1.Broken Record
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Edwards, Paul Naffah
Well, I fed your dog while you were on vacation
Covered all your shifts for you operation
But when you got back
You still wouldn't show me your brand new silicone boobs
So I took a walk around my neighborhood
To get you off of my mind like I knew that I ought to
But when I saw a big black van
Run down a bird I had to think about you
But no I'm not a quarterback, I'm not a fireman
Still I can have any girl in Japan
'Cause I'm a healthy
Hundred and fifty nine pound American boy
Yeah you tell a story like a broken record
And you tell a story like a broken record
And I tell a story like a broken record
But still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like anyway
So you took another guy on that Caribbean cruise
While I stayed home and cried into my bottle of pills
But when you got back
You didn't even have yourself a tan 'cause you stayed in your
room
So I fed your dog while you were out of town
And I mowed your lawn when he wasn't around
But when you got back
You had the nerve to ask me if I had gone through some your
clothes
Yeah I'm right
No I'm not a quarterback, I'm not a fireman
Still I can have any girl in Japan
'Cause I'm a healthy
Hundred and fifty nine pound American boy, yeah yeah
Yeah you tell a story like a broken record
And you tell a story like a broken record
And I tell a story like a broken record
But still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like anyway
N-n-n-no, n-n-n-no
No I'm not a quarterback, I'm not a fireman
Still I can have any girl in Japan
'Cause I'm a healthy
Hundred and fifty nine pound American boy, yeah yeah
Yeah you tell a story like a broken record
And I tell a story like a broken record
And we tell a story like a broken record
But still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you like
You tell a story like a broken record and
And I tell a story like a broken record
And I like stories like a broken record
But still I ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like anyway
No, no, no, no, no, no, my, my
Ain't jealous of, ain't jealous of the fellas like you, like
anyway
2.Wanted
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
Well I been wanted in fifty states and in Mexico
And I'm a wanted poster sketch from Alaska down
To Tierra Del Fuego
I do the don'ts, I don't the do's
I wrong the rights and I false the truths
I drink all night and I have the blues
'Cause I've never been wanted
Like I wanna be wanted by you
The federals put a bullet in my sombrero
Still there ain't an hombre standin'
Who's got the drop on this here pistolero
I do the don'ts, I don't the do's
And every time I turn around I'm on the five 'O clock news
My blood runs red but my heart is blue
'Cause I've never been wanted
Like I wanna be wanted by you
Like I wanna be wanted by you
Like I wanna be wanted by you
Like I wanna be wanted by you
So baby grab my hand we're gonna make our stand
On the Mexican side of the Rio Grande
I got a little money and a place to go
Where you could live high while I lay low, yeah let's go
I'm still wanted in fifty states and in Mexico
And I'm a wanted poster sketch from Alaska down
To Tierra Del Fuego
I do the don'ts, don't the do's
And every time I turn around I'm on the ten 'O clock news
My blood runs red but my heart is blue
'Cause I never been wanted
Like I wanna be wanted by you
Like I wanna be wanted by you
Like I wanna be wanted by you
I wanna be wanted by you
3.Una Soda
Lyricist：Brian David Blush, Roger Meade Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards,
P.h. Naffah
Una soda por favor
Can't drink cervecas anymore
'Cause if I do I fear I'll fall down on the floor
Una soda por favor
Can't drink that anymore
Dónde el baño señor？
Please point me to the door
And if you'd be so kind
I swear that I won't puke on your floor
Dónde el baño señor？
Point me to the door, to the door
Come off a hard day of thinkin'
Just thought I'd do a little drinkin'
Now man the lifeboats
I think my ship is sinkin', yeah
Qúe hora es señior？
And who's that pretty girl standing there, by the door？
I think I knew her from a thousand years before
Qúe hora es señor？
I need a little more
I need a little more
I need a little more
I need a little more
Hey, yeah!
Hey, yeah!
