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Soothing Sounds For Baby
Lyrics
Don't forget these lyrics that Soothing Sounds For Baby wrote/'covered' over the years.
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Dead On The Inside
By Allan Heifetz
Hey it's alright, it's just a feeling
Don't sweat it just because it may be
Slightly fucked up
They're always there - those evil feelings
Sweet and pure, straight from the gut
Please respect them
We all got 'em you can't judge your brother
When you're feeling dead on the inside
Everyone around you feels your pain instead of you
How nice
Everyone around you thinks you can't relate
You're selfish or paralyzed
It's true
But my mommy told me I should feel this way
Just shut down completely and you'll be okay
Is it any wonder I turned out this way
Dead on the inside
If you got no sense of soul, no sense of spirit
Don't you believe it, you're gonna need it
Bet your big bum - come on and get some
Say your relationship starting to smear, dear
I think you're gonna have to chalk it up to time
Time is quite real
Do what I do, cherish what you have
I think it's gonna take some pain
I think it's gonna take a trauma
From a loss, some premo sufferin'
I think it's gonna take some pain
I think it's gonna take a crisis
Twice as bad as any you've ever had
When you're feeling dead on the inside
Everyone around you feels your pain instead of you
How nice
Everyone around you thinks you can't relate
You're selfish or paralyzed
It's true
But my mommy told me I should feel this way
Is it any wonder I turned out this way
I'm feelin' dead on the inside
Desert Island
By Allan Heifetz
Drugs are good, drugs are nice
Drugs are angels slapping my back tonight
But I'd trade 'em in a minute for love
Wait I meant a desert island
Amazing, I like it
But I can't, just how do they do it?
Self discovery well maybe later
Cause it's ugly to feel this way
Especially since deep down
I feel that I could love mankind
How did it get so scary
We all need a spring of breath-air sometimes
Who's to blame
Who's to blame for my insane behavior
Certainly, certainly not me
Excuse me, what?
Did I really hear myself say that
Not my fault because
I'm not good off the cuff with the chit chat shit
Family's good, family's nice
Family's never ever the same game twice
But I'd trade 'em in a minute for drugs
Wait I meant a desert island
Amazing, I like it
But I can't, just how do they do it?
Self discovery well maybe later
So depressin'
Think I'd like to keep on guessin'
Let's not take that road, please
Feel like giving up on all connections
Always something that I'm missin'
From my arsenal
And it's ugly to feel this way
Especially since deep down I really
think I want a desert island
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Morning
By Matt Kaden
I would love you in the morning
I would hold you so tight
If you were mine
I'd take you out every night
I would tell you stories, I would bite between your toes
And I would listen as well
I would go out of my way
This for me to say is unusual
I would recite nursery rhymes, I would dance with you
I'd be straight with you - I'd be great with you
And I never would be late my dear
Never make you wait my dear
I would hear you out, even give you the last word
Volunteer my voice mail number and password
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New Years Restoration
By Matt Kaden
Christmas tree lights flicker
I hold my martini glass to my eye
Feel like a bedbug seeing infrared
Seem like no one else even tries
Pulse increase rate frantic
Wait a minute - I'm still caught up in it
Wait a minute - I'm still caught up in it
Wait a minute
While I'm restoring the other face
Everything else falls into place
While I'm restoring the other face
Everything else falls into place
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On The Fly
By Allan Heifetz
Let's be impulsive
Sit right down
Sleep all day
Maybe go see a movie
Let's throw that caution
Pull out the phone
Shrivel up tight
Don't reply to the question
Throw the day away
We can afford it
Approve it with plastic
We can afford it
Look down at the floor - just for the hell of it
Keep it all inside - whaddaya say?
Let's be impulsive
Let's not care
The cupboards bare
Let's watch a 30 minute commercial
Let's throw that caution - oh!
