1.IOU
Give me a little stinkin' fresh air
Ninety days／night and day in the electric chair
Step right up son
Gonna show you something ain't never been done
You're all fucked
Listen, it don't cost much
I lay down the line that you touch
Never do what you're told
There'll be time, believe me, when you're old
You're all wrong and I'm right
Please be on your honor
(back in here)
Listen to the story all right
I'm losing all I own on that dotted line
Step right up son
Gonna show you something ain't never been done
You're all wrong and I'm right
You see I want it in writing, I owe you nothing
want it in writing, I owe you nothing
want it in writing
2.Nowhere Is My Home
Out to sea in a ship full of holes＊
Even though
With a heave and a ho
Never raise no sails
Rent a penthouse but sleep on a bench
Crescent wrench
Take a shovel and a wrench
To this jail
I didn't deserve it
To feel so disconcerted
I didn't deserve it at all
Sun beats down, neck turns red
In a toolshed, piss in the dirt
Cut it on my arm
Well it hurt and bled
Commit a crime, in the world of straw
Perfect flaw
It's like I fall apart
I didn't deserve it
To feel so disconcerted
Nowhere
That's my home, dear
Nowhere
Is where I'm from
Nowhere
Ain't too far from here
Pitch a tent in a parking ramp
Postage stamp
On a milk carton a missing kid
Ends up in the trash again today
And I got no answers
Got no clue
What'll I do？
Nowhere
That's my home dear
Nowhere
That's where I'm from
Nowhere
Ain't too far from here
I ain't desertin'
Just feel so disconcerted
I ain't got no answers now
I got no home at all
No no no
Nowhere at all
No no no
Nowhere at all
No no no
Nowhere at all...
3.Bent Out of Shape
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Oh, there's popcorn for dinner
Last night it was cheesecake
A little sleepy time tea
Spiked with another heartache
I smell you hair, the clothes I wear
I miss your face
Can't you see, I'm bent all out of shape？
You got me bent all out of shape
I couldn't lie if I tried
Yeah, you kept me straight
It don't feel so good
But it made me feel great, bent out of shape
You wanna be a dancer
And I'm on my last leg
Call but you don't answer
I call again tomorrow, I call again today
I smell your hair, the clothes I wear
I miss your face
Can't you see, I'm bent all out of shape？
You got me, got me bent all out of shape
I couldn't lie if I tried
Oh, you kept me straight
It don't feel good
But it's gonna feel great, bent out of shape
I don't need no lover
I don't need no more friends
They tell me to forget her
Tell me to forget her but I never felt better
I smell your hair the clothes I wear
I ware your face
Can't you see, I'm bent all out of shape？
You got me bent all out of shape
Well, my friends all say it shows, it shows
Now I don't care who knows
And that feels good
It made me feel great, bent out of shape
Got me bent out of shape
Got me up, got me up, got me up, got me up
Got me up, got me up, got me up, got me up
Got me up, got me up, got me up
4.Satellite
Lyricist：Tommy Stinson, Paul Westerberg
Thirty more channels than you need
I could tune in free
Some rabbit ears, some foil in a hanger
Static on channel 13
Cleared long enough for a scene
A jet flew over head and it faded
Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Bought a satellite, bought a satellite, bought a satellite
Satellite
A boy I couldn't name, I knew well
You're nowhere to be found on the airwaves
Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Bought a satellite, bought a satellite, bought a satellite
Satellite
So far from my reach
Close enough to see
I sleep beside the set at night and I can't let you leave
Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Nothing I want to see but your face
Couldn't find you any place upon my screen
Bought a satellite
Bought a satellite
5.Kissing In Action
Oh, oh
Were you whispering a
Secret to him in his mouth
Or were you reassuring him
In the battle of the sexes
There ain't no doubt
Kissing in action, a call to arms
Can't fight the attraction
K-k-k-kissing in action
Oh, oh
Combat hand to hand
Don't you wait for your mandolin fleece
Warfare, well I'm fair
When you're out of V.C.'s
I wait for you, I fight for you
I got to lose, I got to do
I wait for you, I wait no more
Oh, oh
Search parties call home
I'm meeting you in the combat zone
Kissing in action
6.Portland
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared an airplane ride for lunch
Sitting in between a ghost
And a walking bowl of punch
Can you play a little hunch？
Predicting a delay on landing
Well, I predict we'll have a drink
Lost my money on the first hand
Got burned on a big fat king
And your ears are gonna ring
And your eyes just wanna close
Nothing changes I suppose
It's too late to turn back, here we go
Portland, oh, no
It's too late to turn back, here we go
Portland
We'll wait away the raindrops
Look out boy, you'll catch cold
Serving boy can chain nothing
That ain't anchored to his throne
