“Drive” Album

Dr. Wolf

Felt kind of funny, feel a little sore,
Today’s gonna be harder than before.
But I know of a man; a legend, it is true
With forceps and elixirs, appointments start at noon

Oh, White Dr. Wolf

Sunrise on the clinic, my epic journey through,
His nurse takes me by the hand, and says “He’ll see you soon.”
Well I sit, and wonder, contagious thoughts ail me.
I fear I’m going under, does this man hold the key?

Oh, White Dr. Wolf

I got to see the doctor

Oh, White Dr. Wolf,
Oh, Black Dr. Bear
Oh, Blue Dr. Whale
Oh, Pink Dr. Pig

Dr. Wolf

Oh Kenny, Kenny, Kenny, Kenny

Right you are, Ken!

I run to Takeshi
He don’t even see me
I run to Takeshi
Knock down a wall just to see Skanky

What do we always say?

Don’t get eliminated!

Oh Kenny, Kenny, Kenny, Kenny

Right you are, Ken!

I step on the rockies
And scream like a banshee
I step on the rockies
Throw my rope around the Shitake

Oh Kenny, Kenny, Kenny, Kenny

Right you are, Ken!

What’s in your thoughts, oh, what’s in your mind?
What fills your head and what leaves it behind?

It’s too much today

Colorful living is not quite like me
Plainly I find there is too much to see

It’s too much today

Open your eyes and try not to see,
Live out your life, but try not to be too much today.

Friends without places and places for kings,
If royalty wasn’t, the whole world would sing.

Start with the end, find a way to go back,
My life isn’t living, so I step on the cracks.

It’s too much today

Open your eyes and try not to see,
Live out your life, but try not to be too much today.

As you start your day, do you start to smile?
Do you sit up straight, or will you sleep awhile?
When you’re out the door, is it in your head?
What you are doing, or doing again?

Dreamers are dreaming about tomorrow today
And I’m just about gone; I’m on the way.

At your appointment, are you really there?
Are you still dreaming? Do you care?
Do dreamers wake up, or are they gone?
Do they come back, or wander on?

Dreamers are dreaming about tomorrow today
And I’m just about gone; I’m on the way.

Back Home

So many women broke my heart,
From Carolyn to Sandra Dee, it’s doomed right from the start,
Well when it comes to me, seems women wanna flee,
Must be a love, sweet as a tart.

Yea they were sweet as a tart
Them girls were sweet as a tart
A better man than me surely woulda seen
That your love’s sweet as a tart

Gals like Linda always seemed too kind
Until you ask for money, now your rent’s a month behind
Like Mandy-Lynn, a pretty girl, yea someone I could trust,
Till one day come home and she done smoked up all my stuff

Yea they were sweet as a tart
Them girls were sweet as a tart
If I had sharper eyes, I’d see through your disguise,
That your love’s sweet as a tart

Just like Anne, I thought I was in luck,
But one wrong move, now I’ve got four flat tires on my truck,
Then there’s Tammy, the best and worst by far,
She kicked me out for drinking, now I’m sleeping at the bar,

Yea they were sweet as a tart
Them girls were sweet as a tart
I shoulda known before I let you through my door
That your love’s sweet as a tart

So many women broke my heart,
From Carolyn to Sandra Dee, it’s doomed right from the start,
Well when it comes to me, seems women wanna flee,
Must be a love, sweet as a tart.

Yea they were sweet as a tart
Them girls were sweet as a tart
A better man than me surely woulda seen
That your love’s sweet as a tart

Radioworld’s been good to me when silence speaks
Lying awake and wondering, now I can sleep

I never thought that love could be here, inside me
I never had a guarantee, now I can sleep

We can’t live without everything’s meaning
We’ll find it all out just when we’re leaving

And we will see that we can sing

Nothing can seem too strange for me when I’m asleep
Making life out of my routine dies in my dreams

Live for the Word for there will be things not foreseen
I’ll never find a greater peace than songs to sing.

