
The Phish Lyrics Phile!!

This file is in a constant state of flux, representing the "best
guess" of the folks on the net at the lyrics of any particular
song.  Some songs may have incomplete or incorrect lyrics.
Please send additions and corrections to the archivist at:

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Last Update: 3 November 1994

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Index note:  Songs which have appeared on an album/CD/tape release
are listed first, starting with TMWSIY ("Gamehendge"), then Lawnboy,
Junta, Picture of Nectar, Rift, and Hoist.  Songs which do not appear/
have not appeared on album are listed alphabetically.


The Man Who Stepped Into Yesterday:
(lyrics to songs + narrative between songs)
 Lizards
 Tela
 Wilson
 AC/DC Bag
 Colonel Forbin's Ascent
 Famous Mockingbird
 Sloth
 Possum

Lawn Boy   (lyrics in the order they appear in the liner notes)
 The Squirming Coil
 Reba
 My Sweet One
 Split Open and Melt
 Oh Kee Pah Ceremony (no lyrics)
 Bathtub Gin
 Run Like an Antelope (no lyrics)
 Lawn Boy
 Bouncing Around the Room
 Fee (see below)

Junta     (lyrics as transcribed from the liner notes)
 Fee
 You Enjoy Myself
 Esther
 Golgi Apparatus
 Foam
 Dinner and a Movie
 The Divided Sky
 David Bowie
 Fluffhead
 Contact

Picture of Nectar  (again, transcribed from liner notes)
  (Eliza, Magilla, Landlady, & Faht not included; no words!)
 Llama
 Cavern
 Poor Heart
 Stash
 Manteca
 Guelah Papyrus
 Glide
 Tweezer
 The Mango Song
 Chalk Dust Torture
 Catapult
 Tweezer Reprise

Rift
 Rift
 Fast Enough For You
 Lengthwise
 Maze
 Sparkle
 Horn
 Wedge
 My Friend, My Friend
 Weigh
 All Things Reconsidered
 Mound
 It's Ice
 Lengthwise
 Horse
 Silent in the Morning

Hoist
 Julius
 Down with Disease
 If I Could
 Riker's Mailbox  (no lyrics)
 Axilla (Part II)
 Lifeboy
 Sample in a Jar
 Wolfman's Brother
 Scent of a Mule
 Dog Faced Boy
 Demand


Songs which do not appear/have not appeared on any album:

Alumni Blues
Avinu Malkenu (with translation)
Axilla
Big Black Furry Creature From Mars
Brother
Buffalo Bill
Carolina
Colonel Forbin's Ascent 5/2/92 (narrative)
Colonel Forbin's Ascent 5/17/92 (narrative)
The Curtain
Cracklin' Rosie
Daniel Saw The Stone
Dear Mrs Reagan
Destiny Unbound
Dog Log
Esther (alternate version 9-12-88)
Freebird
Gumbo
Guyute
Hall and Solace - see Paul & Silas
Halley's Comet
Harpua 6/9/90
Icculus
I Didn't Know
If I Only Had a Brain
Kung
Language Instructions
Love Ya (or Honey Love)
Loving Cup
McGrupp and the Watchful Hosemasters
Mike's Song
My Mind's Got a Mind of Its Own
Nellie Kane
NICU
No Dogs Allowed
Paul & Silas
Prep School Hippie
Punch You In The Eye
Rockytop
Runaway Jim
Sanity
Shaggy Dog
Simple
Slave to the Traffic Light
Sleeping Monkey
Suzie Greenberg
Tube
Uncle Pen
Vibration of Life - see Kung
Weekapaug Groove - see Mike's Song
Ya Ma



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GAMEHENDGE
The Man Who Stepped Into Yesterday

Originally transcribed by Matt Laurence (mlaurenc@world.std.com)
Corrected and modified by Darren Cokin (cokin@scf.usc.edu)

INTRODUCTION

Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson

Once upon a time there was a mountain that rose out of a vast green forest.
And in the forest there were birds and lakes and rocks and trees and
rivers.  The forest was also inhabited by a small group of people called
the lizards.  The lizards were a simple people and they had lived in the
forest undisturbed for thousands of years in utter peace and tranquillity.
Once a year when spring came, and the first blossoms began to show, the
lizards would gather at the base of the mountain, to give thanks for all
that they had.  They thanked the birds and they thanked the lakes and they
thanked the rocks and the trees and the rivers; but most importantly, they
thanked Icculus.  Icculus lived at the top of the mountain, or at least
everyone thought so, for no one had actually ever seen him.  But they knew
he existed, because they had the Helping Friendly Book.  Icculus had given
the Helping Friendly Book to the Lizards thousands of years earlier as a
gift.  It contained all of the knowledge inherent in the universe, and had
enabled the Lizards to exist in harmony with nature for years.  And so they
lived; until one day a traveler arrived in Gamehendge.  His name was Wilson
and he quickly became intrigued by the Lizards way of life.  He asked if he
could stay on and live in the forest; and the Lizards, who had never seen
an outsider, were happy to oblige.  Wilson lived with the Lizards for a few
years, studying the ways of the Helping Friendly Book, and all was well.
Until one morning when they awoke and the book was gone.  Wilson explained
that he had hidden the book, knowing that the Lizards had become dependent
on it for survival.  He declared himself king and enslaved the innocent
people of Gamehendge.  He cut down the trees and built a city, which he
called Prussia.  And in the center of the city he built a castle, and
locked in the highest tower of the castle lay the Helping Friendly Book out
of the reach of the Lizards forever.  But our story begins at a different
time, not in Gamehendge, but on a suburban street in Long Island, and our
hero is no king sitting in a castle, he is a retired colonel shaving in his
bathroom.

Colonel Forbin looked square in the mirror and dragged the blade across his
cold creamed skin.  He saw the tired little folds of flesh that lay in a
heap beneath his eyes.  Fifty-two years of obedient self-restraint, of
hiding his tension behind a serene veil of composure.  For fifty-two years
he had piled it all on the back burner, and for fifty-two years it had
boiled, frothing over in a turbulent storm inside of him.  It had escaped
through his eyes, reacting with the cigarette smoke and the fluorescent
lights and slowly accumulating into a sagging mass.  He ran his dripping
palm across the stubble on the nape of his neck and thought again about the
door.  He had discovered the door some months back on one of his
ritualistic morning walks with his dog McGrupp.  It had started out as a
typical stroll with McGrupp bounding joyously ahead of the preoccupied
colonel.  As they reached the apex of the hill, he saw it and he knew it
had always been there, and felt foolish for overlooking the door for so
long.  At first, he tried to ignore it, but he soon found that it was
impossible, and slowly his newly acquired knowledge transformed his dreary
life into a prison from which there was only one escape.  And on this
morning, Colonel Forbin stepped through the door.

===================



LIZARDS

Passing through the corridor I came upon an aging knight
Who leaned against the wall in gnarly armor
He was on his way to see the king
Wilson   Wilson    Wilson
He led me through the streets of Prussia talking
As he tried to crush a bug that scurried underneath his bootheel
He said there was a place where we should go
So he lead me through the forest to the edge of a lagoon by which
We wandered 'til we reached a bubbly spring
The knight grew very quiet as we stood there
Then he lifted up his visor and he turned to me and he began to sing

chorus:

He said I come from the land of darkness
I said I come from the land of doom
He said I come from the land of Gamehendge
>From the land of the big baboon
But I'm never never going back there
And I couldn't if I tried
'Cause I come from the land of Lizards
And the Lizards they have died
And the Lizards they have died
And the Lizards they have died
And the Lizards they have died

He told me that the Lizards were a race of people practically extinct
>From doing things smart people don't do
He said that he was once a Lizard too
His name was Rutherford the Brave and he was on a quest to save
His people from the fate that lay before them.
Their clumsy end was perilously near
The Lizards would be saved, he said, if they could be enlightened
By the writings of the Helping Friendly Book
In all of Prussia only one existed
And Wilson had declared that any person who possessed it was a crook

[chorus]

The Helping Friendly Book, it seemed, possessed the ancient secrets
Of eternal joy and never-ending splendor
The trick was to surrender to the flow
We walked along beneath the moon
He lead us through the bush 'till soon
We saw before our eyes a raging river
He said that we could swim it if we tried
And saying this the knight dove in forgetting that his suit of arms
Would surely weigh him down and so he sunk
And as his body disappeared before me
I bowed my head in silence and remembered all thoughts that he had thunk

[chorus]

====================

But Rutherford and Forbin weren't alone.  And suddenly an unexpected
movement caught his eye.  On the far side of the river he saw a shaggy
creature standing in the weeds; who stared across at Forbin with an
unrelenting gaze.  A gigantic mass of muscles and claws.  The hideous beast
reared back and hurled himself in the water and swam toward the region
where Rutherford lay.  And in a flash, the beast was gone, underneath the
surface to the frosty depths below while Forbin, bewildered, waited alone.
The seconds dragged by in what seemed like hours till finally the colonel
felt it all had been a dream.  Defeated, he bowed his head then turned to
go.  Suddenly with a roar, the creature emerged before him and held the
brave knight's body to the sky.  And the creature laid the knight upon the
shore.  And the colonel fell beside his friend in prayer that he'd survive.
And Rutherford, brave Rutherford was alive.

Forbin and the unit monster were crouched over the soggy knight carefully
removing his bulky helmet when the colonel heard a sound behind him.  He
turned around and came face to face with an enormous shaggy horse-like
creature covered from head to tail with alternating blotches of brown and
white.  It was a two-toned multi-beast, and atop the multi-beast sat the
most beautiful woman the colonel had ever seen.  After fifty-two years of
undaunted bachelorhood, the colonel felt a feeling rush over him as he had
never felt before.

====================
TELA

The sky is burning in this lonely man
And I kneel by the river and I feel the sand and the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mountain
And she comes to me in this lonely land
And looks down from the multi-beast on which she rides like the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mountain

Tela was born in a vulgar crooked hut
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Venomous scorn from a life of bitter toil
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Glory esteem fueled by her hatred it grew
Swelling to the point where it would
Burst at the seems there was nothing she could do

Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
A lullaby the breezes whisper

And I look into her eyes and my frozen heart begins to thaw
And burns, 'til layer after layer melts away into a pool
A sky blue mirror of her eyes

And my soul is made of marble but in her gaze I crumble into dust
And drift away on the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mountain

Tela grew strong from her struggle to endure
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Time touched her wounds and shelter proved the cure
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Each passing day seemed to feed the brazen serpent locked inside
And liberate the spirit she'd concealed for so long
There was no place left to hide

Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
A lullaby the breezes whisper

===================




Tela reached out her hand and helped Forbin on to the back of the multi-
beast, and together they rode off into the forest.

As they rode, Tela explained to him about Wilson and the Helping Friendly
Book.  She told the colonel that she was part of a revolution to overthrow
the evil king.  The leader of the revolution was a Lizard named Errand
Wolfe who was out to avenge the death of his son Roger.  Roger, she said,
had been executed by Wilson at the age of fourteen on suspicion of treason.
He had been abducted from his home and hung in the public square.

The two rode on in silence, deeper and deeper into the heart of the forest
until they came to the outskirts of a small community.  Tela explained to
Forbin that they had reached the base of the revolutionaries.  The colonel
looked up and there in the center of the clearing stood Errand Wolfe.  He
was a small man but his presence was overpowering.  He seemed to emit a
kind of violent energy that sent chills down the colonel's spine.  And as
the multi-beast moved towards him, he raised his fist in anger, and his
voice filled the forest.

====================
WILSON

Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone
Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone
Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all trune for you

Talk my duke a mountain, Helping Friendly Book
Inasfar as fiefdom, I think you bad crook
Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all trune for you

I talked to my son Roger, Rutherford the same
[or "I talked to Mike Christian, Rog and Pete the same"]
When we had that meeting, over down near Game(henge)
Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all trune for you

You got me back thinkin' that you're the worst one
I must inquire, Wilson
Can you still have fun?
Wilson
Can you still have fun?
Wilson
Can you still have fun?
Wilson

====================

Meanwhile, in the main square in Prussia, the state of the revolution was
taking another turn for the worst.  A crowd of townspeople had gathered to
witness the hanging of Wilson's accountant, Mr.  Palmer.  It seemed that
Palmer had been a revolutionary himself and had been extorting Wilson's
money to fund the revolution.  Palmer stood on the scaffold with Wilson and
the AC/DC Bag, an electrified robot-hangman with a black bag over his head.
Wilson seemed pleased as he began to speak.

===================



AC/DC BAG

Mr.  Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question
Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid
I've got the time if you've got the inclination
So cheer up Palmer, you'll soon be dead

The noose is hanging, at least you won't die wondering
Sit up and take notice; Tell it like it is
If I were near you I wouldn't be far from you
I've got a feeling you know what you did

chorus:

AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
AC/DC Bag
DC Bag
(2x)

Time to put your money where your mouth is
Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out
I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground
I'm a stranger here I'm going down

Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Let's get this show on the road
I'll show you mine if you show me yours
I'm breathing hard - open the door

[chorus]

Brain dead, and made of money
No future at all
Pull down the blinds and run for cover
No future at all

Who would've thought it, that's where I am
No future at all
Don't sweat it, that's where I am
Whoa, carry me down, down, down, down

====================

By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back to the camp.
Spirits were low and Colonel Forbin felt devastated.  Even though he had
only been in Gamehendge for one day, he had already developed a deep hatred
for Wilson.  He wanted desperately to help the revolutionaries, but without
Palmer, it seemed hopeless.  He wandered slowly through the camp and passed
Errand Wolfe, sitting by the fire with Rutherford, who had returned that
afternoon.  He walked on and soon found himself outside of Tela's hut.
Forbin knocked and walked in.  Tela sat behind a makeshift desk in the
center of a room that was littered with small cages containing spotted
stripers, a tiny three-legged breed of animal.  The unit monster sat in the
corner.  The colonel took a step toward Tela and spoke.  "I needed to come
here tonight" he said, "to tell you that I've fallen in love with you."  He
looked to her eyes for approval but her face remained frozen in an
expressionless stare.  An awkward blanket of silence fell over the room and
hung for a long moment before being shattered by the sound of the door
swinging violently open.  It was Rutherford the Brave.  The ironclad knight
rushed across the room and gripped the throats of Tela and the unit monster
in each of his mighty hands.  They struggled to break free but even the
unit monster was no match for Rutherford's power and soon it was over.  The
bodies fell to the floor in a lifeless heap.  Colonel Forbin stepped
forward from where he stood in the corner; unable to contain his confusion
and rage and screamed "WHY?"  His question was answered by Errand Wolfe who
had quietly slipped through the doorway during the confusion.  "She was a
spy," he said, and explained to Forbin that she had been sending
information to Wilson using the spotted stripers as carriers.  Roger's
death had aroused his suspicion, and Palmer's had confirmed it.  The
colonel stood in silence in a world that had turned up-side-down so many
times that he no longer knew which way was up.  It had all seemed so simple
when he first arrived.  Good versus evil, and of course he had sided with
good as he had done all his life.  And now, he stood and stared into the
eyes of Errand Wolfe and he saw evil.  The entire picture began to seem
like an enormous puzzle with one piece missing, and the colonel knew what
that piece was.  "Within twenty-four hours," he said to Errand Wolfe, "You
will have the Helping Friendly Book."  And even as the words were leaving
his lips, he found himself running out the door and into the forest, not
towards Prussia, but toward the great mountain looming in the distance.

