Way to Normal

Ben Folds Way to Normal Lyrics
1.Hiroshima (B B B Benny Hit His Head)

Start of the show
Hiroshima
And the people were shouting my name
As the house lights came down
And the spotlight followed me out
I waved hello to the crowd
And busted acts off of the stage
Oh oh oh oh...
They're watching me, watching me fall.
Maybe it was a rush of adrenaline
As the concrete rose to meet face
Maybe it was the sheer embarrassment
That kept me conscious and standing
As I crawled back up on the stage
And started pounding out the first song
There was blood on the keyboard
Oh my God...
Oh oh oh oh...
They're watching me, watching me fall.
Oh oh oh oh...
They're watching me, watching me fall.

You wanna see what's in my head?
You wanna see what's in my head?
You wanna see what's in my head?
Check it out, because
I got pictures of what's in my head
I got pictures of what's in my head
They took them in Tokyo
And I brought them back to the USA
Oh oh oh oh...
They're watching me, watching me fall.
Oh oh oh oh...
They're watching me, watching me fall.

It's true, I fell and hit my head, you know,
I mean my head and my ankle was black and my head got a
concussion,
they took x-rays and I asked the doctor if he could tell if,
whether I was...I didn't speak Japanese...talking to him.
Does this song end?


2.Dr. Yang

Hey Dr. Yin
Chain Smoking Chinese centenarian
Deck my back with Pins
Connect the Wires that Plug me in

Hey love Master Z
Sexy Online Pyschic Overseas
When My Bank Card Clears
Tell Me things I want to Hear

Well I might Be Dyin'
Or Maybe I got to much time
I can't stop my mind
It's runnin' right
with these false teeth
and these plastic knees
Go Squeak Squeak Squeak
From the Porch to the street

Hey Dr. Jack
Bend me like a Prentzel Till I crack
All my joints and Bones
Beat me up and send me home

I've got to much time
Baby may I might be dyin'
Got to help me Fallin' Doctor
Got to Help me Fallin'

Hey Dr. Yang


3.Frown Song

Tread slowly from the car to the spa
Like a weary war-torn refugee
Crossing the border with your starving child
It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu
Present the waitress with your allergy card
And tell her all your problems
And leave no tip at all
Down to the shoe store with your friends
Speculate who might be fucking the guru
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around

Do you remember how we managed before
We could afford real nervous breakdowns
Or before the Anthropologie store
Was erected on Indian burial grounds
So really don't you see a little of yourself
In the bathroom attendant that you just scowled at
Or the child who's hiding inside
As you wipe the smile off the teenage barista
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around
Spread the love around

All right

You're gonna be all right, baby
You're gonna be all right, baby

Floating back from the spa to the car
A state of bliss, and it wasn't the steam room
Sometimes life's not so bad
Now we know who's been fucking the guru
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on, with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around
Spread the love around


4.You Don't Know Me (feat. Regina Spektor)

I want to ask you
Do you ever sit and wonder
It's so strange
That we could be together for so long
And never know, never care
What goes on in the other one's head
Things I've felt but I never said
You said things that I never said
So I'll say something that I should have said long ago
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
(At all...)

You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin
Or a cardboard stand up and paint me (paint me anything)
Any face that you wanted me to be
See, we're damned by the existential moment
Where we saw the couple in the coma
And it was we who were the cliche
But we carried on anyway
So sure I can just close my eyes
Yeah, sure, trace and memorize
But can you go back once you know?
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
(At all...)

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me
If I'm the person that you think I am (Ahh....)
Clueless chump you seem to think I am (Ahh...)
So easily led astray, an arid dog who occasionally escapes
and needs a shorter leash then
Why the fuck would you want me back?
Maybe it's because...
You don't know me at all
(Ahhhh, ahh...)
You don't know me, you don't know me
(Ahhhh, ahh...)

So what I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to tell you is not going to come out like I want
to say it
Cause I know you'll only change it
Say it
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
(At all...)

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
(At all!)
What?


5.Before Cologne

Here in Cologne,
I know I said it wrong,
I walked you to the train,
And back across alone,
To my hotel room,
And ordered me some food,
And now I'm wondering,
Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target.
Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.
(Four, three, two)

Says here an astronaut,
Put on a pair of diapers,
Drove eighteen hours,
To kill her boyfriend,
And in my hotel room
I'm wondering,
If you read that story too,
And if we both might,
Be having the same imaginary conversation.
Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.
(Four, three, two)

Weightless as I close my eyes.

The ceiling opens in disguise.

Such a painful trip,
To find out this is it,
And when I go to sleep,
You'll be waking up.
Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.


6.Cologne

Here in Cologne,
I know I said it wrong,
I walked you to the train,
And back across alone,
To my hotel room,
And ordered me some food,
And now I'm wondering,
Why the floor has suddenly become a moving target.
Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.
(Four, three, two)

Says here an astronaut,
Put on a pair of diapers,
Drove eighteen hours,
To kill her boyfriend,
And in my hotel room
I'm wondering,
If you read that story too,
And if we both might,
Be having the same imaginary conversation.
Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.
(Four, three, two)

Weightless as I close my eyes.