Blow off your friends
Cut down trees
Fuck all confrontation
Throw the day away
We can afford it
Approve it with plastic
We can afford it
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Pronoid
By Allan Heifetz
Make way, I'm pronoid
My opinions are shiny with specialness
I rule over a myopia utopia
My wife loves my stupid ass baby noises
But she doesn't get Seinfeld
Maybe I do but I don't think it's funny
I tell people that I love to laugh
Which proves that I'm a dysfunctional wreck
I liked the Beatles before they got
All loud and weird
What a shame - they respect me too much
There's a line - there's a distance
That's why they treat me like I'm the plaque
I'm too important - they don't wanna disturb me
I get a hard-on for marketing
I call up corporations and give 'em free advice
I tell people I'm a player / insider
Stewing in this inefficiency small pond
I like to talk dirty at work
Because that's what I'm supposed to do
But it sounds so disturbing coming out of me
No one laughs with me or talks with me
I liked the Beatles before they got
All loud and weird
Your free spirit is choking me
Your free spirit is a joke to me
Your puny free spirit is a dark facade ya see
Your puny free spirit is choking me
Pure Imagination
By Bricusse/Newley
Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination
We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it
There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it
There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly
wish to be
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Sidewalk Train
By Matt Kaden
Everyone's turning back
Everyone's turning back
Rainy day, nitroglycerin
Rainy day, insecticide suicide siren
Dizzy scholar glimpse the gist of Lake Placid
The Idiot's Lantern distracting the choir
Don't you want to take a slide
They handcuffed the puppeteer
Please stand aside
Tripping on the sidewalk train
Everyone's turning back
Everyone's turning back
Smile is out, gel-ignite medicine
Smile is out, ministry cipher in Braille
The town's crazy for The Bicycle Thief
The news of Count Zephyr, he broke out of jail
Don't you want to take a slide
Get out of the lampshade, ladybug
Psycho elder coming down
Tripping on the sidewalk train
Everyone's turning back
Everyone's turning back
Child's play hop-scotching around
Looking up, looking down
Child's play hop-scotching around
Looking up, looking down
Specter
By Tony Flackett
The specter of regret is a hard one to fight
It swoops down in night in the guise of whispering voices
Reading out loud the log of all of your choices
A shred of doubt becomes a shroud
A culminating cloud
Raining on your present tense - the could-have-been parade
Presenting tension you can't return
A muffled tirade berates the days events that you've allowed
Too proud to learn
The specter of regret is so hard to avoid
You're annoyed with yourself and the time you'll be wasting
It's too late you failed - the tail you'll be chasing
A shred of doubt becomes a shroud
A culminating cloud
Raining on your present tense - the could-have-been parade
Presenting tension you can't return
A muffled tirade berates the days events that you've allowed
A shred of doubt becomes a shroud
A culminating cloud
Raining on your present tense - the could-have-been parade
Presenting tension you can't return
A muffled tirade berates the days events that you've allowed
Social Rumble
By Matt Kaden
Cardboard, cardboard, can not scratch it off
Everywhere I go cardboard cutouts in my path
Fire hydrants ring like telephones
Blue light crawls out of the gutter as I pass
Streetlights flicker on every time I glance
Hobos salute me and ask me to dance
What bugs me the most about these rich parts of town
is the fact that I might be suspicious
Work is good food
These newspapers and briefcases - they just won't do
These wristwatches and televisions all have files on you
Humor your windows - mirror your neighbors
And there'll be a place for you
Glamour and glitter will torture the sinner - it's hard to hurt a fly
Get your shit on, we're going outside -
there's a gray rainbow and it's hanging over ugly town
I walk with a garlic necklace and a cross, laughing at not with
What bugs me the most about 'em
Is how they encourage you to hang
Only to find out later
You were not qualified
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Vintage Mash-Up #1
By Allan Heifetz
Coka-Cola, where the wind comes sweepin' down the - achoo!
I'm a yankee doodle
She's my yankee doodle
A real live nephew of my Uncle
Born on the...
I'm a yankee doodle
She's my yankee doodle
A yankee doodle pony
I am a pony
At McDonald's
At McDonald's
(We do it all) at McDonald's
At McDonald's
Business I...
Business I...
Business I know
Everything about it is a...
Everything about it is a...
Everything about it is a...
Everything about it is appealing
And when you're stealing that extra...
Huh? what? oh-no!
Business I...
Business I...
Business I go
On with the show
Let's go on with the...
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What's He Do?
By Allan Heifetz
He sits at his desk, in the hall
Playing golf on his computer - what do you do sir?
Stranded in this ghost town corporation
Not even pretending to care
And he's always there
That's why I ask - what's he do?
Maybe he defines his life in terms of family
Not work
Maybe he's a commie jerk!
The fascist employee News Center
Hangs like a corpse on the dusty wall
The UPS guy brings the news from outside
In the sinkless lunchroom - doom and gloom reside
We get days off and vacations
For what reason, I'm not sure
No, there's no big brother
Just first aid boxes, water coolers and photocopiers
That's why I ask - what's he do?
Will Power
By Matt Kaden
One, two figures standing in the distance
Who they are must weigh in the difference
Silhouettes gambling moonshine
One, two figures standing in the distance
How this picture kills me
It's power writes my will
Will power quote a price
Will I read my right to remain silent
(Will Power)
I think that it's going on
Not just you - everything
(chorus)
Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your good thing
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Yard Sail
By Tony Flackett
I need a ride, that girl's frame three-speed
Won't take two tens, are you feigning?
It's been in the shed, you've left it for dead
You'll be rolling it back, it'll soon be raining
Now how will it fit in the car
Breath in, we're not going that far
Unless we see a sign
Ahoy - yard sail!
Look I see shore, retro threads in store
Any vinyl? Look over there eight tracks (I care)
Stare and drive slow, if there's good shit you'll know
Pass it by until the bike's back
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