====================
COLONEL FORBIN'S ASCENT

Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain
And wiped away the beads of sweat
That glistened on his brow
His tired feet were buried in the quagmire
And his bloodshot eyes saw all that lay between him
And fulfillment of his vow

And he felt his fingers wrap around a knotted root
And pulled his body upwards
To a sea green mossy boulder
And he dragged his weary carcass [or "shit-ass"] up the mountain

And he climbed so slowly
He climbed so slowly
Ahead
Ahead

Suddenly he heard the crack of thunder
And the rocks began to crumble overhead
And tumble down the mountain to the
Dismal swamp that lay beneath the jagged cliffs
through which his path had led
And the earth began to quake beneath his feet
And the mighty mountain changed before his eyes
And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones
Cascading down the mountain
And a thousand birds were headed for the sky.  Oh...

The sacred creed will be yours
And if you wait until tomorrow
The sacred creed will be yours
To devour
Yours
To seize
And to obey
Obey

When the dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head
And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of light
And he saw the silhouette that stood before him
And he bowed in reverence
Trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend's form
Icculus the prophet stood before his eyes
Looking down on Colonel Forbin
Where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck
And he quietly addressed him

And he spoke so slowly
He spoke so slowly
Ahead
He said

Colonel Forbin I know why you've come here
And I'll help you with your quest to gain the knowledge that you lack
I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird
To fly and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack
And a tree of knowledge in your soul will grow
And the Helping Friendly Book will plant the seed
But I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure
Becomes a deadly weapon in the hands of avarice
And greed

The sacred greed will be yours
And if you wait until tomorrow
The sacred creed will be yours
To devour
Yours
To seize
And to obey
And to obey

======================

And the famous mockingbird swooped down out of the sky and landed on
Icculus's shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew
off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below.

======================
FAMOUS MOCKINGBIRD

Fly famous mockingbird
Fly...
Fly famous mockingbird
Fly...

Fly famous mockingbird
Fly...
Fly famous mockingbird
Fly...
Fly...
Fly...
Fly famous mockingbird
Fly...

====================

The next morning at the camp Errand Wolfe and Rutherford stood frozen in
awe as the famous mockingbird flew out of the sky and laid the Helping
Friendly Book at their feet.  The quest for the book had dragged on for so
many years that it's sudden appearance left the men staring in disbelief,
unsure of what their next move should be.  The shock wore off quickly
though, and Errand Wolfe shot into high gear.  He snatched up the book with
one hand and the famous mockingbird with the other, and began to inform
Rutherford of his plan.  He would first kill Wilson, and then put the
Helping Friendly Book to work for him.

With Rutherford's aid he fastened the famous mockingbird to a pole, with
glue and rubber bands, to insure the secrecy of his mission, and then set
out to find the only man in Gamehendge who could handle the job of
eliminating a King.

===================



SLOTH

They call me the sloth
Way down in the ghetto
Italian Spaghetti
Singing falsetto
Sleeping all day
Rip Van Winklin'
Spend my nights in bars
Glasses tinklin'

I'm so bad
He's so nasty
Ain't got no friends
Real outcasty
Stay out of my way
Or you'll end up a cripple
I'll take this piece of paper
And slice you in the nipple

They call me the sloth
Way down in the ghetto
Italian Spaghetti
Singing falsetto
Sleeping all day
Rip Van Winklin'
Spend my nights in bars
Glasses tinklin'

====================

Colonel Forbin stared at the fourteen bars that stood at the end of the
cell.  He ran his hand across the cold, damp dungeon wall and thought again
about the door.  He had traveled through the door out of necessity.  Once
he knew it existed, he simply couldn't leave it alone.  Just like Wilson.
Just like Tela.  Just like Errand Wolfe.  And he sat in the dungeon, and he
realized that he was back again; through the door.  And through the tiny
window in the corner of his cell, he heard the distant strains.
Errand
Errand
Errand
Errand
And from atop the mountain Icculus looked down on all that went on below
him.  And he smiled.

====================
POSSUM

I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray
I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray
There ain't no truth in action
'Less you believe it anyway

I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
The road was his end
His end was the road
So they say

Whoa possum...  possum, possum...  POSSUM
Whoa possum...  possum, possum...  POSSUM
Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road

I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
The road was his end
His end was the road
So they say

Whoa possum...  possum, possum...  POSSUM
Whoa possum...  possum, possum...  POSSUM
Whoa possum,
Your end is the road
Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road
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Lawn Boy.  Lyrics from the liner notes.  Note that Oh Kee Pah
Ceremony and Run Like an Antelope don't have any published lyrics)

THE SQUIRMING COIL

The Squirming Coil of sunset
I keep within my reach
Tried yesterday to get away
and hitchhiked to the beach

I saw Satan on the beach
trying to catch a ray
He wasn't quite the speed of light
and the squirming coil
it got away....

The muscles flex the mother's ring
She fastens children to her king
and sends him down the crooked street
When he returns, the birth's complete

Jimmy holds the Tannis root
The forest's tasty nectar shoot
The sun tips off the monarch's suit
from sequined sash to shiny boot

"I'd like to lick the coil some day
Like Icarus, who had to pay
with melting wax and feathers brown
He tasted it on his way down"

Stun the puppy!
Burn the whale!
Bark a scruff and go to jail!
Forge the coin and lick the stamp!
Little Jimmy's off to camp
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REBA

Reba sink a boulder in the water
Reba tie a cable to a tree
Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper
Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune

Knee deep in the motel tub
Reba dangle ladle form her lip
dip
sip
Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume
mutter to a farmer in a truck

Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba
cheetah on the prowl in a cage
sink a boulder in the water
tie a cable to a tree

Mutter "nature" to the nag
with the lipstick perfume
Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover
thunder in a circle
down the pipes

Bag it
Tag it
Sell it to the butcher in the store

Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub
picked up a jar unscrewed the top
and watched it drop into the water

A little scoop of plaster mix
some coffee grounds and mud
and then she stirred it with the ladle
that her Grandmother had bought her
threw in a pot of melted wax
a forefoot and a hoof
apple core, worms galore
and a can of some corrosive

coconuts and chloroform
some wicker and some cork
Toxic waste, some purple paste
she hoped was not explosive

Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation
and she knew that what she make
would be the finest in the nation
-----------
MY SWEET ONE

My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one
You're my only true sweet one
With my all, I'll call you my sweet one
>From far away, I'll say your name

Oh with you, I'd travel thick
And with you, I'd also travel thin
And all the spaces in between
I'd travel with you
You're my sweet one

But for now I must sit here and ponder the yonder
Herbivores ate well cause their food didn't never run

Oh, if You're ever unsatisfied with the way life's treating You
You know You can count on me to take good care of You
I love you honey oh yes I do You know that's true of course
and if your dog or cat ever dies, I'll buy You a Ewe

------------



SPLIT OPEN AND MELT

In the morning I pack up my gear
and toss it in my carryall
Run the wide load to the lip
and watch the big core crack and glow

In the evening I undo my belt
Split open and melt

I wake up on my stomach
with my face between my hands
and crawl along the floor toward the doorway
Jumping to my feet
I try to put myself together
but I feel it in my knees
and the room begins to spin
and I slip and bump my head and raise a welt
Split open and melt

We breathe deep
in a steam dream
and plunge below the water line
down, down, down
between beams
to the gloom room
among the seaweed and the slime
down, down, down
Melt

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BATHTUB GIN

Brett is in the bathtub
making soup for the ambassadors
and I am in the hallway
singing to the troubadours

The kings are all lined up
outside the gate
and the autumn bells are ringing
but they'll just have to wait

Where is the joker?
Have you seen him around
with his three coned cap
that he wears like a clown?

Have you seen his stripped stockings
and heard his sad tale
about the kids under the carpet
and the purple humpbacked whales

Here come the ambassadors
they show up one by one
Brett is tasting all the soup
to see if it is done

Wendy's on the windowsill
waiting to be let in
and we're all in the bathtub now
making bathtub gin

The kings storm the hallway
they've climbed up through the gate
they didn't mean to be impolite
but they just couldn't wait

Here comes the joker
with his silly grin
he carries a martini
made of bathtub gin

Here comes the joker
we all must laugh
cause we're all in this together
and we love to take a bath.

----------
LAWN BOY

Throughout the night
when there's no direct light
and a thin veil of clouds
keeps the stars out of sight

I can smell the colors
outside on my lawn
the moist green organic
that my feet tread upon

and the black oleander
surrounded by blues
I'm soon overwhelmed
by olfactory hues
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BOUNCING AROUND THE ROOM

The woman was a dream I had
Though rather hard to keep
for when my eyes were watching hers
They closed,
And I was still asleep.

For when my hand was holding hers
She whispered words and I awoke
And faintly bouncing around the room
The echo of whomever spoke
I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room
the echo of whomever spoke.

The place I saw was far beneath
The surface of the sea
My sight was poor
But I was sure
The sirens sang their songs for me
They dance above me as I sink
I see them through a crystal haze
And hear them bouncing round the room
the never ending coral maze

That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room.
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Fee:
(Fee appears on both Junta and Lawn boy.  The lyrics are below)
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From: sbh%db1@ncube.com (Shawn Honess)
Subject: Lyrics from Junta for the lyrics file.

PHISH - JUNTA (1988)

SIDE A
----------

FEE
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

In the cool shade of the banana tree
On the rugged trail toward the balcony
A child of the twentieth century
A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee

Far away in another place
A fading beauty named Milly Grace
A gospel singer with pocks on her face
And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace

Fee was a Buddhist prodigy
Long past the age of maturity
Someday he knew it would set him free
Like it did for Floyd the chimpanzee

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free.
You're racing with the wind
You're flirting with death
So have a cup of coffee
And catch your breath

Fee first met Milly in a bar in Peru
His heart was jumping like a kangaroo
Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo
It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes

But Floyd was jealous and alone
He wanted Milly for his own
A desperate craving in his bones
"Their love", he said, "I will not condone."

Then one day on a ship to Quebec
Floyd found Milly on a lover's trek
He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck
It sliced through the air, and Fee hit the deck

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free
You want to stay with Milly
Until you're dead
But you just got a bottle
Upside your head

Milly turned and began to scream at Floyd
She said "You think you're pretty mean"
And though she was as thin as a small string bean
She slammed him in the face with a nectarine

Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship
Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip
Milly said, "Floyd I'll make you lose your grip
With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip"

So Milly took that paper and did the deed
Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed
And as the sharks circled and began to feed
Milly knew her weasel was finally free

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free
Floyd is dead; he's nothing but a ripple
Cause Milly took that paper
And sliced him on the nipple

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YOU ENJOY MYSELF
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

Boy
Man
God
Shit
Boy man
Boy man

(The other lyrics not posted-Your best guess)
The best guess of the net, after much discussion, is:
Wash Uffitze drive me to Firenze
----------
ESTHER
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

It was late one fall night at a fairground near town
When Esther first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her side
With a bucket that swung in his hand

His grin stretched the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of murk on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his hollow eyed stare

He said "Little girl, you can chop off my legs
And then peel off my socks if you want to.
But I'd rather you took this old puppet from me
That I hold in my pail as we speak."

And he stood looking down at the innocent girl
And she stared at the bucket bewildered
Til he lifted the doll for the young girl to see
And a giant smile grew on his face
She saw the doll's eyes and she couldn't resist
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the church
And she burst through the door with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel, and the people looked mean

Esther tried in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to brawl
The frenzied congregation struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's leather sack
Through the window of the church a storm began to rage
And Esther knew the time had come to flee

She scurried down the aisle toward the doorway in the distance
And out into the rainstorm where she felt she would be free
But the wind was blowing harder
And her skirt began to billow
Until finally her feet began to lift

And she rose above the people and the houses
and the chimneys
And Esther and the doll were set adrift
Floating higher over the hills, and the valleys and treetops
they'd flutter and glide
Soaring and turning suspended on air
With the earth far below them they'd tumble
And dive through the clouds

And she began to plummet earthward till she
Landed in the nasty part of town

She glanced about the village sure to find the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the darkest hour of night
Nervously she fumbled for the pouch that held the
Puppet on her rump.

Feeling quite outnumbered Esther hid behind
A nearby pile of lumber, where she waited
Till the dawn
Cause it would have been a blunder to
Succumb to a hoodlum on the prowl

When the morning came, she wandered through the streets
Along the chilly lake that lay beside the town
At last a peaceful moment, but she thought she heard a sound
It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to knock her down

As Esther stood and shook her head
The joggers were approaching
And she knew she had no choice left but to swim
As the frosty water sank its bitter teeth into her hide
She tried to slide the heavy clothing from her skin

Naked now she made her way toward the shore
When suddenly she felt a tiny tugging at her toe.
And the puppet she'd forgotten wrapped its tiny
Little arms around her ankle and wouldn't let her go.

The waves seemed to open and swallow her whole
As the doll pulled her down through the eerie green deep
And the sound of the laughing old man filled her ears
As she drifted away to a tranquil
And motionless sleep.

