Oh, my darlin', I'll go down and commute Until one hundred souls There's a fire on the moon I'll be over the line, I'll be under the spell I'll be the comeback king On his way home from hell Seven nights, seven days Seven wishes that will bury this place Another reason not to get out of bed Show me the way brother Give me a sign sister I'm not the only one who's waiting to be born I see the day comin' I see the time runnin' out I see all of my dreams ragged and torn Oh, my darlin', all my sympathy's gone And my sunsets are strange My time's gettin' on They'll rip me to shreds like it's never been seen 'Cause I never convinced them that I meant what I mean Seven nights, seven days Seven wishes that will bury this place Another reason not to get out of bed Show me the way brother Give me a sign sister I'm not the only one who's waiting to be born I see the day comin' I see the time runnin' out I see all of my dreams ragged and torn I see all of my dreams ragged and torn I see all of my dreams ragged and torn Seven nights, seven days Seven wishes that will bury this place Another reason not to get out of bed Another reason not to, another reason not to Another reason not to, another reason not to Another reason not to get out of bed Show me the way brother Give me a sign sister I'm not the only one who's waiting to be born I see the day comin' I see the time runnin' out I see all of my dreams ragged and torn I see all of my dreams ragged and torn I see all of my dreams ragged and torn I see all of my dreams ragged and torn

The magnificent seven Ring! Ring! It's 7 A.M.! Move y'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man and the crazy chief One says sun and one says sleet A.M. and the F.M. the P.M. too Churning out that boogaloo Gets you up and gets you out But how long can you keep it up? Gimme Honda gimme Sony So cheap and real phony Hong Kong dollars Indian cents English pounds and Eskimo pence You lot! What? Don't stop! Give it all you got! You lot! What? Don't stop! Yeah! You lot! What? Don't stop! Give it all you got! You lot! What? Don't stop! Yeah! Working for a rise better my station And take my baby to sophistication Seen the ads, she thinks it's nice Better work hard I seen the price Never mind that it's time for the bus We got to work an' you're one of us Clocks go slow in a place of work Minutes drag and the hours jerk Yeah wave bye-bye "When can I tell 'em wot I do? In a second, maaan... Oright Chuck!" Wave buh-buh-buh-bye to the boss It's our profit, it's his loss But anyway the lunch bells ring Take one hour do your thanng! Cheeesboiger! What do we have for entertainment? Cops kicking Gypsies on the pavement Now the news has snapped to attention! Lunar landing of the dentist convention Italian mobster shoots a lobster Seafood restaurant gets out of hand Car in the fridge Or fridge in the car? Like cowboys do in T.V. land You lot! What? Don't stop give it all you got You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh? You lot! What? Don't stop give it all you got You lot! What? Don't stop. So get back to work and sweat some more The sun will sink and we'll get out the door It's no good for man to work in cages Hit the town he drinks his wages You're fretting you're sweating But did you notice you ain't getting? You're fretting you're sweating But did you notice you not getting anywhere? Don't you ever stop long enough to start? To take your car outta that gear Don't you ever stop long enough to start? To get your car outta that gear Karlo Marx and Fredrich Engels Came to the checkout at the 7-11 Marx was skint but he had sense Engels lent him the necessary pence What have we got? Yeh-o What have we got? Yeh-o What have we got? magnificence! (Spoken) I say What have we got? Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi Went to the park to check on the game They was murdered by the other team Who went on to win 50-nil You can be true, you can be false You be given the same reward Socrates and Milhous Nixon Both went the same way through the kitchen Plato the Greek or Rin Tin Tin Who's more famous to the billion millions? News Flash: Vacuum Cleaner Sucks Up Budgie Oooohh oww... buh-bye Buh bu Magnificence! FUCKING LONG, INNIT?

This night and this dream will end Let me stand close Now shut your eyes Blood Now shut your eyes Blood Blood This night and this dream will end Let me stand close Now shut your eyes Now shut your eyes Blood

I'm gonna fight 'em off A seven nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Taking their time right behind my back And I'm talking to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette And the message coming from my eyes Says "Leave it alone" Don't want to hear about it Every single one's got a story to tell Everyone knows about it From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell And if I catch it coming back my way I'm gonna serve it to you And that ain't what you want to hear But that's what I'll do And the feeling coming from my bones Says "Find a home" I'm going to Wichita Far from this opera forever more I'm gonna work the straw Make the sweat drip out of every pore And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding Right before the Lord All the words are gonna bleed from me And I will think no more And the stains coming from my blood Tell me "Go back home"

Jerry was a race car driver He drove so goddamn fast He never did win no checkered flags But he never did come in last Jerry was a race car driver He'd say "El Sob number one" With a Bocephus sticker on his 442 He'd light 'em up just for fun Ahhhh Ahhhh Captain Pierce was a fireman Richmond engine number three I'll be a wealthy man when I get a dime For all the things that man taught to me Now, Captain Pierce was a strong man Strong as any man alive It stuck in his craw That they made him retire at the age of sixty-five Ahhhh Ahhhh Go! Hee hee hee! Dog will hunt! Ahhhh Ahhhh Jerry was a race car driver Twenty-two years old One too many cold beers one night Wrapped himself around a telephone pole, go!