Yeah!
4.Birds Sing
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
Well hush there'll be no more tonight
You can't work and I can't fight
Well that's just beautiful
But it's the way you hold your breath
That's scarring me to death
Well that's your way, anyway, anyway
But everybody talks
We gotta listen to what they say
Well there's a picture that I'm painting
And you know it won't be pretty
It's a song I give someone else to sing
It's a melody I stole from a bathroom wall
And it's the words I hear the birds sing
I don't mean to pry but it's been said
'You got demons in your head'
I ask real casual
But it's the way I wear my frown
That only helps to bring you down
Well that's my way, anyway, anyway
And everybody talks
We gotta make it make some sense
Well there's a picture that I'm painting
And you know it won't be pretty
It's a song I give someone else to sing
It's a melody I stole from a bathroom wall
And it's the words I hear the birds sing
Words I hear the birds sing, yeah hey
Well hush there'll be no more tonight
You can't work and I can't fight
Well that's just beautiful
But it's the way I hold my breath
That's scarring you to death
Well that's our way, anyway, anyway, anyway
Well everybody talks
But people rarely say a word
Well there's a picture that I'm painting
And you know it won't be pretty
It's a song I give someone else to sing
It's a melody I stole from a bathroom wall
And it's the words I hear the birds sing
Words I hear the birds sing
Words I hear the birds sing
Words I hear the birds sing
Words I hear the birds sing
5.Good Year
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
You used to write my name on the back of your notebook
All adorned with smiles and hearts and stars
But lately it would appear that you found yourself
A black magic marker just to make absolutely sure
That no one ever thought that you'd take it that far
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good days
Well here we go again now, here we go again now
You used to write me those funny little letters
In a language ours and ours alone
I gave my 'Catcher in the Rye' for your 'Cat's Cradle'
And I gave my 'White' for your 'Abby Road'
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good days
Well, here we go again now, here we go again now
Truck tires, trash fires face first, through the wire
Adios, Au Revoir, I see now what I never saw
No more bad knees, post cards and picture frames
Adios, Au Revoir, I see now that I never saw
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good days
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good days
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good days
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good days
It's been a good year for, bad days or a bad year for, good
days, yeah
6.Fonder and Blonder
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
No more negotiations dear
I'm runnin' out of patience here
Whisper congratulations in my ear
Well it clear, that we got nothin' much left to say
Monuments and maps
The sky-lines and the tourist traps
Would all do well if they collapsed
And sent you runnin' back here to me
Well who said absence makes the heart grow fonder
In all the pictures that you send me now
Your hair seems to get just a little bit blonder
Cars break down and people break down
And other things break down too
I felt somethin' slip when you left on your trip
And now I think I'm breaking down, on you
Could you be more specific dear
Tell me what is so terrific here
Don't be to scientific, but make it clear and never fear
I'll be scratchin' it down my nails in clay, hey
Who said absence makes the heart grow fonder
In all the pictures that you send me now
Your hair seems to get just a little bit blonder
Cars break down and people break down
And other things break down too
I felt somethin' slip when you left on your trip
And now I think I'm breaking down, on you, yeah
Have anther sedative it even gets so repetitive
And don't give a damn to help me feel okay
And all the breath will be here for me
And that won't be very nice so baby will you help me
Through the day, yeah yeah
Yeah well who said absence makes the heart grow fonder
In all the pictures that you send me now
Your hair seems to get just a little bit blonder
Cars break down and people break down
And other things break down too
I felt somethin' slip when you left on your trip
And now I think I'm breaking down, on you
Cars break down and people break down
And other things break down too
I felt somethin' slip when you left on your trip
And now I think I'm breaking down, on you, yeah yeah
7.Heaven or the Highway out of Town
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
Well I think I saw you in a dream
You were dancin' by the slot machine
With a complementary whiskey in your hand
And when you asked what kind of streak I was on