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GOLGI APPARATUS
(Music - Trey Anastasio)
(Lyrics - 8th grade team of Szuter, Woolfe, Marshal, and Anastasio)

I look into the finance box
Just to check my status
I look into the microscope
See Golgi Apparatus

Golgi, oh, woe is me
You can't even see the sea
Golgi, olgi, oh ooo olgi
Golgi
Golgi

They call him Lysasome
Cause he runs so fast
Runs like a junkyard dog
With a brain of brass

I saw you
With a ticket stub in your hand
Under the light
Middle of the night
Couldn't get it wrong
So I had to

----------

FOAM
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

I'm looking through
And it all would be
So crystal clear
If it wasn't for the foam
But the foam keeps getting thicker
And it just keeps getting harder
And I'm falling
Into a deep
Well

----------

DINNER AND A MOVIE
(Music - Trey Anastasio; Lyrics - Dude of Life)

Let's go out to dinner and see a movie
Let's go out to dinner and see a movie
Let's go out to dinner
And see a movie
Let's go out to dinner and see a movie

----------



THE DIVIDED SKY
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

Ahhh!
Divided sky, the wind blows high

[The divided sky chant is part of an ancient ritual dating back to
the pre-Wilson years of purity in Gamehendge.  After listening to
the sacred sounds for a sloping lawn, three chosen subjects eat a
special root collected at the base of the enormous mountain that
rises in the center of the forest.  The root is believed to contain
the spirit of Icculus, who lives at the top of the mountain.  After
eating the root, they venture into a vast field at sundown.  The
field is deep green, and stretches as far as the eye can see in all
directions.  In the center of the field stands an enormous black
rhombus.  They climb the rhombus and begin to sing, paying
homage to the gods of the night sky.]

----------

DAVID BOWIE
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

David Bowie
UB 40

----------

FLUFFHEAD
(Music - Trey Anastasio; Lyrics - Dude of Life)

Fluffhead was a man
With a horrible disease
Could not find no cure
Won't you help him if you please?

Fluff came to my door / Fluff came to New York  (two parts)
Askin' me for change
His eyes were clear and pure
But his mind was so deranged

Fluff went to a banker
Askin' for some bills
The banker said, "I ain't got that
But I sure got some powerful pills."

----------



FLUFF'S TRAVELS
(Music and Lyrics - Trey Anastasio)

[Part 1 - Fluff's Travels]
[Part 2 - The Chase]
[Part 3 - Who do? We do!]
[Part 4 - Clod]

Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated
Prime did edit her
Hellborn elfchild roadhog mountain fortune hunter
Man beheaded her
Fat bulk expanse mass lump block clod
Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated
Prime did edit her

Rabid victim martyr stranded
Level headed boy, ya better bend
Soon your luscious honey sugar
Mellifluous life is gonna end

Fat bulk expanse mass lump block clod
rabid victim martyr stranded
level headed boy, ya better bend

[Part 5 - Bundle of Joy]
[Part 6 - Arrival]

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CONTACT
(Music and Lyrics - Mike Gordon)

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road
The car is the thing on the road
That takes you back to your abode

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road
Bummed is what you are
When you go out to your car and it's been towed

I woke up one morning in November
And I realized I love you
It's not your headlights in front
Your tailpipe, or the skylight above you
It's the way you cling to the road
When the wind tries to shove you
I'd never go riding away
And come back home without you

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Picture of Nectar Lyrics, transcribed from the liner notes
and then some...
------
LLAMA
words/music: Anastasio

          Many years after the overthrow of Wilson, a rebel
     soldier crouching high on a hilltop above the war torn
     forests of Gamehendge spots a group of loyalists approaching
     from their lakeside encampment below.
          His trusty llama stands beside him, loaded down with a
     canvas pack that holds two large bazooka type guns to the
     animal's sides. Near the man sits a cache of blastoplast,
     each capable of destroying the entire hillside in an instant...

Sunrise over the turquoise mountains
Messenger birds in sight
They came up through the valley
Both sides at a time
Through the cold steady rain
Raid!
I bend down
Poke a double decker on a llama
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Trigger a blastoplast, ramshackle laker recedes
I start to run
It was the loudest thing I'd ever heard
And I knew my time had come
To enter the delta

C  Leave it on press      [2x]
H  Depress, Depress
O  Llama, Taboot Taboot
R  Leave it on press
U  Depress, Depress
S  Llama, Taboot Taboot

[Keys solo]
[Guitar solo]
[Chorus - 3x]
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Taboot Taboot
Taboot Taboot
Taboot
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CAVERN
words: Tom Marshall, music: Anastasio, additional words: Scott Herman

Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think
Before you slip into the night
You'll want something to drink
Steal away before the dawn, and
Bring us back good news
But if you've tread in primal soup
Please wipe it from your shoes

Just then a porthole pirate
Scourged the evening with his cry
And sanctuary bugs deprived
The monkey of its thigh
A dust arose and clogged my nose
Before I could blink twice
Despite the stuff that bubbled up
I gave some last advice:

The flesh from Satan's dogs
Will make the rudiments of gruel

Deduct the carrots from your pay
You worthless swampy fool

Exploding then through fields and fen
And swimming in the mire
The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth
Demented me with fire
I drifted where the current chose
Afloat upon my back
And if perchance a newt slimed by
I'd stuff it in my sack

Soon I felt a bubble form,
Somewhere below my skin
But with handy spine of hedgehog
I removed the force within
Suzie then removed her mask
And caused a mighty stir
The angry mob responded
Taking turns at grabbing her

The foggy cavern's musty grime
Appeared within my palm
I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off
With deadly icy calm

(original lyrics - from 4.22.90)
The brothel wife then grabbed a knife
And slashed me on the tongue
I turned the blade back on the bitch
And dropped her in the dung

The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue
And used her like a rag
To mop the slime from where the slug
Had slithered with the bag

In summing up, the moral seems
A little bit obscure...

Give the director a serpent deflector
a mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector
a cushion convector, a pitcher of nectar *
a virile dissector,a hormone collector

* or "a penile erector" (4.22.90, 10.31.90), or "a picture of Nectar"

Whatever you do take care of your shoes
----------
POOR HEART
words/music: Gordon
Pedal Steel, Banjo: Gordon Stone

C  You won't steal my poor heart again
H  You won't steal my poor heart again
O  You won't steal my tape recorder
R  I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen
U  You won't steal that thing again
S

I didn't even know your name or what was your game
But stealin' things has sure brought you to fame
I wanna know if you stole mine
It was one of a kind and I'm sayin' if you're to blame
Your life will never be the same

[Chorus]
[Bass solo => Guitar solo => Piano solo]

I can't track you anymore
Detective work has sure become a bore
So tell me what you did with it
And stop this shit, give up yourself
Before they come knockin' at your door

You won't steal my poor heart again
You won't steal my poor heart again
When I feel the blade of that Cupid sword
I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen
You won't steal that thing again
You won't steal my poor heart again
----------
STASH
words: Tom Marshall, music: Anastasio

I'm pulling the pavement from under my nails
I brush past a garden, dependent on whales
The sloping companion I cast down the ash
Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash

Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas
To grow with them spindles, the mutant I seize
I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees
And cries to his cohorts, asleep in the trees

Smegma, dogmatagram, fishmarket stew
Police in a corner, gunnin' for you
Appletoast, bedheated, furblanket rat
Laugh when they shoot you, say
"Please don't do that"

Control for smilers can't be bought
The solar garlic starts to rot
Was it for this my life I sought?
Maybe so and maybe not (Maybe so and maybe not) [4x]
Was it for this my life I sought? (Maybe so and maybe not)
Control for smilers can't be bought (Maybe so and maybe not)
The solar garlic starts to rot (Maybe so and maybe not)
Was it for this my life I sought? (Maybe so and maybe not) [4x]

[Guitar solo]  (Maybe so and maybe not)
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MANTECA
written by Dizzy Gillespie and Gil Fuller

Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, Crab in my, Crab in my shoemouth

Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, Crab in my, Crab in my shoemouth
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GUELAH PAPYRUS
words: Tom Marshall, music: Anastasio

Aboard a craft bereft of oar
I rowed upstream to find Lenore
Abducted by a bandit or
A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval craze
The rhinotropic micro-gaze
Ignored it and to my amazement
Rode to Paris in twelve days

C
H  This is the work of the guelah papyrus
O  Stranded for a moment on the ocean of Osyrus
R  Absorbing all she can for every member of her clan
U  Expanding exponentially like some recursive virus
S

She take me on, I never fail
To ride on the redundant rail
'Cause when I know she's switched a track
There's always one to take me back

And through the bedroom door intrude
A fretful frown and spoil the mood
'Cause though I never really stand that tall
She tilt my frame, she watch me fall

[Chorus]

    THE ASSE FESTIVAL
    Theme and variation composed by Trey in the summer of '90
    Dedicated to Ernie Stires

    GUELAH (THE FLY)

So maybe I could be a fly
And feed arachnid as I die
And view the ritual from within
The silken tunnel that they spin

And through the bedroom door intrude
A fretful frown and spoil the mood
'Cause though I never really stand that tall
She tilt my frame, she watch me fall

[Chorus] (3x without last line)
----------
GLIDE
Another oldie originally written by Trey, Tom and Dave
around '81. Taken out, dusted off, and rearranged by Phish.
Big Harmonica: McConnell

And we're glad glad glad that you're alive
And we're glad glad glad that you'll arrive
And we're glad glad glad glad glad glad glad
And we're glad glad glad that you're a glide

[Bass solo]
[repeat verse]
[bass solo]
[repeat verse]
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TWEEZER
words/music: Phish

Won't you step into the freezer
Seize her with a tweezer

Won't you step into the freezer
Tease her with a tweezer

It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold (4x)

Won't you step into the freezer
Please her with a tweezer

Won't you step into the freezer
Please her with a tweezer

It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold (4x)

Look who's in the freezer
Uncle Ebenezer
------------
THE MANGO SONG
words/music: Anastasio

     A day in the life of a waiter/addict
     with delusions of grandeur.

Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees
Slander on wrap paper ties
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes

Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please
Ramble while slop scraper sighs
Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream until he dies

Operations at the sink
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes
Feels it tilt and start to slide

Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese
Dangle some grape apple pies
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies

C   Your hands and feet are mangos
H   You're gonna be a genius anyway
O
R
U   Your hands and feet are mangos
S   You're gonna be a genius anyway

[Piano solo => Guitar solo]

[Chorus]
[All three verses superimposed upon one another]
[Chorus - 2x]
----------

CHALK DUST TORTURE
words: Tom Marshall, music: Anastasio

Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker
I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice
The wind buffs the cabin
You speak of your life
Or more willingly Locust the Lurker

Confuse what you can of the ending
And revise your despise so impending
'Cause I soak on the wrath
That you didn't quite mask
I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths
Or mixed in with the signal you're sending

C   But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned
H   As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
O   And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
R   Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
U   All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
S   Can't this wait till I'm old?
    Can't I live while I'm young?
    Can't I live while I'm young?

But no peace for Jezmund tonight
I plug the distress tube up tight
And watch what I say as it flutters away
And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay
Not to educate somebody's fright

[Chorus]
[Guitar solo]
[Chorus - last line 4 times]
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CATAPULT
word/music: Gordon

(Doctor Davis, telephone please...Doctor Davis, telephone please)
I'd catapult downtown
To see the galleries
And my favorite fiancee
In a lavender gown

But I'm hooked up to a machine
It performs my daily functions
Through a tube in my wien

And today that thing malfunctioned
Like a forest fire
It burnt a hole in me and I perspired

So there ain't gonna be a wedding
No love affair
No art to which none compares
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TWEEZER REPRISE
words/music: Phish

Won't you step into the freezer
Won't you step into the freezer
Won't you step into the freezer
Won't you step into the freezer

***************

Eight and a half years ago, we played our first bar gig
at Nectar's in Burlington. Nectar Rorris, the proprietor, was happy
to give us a gig despite our lack of experience, organization, or a song
list long enough to last two sets. The night went well enough and
soon we were playing a series of monthly three night stands - three sets
a night on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. Like countless other bands in
Burlington's diverse music scene, those nights at Nectar's taught us how
to play. We dedicate this album to Nectar Rorris for 16 years of
bringing Burlington live music every night of the week with no cover,
and the best fries this side of...France.
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Rift- In the order they appear on the Feb. 1993 studio album(*Notice-All
      Things Reconsidered has no published lyrics)

RIFT

Last night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift
And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift
Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath
Of the darkness the light from above could not reach
I spied wings of reason, herself taking flight
And upon yonder precipice saw her alight
And glared back at me one last look of dismay
As if she were the last one she thought I'd betray

So much better I said to myself
And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf
I struggled with destiny upon the ledge
And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge
And silence contagious in moments like these
Consumed me and strengthened my will to appease
The passion that sparked me one terrible night
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite

So much better I said to myself
And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf
I struggled with destiny upon the ledge
And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge
--song slows here--
And silence contagious in moments like these
Consume me and strengthen my will to appease
--song speeds back up--
The passion that sparked me one terrible night
(And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) x5

5 second scream similar to the end of Brother
__________________________________________________

FAST ENOUGH FOR YOU
From:Zach(phisher@aol.com)

If time were only part of the equation
Then you could draw the bound'ries of our cage
You wouldn't pile another stone upon me
And I'd be happy just to watch you age

But everything is in its own dominion
And waiting in the shallows as I do
Appeases me as water slowly trickles out
Which isn't nearly fast enough for you

It isn't nearly fast enough for you
It isn't nearly fast enough for you
Its what I was afraid of
I stumble into view
But it isn't nearly fast enough for you
It isn't nearly fast enough for you

Repeat chorus plus solos
________________________________________________________



LENGTHWISE(appears twice on the album)
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

When you're there, I sleep lengthwise
And when you're gone
I sleep diagonal in my bed
_________________________________________________________
MAZE

The overhead view is of me in a maze
And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away
And I take a wrong turn and I'm on the wrong path
And the people all watching enjoy a good laugh

Embarrassed with failure, I try to reverse
The course that my tread had already traversed
So doing the trauma engulfing my dream
Invaded through what was an unguarded seam
The torrent of helplessness swept me away
To the cavern of shame and the hall of dismay
Inside me a voice was repeating this phrase:
"You've lost it, you'll never get out of this maze"
You'll never get out of this maze x7
                (jam)
______________________________________________________
SPARKLE
*Updated by Trey- 4-18-92*

The pressure builds, you a gift
You're hoping that your dread will lift
It glitters on her like a glass
You shudder as it comes to pass
Apologize to Luce and Lil'
Converse with Ed, a drive with Jill
Your friends confine you in their worlds
One by one, a string of pearls
Confuse you say, this isn't me
You hover in their unity
Ashamed, you slowly lose your grasp
Release the links, undo the clasp
The skin that drips down from the tree
And peels back slowly from your knee
Erupts into your lung and heart
You laugh and laughing, fall apart
Laugh and laughing, fall apart(x28)
(crescendo)
Laugh and Laughing fall apart(x14)
_______________________________________________________



HORN
From: John F. Whitehead <jfw@neuro.duke.edu>
Updated slightly by: Matthew Spool <tehula@strauss.udel.edu>

I'm not sure what the group sings at the very beginning and end (they
sing about four words, holding the notes and overlapping them-- my
best guess is that it sounds sort of like "rhine-wine-car-horn" :-)
But who knows?) IN any case, the part that Trey sings goes like this:

Rhine wine, Car horn

Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around
And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town
Dribbled my possessions in a ring around the earth
And bought and sold my self-control for less than it was worth

Now I know the reason that I'm feeling so forlorn
I'll pick you up at eight as usual, listen for my horn

Rhine wine, Car Horn
________________________________________________________________

THE WEDGE
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

We're bobbing on the surface
and the shadow glides below
They say she feels my heartbeat
Oh..But how I'll never know      x2

That it's the ocean flowing in our veins
Oh..That it's the salt that's in our tears
Oh..'Cause we could have come so very far
Oh..In at least as many years!

