Down there at the pawn shop, it's the way-only way to shop Down there at the pawn shop, if it's not in stone Down there at the pawn shop, it no way, no way to shop Down there at the pawn shop What has been told, Albino made of stone Just remember that it's flesh and bone So, why I'm down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop What has been sold, not strictly made of stone Just remember that it's flesh and bone And I have heard, like dike-a-bird yeah But just remember that it's flesh and bone So, why I'm down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop (Go) (Right) (Uh, that's right) Down here at the pawn shop, it's a nifty way to shop Down here at the pawn shop, it's another sold Down here at the pawn shop, it's a nifty way to shop Down there at the pawn shop What has been sold, not strictly made of stone Just remember that it's flesh and bone What has been sold, not strictly sold Please remember that it's flesh and bone Down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop Down here at the pawn shop-yop-yop Sing

I heard you been creeping 'round 'Bout the time that sun goes down You been talking in your sleep And it's been going on for weeks And I been solving puzzle pieces High time to come to Jesus You got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with them, oh I was born in the morning But I wasn't born yesterday Deep into your inventory's Gonna send me to an early grave You got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with them Yeah, you got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with Bones to pick with Bones to pick with them, hey

Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Well, I found him in Pensacola In a trailer in the sand The man from the picture Creased and yellow in my hand Creased and yellow in my hand He was squinting and stubbled And standing in the door He said, "If you've come to take the car away I don't have it anymore I don't have it anymore" Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey He got the gospel on the radio And the gospel on TV He got all of the transcripts Back to 1963 Back to 1963 He said, "I sold my blood for money There wasn't any pain But I just can't stand the feeling It's in someone else's veins" It's in someone else's vei-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Vei-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Mama took me aside And she tried to change my mind She said, "Don't waste your time in looking There's nothin', nothin' left to find Nothin', nothin' left to find" So I left him in Pensacola In a trailer in the sand The man from the picture Creased and yellow in my hand Creased and yellow in my ha-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yay-yay Hey-hey, yay-yay Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey Hey-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey, yeah-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey

Whatever happened to this It was an island of bliss In this ridiculous place But now the river runs black And I don't know the way back I feel it going to waste We are the mongrels Underneath the table Fighting for the leavings Tearing us to shreds We are the mongrels Tearing up the floorboards Unaware of the banquet Up above our heads I reach across the divide I want to take you inside But something's holding me bound There is a thorn in my side That's coming on like a tide These tender feelings do drown We are the mongrels Underneath the table Fighting for the leavings Tearing us to shreds We are the mongrels Tearing up the floorboards Unaware of the banquet Up above our heads This is a chance for the prize It's waiting here in my eyes You hardly look at me now With every beat of my heart I want to make a new start But I don't seem to know how We are the mongrels Underneath the table Fighting for the leavings Tearing us to shreds We are the mongrels Rolling on the floorboards Unaware of the banquet Up above our heads

Think By Joan Osborne You better think (THINK!) Think about what you're trying to do to me Think (THINK THINK) Let your mind go. Let yourself go free Let's go back let's go back let's go way on back when I didn't even know you. You couldn't 'o been too much more than 10 I ain't no psychiatrist I ain't no doctor with degrees But it don't take too much IQ to see what you're doin' to me You better think (THINK!) Think about what you're trying to do to me Think (THINK THINK) Let your mind go. Let yourself go free Freedom (freedom), Freedom (freedom) There ain't nothing you could ask I can answer what you want But I was gonna change my mind if you keep doin' things I don't You better think (THINK!) Think about what you're trying to do to me Think (THINK THINK) Let your mind go. Let yourself go free People walkin' 'round everyday planning games and taking scores Tryin to make other people lose their minds well be careful you don't lose Yours You better think (THINK!) Think about what you're trying to do to me Think (THINK THINK) Let your mind go. Let yourself go free You need me and I need you Without each other there ain't nothing we can do (Vamp) Oh Freedom (freedom) Freedom (freedom) . . . There ain't nothing you could ask I can answer what you want But I was gonna change my mind if you keep doin' things I don't You better think (THINK!) Think about what you're trying to do to me Think (THINK THINK) Let your mind go. Let yourself go free You need me and I need you Without each other there ain't nothing we can do (Vamp) Freedom . . . Think! . . .