We can’t live without everything’s meaning
We’ll find it all out just when we’re leaving

And we will see that we can sing

Last night I heard about you working overtime underground,
Sally said you were great
But today you gotta stay at home to help your mind adjust to all the fuss
That must keep you up late

Hey Baby James, come on out let me see your face
Hey Baby James, in the midnight hour, I’ll see your face

Well the old, oak tree on Murphy Street was cut down during the week,
I guess people couldn’t see around the bend
But everyday we’ll find a way to keep to Fort alive
Turn the music up and play it all night

Hey Baby James, come on out let me see your face
Hey Baby James, in the midnight hour, I’ll see your face

He’s gonna turn it around

Hey Baby James, come on out let me see your face
Hey Baby James, in the midnight hour, I’ll see your face

Tomorrow’s giants block out today’s sunrise
While troops march up and down, across the tramline

Finally
(They’ll go away)
I’ll be
(And I’ll be ok)
Safely
(At the end of the day)
Looking
(I’ll be ok)
Your way

You’ll find me

Looking at the stars

A washed out guitar is sustaining, suspending our story
High above us all, playing its preludes and melodies

The hazards of a cloud can last forever
You see inside now, the mind is severed

Finally
(They’ll go away)
I’ll be
(And I’ll be ok)
Safely
(At the end of the day)
Looking
(I’ll be ok)
Your way

You’ll find me

Looking at the stars

Stop, drop, take me to the top
Count me down to the show (1 2 3 4)
Rock, roll, baby take it slow
Like 50 years ago

I can’t sleep ’cause I feel the heat
Day after day
And everybody the feels the beat
You can hear them say

What can I do? (To make it better)
And what can I say?

Left, right, come on down to fight
Hope you’re panning to stay
We got rhymes, baby we got time for some
Hip hop hooray

Stop, drop, take me to the top,
Let me try it again
I wanna know, Dono, how to grow
I gotta, I gotta understand

What can I do? (To make it better)
And what can I say?

Spread The Jam

Edward McClanahan
was a dirty, rotten old man
Used to spit into his hands
before the job, but he had no plans

Edward was a dirty, old codger
Shot and buried his best friend, Roger
“Went away on a trip,” he said.
But in his freezer is Roger’s head

Well he’s an old, mean sack of scat
He sat on his porch, yelling this and that
And if you don’t know where he’s at
He’ll catch you by surprise, and he’ll gouge out your eyes
and I won’t tell you no lies
He’s a sour, old man, that McClanahan

Edward went out one day
He had some bills that he had to pay
Cursed and swore the entire way
And gave the finger to whoever said “Hey”

And at the office where he paid his bills,
The kids were screaming and the lines were filled
Edward lost it and he pulled his gun,
but he was shot down by the Sherif’s son

Well he’s an old, mean sack of scat
He sat on his porch, yelling this and that
And if you don’t know where he’s at
He’ll catch you by surprise, and he’ll gouge out your eyes
and I won’t tell you no lies
He’s a sour, old man, that McClanahan

Edward’s going in the ground
He won’t be making another sound
Not a single person in the town
Was there when that day came ’round

The lesson here is to keep your cool
Don’t grow to be a hot-headed fool
Listen closely, my dear friend, or you might become
A McClanahan

“Gingerbread Rock” EP

Christmastime! Oh, it’s Christmastime!
We’ve waited and waited all year,
And now it’s here, ho-ho it’s Christmastime!

The shine of the snow and the candlelight glow
The ringing of bells in the air
I’ll find us a tree that’s a deep evergreen
And we’ll trim all its branches with care, cuz it’s

Christmastime! Oh, it’s Christmastime!
We’ve waited and waited all year,
And now it’s here, ho-ho it’s Christmastime!

The cold will inspire the warmth of a fire
That blazes right into the night
I’ll pull you in close as we drink to the toast
That our days all be merry and bright, cuz it’s

Christmastime! Oh, it’s Christmastime!
We’ve |: waited and waited :| all year,
Oh it’s Christmastime!

