1.All I Want for Christmas
Lyricist：Yetter Gardner Donald
All I want for Christmas is a house up in the hills
With colored lights and music, frosted window sills
Filled with all my loved ones, all the old and young ones too
And all I want for Christmas is you
All I want for Christmas is to spread a bit of cheer
With people I don't notice every other day of the year
All I want for Christmas is a smile from someone new
And all I want for Christmas is you
Christmas in the city can be lonely and it's pretty
But it's not the same, as when I was a child
People were much kinder, I guess I was so much blinder
How I wish that I could go back, for a while
All I want for Christmas, is to see my old best friend
I don't know where he lives now and I know I never will again
All I want for Christmas is to send this wish his way
I hope you have a merry Christmas day
Oh, Christmas in the city can be lonely, what a pity
There's so many with so very much to do
I hope to find the joy of this season, in those who don't need a
reason
To make it Christmas time the whole year through
All I want for Christmas is a Christmas like I had
With my brothers and my sisters, my mom and dad
All I want for Christmas is to send this song their way
I hope you have a merry Christmas day
Merry Christmas
2.Drive by Love
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
She worked at the Fotomat
She wore a uniform with a Lavender hat
That's all there is to say about that
That's all there is to say about that
And he worked over at UPS
He knew every number and every address
He was climbing up the ladder of success
He was on the ladder of success
And every day when he drove his route
He would pass her booth and he would give her a toot
She'd look up and their eyes would meet
But they never got closer than across the street
It was a drive by love
Yeah, drive by love
Drive by love
â½Well, he drives me to distractionâ, she said
â½I can't get that driver outta my head
He honks his horn and my face turns redâ
He honks his horn and her face turns red
He said, â½I wanted to meet her and just my luck
I found a used camera for only a buck
And now I'm taking pictures of my UPS truckâ
(Now he's taking pictures of his UPS truck)
And every day when he drove his route
He would pass her booth and he would give her a toot
She'd look up and their eyes would meet
But they never got closer than across the street
It was a drive by love
Yeah, drive by love
Drive by love
Well, he took in his film and said, â½I must confess
I'm not a photographer, they're probably a messâ
And she held up a sign that said 'UPS Yes!'
(She held up a sign that said 'UPS Yes!')
It was a drive by love
Drive by love
Drive by love
3.The Night Before the Night Before Christmas
Lyricist：Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
It's the night before the night before Christmas
Old friends together the same time every year
She's leaving him but he doesn't know it
To everyone else it's perfectly clear
A secret that he doesn't share
She's found another, she's movin' on
The day after New Year's she's gone
The guests are uneasy they don't know how to act
Tell him or keep it hushed
Take a drink and a snack, talking behind his back
Soon everyone's getting lushed
It's the night before the night before Christmas
Old friends together the same time every year
She's leaving him but he doesn't know it
To everyone else it's perfectly clear
She said promise you won't spend a lot on my present
Just give me something small
A little reminder is more than enough
It's the thought that counts after all
The gift that she's given him, he can't foresee
A gift that begins with deal
When he gets the papers, things will look grim
Why ruin Christmas for him？
It's the night before the night before Christmas
One year later together as friends
They moved apart, the party's still going
A holiday spirit never will end, a holiday spirit never will end
4.Naming the Band
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
My parents were wrong, they named me 'Tree'
It's probably the cruelest thing they ever did to me
I thought a long time about changin' my name
But I found a better way to deal with my shame
My buddies and me, we formed a band
We're gonna be famous, you understand？
We're lookin' for a drummer
Or someone with a van, our hair is getting longer
But the most important thing
Is naming the band, naming the band, naming the band
We studied all the pictures in metal magazine
My Lycra makes me sing real high, my mom thinks it's obscene,
yeah
We've got our own equipment and a great rehearsal space
Now, all we need's a heavy name to throw in your face
My buddies and me, we formed a band
We're gonna be famous that's what we've planned
We're still lookin' for a drummer
Or someone with a van, our hair is getting longer
But the most important thing
Is naming the band, naming the band, naming the band
We were gonna call ourselves Elvis, Hitler
But somebody beat us to the punch
Maybe we should be the Butthole Surfers
Or how 'bout Chuck 'n Lunch
Names with meaning and attitude aren't easy to find
So we're hanging out asking each other, 'How about？'
We should be writing tunes and learning where to stand
Instead we're spending all our time doing nothing, nothing,
nothing
But naming the band, naming the band, naming the band
Band, naming the band
5.Something in My Ear
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
I got Persian rugs, I got exterminated bugs
I got a house that goes from over there to here
Yeah, my basement's full of fine imported beer
But I got somethin', somethin' in my ear
I got ducks that float, I got a power boat
I got a wife who's almost got her MBA