Take the highway through the Great Divide  x2

I'm building you a pyramid
With limestone blocks so large
I drag them from the mountain top
You'll need a two car garage

And it's the ocean flowing in our veins
Oh..That it's the salt that's in our tears
Oh..Cause we could have come so very far
Oh..In at least as many years

Take the highway through the Great Divide  x2

Cause it's the ocean flowing in our veins
Oh..That it's the salt that's in our tears
Oh..Cause we could have come so very far
Oh..In at least as many years

Take the highway through the Great Divide  [repeat till fade]
_______________________________________________________________



MY FRIEND, MY FRIEND
From:David McCallum

My friend, my friend he's got a knife
A statement from his former life
When he was easy but alone
Beside him was an empty throne
But what of silver silken blade
Affix his gaze, his features staid
Grasps the handle, clips the cable
One steps up, sits at his table
My friend, my friend, he's got a knife
My friend, my friend, he's got a wife

My friend, my friend, the clever ruse
Persuasion through his thoughts peruse
A hidden relic from his past
That wasn't there when he looked last
He feels it ticking like a bomb
Feeding fear, assaulting calm
Takes the object, starts the game
Moves closer to the flame

My friend, my friend, the clever ruse
My friend, my friend, he lights the fuse

[solo]

My friend, my friend, he's got a knife
My friend, my friend, he's got a knife
My friend, my friend, he's got a knife
Myf
[maniacal giggles]

*If you want it to reflect exactly what's on RIFT,  you have to count how
many times the last line is repeated. No sweat, right*
_____________________________________________________________

WEIGH
I'd like to cut your head off so I could weigh it, what do ya say?
Five pounds, six, pounds, seven pounds
I'd like to go to your house and gather all your razors and pick all the
   little prickly hairs so I can weigh them, what do ya say?
Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds
I'd like to gather all your friends and squish them all into a small
   swimming pool so I can weigh them, what do ya say?
Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds
Why weigh on a sunny day?
So much to do so why, why weigh?
On a sunny day, why wei-igh-hey?
Why weigh, why weigh?
I'd like to hear my options, so I can weigh them, what do ya say?
Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds
Why weigh on a sunny day?
So much to do, so why, why weigh?
On a sunny day, why wei-gh-hey?
Why
Oh Why[x11]
Why weigh?
_______________________________________________________________



MOUND
Amended by Andy Bensky<Andy.Bensky@corp.sun.com>


The old man knows very well
Going down by the snowbank, there's a mound
A mound that an old man knows good
Look who raises his shoe all over this mound
Right over the world that's another rewind

Chorus:
And it's time, time, time for the last rewind
For a broken old man and a world unkind
He buried all his memories of home
In an icy clump that lies beneath the ground

No one knows how far he traveled
Oh! I heard he walked miles from the little mound
Can he find some shelter?
He doesn't know to behold what the cold frost can do
And at last till he realized he'd circled back around
Round a back circle, round a back realized

Chorus

Ice is all he was made of
The bitter blue, and frozen through
He went over to the mound
Reclining down his final thoughts
Were drifting to the time this life had shined

Chorus  x2

________________________________________________________________

IT'S ICE (from an audience tape of Ithaca 9-26-91 with help from Shelly's
interview with Trey)

I press on the elastic sheet, I'm breathing through a slice
'Are the worms or are the serpents?' bubbles through the ice
The source was quite invisible, the ever-present voice
While skating, both legs tracing different shapes, I made my choice

Mimicking the image in whose radiance I bask
I'm tied to him, or him to me, depending who you ask
None the less reluctantly reflections tumble in
I slide with all the other on the wrong side of the skin

He's fallen on the ice, it cracks
Will he plunge in and join me here?
He meets my eyes, to my surprise
He laughs in full light of my frown
My double wants to pull me down

Slipping on the friction slide, my skin peels to the bone
The flesh I leave behind, is something that is not my own
I beg my mirror image for a moment with my soul
He's leaning back, time to attack, to see who's in control

And every move I make he's got a hand up just in time
He's throwing several punches, and he's blocking most of mine
Defeated now I sulk and squirm above the frozen heights
Waiting, calculating till he ventures onto the ice.

Chorus
1st verse
Chorus
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THE HORSE
From:Douglas Loeb<oacs2121@oswego.oswego.edu>Amended by ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

It's time I sling the baskets off this overburdened horse
Sink my toes into the ground and set a different course
Cause if I were here and you were there
I'd meet you in between *
And not until my dying day, confess what I have seen.

* originally, "Mathilda in between"
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SILENT IN THE MORNING
From:Douglas Loeb<oasc2121@oswego.oswego.edu>Amended by ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue
Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view
If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way
When you're not I follow you, and always go astray

Silent in the morning
Suspended in the trees
Lunch time comes you've found your voice
It brings me to my knees
The volume just increases
The resounding echoes grow
Till once again I bask in morning stillness, I love so

The target that I shoot for seems to move with every breath
I tighten all my arteries and make one last request
Divine creation hears me, and he squashes me with fear
I think that this exact thing happened to me, just last year

Chorus:
Silent in the morning
You found your voice that brings me to
Silent in the morning
You found your voice that brings me to
Silent in the morning
You found your voice that brings me to my knees [Page and Mike Repeat till
                                                 end]
I will not dismiss you, shelter you, speak with you
Smile at you, trust in me, He'd like to brush you off, and I'd agree
                                         [sung by Trey over chorus. Added
                                         by Mike A.]
________________________________________________________________

Hoist - released 29 March 1994

Lyrics as they appear in the liner notes.  Riker's Mailbox has no lyrics.

JULIUS

Danger
I've been told to expect it
I begin my descent
Down the cold granite steps

And who could have turned among those I confide in?
I think that I know what I haven't known yet
'Cause a week is a month
and an hour a day
When your reaching just pushes it further away
With your past and your future precisely divided
Am I at that moment?
I haven't decided

And stretching out into the sea... Aquitana
Is that what the prophet told me he saw?
You gave it to me but I really don't want it
I came out on top by the luck of the draw
'Cause a week is a month and an hour a day
When your reaching just pushes it further away
And what's the return on the faith I've provided?
I think that I know now but I haven't decided
---------------------------------------------------------------
DOWN WITH DISEASE

Down with disease
Three weeks in my bed
Trying to stop these demons that keep dancing in my head
Down with disease
Up before the dawn
A thousand barefoot children outside dancing on my lawn

Dancing on my lawn, and I keep
Waiting for the time I can finally say
That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way

But when I think it's time to leave it all behind
I try to find a way to but there's nothing I can say to make it stop

Down with disease and the jungles in my mind
They're climbing up my waterfalls and swingin' on my vines
So I ry to hear the music but I'm always losing time
'Cause they're stepping on my rhythm and they're stealin' all my lines

Stealin' all my lines, and I keep
Waiting for the time when I can finally say
That this has all been wonderful, but now I'm on my way

But when I think it's time to leave it all behind
I try to find a way to but there's nothing I can say to make it stop
---------------------------------------------------------------
IF I COULD

Take me to another place, she said
Take me to another time
Run with me across the oceans
Float me on a silver cloud

If I could I would, but I don't know how
If I could I would, but I don't know how
If I could I would and I'd take you now

Stay with me till time turns over
I want to feel my feet leave the ground
Take me where the whispering breezes
Can lift me up and spin me around

If I could I would...
Hear you laughing as we go
Flipping backward through the doors and through the windows...
I'm melting into nothing

If I could I would, but I don't know how
If I could I would, but I don't know how
If I could I would and I'd take you now
---------------------------------------------------------------
AXILLA II

Summer sitting out by the pool
A ray of sunshine getting in my way
Close your eyes and wish that it were cool
Everyday

And I wish it could be back the other way
But what's dissolved ain't coming back today
Close your eyes and wish that it were
Close your eyes and wish that it were

Axilla  axilla  axilla  axilla

Never understood what my body was for
That's why I always leave it layin out on the floor
The shape a curiosity
Where different faces fit before

And tracing my image in the sand
To pass the time from slip to fall
The line I trace begins to weave
A tangled web from wall to wall
---------------------------------------------------------------
LIFEBOY

Swinging on the lifeline
Fraying bits of twine
Entangled in the remnants of the
Knot I left behind
And asking you to help me make it
Finally unwind

But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you don't get a refund
If you overpray

And when the line is breaking
And when I'm near the end
When all the time spent leading
I've been following instead
When all my thoughts and memories are
Left hanging by a thread

God never listens...
Stranded on this slender string
The minutes seem to last a lifetime
Dangling here between the light above
And blue below that drags me down

But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you don't get a refund
If you overpray
---------------------------------------------------------------
SAMPLE IN A JAR

It's hidden far away
But someday I may tell
The tale of metal tangle
When into your world I fell
Without you now I wander soaking
Secretly afraid
'Cause in your grasp the fears don't last
(And some of them have stayed)

I wheeled around because I
Didn't hear what you had said
And saw you dancing with Elihu
Up on Leemor's bed
And I was foggy rather groggy, you helped me to my car
The binding belt enclosing me, a Sample in a Jar

And on the market stands unfolding
With all their willies and their wares
I shuffle by alert but numb
To all the glances and the glares
And I think of you unheeding
All the times I raise my cup
It's now I know that you knew that
I'd soon end up end up

Chorus

You tricked me like the others
And now I don't belong
The simple smiles and good times seem all wrong
---------------------------------------------------------------
WOLFMAN'S BROTHER

Well it was many years ago now
But I really can't be sure
That's when it all began then
I heard that knock upon my door

And the wolfman's brother
The wolfman's brother
Came down on me

The telephone was ringing
That's when I handed it to Liz
She said, "This isn't who it would be,
If it wasn't who it is"

It's the wolfman's brother,
The wolfman's brother
Came down on me

So I might be on a side street
Or a stairway to the stars
I hear the high pitched cavitation
Of propellers from afar

It's the wolfman's brother...
Come down on me

So with meaningless excitement
And smooth atonal sound
It's like a cross between a hurricane
And a ship that's run aground

It's the wolfman's brother
Coming down on - coming down on me
---------------------------------------------------------------
SCENT OF A MULE

Kitty Malone sat on a mule
Was riding in style
When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking
Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head
She said, "I hate laser beams
And you never done see me askin'
For a UFO
In Tomahawk County"

Well she kicked the mule
And it walked the path
And the aliens fired from behind
Till she stopped the mule
And she kicked the rump
And the big old mule took a big old dump

Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go
Take your laser beams away
Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go
You better stop that laser game
Or you'll smell my mule

She felt the fire against her neck
And it saddened her to feel it burn
When suddenly, like the sound of a breeding Holstein
Kitty said, "Stop, we ain't lookin' for fightin'
In Tomahawk County."

A little guy from the UFO
Came on out and said his name was Joe
She said, "Come on over for some lemonade
Just follow me now with the whole brigade"

Chorus

They walked into her cabin shack
They had never seen a southern home
And they liked it, better than their UFO
They liked it, they really liked it
They said, "Here's a place of elegance
Here we shower ourselves in lightness"

Chorus
---------------------------------------------------------------
DOG FACED BOY

I can't spare a moment for the dog faced boy
I won't lend another hand to the worm girl of Hanoi
Don't deplete my oxygen for the guy who's turning blue
But ask me, and I'll do anything for you

Whenever I think of you it only makes me feel sad
Whenever I think of you, the best friend I ever had...
Before I gave it up all for nothing
Well, I lied and I cheated

And it made me feel bad
It made me feel guilty for not being true
Oh the months I spend trying for a way to explain
In teh end all I could do as turn my head in shame
Whenever I think of you it only makes me feel sad
Because you deserve better and once I was it
But somehow my good intentions just got up and git
---------------------------------------------------------------
DEMAND

You may as well keep your belly full
For the time may come when you'll rely on the layer of fat
That separates you from the rabid dog and the common fly
To a less demanding place on your spine
I feel you shift my weight around
I squirm and roll beneath your flesh
Just like the guy you met in town

He's yelling at the parking lot
Throwing beer cans down the stairs
Driving home to Mom and Dad
To spend a weekend with no cares
---------------------------------------------------------------



Other songs that don't appear on any albums, in alphabetical order

ALUMNI BLUES
From: Jonathan Baumgartner <J_BAUMGARTNE@unhh.unh.EDU>

Woke up this morning and I had those Walking Blues (x2)
I wasn't walkin' nowhere 'cause I didn't have no floor!

Staring over the edge of the bed
My old lady lying next to me, I started to cry (x2)
She said "I'm gonna take this diploma,
I'm gonna slice you in the eye!"

Chorus:
  Well I'm alright      (he's alright) (x9)
  'cause I got a degree!

Escaping through my window
There's a policeman on the lawn outside my home (x2)
I opened my mouth to scream
But my throat was full of foam

So I'm sittin' in this cell
My fortune dwindled to a thimble full of filth (x2)
I may spend the rest of my life in jail
But at least it's got a floor!

Chorus
---------------------------------------------------------------
AVINU MALKENU
From: ezekial vaughn <evaughn@skidmore.EDU>

                          Chanenu v'anenu
                          Avinu Malkenu
                          Chanenu v'anenu
                          Ki ain banu ma'asim
                          Asseh imanu
                          Tsadaka v'chesed
                          Asseh imanu tsadaka vichesed v'hoshi'ainu


                          Our Father Our King
                          Be gracious unto us
                          And answer us
                          for we are wanting
                          in good deeds
                          Deal with us in charity
                          And save us
------------------------------------------------------



AXILLA
From: PIMBRES1%ITHACA.BITNET@cornellc.cit.cornell.edu

Axilla (Marshall/Anastasio/ ? )

I dropped the buzzard in the sand and trudged off slowly toward the town,
I needed dinner and a place where I could throw my weight around,
I detected faint axilla scent that put me off my appetite,
But mouflon warring where I went renewed in me a need to fight,
Then reveling in mirror mask I soon was lost in foggy ditch,
Without a feather gray or white to tickle that piano witch,
Fearing that I must expose my worm to holographic haze,
My Clinometer error rose and spawned in her new mawkish ways,
I woke the witch with reverence reserved for serpents, snails, and slugs,
I pulled the witch from out the ditch and turned to face the furry thugs,
The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam,
The weapons in their hooves revolved I detected a prostatic ream,
I gulped and felt my loins dissolve!!!!!!!!!

