoot!
glad hand grandstand
turkey under glass
hey - i saw satan yesterday and he told me i
should tell you he'd be seeing you soon
no, i didn't know you didn't wanna go,
well…you'd better clean your room
reasons – reasons to hate you
as if i need one - aren't you enough?
reasons - reasons to hate you
don't feel so special
you aren't enough
you aren't the only one
roadbed show ahead deadhead – the Dead
are dead
warm bed homestead dad and mom
gen X gen Y gen Z
bye-bye
with a wop-bop-a-loo-bop
and a great big bomb
you - tell me what you gonna do when the
trip's cut short and the tye has died?
there, there, you say it ain't fair - can
you hear the violins cry?
reasons - reasons to hate you….
you say that i should be more understanding
– i understand enough
it would help if you were less demanding –
and if it was not for all my reasons now to hate you
homo hating bitch fearing bat weilding
nigger beating
sheet wearing flak jacket militant fuck
enclave ex-slave
bait-brave rant-n-rave
me here you there
lord love a duck
say - tell me what you gonna say when the
only truth around is the one you denied?
gee - could it be you really can't see,
well…you'd better open your eyes
reasons - reasons to hate you….
reasons – i’ve got my reasons
i've go so many reasons i could use to hate
you
But I don’t.