@ALBUM: It's A Shame About Ray @SONG: Rockin Stroll She takes me on a rocking stroll If you won't wave guess I won't know As by I roll I hope you'll throw a smile at me Cause this here pram is all I've known Won't be walking till I've grown All I've been shown is everything I want to see People's knees Trunks of trees Smile at me Looking upward to the sky Moving forward all the time The sidewalk lines gdunk gdunk gdunk gdai If it's warm in here is it cold down there Around out where I can only stare I'm still aware of little but I'm gonna try @SONG: Confetti He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've The story's getting closer to the end He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've He'd rather be alone than pretend She just wanted him to love her but he didn't He took to the woods and wandered in it Walked along and on until they couldn't Stole himself to tell her that he wouldn't Walked along and on 'til his legs couldn't Stole her voice to tell her that he wouldn't @SONG: It's A Shame About Ray I've never been too good with names The cellar door was open I could never stay away I know it's probly not my place It's either or I'm hoping for a simple way of saying It's a shame about Ray In the stone under the dust his name is still engraved Some things need to go away It's a shame about Ray If I make it through today I'll know tomorrow not to put my feelings out on display I'll put the cobwebs back in place I've never been too good with names but I remember faces @SONG: Rudderless Waiting for something to break Left my heart out to bake Nothing there in my glass Wasn't never made to last Hope in my past All the way down to the lake Found the lake was wet How much more could I take? Better yet Walked back home to my place Tired of getting high Guess I don't wanna die Hope in my past Waiting for something to break Left my heart out to bake Slipped my mind that I could use my brain I'll stay up all night and crash on the plane A ship without a rudder is like a ship without a rudder is like a ship without a rudder @SONG: My Drug Buddy She's coming over We'll go out walking Make a call on the way She's in the phone booth I'm lookin in There comes a smile on her face There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday I'm too much with myself I wanna be someone else So we take off out Fiona's door Walk until it's light outside Like before when you were on the phone We have to laugh to look at each other We have to laugh cause we're not alone As the cars fly up King St. It's enough to startle us I love my drug buddy My drug my drug buddy @SONG: The Turnpike Down I'm lost and the see-through Pane always needs a bath Between a want and a need to Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path My country was of thee Now why'd you have to leave How'd this come to have to pass Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path Mark my path Mark my path down @SONG: Bit Part I want a bit part in your life A walk on would be fine I just want a bit part in your life I want a bit part in your life Rehearsing all the time I just want a bit part in your life A little more than a cameo Nothing traumatic when I go A little more than a stand-in I won't need reprimanding @SONG: Alison's Starting To Happen She'd shake it up it was hard to make out Now it's plain to see I couldn't cook to save myself Found my life a recipe I never looked at her this way before but now she's all I see Alison's starting to happen to me It's so mesmerizing can't describe it all that inside, hey No one's heard her last name I ain't asked so who am I to blame An earthquake started boiling underneath my feet today Alison's starting to happen to me This world is topsy turvy and it is mine to eat She's a pebble in my mouth and underneath my feet She's the puzzle piece behind the couch that made the sky complete Alison's getting her tit pierced Alison's growing a mowhawk Alison's starting to happen to me @SONG: Hannah & Gabi Got me watching your eyes watching things go by outside Out the window of a train Easy sipping them just seeing it fly left to right Pour the milk and I'll say when I'm out wandering around You're but one thing I've found Don't mean to bring you down I'm out wandering around Kinda hoped you wouldn't blame me I can't wake up every day and find the same me You can scream but I'll just dream how you might disappear All I know is it's never clear I can't hold you near You just aren't here Though it wasn't hard or far I walked you to your car @SONG: Kitchen Thrilled to be in the same post code as you I tell you things I know you'd like to know Treat you to cake every night Suddenly talk and it will make you fright Smile at me and I'll hold you really tight Follow you into bed Run around all morning We'll stay awake all night We'll repeat the same stories but of course never in front of friends How it all started in the kitchen Remember the time you said we should wait a while You'd let me know when you changed your mind Yeah I was sad for some time But 12 hours watching me at the wheel Made me realise what you really feel Won't have to hurt anymore Walking you home along Mt. Vernon St. You told me secrets I was shocked to know I'm gonna be in the same post code as you Come to visit maybe never go @SONG: Ceiling Fan In My Spoon Started out today jello in the sand Went out of my way not to understand Walked into a tree don't you look at me See I'm not myself phoney mystery Sore afraid That's my tune Ceiling fan in my spoon Clothed in iron there's no denyin When you feel like a bent fork tine Feeling like a bent fork tine Clothed in iron there's no denyin @SONG: Frank Mills I met a boy called Frank Mills On September 12 right here In front of the Waverly But unfortunately I lost his address He was last seen with his friend, a drummer He resembles George Harrison of The Beatles But he wears his hair tied in a small bow at the back I love him but it embarresses me To walk down the street with him He lives in Brooklyn somewhere And he wears his white crash helmet He has golden chains on his leather jacket And on the back are written the names "Mary" and "Mom" and "Hell's Angels" I would gratefully appreciate if you see him tell him I'm in the park with my girlfriend and please Tell him Anglea and I don't want the $2 back just him @SONG: Mrs. Robinson And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)