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ANA NG
Make a hole with a gun, perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desktop globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside-down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the '64 World's Fair
Eighty dolls yelling "small girl after all"
Who was at the Dupont Pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in back of the edge of hearing
These are the words that the voice was repeating:
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
When I was driving, once, I saw this painted on a bridge:
"I don't want the world; I just want your half."
They don't need me here and I know you're there
Where the world goes by like the humid air
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away
And the truth is we don't know anything
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Dr WORM
My name is Dr. Worm
Good morning. How are you? I'm Dr. Worm
I'm interested in things
I'm not a real doctor
But I am a real worm
I am an actual worm
I live like a worm
I like to play the drums
I think I'm getting good
But I can handle criticism
I'll show you what I know
And you can tell me if you think I'm getting better on the drums
I'll leave the front un-locked 'cause I can't
Hear the doorbell
When I get into it I can't tell if you are
Watching me twirling the stick
When I give the signal, my friend
Rabbi Vole will pay the solo
Some day somebody else besides me will
Call me by my stage name, they will
Call me Dr Worm
Good Morning how are you, I'm Dr Worm
I'm interested in things
I'm not a real doctor
But I am a real worm
I am an actual worm
I live like a worm
I like to play the drums
I think I'm getting good
But I can handle criticism
I'll show you what I know
And you can tell me if you think I'm getting better on the drums
I'm not a real doctor
But they call me Dr. Worm
NIGHTGOWN of The SULLEN MOON
Fell in the door
And you fell on the floor
With your hand on the knob
Looking up and abruptly
Forget what you're thinking
Fire alarms go off in your head
You live
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Drug trip, it's not a drug trip so you feel a bit insulted
Space walk, it's like a space walk with the corresponding weight loss
And you're nothing but air, with your hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
There's a feeling of boredom
Of the big whoredom
Following dressing up
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Your head is on the moon
MEET JAMES ENSOR
Meet James Ensor
Belgium's famous painter
Dig him up and shake his hand
Appreciate the man
Before there were junk stores
Before there was junk
He lived with his mother and the torments of Christ
The world was transformed
A crowd gathered round
Pressed against his window so they could be the first
To meet James Ensor
Belgium's famous painter
Raise a glass and sit and stare
Understand the man
He lost all his friends
He didn't need his friends
He lived with his mother and repeated himself
The world has forgotten
The world moved along
The crowd at his window went back to their homes
Meet James Ensor
Meet James Ensor
Belgium's famous painter
Dig him up and shake his hand
Appreciate the man
The GUITAR
Hey,
Who's that playing?
Hey,
The guitar?
Is it Jim? I don't know..
Is it Jim? I don't know..
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion takes control,
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion takes control,
Hey,
Who's that playing?
Hey,
The guitar?
Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone,
Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone,
Hush my darling, be still my darling,
Hey,
Hush my darling, be still my darling
Hey
Turn it up... The guitar..
I can't hear, the guitar..
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion waves goodbye
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion waves goodbye
Hey,
Who's that playing?
Hey,
The guitar?
Hey,
Hey,
Hey,
Hey,
WHY DOES The SUN SHINE?
(minus improvs, italics are spoken)
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Yo ho, it's hot, the sun is not
A place where we could live
But here on Earth there'd be no life
Without the light it gives
We need its light
We need its heat
We need its energy
Without the sun, without a doubt
There'd be no you and me
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
The sun is hot
It is so hot that everything on it is a gas: iron, copper,
aluminum, and many others.
The sun is large
If the sun were hollow, a million Earths could fit inside.
And yet, the sun is only a middle-sized star.
The sun is far away
About 93 million miles away, and that's why it looks so small.
And even when it's out of sight
The sun shines night and day
The sun gives heat
The sun gives light
The sunlight that we see
The sunlight comes from our own sun's
Atomic energy
Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine.
The heat and light of the sun come from the nuclear reactions of hydrogen,
carbon, nitrogen, and helium.
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Particle Man
Particle Man, Particle Man
Doing the things a particle can
What's he like? It's not important.
Particle Man.
Is he a dot, or is he a speck?
If he's underwater does he get wet?
Or does the water get him instead?
Nobody knows, Particle Man
Triangle Man, Triangle Man
Triangle Man hates Particle Man
They have a fight, Triangle wins,
Triangle Man
Universe Man, Universe Man
Size of the entire universe man
Usually kind to smaller man, Universe Man.
He's got a watch with a minute hand,
millenium hand, and an eon hand
and when they meet, it's happy land
powerful man, Universe Man
Person Man, Person Man
Hit on the head with a frying pan
Lives his life in a garbage can, Person Man.
Is he depressed, or is he a mess?
Does he feel totally worthless?
Who came up with person man?
Degraded man. Person man.
Triangle Man, Triangle Man
Triangle Man hates Person Man
They had a fight, Triangle wins
Triangle Man
OLDER
You're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older
and now you're even older
and now you're even older.
you're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older,
and now you're older still.
Time!...is marching on,
and time
is still marching on.
This day will soon be at an end
and now it's even sooner
and now it's even sooner
and now it's even sooner
this day will soon be at an end
and now it's even sooner
and now it's sooner still
You're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older
and now you're even older
and now you're even older.
you're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older,
and now you're older still.
*********************************************
ahhh.... Like scratching an itch. }:>
We saw Gigantic last night. Wheee!!! }:D
If you like TMBG at all, you must see this movie!
Of course, it's a documentary, it's indie and so it'll be *really* rare to find it, so I hope it comes out on DVD soon.
In the last two years I've seen the Giants about five times. If you've never seen them live you are REALLY missing out.