The ceiling opens in disguise.

Such a painful trip,
To find out this is it,
And when I go to sleep,
You'll be waking up.
Four, three, two, one,
I'm letting you go.
I will let go,
If you will let go.


7.Errant Dog

Have you seen that dog?
I've got to get him back
I had him tied to a tree
but he keeps getting out

He's probably running loose with the bitches
And when I catch him I'll give him some stiches
Oh I love him so much, aw, that stupid bitch is mine.

Errant Dog (Woo-oooh!)
Errant Dog

They're talking down at the spa,
Now the word is out.
God damn I look like a tool,
when he goes running around.

I'm gonna take him on court TV;
Show the world what he's done to me
Oh I'll drag his ass back home, yeah, where that ass belongs

Errant Dog (Woo-oooh!)
Errant Dog

He's my everything; he means the world to me

He's my hopes, my dreams, my general property

Sometimes I wonder why I put up with this shit
If I could I would become a lesbian
I know I said dead or alive but really, dead is fine.
Just bring him back, yeah.

Errant Dog (Woo-oooh)
Errant Dog


8.Free Coffee

Called in sick one day
stepped out my front door
squinted up at the sky
And strapped on my backpack
Got into a band
and when I returned I had
Ex-wives and children,
Boxes of photographs

And they gave me some food
And they didn't charge me
And they gave me some coffee
And they didn't charge me

And when I was broke I needed it more
But now that I'm rich, they give me coffee

Eating an ice-cream cone
Texting with my thumbs
The state of the asshole
Who pulled into my lane
Life could be longer than it's cracked up to be
You get new cells every seven years
I feel seven today;
It's a good day to die again

And they gave me some food
And they didn't charge me
And they gave me some coffee
And they didn't charge me

And when I was broke I needed it more
But now that I'm rich, they give me coffee


9.Bitch Went Nuts

The bitch went nuts
She stabbed my basketball
And the speakers to my stereo
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home
Oh and I
Make my own bed
I lie in it
You lie in yours (you lie, you lie in yours)
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it
The bitch went nuts
She photoshopped my face (shopped his face)
On to every boy who'd done her wrong
Then she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones
Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burnin
Their own memories

Why do they all know? (Go!)

Why do they all know? (Go!)

The bitch went nuts y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
they're at my door
with torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burnin'

Why do they all know? (Go!)


10.Brainwascht

If you need to write a letter, write a letter
If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up
And call me
But if you had to say it all in a pop song
Couldn't you have least have written me a good one

She's Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you too

She's Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you too

Or was just a simple rewind and erase?
Was your mind squeaky clean in the first place?

If you got to write an essay do your research
If you got to stick your nose in a boy and girl fight
hear both sides first

There something wrong being copied on a memo
In the form of a bad country demo

She's Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you too

She's Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you too

Does it follow from your head to your mouth now?
Do you wonder what you're even talking about?

I gotta say
It's pretty gay
Trading jabs with pop songs

Maybe next time we should just have a dance-off?
A dance-off

You know there's something in the bible about forgiveness and
love
And more importantly 'bout not throwing stones
and and what your house is made of
You might reflect upon your own arrangement
Ninety-four and blown in your basement

She's Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you too

She's Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you
Brainwashed you too

She's brainwashed you
Integrity
She's brainwashed you
Family
She's brainwashed you
With a rhyming dictionary


11.Effington

If there's a god,
he's laughing at us
And our football team.

Effington could be a wonderful f'ing place
I can see it from the highway
And I'm wondering
Are they f'ing in their yards
f'ing in their cars
f'ing in the trailers and the backroads
and the parking lots of Effington
Making my way to Normal, Illinois.

Maybe I should ditch this little white rental on the interstate
And start a new f'ing life...in effington
I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family
Or I could just keep moving on, moving on, moving on, moving on
Not stop 'til I get to Normal.

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too.
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington
In Effington
Oh

I've got this movie in my mind of Effington
And the soundtrack to it sounds like this

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too.
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington
In Effington
Oh

If there's a god,
he's laughing at us
And our football team.

And then the people who live in Normal
Can buy the movies that I'll make in Effinghton
That's what normal people do
Normal people do it too
Normal people do it too
Normal people do it
People do it
People do it
People do it

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there to.
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington
In Effington
In Effington
In Effington


12.Kylie from Connecticut

It's just a thought
But where did it come from?
What does she do with it if it comes back?
A note from his assistant
There by the telephone
Wonders again as she turns out the light
Kylie is calling from Connecticut
She says you've got the number
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's still on her mind as she closes her eyes

She believes there are things you shouldn't know about
when you've been married for 35 years
and her heart belongs to a man that she hadn't seen
since a magical night when the children were small
But Kylie is calling from Connecticut
She says you've got the number
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's on her mind as she closes her eyes

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's probably nothing, yeah, nothing at all
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It keeps coming back as she's reading old letters
that she left in the closet with the pictures she cherished
that she kept to herself for a good 30 years
Now she closes her eyes.