 ^^^That should be it (Except for the "Axilla, Axilla!!!" ending)
------------------------------------------------------

BIG BLACK FURRY CREATURE FROM MARS
5-25-88 Burlington VT
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

When I get home from work, what do I do?
I try to kill you!
When I get home from work, what do I do?
I try to kill you!

And why would I try to kill you?

Because you're a...
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars

When we go out to eat, what do I do?
I try to kill you!
When we go out to eat, what do I do?
Oh, I am killing you!

Now why would I go and do that?

Because you're a...
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars


I'm runnin, I'm runnin from you
I'm runnin, I'm runnin!

And what causes me to run?

Cause you're a...
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
Big black furry creature from Mars
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BROTHER
4-25-92 Evergreen Rec Center. Olympia WA
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!
Somebody's jumping in the tub with your brother   X2
Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!
Somebody's definitely jumping in the tub with your brother   X2
Somebody's definitely jumping in the tub with your brother
Jumping in the tub with your cousin
Somebody's definitely jumping in the tub with your brother
Uncle!
Somebody's jumping in the tub with your brother!
Somebody's jumping in the tub with your mother!
Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------

BUFFALO BILL
11.21.92 Stony Brook, NY
From: Alek_Grabinski@ccm.hf.intel.com

"Looking for owls?" the young man asked
Hoping to lighten the tension
And the scowl he received as his only reply
Made him smile as he relived the mention

And the coward fool walked on alone
Quite proud of the fear he instilled
And later they found him, tied to a log
Bent over and buffalo billed
---------------------------------------------------------------------------

CAROLINA (Or Carolina On My Mind)
3-10-90
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

Carolina, Carolina, Carolina, Carolina
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
No one could be sweeter that my sweetie when I meet her in the morning
Where the morning glory
Twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie when the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup, in the morning
If I had Aladdin's lamp
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
--------------------------------------------------------------------------

Colonel Forbin's Ascent Narrative
5-2-92 Chicago Ill
From: sirna@Xenon.Stanford.EDU (Anthony Sirna)

Col Forbin's Ascent ->

Somewhere, far away from this building far away from all these
people far away from this city far away from this whole state,
this whole country, and the riots going on and everything.  If
you'll just imagine yourself lifting off the ground right now with
us and the whole building just opening up, up above our heads and all
the people just slowly floating slowly lifting up off the ground
up into the air and up into the clouds until you can see the mountains
and the city down below.  Going up a little higher and higher and
higher and higher and higher, your getting up higher, just floating,
floating up above the earth.  Then you start going forward now you're
not just going up but you're going forward.  The clouds are splitting slowly
behind you and you've got gray clouds on either side of you and then
they start
to split open and now  there's nothing but blackness in front of you
and stars.  And you're floating forward, your moving forward the whole group
of people are moving forward and you're floating through space and through
time. There moving through time and then you look down below you, you
start to see shapes taking form below you brown green shapes, and you feel
yourself dropping back down and you look below you and you see
this one shape over here is a mountain a huge mountain and as you
get closer it starts to look bigger and bigger and over on your left there's
a green patch its a huge forest floating off in the distance and on the
third side there's a green field that goes straight off into the
distance the other way.  And you start to come down, and you're comin down
and you look and you see the mountain and now the mountain is looming before
you, a huge mountain bigger than you've ever seen before.  And as you
look you see on the side of the mountain you look closely and you see a tiny
speck and you realize this is not just a tiny speck...
This tiny speck is this tiny speck is Col.  Forbin!  Col Forbin is
climbing up the mountain and as we come down, on your left you see a
revolutionary's camp.  And you start to  realize that this is the
revolutionary camp.  These people are trying to overthrow the evil
King Wilson.  This whole area used to be a beautiful beautiful lush
natural area and the people used to live in peace and harmony with
nature but the evil King Wilson came and enslaved the people, he
stole their book the Helping Friendly Book and he hid it in the
highest tower of his castle.  And right now Colonel Forbin seeing
the failure of the revolution is doing the last thing that he thinks is
possible.  He's climbing up this huge mountain, way bigger than K2
or Everest this is the biggest mountain there's ever been in the
history of time and the entire universe.  He's been climbing for
days weeks jagged cliffs climbing up rocks falling below he's starving hungry
but he needs to get to the top because he wants to find... the Great
and Knowledgeable... the great and knowledgeable one... (Icculus music starts)
He needs to find, hew needs to find this great man.
He's climbing the mountain to find a great man because this
great man changed his life and he changed
our life (ooooh oooh ooooh)) and this great man can change your
life.(oooh ooooh ) Someday I hope that you too will discover this
great man, because he wrote a great book (ooooh ooh ) This man wrote
the Helping Friendly Book, and this is the book and this is the
book that contained all the knowledge inherent in the universe. We
read this book, and we learned...the way to a better life.  And I
hope, I hope deep down that someday, you all will read this great
book, and learn the way to a greater life.

WE SHOWED THIS BOOK TO OTHER PEOPLE AND THEIR LIVES HAVE CHANGED FOR
THE BETTER
WE SHOWED THIS BOOK TO COLONEL BRUCE HAMPTON AND THE AQUARIUM RESCUE UNIT.
THEY USED TO BE A FEEBLE BLUEGRASS BAND UNTIL THEY READ THIS GREAT BOOK AND
NOW LOOK AT THEM THEY READ THE BOOK AND THAT'S WHY COLONEL FORBIN IS
LOOKING FOR THIS GREAT SPIRIT ON TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN CAUSE HE IS THE
GREAT AND KNOWLEDGEABLE, HE IS THE AUTHOR OF THE HELPING FRIENDLY BOOK

YOU GOT TO READ THE HELPING FRIENDLY BOOK.

YOU GOT TO READ THE BOOK

YOUR LIVES WILL CHANGE

YOUR LIVES ARE NOTHING BUT A HUDDLE OF NO GOOD

YOU GOT TO READ THE BOOK!!!!!!!!

YOU GOTTA READ THE HELPING FRIENDLY BOOK!!!!!!!!!!

CAUSE IT'S WRITTEN BY THE GREAT, THE GREAT AND KNOWLEDGEABLE
THE GREAT AND KNOWLEDGEABLE AUTHOR OF
THE HELPING FRIENDLY BOOK
THE GREAT
THE SPIRITUAL
THE INCREDIBLE
THE FANTASTIC
IT'S BY THE GREAT AND KNOWLEDGEABLE

ICCULUS!!!!!!!

WRITTEN BY THE GREAT AND KNOWLEDGEABLE ICCULUS
YEA MY CHILDREN ARE OLD ENOUGH TO READ ICCULUS
cold and lonely night
running the pace of her fright
Look at her face tonight

So Colonel Forbin is climbing up the mountain and he wants to get
back the helping Friendly Book and the Helping Friendly book is
right now being held by the evil king Wilson.  If he can get the
Helping Friendly Book back everyone can live in peace and harmony
with nature forever.  So Icculus comes out of the mountain and
looks down at the great Colonel Forbin and he says, "Colonel
Forbin I'm going to help you get the helping Friendly Book.  I'm
going to call on my friend the famous Mockingbird."  He's gonna
fly down out of the sky circle around and lands on Icculus's
shoulder and Icculus says "Famous Mockingbird, fly to the castle of
the evil King Wilson, steal the Helping Friendly Book and bring it
back to the people of Gamehendge so that they can live in peace and
harmony with nature forever."  So here he comes now the Helping
Frie...Er.. the Famous Mockingbird.

-> Fly Famous Mockingbird
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COL. FORBIN RAP     5/17/92 Achilles Ice Rink, Union College
Transcribed by David "ZZYZX" Steinberg

<standard Forbin rap music>
I look out here in front of all you people, I see that you're all
standing on this rink.  And when you walked in here, this rink had
cement underneath the floor, but as we played the first three
songs, unbeknownst to all you standing out there the ice has slowly
crept up, and right now you're standing on a huge sheet of ice.
And not only are you standing on this huge sheet of ice, but the
walls on the outside are slowly starting to disappear, this sheet
of ice goes off into infinity in every direction.  And up above
you, there's nothing but black sky drifting off into space.  And
down below you, through the clear ice, there's nothing but black
sky drifting.  And this sheet of ice is just going through
infinity.  And you're all standing on a little clump on the ice as
it stretches off as far as the eye can see in every direction.
And as we stand here, slowly from the back, the ice starts to lift
and tilt.
<scary lift and tilt music>
And we feel the ice tilting.  And the plane is moving beneath your
feet.  And you see a grid coming across the ice and the whole
plane starts to tilt.  And you're trying to hang on but slowly
your feet start to slip.  And the plane is tilting higher and
higher, the angle is getting higher.  And you can't hang on, and
you start to slide.  And you slide off the edge of the ice.  And
you're going down.  And your head's (??? can't understand next
three words), and all of a sudden, you shoot off the edge into the
void.
<pause and then standard Forbin rap music>
And you're just floating through the void now.  And you see the ice
disappearing off into the distance.  And now it's just black
stretching; you're surrendering to the void, Cloyde (?).  And you
float through the, float through the blackness you start to see a
tiny speck, <standard Forbin rap music with occasional "speck"
noises> materializing in the distance.  And you realize that this
tiny speck, even though it's a tiny little speck, it's still got
some gravitational pull.  And since that's the only thing in space
around you, you sloooowly start to drift towards it.  And as you
drift toward it, it starts to get a little bit bigger.  And it
turns into what looks like a tiny stone in the distance.  And the
closer you get to it, you realize it's got more gravitational pull
than you thought.  And you get closer and it starts to grow and
you realize it's actually a planet off in the distance, but
there's nothing around to reference it against so it just looks
like a tiny speck.  But by this point you realize you really, it's
starting to get bigger fast.
<falling into planet music>
You're going towards it.  You're flying down.  Suddenly you're
breaking into the atmosphere.  You're burning through the (?).  You
start to get hotter as the atmosphere is burning your body.  You're
blazing down.  You're blazing down.  And suddenly the chute
opens...
<pause and then odd floating music>
And now you're floating down with a parachute.  And you're floating
down, you don't know where you are, but you look down on the ground
and you see a huge forest, drifting out into the distance.  And you
see a huge green field from the edge of the forest going off into
the other direction.  And the center of it all, the hugest
mountain you've ever seen in your life.  And you realize that...
you're... in
GAMEHENDGE.
<Gamehendge crashes and other noises>
<Metallic jam>
And you float down, and slowly the mountain gets bigger and bigger
as you get down next to it.  You look up at the mountain next to
you.  It's a huge mountain and going up into the sky.  Bigger than
anything you've ever seen before.  And on the corner of the
mountain, you look closely and you see a tiny speck.
<different speck music>
And the closer you look you realize, that that's no ordinary speck.
<pause>
It's COLONEL FORBIN
<metallic jam>
Colonel Forbin is climbing up the mountain.  No one's ever climbed
up the mountain before because it's so high.  You need tanks of
oxygen.  And Colonel Forbin's arms are grabbing roots, they're
grabbing roots, they're grabbing the ROOT DOC.
<jam gets odder>
And they're pulling up, and it's getting higher and higher and you
know in your heart, that Colonel Forbin, the only reason he would
brave
<pause>
climbing the huge mountain would be to find the great and knowledgeable
ICCULUS
<earthquake music>
And as he climbs up, you see the mountain start to quake and
vibrate, boulders tumbling down around Colonel Forbin's head, but
he knows he's got to make it, so he hangs on to roots, he's
hanging on to roots, he's hanging on to the Root Doc.  And the
Root Doc pulls him up.  And he's stands up on a little ledge.  And
slowly, the mountain starts to take the shape of the face of the
great and knowledgeable Icculus.
And Colonel Forbin looks up at Icculus and he says, "Icculus.  I've
climbed the mountain to find you because I need you.  I need you to
help me get the HELPING FRIENDLY BOOK.  Because the Helping
Friendly Book will bring peace and harmony
<peace and harmony music>
to all the Lizards people of Gamehendge who are now enslaved by the
evil KING WILSON who lives in that castle over there.  And he's
taken the Helping Friendly Book from them and hidden it in his
castle.  So can you please help me?"
<standard Forbin rap music>
And Icculus looks down on him and he says, "Colonel Forbin, I can
help you.  I'm going to send for my friend, THE FAMOUS
MOCKINGBIRD."  And the Famous Mockingbird comes flying out of the
sky, and lands on Icculus's shoulder.  And Icculus says, "Famous
Mockingbird.  Fly off into the distance to the castle of the evil
King Wilson.  Steal the Helping Friendly Book back.  Bring it to
the people of Gamehendge so they can live in peace and harmony
with nature."  So here he comes now, The Famous Mockingbird..



CRACKLIN' ROSIE   by Neil Diamond

Yea, Cracklin' Rosie, get on board.
We're gonna ride 'til there ain't no more to go.
Takin' it slow,
Lord don't you know,
Happily a time when the poor man's let be

Hitchin' on a twilight train,
Ain't nothin' here that I care to take along,
Maybe a song,
To sing when I watch,
Don't mean to say please, said old man, I'm happy too.

Chorus:
Oh, I love my Rosie child, you got the way to make me happy.
You and me, we go in style.
Cracklin' Rose, you're a store-bought woman,
You make me sing like a guitar hummin.
Hang on to me, girl, our song keeps runnin' on.
Play it now, Play it now, Play it now my lady!

Cracklin Rosie, make me smile.
God it'll last for an hour, well that's alright,
We got all night,
To set the world right.
Find us a dream and don't ask no questions Yea!

Chorus
Last Verse

in Fish version:

Bah, bah bah bah bah.
Bah, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Bah bah bah bah
Bah, bah bah bah bah
Bah, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah BAH
-------------------------------------------------------
THE CURTAIN
4-23-92 Seattle WA
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU

[Editor's Note: It's controversial because it doesn't make much sense,
but the correct line is "Please me have no regrets".  Punctuation is
left up to the reader.]

As he saw his life run away from him
Thousands ran along
Chanting words from a song

"Please me have no regrets"
"Please me have no regrets"

Came from the baby's mouth
We follow the lines going south

"Please me have no regrets"

Came from the,came from the,came from the... baby's mouth!
We follow the line going south!
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DANIEL SAW THE STONE
From: pholk@well.sf.ca.us (Richard J Callahan)


Here are some lyrics for "Daniel Saw the Stone,"
transcribed from a version of the song by the Golden Gate Quartet
on their _Swing Down, Chariot_ album.  It is a traditional song.
There are some differences between this version and the Phish version,
mainly in terms of verses sung.  Also, Trey sings "used on the
mountain" where it sounds like the Golden Gate Quartet sing "hewed out
[of] the mountain,"  but it's hard to tell...