But at least he's going home
Sitting like a backwoods junkie
Caught down in a servant trust
Look at the funny monkey
Putting silver in his cup
And your silver turns to rust
And your secondhand clothes
Trust no one I suppose
It's too late to turn back, here we go
Portland, oh, no
It's too late to turn back, here we go
Portland
Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared a pack of lies for lunch
Credit card, almighty
Bringing in the next little bunch
And you owe me on a hunch
And your eyes just wanna close
'Coz nothing changin' I suppose
It's too late to turn back, here we go
Portland, oh, no
It's too late to turn back, here we go
Portland, oh, no
It's too late to turn back, it's too late I know
Portland, Portland, Portland, Portland
7.Wake Up
Time in the morning, I got
Anywhere you wanna be
I don't care, it
I can feel it
Time in the morning, by my
？？？
Well, the windows
Where'd the pin go？
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up and wonder where you are
Time for the morning tell me
Anywhere you wanna be
You're a big deal
On a cigarette
Time for the morning, I got
Anywhere I wanna be
You were calling
Dirty little girl
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up and wonder where you are
Wake up and wonder where you are
Wake up and wonder where you...
Wake up
Wake up
Time for the morning, I got
Anywhere you wanna be
I don't wanna do nothing
I don't wanna think nothing
I didn't do nothing
I didn't do nothing
I don't want...
Time for the morning
Tell me
Where do you wanna be
You won't be, dear
You won't speak, dear
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up and wonder where you are
Wake up and wonder where you are
Wake up and wonder where you are
Wake up and wonder where you are
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
8.Date To Chruch
I might catch some perch...yeah...
Ah...keep it rollin' here...
Take you on a lurch
On a little date to church
Take you and her
On a, a little date to church
La,la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Gimme one more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Take your honor fast
I'm going to a little bit mass
Come along, it can't hurt
We're on a, a little date to church
C'mon sing!
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
One more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Let me tell you now...
Old Satan's looking out for you
He'll get you by the night's through
Oh, we haven't much time alive
Take me down the hall...
Sitting in a pew
Well ain't we the chosen few
Might not help, but it can't hurt
On a, a little date to church
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Deliver us, Reverend
What's that？
On a little date to church
9.We Know the Night
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Best things in life don't come for free
Best things always come unexpectedly
Well, we watch the clock and it comes as no surprise
Till the day is late and we let out a sigh
'Cause we know the night could fall at any time
With the scissors and a comb I cut my lawn
And there's no one in the world I'm counting on
There's a war ragin' outside, I hope my grass stays green
Till the day is late and we let out a scream
'Cause we know the night could fall down on its knees
We don't know the prime lending ray
And we don't know the pain of a broken day
We don't know what's wrong or what's right
We know the night, we know the night
You can bust your back from now till the sun goes west
Best things always come when your mind's at rest
In the afternoon, my mind ain't sleepy, it's preoccupied
Till the day is late and we let out a sigh
'Cause we know the night could fall at any time
Yeah, we know the night could fall at any time
We know the night, we know the night
10.Takin' A Ride (2006 Remastered Version)
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Stay right there, go no further
Don't get a doctor, don't get my mother
It's too far to walk, gotta decide
Turn around, we're takin' a ride
So, take another pill from your purse
Take a little ride in a hearse
We're takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride, take me
Going real fast, hanging out the window
Drinking in the back seat, half the bottle
The light was green, so was I
The radio's blasting, turn that shit off
At 90 miles an hour, slidin' on grease
I got my doubts, we'll make it in one piece
Just takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride, take it
Stay right there, go no further
Don't get a doctor, don't get your mother
Out of the car, your hands on the hood
I'm takin' a ride but it's not doin' no good
So, take another pill from your purse
Take a little ride in a hearse
We're takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride
We're takin' a ride
11.Somethin To Du
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Delivering noise
Real tough boys
What else have I got？
Half-priced drugs
Stolen guitars
What else is new？
It's somethin' to du
