Lo Fi Rainbow
CHORUS
What do I think about you?
I don't know where to begin
Slid down the lo fi rainbow
And you were at the end
And I went out to a party late last night
Tuna fish and M&Ms were everywhere in sight
And I think about how I behave sometimes
And other times I let it go and I act out of my mind
And really, my feeling is this is how to live
How much fun can one man have? I've got a lot to give
So maybe today will be my new proof positive
(I think of Dorothy walking towards me right before my eyes)
(A sour note comes from my throat and I decide)
(To walk her cocker spaniel named nathaniel. Why?)
(Down Toto, naked photo, that's been done, that's why)
And there was lots of sleeping
And dreaming lots of creepy
And falling wide awakey
The ground was soft and cakey
Maybe you least expect it
That's when I'll least arrive
I'm willing to accept it
I'm turning 25
Fourth of July
Shoes in my size
Surreal surprise (Hooray!)
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
And I was just about to
Go phonin' up a friend
Dialled up a lo-fi number
And you were at the end
And I don't believe that I recall your name
And after all in stereo they all sound just the same
And I do believe that I will need some time
It's Andre Dawson fishing reel and I've only just arrived.
(Where's the scarecrow? Where did he go? He's afraid of fire)
(I found your ring. It's on my finger. Possibly my size)
(I think of home and never go and that's okay by me)
(Moneypenny, Joe and Jenny, White Album for free)
>From black and white to color
Didn't believe it then
Still don't and now it's duller
But I found lo-fi friends
Maybe you least expect it
That's when I'll least arrive
I'm willing to accept it
I just turned 25.
Think of your mind
Look at your eyes
Surreal surprise (Hi-Fi! Lo-Fi!)
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CHORUS 2
Everyone Loves Delaware (Going To Wilmington)
VERSE 1
Isn't Delaware nice, a place that everyone likes
What a nice place for a bank to live
It's a hell of a place, yeah it's the very first state
'Cause that's where Thomas Carper is
Not Brian Harper's kids
If you don't know who he is
He's 'that guy' from the Twins
But Delaware doesn't have a baseball team
And we think that's okay, 'cause it's the Delaware way
And we're always building something new
Listen, these are the facts, they say there's no corporate tax
'Cause we've got better things to do
Like going to Wilmington, I'm gonna get down
Going to Wilmington, I love that town
I don't even know what's there, but I don't really care
Because it's Delaware!
Going to Wilmington
Plenty to go around
Never be cold again
We're living underground
Going to Wilmington, Going to Wilmington
Repeat VERSE 1
Not Brian Harper's kids
If you don't know who he is
He batted a thousand and ten
He's as big as fourteen men
But Delaware doesn't have a baseball team
Feels like I've died and gone to Delaware...
February 2nd
Wake up Phil and smell your shadow
It's February, winter's aglow with snow
And so I want you all to know
This winter's got a long way to go
"I can't be repsonsible for winter"
He says, he says, as he climbs out of bed
"You can't blame me for the weather"
He says, "you complain, but it's always the same"
Everybody get up and dance and say "Hey!"
Happy Groundhog Day!
Say a prayer and light a candle
Watch the snow and ice melt away, away
"I'm a groundhog and it's winter,
I just want to hibernate! I'm awake!"
Tasty
He says he's a fan of animals
Yeah but can he ride a camel
He's a zookeeper from Canada
Hey man can I pet your panda?
"I'm not that kind of zookeeper," he said,
"But I'll let you touch my Peter"
Now Peter was a mountain lion
He tried to bite my hand
I said "Peter man, we're tryin'"
But he didn't like my band
Now I'll get my revenge
Here's just what I'll do
I'll play electric guitar
I'll play it at the zoo
I'll make the lions wig out
or so the zookeepers say
And then I'll turn it way down
And they wig out anyway
'Cause we sound tasty to the lions
We sound tasty to the lions, so they say
We sound tasty to the lions, when we play
Oh yeah, Simba won't you come to Pookey
Smells funny, primate junky, big ugly waste of monkey
Based on everything I've ever seen
Lions they can get pretty mean
And if they don't like the songs I make
I look like a tender juicy steak
Just a tender piece of meat
But I'm not very good to eat
Shonen Knife is from Japan
I bet they're your favorite band
When we play at the zoo
We sound like dinner for two
Oh will you please turn it down
'Cause you're a little too loud
They climb the sides of the cage
That's what the zookeepers say
All the big cats are my friends
I ain't got nothin' against them
Rules
What can I do that hasn't been done
to take this song to number one?
Who can I pay or give lots of head
to make sure this song doesn't end up dead?
'Cause I'm waiting, waiting for number one
First rule of fight club is talk about my buzz
Believe in the hype, one hit wonder Was Not Was
Next rule in my town is never play my town
Because if you suck, word always gets around
It's a song about being the song
About getting along
About doing what you're doing wrong
What can I do to make me appealing?
To sell my song at Burger King?
Where can I play to make lots of dough?
To make girls scream and fondle me wherever I go?
'Cause I'm waiting, waiting for number one
Third rule in my town whatever you do
Don't let people get ahead of you
One thing about me is never try to help me
Single, songle, circle, baby spider hippie
Uptight
Something old, something new
Something finally came through
Is this how you wanna get ahead in life
If someone's ahead, someone must be behind
Something boring, something blue
What's the matter with you?
Is this how you wanna spend your free time
I'm getting ahead, you're falling behind
Extra time is a story told by lazy people
I'll take some of yours, you can have some of mine
Remember...
I don't wanna tell another story of a star above to walk away a happier life
Pardon me, I wouldn't bother getting all uptight about it, even if you do I
don't mind
Everything you want is honest, common, good, and done as promised,
everything is passing you by
Make it easy, add a comma, life is but a melodrama, and we're just along for
the ride
You've got your hat on
and you've got your wits about you
You do
You've got your coat on
And you seem preoccupied
Me too
I'm relaxed, you're uptight
Something just isn't right
Let's pretend, begin again, and don't rhyme
Try some of that fancy fabled free time
Something tattered, something torn
Something just being born
Kicking, screaming, squinting at the bright light
Always thinking something isn't quite right
What The Hell's A Pookey Bleum?
What the hell's a Pookey Bleum?
I can't tell you
You're gonna have to tell yourself
And let me know what you find out
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'Cause I've got a Pookey Bleum in my pocket
You can dig through them and find out what it is
I picked it up while flying all around in my rocket
You can take it home with you and show the kids
Which bad part is bothering you?
I can help you
Once we put an 'e' before the 'l' (Belum, Belum)
That didn't work out very well (Belum, Belum)
Maybe we could drop a vowel,
Like that 'eu'
That wouldn't be so hard to spell
Think of all the records we could sell!
CHORUS
Semisonic, Electronic, Pookey Bleum is hooked on phonics
So poetic and prophetic, Pookey Bleum is not phoenetic