Oh Daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Daniel saw the stone that came rolling through Babylon
Daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]

  Well, meet me, Jesus, meet me
  Meet me in the middle of the air
 'Cause now if these wings should fail me
  Lord, I want to hitch on another pair

Oh Jesus was the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Jesus was the stone that came rolling through Babylon
Jesus was the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]

  Oh, well the tree it was bending
  Up in the heavenly land
  Well, my God spoke unto the Holy Ghost
  He said, "Come on and let's make man"

I'm looking for the stone that was hewed out the mountain
I'm looking for the stone that came rolling through Babylon
I'm looking for the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]

  Well, now, early in the morning the trumpet's gonna sound
  The dead and Christ is gonna rise
  Well, if you ain't got good religion
  Lord, then hell you'll open your eyes

I found that stone that was hewed out the mountain
I found the stone that came rolling through Babylon
I found the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]

The main difference between this version and Phish's version is
that Phish only uses the first verse cited here ("meet me, Jesus, meet
me").  The other verse that Trey sings (the only other verse) is this:

  Well, I saw a weary traveler
  He was walking on down the road
  Well, I saw him later that evening
  He was walking on down that road

[followed by the "walk, walk, walk..." part]

Also, Phish does not change the chorus each time around, as the Golden
Gate Quartet does, but instead sticks with "Daniel saw the stone..."
as in the first chorus cited here



DEAR MRS. REAGAN  8-10-87
From: alek_grabinski@ccm.hf.intel.com

Dear Mrs. Reagan, I hope you're feeling well
Fighting drugs and abortion will keep you out of hell
Send in the troops, they'll shut the system down
Take away their leaders and replace them all with clowns

Out in the Rose Garden, time for a speech
Make up your face so it looks like a peach

Aw, Nancy dear, what shall I say?
Tell ole Ronnie it's all OK.

Oh Mrs Reagan, Mrs Reagan
Gun your husband down
You'll collect insurance
Make our country sound

Dear Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down,
Save us from this awful fate
George Bush will be our next president!

Dear Mr Reagan, your hair is really swell
Buy another missile and damn the poor to hell

Pump up our resources,
You'll make us strong abroad
Foreign country leaders
Know that you're a fraud

Oh Ron, you're such a patriot
We think that you're an idiot
Everybody's singing this time

Oh Mrs Reagan, Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down,
Don't this let injustice reign,
It's Ron you must uncrown

Oh Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down
Send him out to pasture
His brain cannot be found
________________________________________________________________



DESTINY UNBOUND

Mike actually updated this one.  It seems both Jill and Bill have
their place :)

Highway Bill's on the rotary still
and he can't even feel the pain
of a sun dried shoulder
and a scar from a boulder
that cut him right across his vein
now he's suckin' cigar
and he's shovelin' tar
in the crater of a turnpike terrain
He's got only one hope, and he wants to elope,
'cuz Highway Jill is driving him insane.
We gotta get on the road  |
Destiny Unbound           | x2
She's the one for me      |
we gotta get outta town   |

Highway Jill was a daffodil
with a cactus sense of pride
at the wheel of a tractor
she was quite an impactor
when the road rocks started to slide
She saw Bill drop his shovel on a pile of gravel
as he climbed up out of his ditch
She was wonderstruck
when he climbed in her truck
He said "I've been havin' this everlasting itch
We gotta get on the road   |
Destiny Unbound            | x2
You're the one for me      |
we gotta get outta town    |

-jam-

At first she was cold
she was ready to scold
this guy from the pit with a thing in his head
but then she thought twice
when he melted her ice
with his passionate eyes
She was energized!
She started the ignition
and without permission
the two of 'em flew down the dusty road
but the road wasn't finished
and the pavement diminished
They soared off the edge
and they plunged in the sludge
She said:
There isn't even any road   |
Our Destiny was bound       | x4
We were the ones for us     |
but now we're in the ground.|

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DOG LOG (or Doggone Dog)
12-7-91
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU -I chose this version because what Trey is saying
                      To Marley between the verses is hilarious! His
                      comments are in parentheses.

Walkin cross a long, long, long, long, long, long, log
(Just like you Marley!)
Walkin cross a long, long, long, long, long, long, log

I've been walkin cross a log
I've been walkin with a dog dog dog
(This ones for you Marley!)

Walkin cross a long, long, long, long, long, long, log
(Marley this ones for you, were checking this one for you Marley!)

I've been walkin cross the log
I've been wonderin where my dog done gone

(Hey Marley, this ones for you man, This ones for you Marley, were singing
this one for you!)
Stepped upon a long, long, long, long, long, long, log
(Marley if you like this one roll over on your back!)
Stepped upon a long, long, long, long, long, long, log

Stepped upon a log, walkin through the fog fog fog

(Singing about you Marley, were singing for you!)
Stepped upon a long, long, long, long, long, long, log
(Were through with discussion, were singing this one for you Marley)

Dog log is here
I knew if she was near, she was still sneezin
(No were talking about here dog Marley)

Its Holdsworth!
Holdsworth!
Holdsworth!
Holdsworth!

Walkin cross a long, long, long, long, long, long, log
(Time for discussion, right here before the next lyric, discussion!)
I've been walkin with a dog, dog, dog.
(I saw Holdsworth sittin at the table)
Walkin cross a long, long, long, long, long, long, log
(Speakin to the Lord!)
I've been walkin cross the log
(I ran into Holdsworth!)
Walkin cross the log
I've been wonderin where Holdsworth done gone

Where's my dog gone?
Where's my dog gone?
Where's my dog gone?
Gone Gone Gone Gone Gone Gone
Gone Gone Gone Gone Gone Gone
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Alternate ESTHER (9-12-88)

On a hot summer night, in a small western town,
At a carnival down by the water,
A young woman walked through the fairgrounds alone
Esther, the archbishop's daughter

She walked past the carousel down to the lake
Where she spotted a wrinkled old man
Who stood by the side of a broken-down hut
With a bucket held firm in his hand

The old man approached her and whispered his plea
"Won't you please take this gift that I offer?"
A beautiful puppet of violet and gold,
Of velvet and satin and lace

And he looked at the girl with a powerful gaze
And she stared at the bucket bewildered
Till he lifted the doll for the young girl to see
And a giant smile grew on her face

The doll was as pretty as any she'd seen
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the church
And she burst through the doorway with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel, and the people looked mean

     .
     .
     (same lyrics as current ones, until the last three verses:)
     .
     .

As Esther stood and shook her head the joggers were approaching
And she knew she had no choice left but to swim
As she dove into the water she saw a flicker in the distance
It was the place she got the puppet that had made her life so grim

When she reached the shore she pulled her icy body from the water
Saw the carnival, and then she saw the shack
And she ran across the fairgrounds to the old man with the bucket
And she took the puppet out and gave it back!

Up from the water came thousands of souls
Joggers and muggers and church-going folk
And they all ran past Esther towards the old man
Like a raging stampede they dissolved in a huge cloud of dust....

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FREE BIRD
originally performed by Lynyrd Skynyrd


   If I leave here tomorrow
   would you still remember me
   For I must be traveling on now
   there's too many places I gotta see

   And if I stay here with you girl
   things just wouldn't be the same
   For I'm as free as a bird now
   and this bird you cannot change
   and the bird you cannot change
   and the bird you cannot change
   Lord knows I can't change

   Bye bye it's been sweet love
   though this feeling I can't change
   Please don't take it so badly
   Lord knows I'm to blame

   And if I stay here with you girl
   things just couldn't be the same
   For I'm as free as a bird now
   and this bird you cannot change
   and the bird you cannot change
   and the bird you cannot change
   Lord knows I can't change

-------------------------------------------------------------
GUMBO

There's a mouse starin' out of the window
His car is trapped in the snow
He's planning a family vacation
But he just can't go

Around the next corner's a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
He's passed by some gunslinging parrot
Who's jealous he ain't got no grin

   There ain't no time to stash the gumbo
C  Or rattle around in a cage
H  The sacrificed child's made bubbles
O  And spittle is everywhere enraged
R
U  Ina hot sand or ina my feet
S  They're blistered and caked with debris
   Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
   While Angry piddles with glee

There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper
He's sending them off to himself
He gets them a couple days later
Who put them along his top shelf

If you get tired of shavings
And carve up a good hunk of wood
Remembering to check on the sausage
He's got cooking somewhere look good

[CHORUS]
[SOLO]
[CHORUS (2X) a capella]
[GUITAR SOLO]
------------------------------------------------------------------
GUYUTE

from Thruk <thruk@aol.com>, lyrics by Tom Marshall

Guyute was the ugly pig
he walked on me and danced a jig
that he had learned when he was six
he laughed and did some other tricks
like pulling weapons from his coat
and holding them against my throat
he lectured me in language strange
and scampered quickly out of range

I'm bouncing like a newborn elf
I can't remain inside myself
Guyute glances in my eyes
and manages to hypnotize
me as I sleep the sleep of death
he sucks from me my only breath
that I had breathed since I was ten
I hope this happens once again
------------------------------------------------------------------
HALLEY'S COMET
From: Alek_Grabinski@ccm.hf.intel.com

Uncertain lines begin with a '*' - help?

["Halley's Comet" over doo-wop]
(sounds like 'bee chiu ba ba b'jingo')

Halley's Comet,  I-said-a Halley's Comet  (2x)
Halley's Comet (4x)

[band starts playing]
Halley's Comet,  I-said-a Halley's Comet  (2x)
Halley's Comet (4x)

Halley's Comet,  I-said-a Halley's Comet  (2x)

How could you know that I lived in a desperate world?
How could you dream that we were all made out of stone?
What is the truth, what is the faithful lasting proof?
What is the central theme to this everlasting spoof?

Knock on my windows, link up the chains
It's gotta be easy, no splinters no pain
It's Cadillac rainbows and lots of spaghetti
And I love meatballs so you better be ready

I'm going down to the central part of town
I'm going down to the central part of town
Central part of town, I'm going down
I'm going down to the central part of town

["Halley's Comet" over doo-wop]

What did I do? And don't be blamin' eat my cashew (kazoo?)
For everything I do to get the story
And everything I do to pull me in
And everything I say to get the title
But when they use it on me I reject it

What would you do if you ate my daddy's shoes?
What would you say if it was naturally for you?
*How would you feel if it rained on ???
How would you like to have your thick strawberry goo?

I'm sinking down, it's a glorious feeling
To make a big difference, my body is reeling
Even Carl Sagan can't shine my shoes
*'Cause I know deep inside it's got to ???  (mighty fine something)

I'm going down to the central part of town
I'm going down to the central part of town
I'm going down, central part of town
I'm going down to the central part of town
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HARPUA, 6/9/90
From: David Douglas McCallum <kcjonz@wam.umd.edu>

The song part of the tune doesn't vary all that
much from version to version, but the story
contained within certainly highlights different
aspects in each telling that I've heard. This
transcription was based on my favorite rendition,
from the Wetlands, NYC 6-9-90. I *LOVE* Fishman's
additions to the narration (seeing them in print
doesn't do them full justice) and things get truly
chaotic as Jimmy tells why he named his cat...why
he called it...WHY IT HAS THE MONIKER OF...

Well, you know...or if you don't, then read on and
pick up a version of this song (I obviously
recommend THIS version). I hope you enjoy!
---
HARPUA

"This next song is a story...and as with all
good stories, this story begins with an oom-pa-pa"
- Trey, Molly's, Boston, 11-3-88

Oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa

Fat sweaty bulldog
Stood in the sun
Stone village swamp man
Slow motion run
Tender poke police walker
Precious birthday fudge
Swamp night bull nail
Walker done done
-------The following is an explanation of the above verse------
------------Provided by Shelly after talking to Trey-----------
This much is pretty clear -
Hot sweaty bulldog stood in the sun
then -
stone village swamp man (is doing a) slow motion run
here comes the policeman:
tender poke police walker
whom the dog and the man see as:
precious birthday fudge
then -
swamp night (the man) bull nail (the dog - the bulldog's claw)
kill the policeman:
walker done done
----------------------end of explanation------------------

Me and Harpua
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time
We beat Okimo

[Repeat Chorus]

Hot liquor stone jack
Bitter toothless flesh
Shabby pimple chin-slime
Evil milky rash
Me and Harpua
Spastic dead-eyed hound
Oozing dreadlock skullcap
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party down

[Chorus - 2x]

Spoken by Trey [with asides by Fishman]:

Once upon a time
Far far away from here
There, in a small town...a small town...
small town...small...

And on the outskirts of this town there lived a
mean, nasty, furry, ugly hound named Harpua.
Harpua roamed the outskirts of the town every
day  and he'd walk around looking for a little action.

So of course this day was no different from any
other day and here we start the story and we see
Harpua walking around on the outskirts of town
near the forest kind of at the edge of the forest
and he's walking in toward town...Harpua walked
toward the town...innocently...

And meanwhile in the town...in a whole different part
of the town there lived a young boy all alone in a
suburban neighborhood and every day he'd sit in his
room and sit on his little couch [AND SMOKE POT!]...
he'd sit on his little couch and he'd listen to his
stereo...and he'd lay back and he'd look down next
to him and he'd pet his favorite little [DOG!] furry
little...oh, he loved his little...furry...thing that
he pet every day while he listened to his stereo
[while sitting on the couch] he'd pet his furry
[thing on the couch] his furry...

And he looked down and he said "I love to pet you,
my little furry...thing that I ... I love you so much that
I decided to name you this name that I love and so
I named you...I love you so... that's why...that's why
I pet you every day...that's why I named you...that's
why when I first got you and I knew how much I
loved you...I decided that I'd give you the name of...
the moniker of...I'd call you...your name is...
I DECIDED THAT YOUR NAME WOULD HAVE TO BE...
I'D CALL YOU...YOUR GOING TO BE CALLED...
I THINK YOUR NAME...I CALL YOU...
YOU'D GO AS...AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!

POSTER NUTBAG!!!!!!!!

Poster Nutbag sat on the couch next to Jimmy...
Poster Nutbag, the furry little kitty-cat Jimmy's pet
sat next to Jimmy and he looked up at Jimmy...and
on this particular day Poster Nutbag decided to go
for a little walk so Poster Nutbag got up and walked
toward the door and Jimmy went to the door and he
opened up the door and Poster Nutbag went outside
and he started walking across the yard.. and he walk
onto the sidewalk and he started walking innocently
down the street and he walked down the street and
suddenly he found himself wandering...
into a new part of town that he'd never been to...

Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN
Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN
Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN
Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN

And when he got there he was walking along
and suddenly he rounded a corner and in front
of him he saw...he saw Harpua...Harpua, the
ugly dog from the beginning of the story...and
they looked at each other...tension filled the air...
there was going to be a nasty fight...Harpua saw
Poster Nutbag and began to growl and let a
hungry drop of saliva fall onto the floor...
Poster Nutbag coiled his body into a deadly arch...
the fight was about to begin...ARGAAAAAAAA!

Look, the storm's gone...

Dad [Page? Mike?]: Jimmy...
Jimmy [Fish]: Yes, Dad
D: Jimmy, I have some bad news...
J: What might that be...Dad?
D: It's about your cat, Poster...
J: You wouldn't be talking about Poster Nutbag,
   now would you?

YOUR CAT DIED!
Poster is dead
Poster is dead
Poster's SO dead

How about a goldfish?

     I don't want a goldfish
How about a goldFISH?
     I don't...want a goldfish
How about A goldfish?
     I don't want...a goldfish
What do you...what do you...what do you...
     I want...
What do you...
     A dog
     A dog

There's a dog in the station
With an ugly mutation
And it needs lubrication each day

There's a dog in the station
Contemplating rotation
As a form of recreation and play

A dog

There's a dog in the station
With a bad reputation
It's a sign of the nation's decay

But the dog in the station
Doesn't need a vacation
As the people rush by dressed in gray

A DOG
A DOG
A DOG!!
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ICCULUS
Transcribed off of Junta Rerelease live
From:ROBINSON@UPS.EDU
(Background vocals were not transcribed-I think you can figure them out!)

...We already played that
We're going to lighten it up a bit
We're going to lighten it up a bit
This really isn't a stupid song
This is a special song
This is an important song
This is a dance song
This is.. THIS IS RED ROCKS...THIS IS THE EDGE!!!
No really this is a song about...
We want to get serious now that we have your attention
We want to talk about..
We want to talk about an important man     (Diarrhea!-Mike)
Who could have an important effect
On everybody in this room's lives
If they were willing to take the chance
To let this person into their hearts and their views
Because this is a special man   (Background OOOH's and AHH's begin here)
And this man wrote a great book
For this is the author of the Helping Friendly Book
The book that could change your life, the way it changed ours
And I hope that someday
That you, you people will all have the chance
To read the Helping Friendly Book
And experience the wisdom
Of the great and knowledgeable
Man who wrote the Helping Friendly Book
Because he is, the great and knowledgeable
He is the one, the only
Author of the Helping Friendly Book
HE is, the man, the great man, the only
the special
His name is...
The Author of the Helping Friendly Book
He is the great, the knowledgeable
The one, the only
The great and knowledgeable
Person who wrote the Helping Friendly Book
His name could only be
The one, the only
The only, the special, the Author of the Helping Friendly Book
HE WROTE THE PHUCKING BOOK OK!
HE WROTE THE BOOK
His name..
WAS..
ICCULUS!!!!!

[ this part is sung ]

Written by the great and knowledgeable Icculus
Ya! Our children are old enough
To read ICCULUS (or Ridicule us)

A cold and lonely night
Running the pace of her fright
Look at her face tonight!
(Starts to go into a jam, then stops abruptly)
Thanks!
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From: gcondon@zia.AOC.NRAO.EDU (Gary Condon)
Subject: 'I Didn't Know' Lyrics

I DIDN'T KNOW
-------------

I didn't know (2x, sounds like warming up)

Well I didn't like cheeseburger alleycats near me
A petrified Phish disease, I wish somebody'd hear me
I didn't like maple dew, honey melon watercress
I didn't like Phish shoes down by muddy watermelon
I didn't seem to miss you when you kiss'd my honey water
And even showed a picture, showed her down by honey's border
But who laid silver tooth and broke my sunny shoe shine
And all my plastic melodreams are waiting for their new shine

<chorus>
Pardon me, Doug
        (pardon me, Doug)
Is this a picture of Otis Redding?
Yes! Yes! Taken right before he died
Well you can give me his hide
        (well you can give me his hide)

(I didn't know)
        I didn't know that I was that far gone   <8X>

Well I woulda' liked to seen Bess Truman come see me
and hear all the revolutionaries come free me
'cause if it all ends up running to sneeze me
I'll make it all here, black corners come seize me
and if you *boom,back* got troubles in your ear
and you can't seem to come back and make it all clear
when eye tails and toe nails and liquid all meet me
when mustard pies and carrot eyes and flounders come greet me

(I didn't know)
        I didn't know that I was that far gone   <8X>

<chorus>
Pardon me, Doug....
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IF I ONLY HAD A BRAIN

I could while away the hours,
Conversin' with the flowers,
Consultin' with the rain.
My head I'd be scratchin,
While my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain.

I could solve any riddle,
For any individ'al,
In trouble, or in pain.
With the thoughts I'd be thinkin'
I would be another Lincoln,
If I only had a brain.

Oh, I, could tell you why, the ocean's near the shore.
I could think of things I'd never thought before.
And then I'd sit, and think some more.

I would not be just a nothin',
My head all full of stuffin,
My heart all full of pain.
I would dance and be merry,
Life would be a ding-a-derry,
If I only had a brain.

vacuum jam, last two verses then:

(all): "A heart ?????????" does anyone know?

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KUNG
From: llama <LELLIOTT@UTCVM.UTC.EDU>

Transcribed from Roxy Theatre, Atlanta, GA, 2.20.93.  Editor's Note:
Also includes the Vibration of Life.  "Kung" is indented two spaces.

  what you are now experiencing is the Vibration of Life
  ladies and gentlemen
  your head may be feeling heavy
  seven beats per second
  your nose light
  this will re-energize you
  your eyes heavy
  your nose light
  your eyes heavy

    Kung...
    Kung...
    Kung...

  your eyes may be feeling heavy
  your nose light
  your eyes heavy

    Kung...
    Kung...
    Kung...

    Rich in minerals
    Rich in firth
    Carry well ye martin lad
    Fervent fourth
    Now
    Fervent fifth
    Forever arealm we cry
    Be it ever so
    Voraciously alternate
    We call upon your pulse
    Can we stand?
    Can we stare?
    We can stage a runaway golfcart marathon!
    Stand up
    Stand up
    Stand up on your heels and call
    From the hills
    From the hills

  this may have made your eyes feel heavy
  your nose light
  your eyes heavy

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Language Instructions
From: 92mdb@vax.cc.williams.edu (Hayduke lives!)

There are always two signals in any given "sign."  The first says,
"listen up!  I'm gonna say something!!" The second tells what to
do.  The first is always the same.  The second is the variable.
In some cases (asshole in the front row) the second actually leads
to a third, but this is usually not the case.

The first signal is a high pitched trill, usually carried for two
measures.  Anyone--Trey, Mike or Page may do it (But not Fish:
"Fish talks so much in real life that we don't let him talk here!"
--Trey).  If the jam is really hectic, the signal is different.
It is a one measure figure which sounds like CCCC/Bb Bb/G G/Bb
(slash = beat division), although it changes with different keys.
This used to be the signal (listen to old bootlegs), but is used
only rarely now.

The second signal: here is a catalogue of signals based on Trey's
intro, and on my own observations:

1)  Simpsons theme song (you know!):  Everyone goes "D'OH!!"

2)  Music to "To everything, turn, turn, turn":  Everyone turns around
    and screams.

3)  Four falling notes:  a one measure figure, each note is bent down
    to the next (on the guitar, anyway):  everyone falls down.

4)  Triplets of a strange sounding altered chord on beats 1,3,1,3 (two
    measures):  point to asshole in the front row.  (What do they do
    after this?  Anyone at Portsmouth that can explain the cheering?)

5)  One measure figure that sounds like zip zip zip zip!  (i.e. hand
    slides up the fretboard very quickly 4x):  Band immediately plays a
    four bar waltz stomp.

6)  music to "it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing):  band
    cuts immediately to swing beat.

7)  scraping sound on the guitar (similar to #5, except that scrapes
    are lower pitched, and go both down and up the fretboard):  everyone
    shouts, "AWWW FUCK!"

8)  Circus theme (listen to the intro to esther--but note!  This is not
    a signal!  It lacks the first part--the attention getter.):  everyone
    sings a random note.

That's all I have been able to decipher up to this point, although
I suspect the presence of at least two more:  One that just says,
stop and freeze!  One that says, stop and wave your hands up and
down wildly (the strobes come on for this one).

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LOVE YOU

Also (incorrectly) known as "Honey Love" or "Love Ya"

From: John Dorlon(JHD0725@ZEUS.TAMU.EDU)

Transcribed from Syd Barrett's version (way slower than Fishman's!).

Honey, love ya honey little honey bunny Sunday mornin'
Love ya more funny love in the skyline baby
Ice cream 'scuse me I seen ya looking good the other evenin'.

Oh, you dig it had to smile just an hour
so if we're in love like I think we'll be
It ain't a long rhyme it took ages to think
I think I'll hurl it in the water baby.

Honey love ya honey.....(chorus)
(sometimes band and strange introductions come here)

Thinkin you are a nice little one
to put it all around you it's just good
I like it

I like it.
Hey Hey Hey suppose sometime that day
you won't be swingin along over across to me.

(Chorus)

(Vacuum Solo)

Good time rocker woman, we'll stray our pieces
little creepy we shine so sleepy so whoopie!
That's how you look.

(one more chorus)
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LOVING CUP

original by the Rolling Stones (Jagger/Richards)
transcribed from THEIR lyrics file by Mark Walsh <mswalsh@cats.ucsc.edu>

I'm the man on the mountain, come on up
I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud
Yes, I'm fumbling and I know my car don't start
Yes, I'm stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar

Give me little drink from your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk

I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun
I'm the man that brings you roses when you ain't got none
Well, I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight
You if you want to push and pull with me all night

Give me little drink from your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk

I feel so humble with you tonight, just sitting in front of the fire
See your face dancing in the flame, feel your mouth kissing me again
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz
Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz

Yes I am nitty gritty and my shirt's all torn
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn

Give me little drink from your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk

(C)Copyright 1972 ABKCO Music Inc.
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MCGRUPP AND THE WATCHFUL HOSEMASTERS

I've alternated my meager flock
To the shores of the Baltic Sea
The teeth of time have stowed the rhyme
Of how things should be

My cave, my house, my turning wheel
My little docking pup
The march of Colonel Forbin
And his fleet hound called McGrupp

The grime of countless workdogs
Has collected in my sink
I tie my nose with spandex hose
Before I get a drink

While on frozen warthogs
With its poison in our minds
The ferns that spot our children
Are encased in orange rinds

All times and seasons are the reasons
That people and their clans
Have stowed the Famous Mockingbird
With glue and rubber bands
They writhe and cry in agony
As Rutherford the Brave
Chokes Tela and the Unit Monster
Managing to save

The spotted striper's multi-beast
And thereby cheat his grave
I'd like to get his autograph
But he looks too much like Dave (several x)
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MIKE'S GROOVE

These songs are usually played in sequence, although 1993 saw
considerable deviation - see 2.20.93 Roxy, Atlanta for an extreme
example!

MIKE'S SONG
-----------

Trapped in time and I don't know what to do
These friends of mine, I can see right through.
You don't gotta tell me and I don't gotta know
`Cuz I'm sittin' back here sharin' the groove.

Me no are no nice guy  (X 3)

I walk through the hallways inside my mind
I chase the backbeat from behind
Big dude in the doorway was blockin' my way
He reached to grab me and this is what he said:

Me no are no nice guy  (X 3)

I AM HYDROGEN (Instrumental)
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WEEKAPAUG GROOVE
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Trying to make a woman match your moves
And we're sharing in the Weekapaug Groove
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MY MIND'S GOT A MIND OF ITS OWN

chorus: My mind's got a mind of its own
        It takes me out a walkin' when I'd rather stay at home
        Takes me out to parties when I'd rather be alone
        My mind's got a mind of its own

I've been doing things I thought I'd never do
I've been getting into trouble without ever meaning to
I'd as soon settle down but I'm right back up again
I feel just like a leaf out in the wind.

chorus

I seem to forget half the things I start
I try to build a house and then I tear the place apart
I freeze myself on fire and then I burn myself on ice
I can't count to one without thinking twice

chorus

I tell myself to do the things I should
And then I get to thinkin' that them things ain't any good.
I tell myself the truth but know I'm lying like a snake
You can't walk on water at the bottom of a lake.

chorus
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NELLIE KANE
From: pholk@well.sf.ca.us (Richard "Chip" Callahan)

Here are the words to "Nellie Kane"
transcribed from the Hot Rize album, _Hot Rize_.
I'm not sure who wrote the song, or if it's traditional,
or where Phish learned it from, but this is a start:

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As a young man I went riding
Out on the western plain
In the state of North Dakota
I met my Nellie Kane
I met my Nellie Kane

She was living in a lonely cabin
With a son by another man
Five years she had waited for him
As long as a woman can
As long as a woman can

   c
   h   |I don't know what changed my mind
   o   |'Til then I was the ramblin' kind
   r   |The kind of love I can't explain
   u   |That I had for Nellie Kane
   s

She took me on to work that day
To help her till the land
In the afternoon we planted seeds
In the evening we held hands
In the evening we held hands

Her blue eyes told me everything
A man could want to know
And it was then I realized
I would never go
I would never go

   -CHORUS-

Now many years have gone by
And her son has grown up tall
I became a father to him
And she became my all
She became my all

   -CHORUS-

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N.I.C.U.   4-19-92 Santa Cruz, CA  The Catalyst
From: Darren Cokin (cokin@sfc.usc.edu)with help from friend Dave?

The title of the song stands for "And I see you" from the last verse.(Ed.
note: On 3-6-93, Trey announced this song as "In an Intensive Care Unit"
after they played it):

Appendages flailing, you're running at me
Ferocious, tenaciously clawing at me
The devious gelatin holding me fast
Miraculous now you let me move past

Over the wall rushing rivers of sleaze
The tips of stalactites incising my knees
A slipper, a sand dollar day at the shore
Nice evening at home that I dread even more

Would you please
Make clear to me
I'm peering out through your opacity
Though you rehearse
Tomorrow's verse
Forgive me if I don't sing in your key

Look back on those days when my life was a haze
The gelatin lay on a truncated sleigh
Copernicus drank from a vessel that stank
The free masons crank to the overflow tank

Bane of the weasel, for biding his fun
Jump on the turnstile and watch me go 'round
Swim with the cactus and float with the stone *
I try to convey what you strive to condone

* Cactus = Mike Gordon?  Stone = Gordon Stone?

