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Whatever and Ever Amen




One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces
September '75 I was 47 inches high
Mom said by Christmas I would have
A bad-ass mother G.I. Joe
For your little minds to blow
I still got beat up after class

Now I'm big and important
One angry dwarf
Two hundred solemn faces are you
If you really wanna see me
Check your papers and the TV
Look who's telling who what to do
Kiss my ass good-bye

Don't give me that bullshit
You know who I am
I'm your nightmare, little man
Vic, you stole my lunch money, made me cry
Jane, remember second grade?
Said you couldn't stand my face
Rather than kiss me
You said you'd rather die

You'll be sorry one day
Yes you will, yes you will
You shouldn't push me around
'Cause I will, yes I will
You will be sorry when I'm big
Yes you will be sorry


Fair
He shouted out his last word
And he stumbled through the yard
And she shattered her last china plate
And spun off in the car
When he lunged onto the hood
She stopped to tell him she'd been wrong
He was thrown head over heels
Into the traffic coming on

But then all is fair in love

Did you get my other letters
Sometimes I think I oughta call
Cause you know I often wonder
If you open them at all
Every couple nights or so y'know
You pop into my dreams
I just can't get rid of you
Like you got rid of me
Oh but I send my best
Cause God knows you've seen my worst

But then all is fair in love
(All this breathing in, never breathing out)

I guess she made her way
Through the mob too late to hear him say
That he'd gotten all he'd wanted
A crowd to watch him bear the pain
He'd been keeping in - so what -

All is fair in love


Brick
6 am day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping
I am numb

Up the stairs to the apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out
And we drive
Now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her flowers
And sell some gifts that I got
Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone
Than she ever has before

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

As weeks went by
It showed that she was not fine
They told me son, it's time to tell the truth
She broke down, and I broke down
Cause I was tired of lying

Driving home to her apartment
For a moment we're alone
Yeah she's alone
I'm alone
Now I know it

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly


Song For The Dumped
So you wanted to take a break
Slow it down some and have some space
Well fuck you too!

Give me my money back
Give me my money back, you bitch
I want my money back

Wish I hadn't bought you dinner
Right before you dumped me on your front porch

Give me my money back
Give me my money back, you bitch
I want my money back
... and don't forget my black T-shirt


Selfless, Cold and Composed
I said what you wanted to hear
And what I wanted to say
So I will take it back
Are all the dishes in tact
Let them be broken

It's easy to be
Easy and free
When it doesn't mean anything
You remain
Selfless, cold and composed

You've done me no
Favor to call and be nice
Telling me I
Can take anything I like
Your don't owe me to be so polite
You've done no wrong
You've done no wrong
Get out of my sight

It's easy to be
Easy and free
When it doesn't mean anything
To remain
Selfless, cold and composed

Come on baby
Now throw me a right to the chin
Don't just stare like you never cared
I know you did
You just smiled
Like a bank teller
Telling me blankly, have a nice life

Come on baby
Throw me a right to the chin
Just one sign
That could show me that you give a shit
But you just smile politely
And I grow weaker and I ...

Said what you wanted to hear
And what I wanted to say
So I will take it back

It's easy to be
Easy and free
When it doesn't mean anything
When it doesn't mean anything
You can take anything
So selfless, cold and composed


Kate
She plays wipe out on the drums
The squirrels and the birds come
Gather 'round to sing the guitar
Oh - I...have you got nothing to say
When all words fail, she speaks
Her mix tapes a masterpiece
Walks through the garden
So the roses can see
Oh - I ... have you got nothing to say

And you can see the roses in her footsteps
Dandelions, butterflies
I wanna be Kate

Everyday she wears the same thing
I think she smokes pot
She's everything I want
She's everything I'm not
Oh - I ... have you got nothing to say

She never gets wet
She smiles and it's a rainbow
And she speaks and she breathes
I wanna be Kate

Down by Rosemary and Cameron
She hands out the Bhagavad Gita
I see her 'round every couple days
I wanna meet her so that I can say, "Hey ..."