It's somethin' to du
Well, it ain't nothin' new
Stand around and sweat
Girls you bet
Sure beats working too
Half my stuff's
Broken guitars
Somethin' to du
Somethin' to du
It ain't nothin' new
Somethin' to du
Somethin' to du
Somethin' to du
Nothin' to
It's somethin'
Delivering noise
Real tough boys
And what else have I got？
Half-priced drugs
Stolen guitars
When the weather's hot
It's somethin' to du
It's somethin' to du
Said somethin' to du
Somethin' to husker
Break the mold
12.Can't Hardly Wait (The Tim Version)
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
I'll be there in an hour
It'll take half a month there on foot
Watering hole, scummy water tower
Set out on foot, if I could
I'll be sad in heaven
You won't follow me there, there
Jesus rides beside me
Never buys any smokes
Hurry up, hurry up, I got enough of this stuff
Ashtray floor, dirty clothes, filthy jokes
Lights flash in the evening
I guess we'll follow him there
I'll be sad in heaven
If I don't find a hole in the gate
Climb on the top of this
Crummy water tower screamin'
I can't hardly wait
I can't wait
I can't wait
I can't wait
I can't wait
I can't wait
'Til it's over
13.Cruella DeVille
Lyricist：Mel Leven
Cruella DeVille, Cruella DeVille
If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella, Cruella DeVille
The glare in her look, the ice in her stare
You innocent children, you'd better beware
The world was such a wholesome place until
Cruella, Cruella DeVille
First, you think think she's a devil
And after time has worn away the shock
You come to realize, I see it in her eyes
She's watching you from underneath a rock
That vampire bat that in she released
She ought to be locked up and never released
Like a spider for the kill, that's old
Cruella, Cruella DeVille, yeah
First, you think think she's a devil
And after time has worn away the shock
You come to realize, you see it in her eyes
She's babi, bidi, babi, bidi, badi, bah
That vampire bat that in she released
She ought to be locked up and toss away the keys
The world was such a wholesome place until
Cruella, Cruella DeVille
Cruella, Cruella, Cruella DeVille
14.Who Knows
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
When the fire in his eyes has turned to ashes
And the heat it gave no longer glows
Who will be the next to dry your lashes？
Who knows？
Imitate the life you find amusing
A mystery got the cop third time she crows
And the love you found danger of losing
Who knows？ Who knows？
Gone tomorrow, depending on the weather
Smelled like rain as you rose
And whether you'll be back at all is depending on
Who knows？
Who knows if it comes or goes？
Who knows if it ever will be loved？
Who knows？
When the fire in his eyes has turned to ashes
And the heat that it gave no longer glows
Who will be the next one to dry your lashes？
Maybe one who knows, who knows？ Who knows？
15.Another Girl, Another Planet
Lyricist：Peter Albert Nei Perrett
I always flirt with death
I could kill, but I don't care about it
I can face your threats
Stand up tall and scream and shout about it
I think I'm on another world with you
Well, I'm on another planet with you
You always get under my skin
I don't find it irritating
You always play to win
Well, I don't need rehabilitating
Well, I think I'm on another world with you
With you, I'm on another planet with you
Another girl, another planet
Another girl
Space travels in my blood
And there ain't nothing I can do about it
Long journeys wear me out
Oh God, we won't live without it
I think I'm on another world with you
I'm on another planet with you
Another girl is loving you now
Another planet is loving you now
Another planet
16.Hayday
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Hit it, Bob
Sittin' at home, and I'm so excited
Goin' to the party though we weren't invited
Times ain't tough, they're tedious
Get up, hayday
My little hayday
Your hayday
Mama, mama, hayday
Idiots act like geniuses
Every genius act like idiots
Hayday
My hayday
Stop hayday
Mama, mama, hayday
It ain't gonna last
Ain't your last
It ain't gonna last
It's my hayday
My little hayday
It's your hayday
My little hayday
My hayday
Your hayday
My hayday
Babadaba, hayday
It's your hayday
It's my hayday
17.Date to Church
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
I might catch some perch yeahhhhhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhhhhh keep it rollin here
Take you on a lurch
On a little date to church
Take you and her
On a, a little date to church
La,la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Gimme one more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Take your honor fast
I'm going to a little bit mass
Come along, it can't hurt
We're on a, a little date to church
C'mon sing
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
One more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Let me tell you now
Old satan's looking out for you
He'll get you by the night's through
Oh, we haven't much time alive