Da da, da da, da-da, da da doo
Da da, da da, da-da, da da doo
Da da, da da, da-da, da da da-da da da da da do   x5(minus first line
                                                     first time through)

Would you please
Make clear to me
I'm peering out through your opacity
Though you rehearse
Tomorrow's verse
Forgive me if I don't sing in your key

Would you please                              [In all that dust and stone]
Make clear to me                              [___ when you see me]
Why nothing is the first thing that I see     [???(possibly "Don't Go")]
And if you do                                 [In all that dirt and stone]
And I see you                                 [___when you see me]
Then you will be the nothing left for me    x2[???(possibly "Don't Go")]

*During the last verse it sounds like Fish is repeating the two lines
"Rolling stone; when you see me.:
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NO DOGS ALLOWED
(By Trey's Mother)

No Dogs allowed,
No Dogs allowed,
No Dogs allowed in the subway today.
So climb up the stairs,
And be on your way,
'Cuz there's no dogs allowed in the subway today.

If dogs were allowed then just think of this place,
an army (alt: city) of dogs living here in this space
Whining and running from dawn until dark
My head would be aching from hearing them bark.

So there's
No Dogs allowed,
No Dogs allowed,
No Dogs allowed in the subway today.
So climb up the stairs,
And be on your way,
'Cuz there's no dogs allowed in the subway today.

If dogs were allowed then the people would shout
And tell me to order those dirty dogs out
I'd have to decide who would get to sit down
Would the dogs or the people ride into town.

So there's
No Dogs allowed,
No Dogs allowed,
No Dogs allowed in the subway today.
So climb up the stairs,
And be on your way,
'Cuz there's no dogs allowed in the subway today.

If dogs were allowed then the trains would be filled
With creatures that never, no never stand still.
There wouldn't be room for the people at all
The trains would be cluttered with dogs big and small.

(The only incidence of the last verse that we found was
Tree Cafe, Portland ME 11/3/89.)
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PAUL AND SILAS    (best interpretation)

   (also known as "Hall in Solace" or "Hall and Solace" -
    Trey started singing it "correctly" in 1992)

Paul and Silas bound in jail ALL NIGHT LONG 3x
Who shall deliver Poor Me?
Paul and Silas prayed in jail ALL NIGHT LONG 3x
Who shall deliver Poor Me?
Lightning crashed and thunder rolled    ALL NIGHT LONG  3x
Who shall deliver Poor Me?
Jailer cried what must I do ALL NIGHT LONG 3X
Who shall deliver Poor Me?
Paul and Silas bound in jail ALL NIGHT LONG 3X
Who shall deliver Poor Me?  2x
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PREP SCHOOL HIPPIE

Prep school hippie
Or hip school preppie
I can't decide

Should I spend my adolescent days
wearing tie dyes or Vuarnets
I can't decide

Big ten kegger at the frat
Or watching Jerry shake his bat.

Prep school hippie
Or hip school preppie
I can't decide

I can't wait 'til I'm 21,
Dip into my trust fund
repeat 3x

I can't wait 'til I'm 21,
Trust fund, trust fund

Prep school hippie
Or hip school preppie
I can't decide

Should I spend my adolescent days
wearing tie dyes or Vuarnets
I can't decide
I can't decide
I can't decide
I can't decide
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PUNCH YOU IN THE EYE - [transcribed from Dartmouth 8/19/89 by DMcC]
From: David Douglas McCallum <kcjonz@wam.umd.edu>

I come from the land where the oceans freeze
Spent three long months on the open seas
Paddled 'til it seemed I could take no more
When my ship hit ground on Prussia's shores

How was I to know that day
That the winds had swept me Wilson's way
'Cause soon towards me from the East
Came Wilson and his men on multi-beasts

Well it seems he didn't like my face
And I quickly learned that Prussia was an evil place
They tied me to a chair with a giant clip
And held a piece of paper to my tender nip(ple)

Then they tossed the chair in a tiny shack
And told me not to worry 'cause they'd soon be back
But I loosened up the binds where my hands were lashed
And ran towards the cove where my boat was stashed

Singing "Oh Wilson, someday I'll kill you 'til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye"

When Wilson knew that I was loose
I'd surely be subjected to some real abuse
Maybe end up hanging from the nearest tree
So angrily I paddled to the open sea

But the sea was eager to beat me back
And the waves grew huge and deadly black
And the gray clouds rumbled over my head
And I feared in my heart that I'd soon be dead

[Solo over "Landlady" changes]

When the morning came and the storm had passed
And the dismal fog began at last
To open up before my eyes
And there I saw to my surprise

Chains and specks of islands curved
Where palm trees dipped and seagulls swerved
And I parked my kayak on a stone
And yelled across the ocean to his evil throne

I said "Oh Wilson, someday I'll kill you 'til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye
Wilson, kill you 'til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye"

[Solo over "Landlady" changes]
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ROCKYTOP
From: Pandion <ST101137@Brownvm.brown.edu>  with help.
(The Osbourne Bros??)

Wish that I was on old Rockytop
Down in the Tennessee hills.
Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rockytop
Ain't no telephone bills.

Once I had a girl on Rockytop
Half bear, the other half cat,
Wild as a mink, but sweet as soda-pop
I still dream about that.

Chorus:
Rockytop, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good old Rockytop,
Rockytop, Tennessee.
Rockytop, Tennessee.

Once two strangers climbed old Rockytop
Lookin' for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain't come down from Rockytop,
Reckon they never will.

Corn won't grow at all on Rockytop -
Dirt's too rocky by far.
That's why all the folks on Rockytop
Get their corn from a jar.

Chorus
JAM!!

I've had years of cooped up city life,
Trapped like a dog in a pen.
All I know is it's a pity life
Can't be simple again.

Chorus
Rockytop Tennessee



RUNAWAY JIM
From:David "ZZYZX" Steinberg

I had a dog. His name was Jim
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
Took all of my old clothes with him.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
<chorus>
  Whoa-ooooooooooooooo oh Runaway Jim
  Whoa-ooooooooooooooo oh Runaway Jim

He was twelve years old when his trip began,
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
Hauling down the highway in my old sedan.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway.)

<chorus>

Now I wish someone'd tell me where old Jim went,
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
'Cause he took all the money that I saved for rent.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)

<chorus>
<1st music break>

By the time he came home he was seventeen.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
That's a hundred nineteen to you and me.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)

<chorus>

Now I'm gonna go up to the mountain.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
Singing for Jim who's swimming in the fountain.
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)

<chorus>
<2nd (intense) music break>
<chorus>

The version from Keene 5/4/90 does all of the verse through "By the time he
came home..." before the 1st break, and comes out of it with:

He ran away again on the night he died
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)
'Cause I knew I would miss him from the other side *
(Runaway, runaway, runaway)

* or "Cause I knew I'd be with him on the other side"

<chorus>

Now I'm gonna go... etc.
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SANITY

Sanity never came my way.                               (Came his way)
Sanity never came my way.                               (His way)
I don't know what I'll do today.                        (Way)
'Cause sanity never came my way.

Lost my mind just a couple of times.                    (Lost his mind)
Lost my mind just a couple of times.                    (His mind)
You can spend your nickels, you can spend your dimes.   (Mind)
But I lost my mind just a couple of times.

You can trespass anywhere.                              (A-ny-where)
You can trespass anywhere.                              (Ny-where)
Where you go, you'd better beware                       (Be-ware)
You can trespass anywhere.

I forgot the rules, I forgot my pride.                  ('Got his pride)
I forgot the rules, I forgot my pride.                  (His pride)
I don't need a place to hide.                           (Hide)
I forgot the rules, I forgot my pride, but I don't need a place to hide!

The stars in the sky are very bright.                   (Stars are bright)
The stars in the sky are very bright.                   (Are bright)
The stars they really suck tonight!                     (rs suck)
The stars in the sky are very bright.

And I don't care if the world explodes.                (world ex-plodes)
No, I don't care if the world explodes.                (Ex-plodes!)
You can save the whales, you can save the toads.       (Toads)
But I don't care if the world explodes.

BANG!  BOOM!  etc

Repeat verse 1

Repeat Verse 2
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SHAGGY DOG

Shaggy Dog, walkin' down
He walks all around
Shaggy Dog, where you been?
I been walkin' to see my friend

Knock on the door, wouldn't let me in.
Askin' me where I been
Then one day, he got lost
Jumped on a gator, thought it was a horse

Shaggy Dog, don't stay out too long
Yes I know that it's wrong

Shaggy Dog, long been (?)
Where he walks, you know who he is
Walk on, Shaggy Dog
Walk on, Shaggy Dog
Walk on, Shaggy Dog
Walk on, Shaggy Dog
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
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SIMPLE
From: Chad Danner <danneca@okra.millsaps.edu>

We've got it simple,
Cause we've got a band.
And we've got cymbals in the band.

We've got it simple,
Cause we've got a band.
And we've got cymbals in the band.

What is a band without cymbals?
Ooh Ooh cymbals are grand.

We've got a saxophone,
Cause we've got a band.
And we've got saxophone in the band.

We've got a saxophone,
Cause we've got a band,
And we've got saxophone in the band.

What is a band without saxophone.
Ooh Ooh saxophone is grand.

Cymbals and saxophones,
saxophone and cymbals. (2x)

We've got Be-bop,
Cause we've got a band,
And we play Be-bop in the band.

We've got skyscrapers,
And it seems a pretty tune.
Every band needs skyscrapers, too.

What is a band without skyscraper.
Ooh Ooh skyscraper is grand.

Sim-Bop & Be-Bophone
Sky-Balls & Sax-Scraper
(repeat)
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SLAVE TO THE TRAFFIC LIGHT
From: Alek Grabinski <alek_grabinski@ccm.sc.intel.com>

Slave to the traffic light
Slave

See the city
See the zoo
Traffic light won't let me through
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SLEEPING MONKEY
From: mep43562@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Michael E Powers)

The feeling's not the same,
In fact it's getting pretty tame,
It's just not that great anymore,
I guess I'll go outside
And flag a weasel for a ride,
And take it on down to the shore

Wallowing in fear,
The days and weeks that you're not here,
Was all the waiting in vain?
The day that you arrived
My sleeping monkey is revived,
But you sent him home on the train

Chorus:
Home on the train,
Why'd you send my monkey on a train?
The day that you arrived,
My sleeping monkey is revived,
But you sent him home on the train

Chorus again
Chorus by Fish alone
Chorus by Fish alone
Chorus.
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SUZIE GREENBERG

From: Mark Hays <hays@math.arizona.edu>
Here's the lyrics to Suzie Greenberg as they appear to this humble
servant of the word

Little Suzie Greenberg
With her head caved in
Soon will let me drown
Beneath the undertow
You better put that woman
In a loony bin
'Cause you know I'd really like
To be a part of her show

Suzie is an artist
She paints quite a lot
An artist she may be
But a genius she is not
She says she wants to be
A Sociologist
But she better first get checked
By a neurologist

CHORUS:
Suzie, Suzie, Suzie, Suzie
Suzie, Suzie Greenberg (x a lot)

Suzie's 'bout as faithful
As a slot machine
Pays off once in a while
But then she'll rob you clean
She's always afraid
That she's not sure what she's worth
She's out of her mind
And she's not of this earth

The woman walks the streets
Like she's the queen of the town
Doesn't talk very much
She's very profound
Little Suzie Greenberg
Always playing the game
But today I'll bet she's probably
Forgotten my name

CHORUS:

REPEAT FIRST VERSE

CHORUS:
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TUBE
From:   Rob Margesson <margessonr@axe.humboldt.edu>
(    )means my best guess or that I have no clue. Edit away.
Modified by: David Douglas McCallum <kcjonz@wam.umd.edu>

An asteroid crashed and nothing burned
It made me wonder
Do tigers sleep in lily patches?
Doctor, mine does run for thunder.
I got an ache in my left ear
I felt the truth but I still could hear.
Made me think, I would not be burned,
but rather give myself to science,
I felt that I could help
To science, I felt that I can help

Paranoid the doctor ran,
Shouting his graphic translation
All out of order
Gang wars and ails of riches,
Spewing forth their color
He purposely waited till I was done
To knock on the lavatory door
Accusing me of ruining the fun,
He knocked on it some more
The fun, He knocked on it some more.

       (jam)

And alloy suitors were all inside
An apple or a grape
To put forth a cloud of Mercury
In front of a mighty car
On a freeway in Los Angeles
Once the spraying has been done
'Cause there's more pain from necessity
You're a portrait of your past,
There's a mummy in the cabinet.
Are there no more arrows left?
What's that rubber bottle doing here?
How's that napkin for a proof
Ten cents to a dollar now
For a shelf of pregnant ears
Robert Palmer is applauded
again, again, again
So stupendous, living in this tube. x4
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UNCLE PEN
(Bill Monroe)

From:  Fielding L. Logan III  <flogan@liberty.uc.wlu.edu>

Oh, the people would come from far and away,
They'd dance all night 'till the break of day,
When the caller would holler "Do-si-do,"
You knew Uncle Pen was ready to go.

C
H   Late in the evening about sun down,
O   High on the hill and above the town,
R   Uncle Pen played the fiddle, lord a how it'd ring,
U   You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing.
S

Oh, he played an old piece he called Soldier's Joy,
And he had one he called Boston Boy,
The greatest of all was Ginny Lyn,
To me that's where the fiddlin begin.

CHORUS

Oh, I'll never forget that mournful day,
When Uncle Pen was called away,
They hung up his fiddle, they hung up his bow,
You knew it was time for him to go.

CHORUS

[ Bill Monroe wrote this song about his Uncle Pen Vandermer who taught
  him to play in the hills of Kentucky ]
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YA MAR
(The Mustangs)


Remember all the days in the pond
Catchin' wild trout till the break of dawn
Now that you've become a man, looking very mean
Got a nice shiny sports car, keep it very clean

Don't ask him what it was, tell him what it is (2x)
Sing the song now:
Ya mar, ya mar, ya mar, ya mar,
ya mar, ya mar, ya mar, I got an oh kee pah

She used to be a vampire child, walkin' in the yard
Now that she's become a woman, lookin' very proud
You used to wear a piece of cloth tied around your head
Now she looks so good, wanna love you dead

Don't ask her what it was, tell her what it is (2x)
Sing the song now:
Ya mar,  ya mar, ya mar, ya mar, ya mar, ya mar,
ya mar, you no good pah
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