Smoke
Leaf by leaf, page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness, all the rage
Throw this book away
Rip out the binding, tear the glue
All of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along
Now it's smoke

The things we've written in it
Never really happened
All the things we've written in it
Never really happened
All of the people come and gone
Never really lived
All the people come have gone
No one to forgive - smoke

We will never write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Here's an evening dark with shame
Throw it on the fire
Here's the time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire
Here's the view we didn't speak
It seemed for years and years
Here's a secret
No one will ever know the reasons for the tears
They are smoke

Where do all the secrets live
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel in the air
Those who say the past is not dead
Stop and smell the smoke
You keep on saying the past is not dead
Come and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not even past
You keep saying ...
We are smoke ... smoke ... smoke


Cigarette
Fred Jones was worn down
from caring for his often
screaming and crying wife
burning the day but
He couldn't sleep at night for fear that she
In a stooper from the drugs that didn't even
ease the pain would set the house on blaze
with a cigarette.


Steven's Last Night In Town
Everyone gather 'round now
Sing him a song
Just in case by tomorrow
It happens he's gone

For two weeks and seven days
Our fair foreign friend
I have this feeling
We might never see Steven again

We thought he was gone
But he's shown up again
Last week it was funny
Now the joke's wearing thin
'Cause everyone knows now
That every night now
Will be Steven's last night in town

He's charmed everyone here
Except for Tamara Easter
Who later revealed to him
Her inner-most secrets
Won us over with stories
About Linda McCartney
Lost points with the ladies
For saying he couldn't love a woman with cellulite

We were talking 'bout something
Seems like was funny
Then Steven got quiet
I think Steven was mad
Maybe he wasn't mad
But we felt really strange for a moment
Then the moment was gone
And forgotten ...


Battle of Who COuld Care Less
Do you not hear me anymore
I know its not your thing to care
I know its cool to be so bored
But it sucks me in when you're aloof
It sucks me in, it sucks it works
I guess it's cool to be alone

Will you never rest
Fighting the battle of who could care less
Every day you wake up late Sometimes I wish I was that way

And you think Rockford Files is cool
But there are some things that you would change
If it were up to you
So think about your masterpiece
Watch the Rockford Files
Call to see if Paul can score some weed

Will you never rest
Fighting the battle of who could care less
Unearned unhappiness
That's okay, I guess ...

I've got this great idea
Why don't we pitch it to the Franklin Mint:
Fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom
Singing whatever and ever amen ...
...Oh well, maybe not - I'll try again
This should cheer you up for sure
See, I've got your old I.D.
And you're all dressed up like the Cure

Will you never rest
Fighting the battle of who could care less
Unearned unhappiness
You're my hero I confess


Missing The War
All is quiet, his tired eyes
See figures jotted down
And clothes all strewn around the bedroom floor
Now nothing's adding up
And nothing's making sense
She's sleeping like a baby
She doesn't know he wasn't meant for this
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war, all night
Missing the war
I'm missing the war

He drove home again
Pissed and beaten
It's really no big deal
It happens all the time
It's no big deal
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war, all night
Missing the war
I'm missing the war

Time may fly
And dreams may die
The shaking voice that tells him go
Still thinks he might
He knows he won't
I'm missing the war
I'm missing the war, all night
Missing the war
I'm missing the war
Till beads of sunlight hit me in the morning
And I forget

So much time so little to say


Evaporated
What I've kept with me
And what I've thrown away
And where the hell I've ended up
On this glary random day
Were the things I've really cared about
Just left along the way
For being too pent up and proud

Woke up way too late
Feeling hungover and old
And the sun was shining bright
And I walked barefoot down the road
Started thinking about my old man
Want to get into a car and go anywhere

Here I stand, sad and free
I can't cry, I can't see
What I've done
God, what have I done

Don't you know I'm numb, man?
I can't feel a thing at all
Now it's all smiles and business these days
I'm indifferent to the loss
I have faith that there's a soul somewhere
That's leading me around
I wonder if she knows
Which way is up and which is down

I poured my heart out
I poured my heart out
It evaporated ... see?

Blind man at a canyon's edge
Of a panoramic scene
Or maybe I'm a kite that's flying high and random
Dangling a string
Or slumped over in a vacant room
Head on a stranger's knee
I'm sure back home they think I've lost my mind