Take me down the hall
Sitting in a pew
Well ain't we the chosen few
Might not help, but it can't hurt
On a, a little date to church
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Deliver us, reverend
What's that？
On a little date to church
18.Cruella De Ville
Lyricist：Mel Leven
Cruella De Ville, Cruella De Ville
If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella, Cruella de ville
The glare in her look, the ice in her stare
You innocent children, you'd better beware
The world was such a wholesome place until
Cruella, Cruella De Ville
First, you think she's a devil
(She's a devil)
And after time has worn away the shock
You come to realize, I see it in her eyes
She's watching you from underneath a rock
That vampire bat that in she released
She ought to be locked up and never released
Like a spider for the kill, that's old
Cruella, Cruella De Ville
First, you think she's a devil
(She's a devil)
And after time has worn away the shock
You come to realize, you see it in her eyes
She's babi-bidi-babi-bidi-badi-bah
That vampire bat that in she released
She ought to be locked up and tossed away the keys
The world was such a wholesome place until
Cruella, Cruella de ville
Oh! Cruella
Cruella, Cruella De Ville
19.Beer for Breakfast
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
All I wanna do is drink beer for breakfast
All I wanna eat is them barbecue chips
All I want is someone just to try to protect us
You can try but you'd never wanna try to defect us
Honey, yeah, I am through
Mama's baby boy is a bum
All I wanna do is stand in this line
All I wanna pick is your nose honey, hi
Sweet little corny you've gotta be husky
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Honey where I'm from
Mama's baby boy is a bum
Honey where I'm from
Halle fucking lujah
I'm a bum
Baby boy's a bum
Baby boy's a bum
Baby boy's a bum
All I wanna do is drink beer for breakfast
20.Dope Smokin Moron
Lyricist：Chris Mars, Robert Stinson, Tommy Stinson, Paul Westerberg
Saw your van on the sand and I don't understand
Tell me why you do it 'cause you understand
Look at where you're goin' before you go insane
Your pills and your booze and you're not the same
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me
Don't make me, don't make me yawn
I keep thinking wonderin' why you do it to yourself
You parents say you do it your way, do what I said
You're cruisin' and you're losin' it on the side
Took this turn, keep doin' it, you're gonna die
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me
Don't make me, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Hey, Merle, I was wonderin' if ya had any 'ludes on ya？
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me yawn
Dope smokin moron, don't make me
Don't make me, don't make me yawn
21.Birthday Gal
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Wax is dripping from the frosting on the cake
Come on girl, buckle up, and don't hesitate
Take a deep breath and blow 'em all away
We sang of key and all the dishes china-blue
Remember don't tell a soul, that wish, it won't come true
Hey sad face, on your lucky day
Birthday gal, did you wish yet？
Can you handle the turning？ The candles are burning low
Birthday gal, do you wish that
There weren't quite as many candles that you had to blow？
Hair falls down all around the eyes that close
She might wear 'em earrings but she won't wear the clothes
Oh, hang 'em up with all the ones that don't fit no more
I thought this was a party, come on let's lighten up
No one gets a slice until we make the first cut
No, we'll leave the lights down, she's ready now and this is
here
Birthday gal, did you wish yet？
Can you handle the turning？ The candles are burning low
Birthday gal, do you wish that
There weren't quite as many candles that you had to blow？
Birthday gal, did you wish yet？
Can you handle the turning？ The candles are burning low
Birthday gal, do you wish that
There weren't quite as many candles that you had to blow？
Birthday gal, make a wish, make a wish
22.Election Day
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
I meant to close the polls
In the chill night, bitter cold
Someone close the polls
On a chill night in the cold
Election day
Now I cannot stay
Wannabe, wannabe
Wannabe, wannabe
I don't care who gets elected
I don't care who gets to find out
I don't care who gets elected
Til I find me one to love
Wannabe, wannabe
Wannabe, wannabe
Wannabe, wannabe
Wannabe
Election, election
I said election
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care
Our election day
23.Stuck in the Middle
Lyricist：Chris Mars, Robert Stinson, Tommy Stinson, Paul Westerberg
Out east they got heat
But we got mosquitoes
They got a west coast scene
Lemme tell ya where the grass grows
Down south they get so drunk
They think they're gonna piddle
Ah, there ain't nowhere to go
When you're stuck right in the middle
Nothing on the left
Nothing on the right
Nothing on the left
Nothing on the right