Felt a pang late one afternoon I was fishin' off Muir beach With Larry LaLonde Grabbed a tuna salad sandwich And I started to chew Pretty soon Ler's yellin Fish on. Fish on I was just a little pup And it was derby day Was dad and me and Darrell Out in San Pablo bay Taco flavored Doritos And my orange life vest Dad caught a hundred pound sturgeon On twenty-pound test Now he fought that fish for an hour And a half Darrell'd say "Jump ya sons a bitch!" And he grabbed for the gaff When we got him in the boat He measured six feet long I was so danged impressed I had To write a song called Fish on T'was a bright and sunny day It was me and Todd Huth Fishin' shark and Stingray Out of Bohuas Lagoon Well hey, hey, hey I'll be screwed, Blued and tatooed Looks like I got me one of them Fish on. Fish on.

Amos Moses was a Cajun. And lived by himself in the swamp Hunting alligator for a living. Knock 'em on the head with a stump The Louisiana law's gonna get you, Amos It ain't legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy Now everybody blamed his old man For raising him mean as a snake When Amos Moses was a boy, His Daddy would use him as alligator bait Tie a rope around his waist, Throw him in the swamp Alligator bait on the Louisiana bayou Just about 45 minutes Southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam And his pretty wife Hannah They raised up a son that could Eat up his weight in groceries Named him after a man of the cloth. They called him Amos Moses Now folks in South Louisiana Said Amos was a helluva man He could trap the biggest, meanest alligator. He only had to use one hand That's all he got left 'Cause the alligator bit him. Ha ha! Left arm gone clean up to the elbow Just about 45 minutes Southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam And his pretty wife Hannah They raised up a son that could Eat up his weight in groceries Named him after a man of the cloth. They called him Amos Moses Here comes Amos And you should have seen his pretty wife, Hannah Well, the Sheriff got wind that Amos was in the swamp hunting alligator skin So he hid in the swamp, I'm gonna get you boy. He never did come out again. Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to? Sure can get lost in the Louisiana bayou (3X)

You can have a lolly pop A candy bar a jelly bean I'll buy you a rainbow To hang above your door It's pudding time Laughter is a sweet You can't put a price on When laughter's all gone Daddy won't buy you more It's pudding time It's pudding time children Money money money To buy you things Daddy's gonna buy you A diamond ring Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the kings horses and all the kings men Couldn't put Humpty together again. San Francisco Bay The Striped Bass are dying But you're gonna get That brand new bike Oh joy It's pudding time It's pudding time children

One, two When he was young you'd not find him doing well in school His mind would turn unto the waters Always the focus of adolescent ridicule He has no time for farmer's daughters Alienated from the clique society A lonely boy finds peace in fishing His mother says, "John, this is not the way life's supposed to be Don't you see the life that you are missing?" And he says "When I grow up I want to be One of the harvesters of the sea I think before my days are done I want to be a fisherman" Now years gone by, we find the man who rules the sea He sets out on a dark May morning To bring his catch back to this small community He doesn't see the danger dawning Four hours up, oh, the ocean swelled and swelled The fog rolled in, it started raining The starboard bow, oh my God, we're going down They do not hear his frantic mayday As he says "When I grow up I want to be One of the harvesters of the sea I think before my days are done I want to be a fisherman" "I'll live and die a fisherman" Call him John the fisherman Call him John the fisherman We call him John the fisherman

Oh, welcome to this world of fools Of pink champagne and swimming pools Where all you have to lose is your virginity Perhaps you'll have some fun tonight So stick around and take a bite of life We don't need feebleness in this proximity Augh! Ask good MacDuff and Donalbain So many good ideas are slain By those who would dare not step out of line But if I have my way tonight And chances are I think I might I'll turn those sour minds to grapes of wine Grapes of wine! Welcome to this world Don't judge the boy by what you hear The words are heard beyond the ear The heart and mind are focus for this conversation Be abound in mystery For that so much you do to me For there are those who drown in adulation Adulation! Welcome to this world Augh! Welcome to this world If I had a dime for each time that I heard them preach Well I'd have wicked thoughts upon my brain Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, welcome to this world of fools Of pink champagne and swimming pools Where all you have to lose is your virginity Perhaps you'll have some fun tonight So stick around and take a bite of life We don't need feebleness in this proximity Welcome to this world Welcome to this world