Somehow it just got better
So we might as well pull our asses out of dodge
You spin the wheel and I roll the bones
Never let them think they've got us down
Got us down
'Cause were already down, yeah
Already down
We'll hide away from the sun all day
The change of lights will lead our way
To heaven or the highway out of town
So I think I saw you in a dream
Or was I just sucking down toluene
With a complementary vodka in my hand
When you asked what kind of trip are you on
And I blurted out somethin' stupid
When you grabbed my hand to drag me off to bed
You spin the wheel and I roll the bones
Never let them think they've got us down
Got us down
'Cause were already down, yeah
Already down
We'll hide away from the sun all day
The change of lights will lead our way
To heaven or the highway out of town, yeah
You spin the wheel and I roll the bones
Never let them think they've got us down
Got us down
'Cause were already down, yeah
Already down
We'll hide away from the sun all day
The change of lights will lead our way
To heaven or the highway out of town
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
8.Preacher's Daughter
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
I was born in the thirsty earth
Showed up in Tucson, fresh out of Leavenworth
Did my time on stale bread and dirty water
Nobody told me that lady was the preacher's daughter
Yeah, how her arms'll hold me
(Tonight)
When we kissed she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
'Cause she's my preacher's daughter
Got loose from my incarceration
I paid a visit to her Daddy's congregation
'Welcome home', she said, 'You're lookin' good too
Meet my new husband, he's the sheriff who arrested you'
Yeah, how her arms'll hold me
(Tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
'Cause she's my preacher's daughter, yeah
So I said my congratulations
Before I lost myself to my infatuation
I stole a kiss or two just havin' fun again
Sheriff don't like it, now I'm back on the run again
How her arms'll hold me
(Tonight)
When we kissed, she never told me
I'll be the lamb for a slaughter
Like the desert needs the water
Give me back my preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Preacher's daughter
Yeah
9.Tributary Otis
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Edwards, Paul H. Naffah
I've traveled
And I've seen the things I build, workin'
Workin' to bring me down
And I may be thirsty now
But I will go beyond this thirst
And my tears, I cry for you, all go dry
So I lay down on the floor, turn on my radio
Come on River Otis make me cry
'Cause I've been out all night
And I had to give up the fight
So come on River Otis make me cry
Come on River Otis make me cry
Well I've fallen
But I have risen too in what I believe in
Now I see through
And you got thirsty too
So you come to my well
But the only thing you brought was your thousand yard stare
So I lay down on the floor, turn on my radio
Come on River Otis make me cry
'Cause I've been out all night
Still I had to give up the fight
So come on River Otis make me cry
Come on River Otis make me cry
Yeah, make me cry
Well I've traveled
And I've seen the things I build workin'
Workin' to bring me down
Well I ain't thirsty no more
I've gone beyond that thirst
And the tears I cried for you, all gone dry
Yeah, so I lay down on the floor
Turn on my radio
Come on River Otis make me cry
'Cause I been out all night
Still I had to give up the fight
Now come on River Otis make me cry
Come on River Otis
Come on River Otis make me
Come on River Otis make me cry
Yeah, make me cry
Yeah, yeah make me cry, cry
Come on River Otis
Come on River Otis make me
Come on River Otis
Come on River Otis make me cry
Yeah, make me try
Make me try, try, try, try, try, try
10.Sin Nombre
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Edwards, Paul H. Naffah
Road hard, and I put up wet, I ain't down but I can't get up yet
It's a long ride back to the way I want to feel
Sun down across the plain, I've bee sore before I'll be sore
again
No place to hide to keep from runnin'
Laid down in the cotton wood hollow, I left a trail no man could
follow
Is it safe to rest my head again till morning
Cracked throat and my canteen's dry and
Rain don't fall from an empty sky
So I'll whisper Hail Marys till the sun comes up
Now don't tell me that part of the story when the cowboy falls
in love
When he traded in his pistol and his saddle and the stars above
When the candle's burnin' down, when midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit the ground
Road hard, come down tired, strip from the saddle when the rifle
fired
Deep in dreams of women and clean water
Well I did before what I'll do again
So forgive me father if I have sinned
But the old wood cracks before it bends
Now don't tell me that part of the story when the cowboy falls