Now, stuck in
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in
Stuck in the middle
Burgers on the grill
Oh, what a thrill
I got a head full of teeth
Got a pocket full of nothin'
Nothing on the left
Nothing on the right
Nothing on the left
Nothing on the right
Stuck in
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in
Stuck in the middle
Seventeen, eighteen
Nineteen, twenty-one
Stuck in the middle
Lemme tell ya is some fun
Nothing on the left
Nothing on the right
Nothing on the left
Nothing on the right
Stuck in
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in
Stuck in the middle
24.Shiftless When Idle (2006 Remastered Version)
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Everybody that's on my block
They're tired of me, that ain't no shock
And I ain't got no idols
I ain't got much taste
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I got time to waste
They tried to tell me that I should learn
They told me it's best I wait my turn
I can't wait forever
I can't wait that long
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I wanna play this
I thought so
Go get it
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I'm shiftless, I'm shiftless
25.Like a Rolling Pin
Lyricist：Bob Dylan
Hey, Bob, c'mon in here and play the guitar
Like a rolling pin
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine
Threw the 'Mats a dime in your prime, didn't you？
People call, you say beware doll
You're bound to fall, but we've been fallin' through
You used to laugh a lot
At everybody that was hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
'Bout having to be scrounging, well, your next meal
How does it feel？ How does it feel？
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling pin
People call and say beware doll
But y'know you only get juiced in it
Nobody ever taught you how to live on sixty dollars for three
days
But you're gonna get used to it
You used to laugh a lot
I used to laugh a lot
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And you say do you want to make a deal？
How does it feel？ How does it feel？
Like a rolling stone
26.Till We're Nude
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
What ya thinkin' about
What you needin' about
What you needin' about
Won't you hold yourself
We ain't through, me and you
I get your point, I get your point
Whoa, whoa, whoa, me and you
We ain't through, we ain't through
Till we're nude and we do
Till we're nude and we do
Like a fire truck, I'm a-runnin' hot
Like a fire truck, say
F U C K, fire truck, I'll send her
We ain't through, me and you
We ain't through until we're nude
(One more)
We ain't through, me and you
We ain't through until we're nude
And we do
(Woo woo woo)
We're nude and we do
(Woo woo woo)
We're nude and we do
(Woo woo woo)
We're nude and we do
(Woo woo woo)
We're nude and we do
(Woo woo woo)
27.If Only You Were Lonely
Lyricist：Paul Westerberg
Well, I walked out of work
And I was tired as hell
Another day's come
And gone and oh, well
Somewhere there's a drink
With my name on it
Well, I ordered a scotch
As I bust through them doors
Spilled half on my jeans
The other half on the floor
When I saw you standing
By that video game
Well, I ain't very good
But I get practice by myself
Forgot my one line
So I just said what I felt
If only you were lonely
If only you was lonely too
If only you was lonely
I'd go home with you
Twenty push ups this morning
That was half my goal
Tonight I'll be doin' pull ups
On the toilet bowl
And somewhere
Somebody's throwin' up
Well, I broke the seal on my door
And I poured myself to bed
The whirlpool spinning
Around in my head
Around in my head
There was liquor on my breath
And you were on my mind
And I'll be dreamin' of that smile
Without a care in the world
If only you were lonely
If only you was lonely too
If only you was lonely
I walked out of the kitchen
I was tired as hell
Another day's here
And oh, well
Somewhere there's a smile
With my name on it
28.Jungle Rock
Lyricist：Mizell Hank, Simonton Ralph
Well, I was walking through the jungle just the other night
I heard about a rumble and it thought it was a fight
Stopped for a listen and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle drummer and a knocked out beat
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Well, I moved a little closer just to get a better view
There was a chimp and a monkey and a little Susie Q
A gator and a hippo was a doin' the bop
And the big black drums was making me hop
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Bugs grabbed the rabbit and they did the bunny hug
And the old grizzly bear was a-cuttin' the rug
Camel jitterbugging with a kangaroo
And everything moving with a ring-dang-doo
They did the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
It was a knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
Knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
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