In every argument I always get my way
But when I walk my dog, he always runs away
One inch away from heaven
I'm on a train that's bound for glory
But as I ride those shining rails
I always bite my nails
I got tubeless tires, I got phones without wires
I got a hundred year old bonsai redwood tree
I've had successful arthroscopic surgery
(On his knee)
But last Friday a pigeon pooped on me
One inch away from heaven
I've almost made it to Nirvana
It's the little things that teach
Perfection's out of reach
I got a way with girls, I got natural curls
I got a straight man when I want to take a fall
There's an autographed photo of the Pope on my wall
(On his wall)
Oh when I phoned him, he never returned my call
Oh when I phone him, he never returns my call
Oh when I phone that Pope, he never returns my call
(Pope John Paul)
6.Synaesthesia
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
As a baby in my mother's arms
She would croon and I'd see pink
And when she'd bathe me in the sink
The radio would play red or green or lavender
When the Beatles sing it's a yellow thing
Yeah, the Stones are always purple
Every melody that I hear
Fills my mind with colors bright and beautiful
Synaesthesia
If everyone could see the things that I hear
Synaesthesia
A giant box of Crayolas in my ear
With my new CD I'm in ecstasy
I can see beyond the rainbow
Heavy metal is ultraviolet
It's unhealthy but I love that copper tone glow
Synaesthesia
If everyone could see the things that I hear
Synaesthesia
A giant box of Crayolas in my ear
But when I leave my home, it's a dangerous thing
Cause people will whistle, and people will sing
I can't see straight in the shopping mall
Cause music's playin' wall to wall
And the boom-boom cars make me see stars
I never, never, never, never go to bars
The jukebox makes the girls turn green
Nobody knows the things I've seen
(Nobody knows the things he's seen)
After a long hard day, I need to see some grey
Or at least some muted earth tones
A new-age dulcet dulcimer
Some whales, a bamboo flute, a rainforest -- But
Please, no saxophones
Synaesthesia
If everyone could see the things that I hear
Synaesthesia
A giant box of Crayolas in my ear
Stuck in my ear
7.Angels of Mercy
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
I was in an Arizona tavern
I sat down to dinner
Chicken fajitas with nachos and peppers
A bite stuck in my windpipe, it gave me a fright
I choked and I gagged, and I saw this sight
In coordinated outfits
Promenading 'cross the dance floor
Rehearsing their moves while they waited for the salad
Her cowboy boots were red with black trim
And he was so handsome, so tall and so slim
Were they angels of mercy or dance instructors？
I was so lucky, it was one chance in a million
That they were there in Arizona to go dancing
They two-stepped to my table
And hugged their arms around me
Pulled me to my feet and we whirled across the floor
The squeezed me so tightly my peppers popped free
I thought it was Heimlich
But it might have been Arthur Murray
Were they angels of mercy or dance instructors？
I was so lucky, it was one chance in a million
That they were there in Arizona to go dancing
8.Rainbird
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
You can hear me in the early hours
Drumming on the screens
You can dance and run in summer showers
I'm feeding the greens
You'll laugh in a child-like way
When you water every other day
I want to be your Rainbird
Water is life and I am the giver
Hose down the driveway, flow to the river
I can whisper in the night
In your flower bed
You can mow, I'll be all right
I've got a pop-up head
Snow-melt will be the source
Turning the desert into a golf course
I want to be your Rainbird
Oh, water is life and I am the giver
Hose down the driveway, flow to the river
Thunder or lightning -- no precipitation
Changing the climate -- drip irrigation
I want to be your Rainbird
I want to be your Rainbird
9.Lady Cop／Take Me In
Lyricist：Gunnar Madsen, Joe Finetti, Richard Greene
She let me off with a warning
She didn't take me in
She let me go with a warning
Said, 'Don't do that again'
She let me off with a warning
She didn't take me in
She let me go with a warning
I was stopped, I was stopped
I was stopped by a lady cop, I turned the wrong way
I couldn't touch my nose with my eyes closed
And I was at a loss for words to say to her
To make her see, it's not the brew that made me
Such a grinning fool, it was her personality
She left me standing on one leg when she drove away
No, I'm not a stork and I'm not a tipsy dork
But I don't even have a clue which way is up
Which way is down
I wish she'd come back and fill a ticket out
And I would tell her, 'Please
Take me in, let me be with you again
Do I have to lead a life of crime
To see you one more time？â
She let me off with a warning
She didn't take me in
She let me go with a warning
Please take me to the station, don't leave me standing here
Well, I might do something rash, like cause a crash
I'm not responsible for things I might do to be with you
Come back, frisk me, read me my rights
Just don't sentence me to lonely nights
Take me in, let me be with you again
Do I have to lead a life of crime
To see you one more time？
Take me in, slap me on the wrist
Excuse me if I stare at your star
Oh, how happy I would be if you would put the cuffs on me
And throw me in the back of your car
She let me off with a warning
Don't do that again
Take me in, let me be with you again
Do I have to lead a life of crime
To see you one more time？
Take me in, let me be with you again
Do I have to lead a life of crime
To see you one more time？
She let me off with a warning
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