in love
When he traded in his pistol and his saddle and the stars above
When the candle's burnin' down, when midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit the ground
Now don't tell me that part of the story when the cowboy falls
in love
When he traded in his pistol and his saddle and the stars above
When the candle's burnin' down, when midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit
Yeah the candle's burnin' down, now midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit the ground, yea
The candle's burnin' down, and when midnight comes around
11.Buy American
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Edwards, Paul Naffah
This I know, I've got a lot to learn
But could you spare me a match I've got a bridge to burn
And if you could, there might be a little somethin' in it for
you
And I won't mind if you lag behind
I'd like your company with my axe to grind we'll take LSD
And talk about conspiracy too
We'll stay up all night with the radio on
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on
Whatever you do, be sure you buy American
So you say I've got a lot to learn
Well that's fine with me, still got that bridge to burn
And if you come along there's a little something in it for you
And I hope you don't mind if I lag behind you
You'd like my company with your axe to grind
We'll eat MSG and talk about Chinese food
We'll stay up all night with the radio on
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on
Whatever you do, be sure you buy American
Yeah, buy American, buy American, buy American
Buy, buy, buy
Yeah, we'll stay up all night with the radio on
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on
Whatever you do, be sure you by American
Yeah, we'll stay up all night with the radio on
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on
Whatever you do, be sure you buy American
Buy American, buy American
Buy, buy, buy, buy
12.Dolly
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
Hello Dolly
Yes, hello Dolly
Now I'm mighty glad your back
Where you belong, Dolly
Here's a song, Dolly
But if it were up to me I'd send you home
Well it gets worse, Dolly
Another verse, Dolly
Well how many more bad things
Can I say about you, Dolly
Get a clue, Dolly
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Well the holidays were good to you
And you got everything that you wanted to
And now I really hope to God all of your wishes come true
'Cause it's over between me and you
So the next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay away
Dolly stay away
Dolly stay away
Well hello Dolly
Yes hello Dolly
You know I'm ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
Really really glad your back where you belong
But you know, if it were up to me I'd send you straight to
Holidays were good to you
And you got everything that you wanted to
And now I really hope to God all of your wishes come true
'Cause it's over between me and you
I hope all that my wishes come true
Stare at the cracks, when there's nothin' to do
So the next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay away
Dolly stay away
Dolly stay away
Dolly stay away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Holidays were good to you
And you got everything that you wanted to
And now I really hope to God all of your wishes come true
'Cause it's over between me and you
I hope all that my wishes come true
Stare at the cracks when there's nothin' to do
So the next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay away
Dolly, yeah
So the next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay
Next time your around, stay away
Dolly stay away
Dolly stay away
Dolly stay away
13.Horses
Lyricist：Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Arthur Buddy Edwards, Paul H.
Naffah
I woke up this morning with a bump on my head
An empty corral and a stone cold bed
Well all of my livestock was nowhere in sight
She took all of my horses when she left me last night
She cut me off at the roots when she took my best boots
I'm hung-over and barefoot and long
You know I can't blame her try as I might
She took all of my horses when she left me last night
She rode off by moonlight and cut through the fences
Looks like somebody's done come to her senses
You know I can't blame her try as I might
She took all of my horses when she left me last night
She rode off by moonlight and cut through the fences
Looks like somebody's done come to her senses
You know I can't blame her try as I might
She took all of my horses when she left me last night
Too much time on the range and too much time the bar
She warned me and warned me but I took it to far
The whiskey was wrong and the woman
She took all of my horses when she left me last night
She took all of my horses when she left me last night
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