Peaches - The Presidents Of The United States Of America (1996)

Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches

Peaches come from a can
They were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
And if I had my little way
I'd eat peaches every day
Sun-soakin' bulges in the shade

Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches

I took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman
I poked my finger down inside
Make a little room for an ant to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or a can or a pie

(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free, look out!

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free, look out!

Lump - The Presidents Of The United States Of America (1996)

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the one she got was sorta rotten and insane
Small things so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Oh yeah! Ba-bow, ba-ba badadada
Ba-bow, ba-ba badadada
Ba-bow, ba-ba bananana
Da-bow

Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
And life limped along at sub-sonic speeds

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead
Woo!

Is this lump outta my head? I think so
Is this lump outta my head? I think so, yeah, woo!
Is this lump outta my head? I think so
Is this lump outta my head?

Add It Up - Violent Femmes (1983)

Day after day
I will walk and I will play
But the day after today
I will stop and I will start

Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Believe me, there'd be some things that I wouldn't miss
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss

Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Believe me, I'd know what to do
But something won't let me make love to you

Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
I guess it's got something to do with luck
But I waited my whole life for just one

Day after day
I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I take a bow and say goodnight

Mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mum
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one
But when your sugar left, he left you on the run

So mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mum
Take a look now, look what your boy has done
He's walking around like he's number one
'Cause he went downtown and he got him a gun

So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me

Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me

Broken-down kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke
Grasp and reach for a leg of hope

Words to memorize, words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise
Words all fail the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs

But mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mother
I would love to love you, lover
The city's restless, it's ready to pounce
Go here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce

Sayin' mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mother
I would love to love you, lover
The city's restless, it's ready to pounce
Go here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce, said

I'm giving you a decision to make
Things to lose, things to take
Just as she's about ready to cut it up
She said, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up"

Gone Daddy Gone - Violent Femmes (1983)

Beautiful girl, lovely dress
High school smiles, oh yes
Beautiful girl, lovely dress
Where she is now, I can only guess

'Cause it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone away

When I see you
Eyes will turn blue
When I see you
A thousand eyes turning blue

'Cause it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
It's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone away

Tell by the way you that you switch and walk
I can see by the way that you baby talk
I can know by the way that you treat your man
I can love you, baby, it's a cryin'

'Cause it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yes, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone

Beautiful girl, lovely dress (Gone, daddy, gone, the love is gone)
Fifteen smiles, oh yes (Gone, daddy, gone, the love is gone)
Beautiful girl, lovely dress (Gone, daddy, gone, the love is gone)
Where she is now, I can only guess (Gone, daddy, gone, the love is gone)

'Cause it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Said it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone
Yeah, it's gone, daddy, gone
The love is gone away

Gone away (Way, way)
Gone away
Gone away

Blister In The Sun - Violent Femmes (1983)

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out

I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on
Like I blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

Body and beats
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why

My girlfriend, she's at the end
She is starting to cry

Let me go on
Like I blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out

I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out

I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Body and beats
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why

My girlfriend, she's at the end
She is starting to cry

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out

I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on
Like I blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

United States Of Whatever - Liam Lynch (2002)

Whatever

I went down to the beach and saw Kiki
She was all like, "Ewh, " and I'm like, "Whatever!"

Then this chick comes up to me
And she's all like, "Hey, aren't you that dude-?"
And I'm like, "Yeah, whatever!"

So later, I'm-, I'm at the pool hall and this girl comes up
And she's all like, "Uhh, " and I'm like, "Yeah, whatever!"

'Cause this is my United States of Whatever!
And this is my United States of Whatever!
And this is my United States of Whatever!

And then, it's 3 a.m.
I'm on the corner, wearing my leather
And this dude comes up to me, and says, "Hey, punk"
I'm like, "Yeah, whatever!"

Then, I'm throwing dice in the alley
And Officer Leroy comes up, and he's like, "Hey, I thought I told you-"
And I'm like, "Yeah, whatever!"

Then, up comes Zaphron, and I'm like, "Yo, Zaphron, what's up?"
And he's like, "Nothin, " and I'm like, "That's cool"

'Cause this is my United States of Whatever!
And this is my United States of Whatever!

6 Underground - Sneaker Pimps (1996)

Take me down, six underground
The ground beneath your feet
Laid out low, nothing to go
Nowhere a way to meet

I've got a head full of drought, down here
So far off losing out 'round here
Overground, watch this space
I'm open to falling from grace

Calm me down, bring it 'round
Too way high off your street
I can see like nothing else
In me, you're better than I wanna be

Don't think 'cause I understand, I care
Don't think 'cause I'm talking, we're friends
Overground, watch this space
I'm open to falling from grace

Talk me down, safe and sound
Too strung up to sleep
Wear me out, scream and shout
Swear my time's never cheap

I fake my life like I've lived too much
I take whatever you're giving, not enough
Overground, watch this space
I'm open

I fake my life like I've lived too much
I take whatever you're given, not enough
Overground, watch this space
I'm open to falling from grace

Pixies - Wave Of Mutilation (1989)

Cease to resist, giving my goodbye
Drive my car into the ocean
You'll think I'm dead, but I sail away
On a wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave
Wave

I've kissed mermaids, rode the El Nino
Walked the sand with the crustaceans
Could find my way to Mariana
On a wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave
Wave

Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave
Wave