Make a hole with a gun, perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desktop globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside-down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the '64 World's Fair
Eighty dolls yelling "small girl after all"
Who was at the Dupont Pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in back of the edge of hearing
These are the words that the voice was repeating:
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
When I was driving, once, I saw this painted on a bridge:
"I don't want the world; I just want your half."
They don't need me here and I know you're there
Where the world goes by like the humid air
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away
And the truth is we don't know anything
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's magestic presence
Listen Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Dr WORM
My name is Dr. Worm
Good morning. How are you? I'm Dr. Worm
I'm interested in things
I'm not a real doctor
But I am a real worm
I am an actual worm
I live like a worm
I like to play the drums
I think I'm getting good
But I can handle criticism
I'll show you what I know
And you can tell me if you think I'm getting better on the drums
I'll leave the front un-locked 'cause I can't
Hear the doorbell
When I get into it I can't tell if you are
Watching me twirling the stick
When I give the signal, my friend
Rabbi Vole will pay the solo
Some day somebody else besides me will
Call me by my stage name, they will
Call me Dr Worm
Good Morning how are you, I'm Dr Worm
I'm interested in things
I'm not a real doctor
But I am a real worm
I am an actual worm
I live like a worm
I like to play the drums
I think I'm getting good
But I can handle criticism
I'll show you what I know
And you can tell me if you think I'm getting better on the drums
I'm not a real doctor
But they call me Dr. Worm
NIGHTGOWN of The SULLEN MOON
Fell in the door
And you fell on the floor
With your hand on the knob
Looking up and abruptly
Forget what you're thinking
Fire alarms go off in your head
You live
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Drug trip, it's not a drug trip so you feel a bit insulted
Space walk, it's like a space walk with the corresponding weight loss
And you're nothing but air, with your hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
There's a feeling of boredom
Of the big whoredom
Following dressing up
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
How the windows lean into the room
In the nightgown of the sullen moon
Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
It's not necessary to breathe
Forever is a long time
Your head is on the moon
Your head is on the moon
MEET JAMES ENSOR
Meet James Ensor
Belgium's famous painter
Dig him up and shake his hand
Appreciate the man
Before there were junk stores
Before there was junk
He lived with his mother and the torments of Christ
The world was transformed
A crowd gathered round
Pressed against his window so they could be the first
To meet James Ensor
Belgium's famous painter
Raise a glass and sit and stare
Understand the man
He lost all his friends
He didn't need his friends
He lived with his mother and repeated himself
The world has forgotten
The world moved along
The crowd at his window went back to their homes
Meet James Ensor
Meet James Ensor
Belgium's famous painter
Dig him up and shake his hand
Appreciate the man
The GUITAR
Hey,
Who's that playing?
Hey,
The guitar?
Is it Jim? I don't know..
Is it Jim? I don't know..
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion takes control,
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion takes control,
Hey,
Who's that playing?
Hey,
The guitar?
Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone,
Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone,
Hush my darling, be still my darling,
Hey,
Hush my darling, be still my darling
Hey
Turn it up... The guitar..
I can't hear, the guitar..
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion waves goodbye
In the spaceship, the silver spaceship, the lion waves goodbye
Hey,
Who's that playing?
Hey,
The guitar?
Hey,
Hey,
Hey,
Hey,
WHY DOES The SUN SHINE?
(minus improvs, italics are spoken)
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Yo ho, it's hot, the sun is not
A place where we could live
But here on Earth there'd be no life
Without the light it gives
We need its light
We need its heat
We need its energy
Without the sun, without a doubt
There'd be no you and me
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
The sun is hot
It is so hot that everything on it is a gas: iron, copper,
aluminum, and many others.
The sun is large
If the sun were hollow, a million Earths could fit inside.
And yet, the sun is only a middle-sized star.
The sun is far away
About 93 million miles away, and that's why it looks so small.
And even when it's out of sight
The sun shines night and day
The sun gives heat
The sun gives light
The sunlight that we see
The sunlight comes from our own sun's
Atomic energy
Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine.
The heat and light of the sun come from the nuclear reactions of hydrogen,
carbon, nitrogen, and helium.
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Particle Man
Particle Man, Particle Man
Doing the things a particle can
What's he like? It's not important.
Particle Man.
Is he a dot, or is he a speck?
If he's underwater does he get wet?
Or does the water get him instead?
Nobody knows, Particle Man
Triangle Man, Triangle Man
Triangle Man hates Particle Man
They have a fight, Triangle wins,
Triangle Man
Universe Man, Universe Man
Size of the entire universe man
Usually kind to smaller man, Universe Man.
He's got a watch with a minute hand,
millenium hand, and an eon hand
and when they meet, it's happy land
powerful man, Universe Man
Person Man, Person Man
Hit on the head with a frying pan
Lives his life in a garbage can, Person Man.
Is he depressed, or is he a mess?
Does he feel totally worthless?
Who came up with person man?
Degraded man. Person man.
Triangle Man, Triangle Man
Triangle Man hates Person Man
They had a fight, Triangle wins
Triangle Man
OLDER
You're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older
and now you're even older
and now you're even older.
you're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older,
and now you're older still.
Time!...is marching on,
and time
is still marching on.
This day will soon be at an end
and now it's even sooner
and now it's even sooner
and now it's even sooner
this day will soon be at an end
and now it's even sooner
and now it's sooner still
You're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older
and now you're even older
and now you're even older.
you're older than you've ever been
and now you're even older,
and now you're older still.
*********************************************
ahhh.... Like scratching an itch. }:>
We saw Gigantic last night. Wheee!!! }:D
If you like TMBG at all, you must see this movie!
Of course, it's a documentary, it's indie and so it'll be *really* rare to find it, so I hope it comes out on DVD soon.
In the last two years I've seen the Giants about five times. If you've never seen them live you are REALLY missing out.
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