It’s December 24th in Hyrule Fields in the dark
And I see a man chilling with a horse in the park
And I push in to be closer, with my heart full of fear
And I look, OMG! It’s Gannon here!

I recognize him cuz the man had a beard,
Bomb bag full of goodies,
12 o’clock had neared.
So I pulled my sword out, and the man had gone,
so he must have dropped his wallet right down on the lawn.
I picked the wallet up, and I looked a bit
Just to see if I could buy my girl, Zelda, a gift.

A million dollars chillin, mostly colored rupees
Enough to buy a horse or tempered sword with ease
But I would steal from Gannon, cuz that’s alright
So I ran to the shop and spent it all that night.
Back home there are bugs that live in the tree
And there’s a letter from Zelda that the gold was to me!

It’s Christmastime in the Hyrule Fields
Zelda cooking chicken on the BBQ grill
Goron’s cooking bread that’s harder than steel
All putting in for delicious meals

Decorated castle with lights so bright
Triforce in the temple, no evil in sight
In the fireplace are the Gorons
Under mistletoe as they eat flower bombs

The rhymes that you hear are the rhymes of Link
The rhymes so funky, make the whole place stink

Rhymes so loud and proud, you hear it
It’s Christmastime and we got the spirit

Navi’s chillin, the woofs is out
And that’s what Christmas is all about.

The time is now, The place is here
And the whole wide world is filled with cheer

My name is Link, Ocarina in hand
And I’m just like the cold Outlands

So open your eye, lend an elfish ear,
We’d like to say “Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!”

“Christmas On My Street” EP

Lights on a string
The carols that we sing
Oh, the mistletoe will let you know
It’s Christmas on my street
Oh, the joy that it brings
When I see those lights up on a string
Oh, the silver bells will help you tell
It’s Christmas on my street

Through all the times I’ve been away
And all the times when I would stay
On Christmas day
Up on the rooftops and trees
I’d see

Lights on a string
The carols that we sing
Oh, the mistletoe will let you know
It’s Christmas on my street
Oh, the joy that it brings
When I see those lights up on a string
Oh, the silver bells will help you tell
It’s Christmas on my street

Through all the times I’ve been away
And all the times when I would stay
On Christmas day
Up on the rooftops and trees
I’d see

Have a timey wimey Christmas
When that big, blue box appears
We don’t know where you will go
So keep the Doctor near

Have a timey wimey Christmas
And as you run down the street
Is that snow, or Adipose
Dancing ’round your feet

“Oh-ho,” the Ood song goes
Sung in harmony
Did you see that angel move?
Blink once more and see

Have a timey wimey Christmas
And if you hear “exterminate”
Keep on runnin’ ’cause the Daleks are a’comin,
This way

Have a timey wimey Christmas
And in case you didn’t hear
Have a wibbly-wobbly timey wimey Christmas
This year

“Erikson” Album

Erikson
Oh my Erikson

You sacked and sailed and drank
You loved your mother
O-Oh, my Erikson

We had to leave larry at home
So we took his green dragon back to Chicago
Never made it to beer
And Stanley’s lions ready in headgear

And it’s as simple as that

Dr. XM Jared and libs
Had the squirrels and baddies running for the camp trees
Spinning on slides and stopping up the drain
With twenty-seven blends out back and on the drive way

Stopping at tornado den
The metra man sees us in and sees us out again
Service with a frown
And its shady streets and piers for walking downtown

And it’s as simple as that

So goodbye Erlkonig
Oregon trail black hawks and big bean
Goody goody to go
We’ll that ‘stache and glass at the water park show

And it’s as simple as that
Don’t you ever forget
It’s as simple as that

Shaman

Sleep through your travels
Online
Levels to unravel
Eighty-five

Erikson-san
Oh my Erikson-san

You punched his lights out
Boxing the big cat
O-oh my Erikson

Don’t cry for me
Cause you’re gonna bring
Me down
Baby please

Oh the band’s gonna play
But you’re not gonna stay
You’ve found
Some new ground

Well I’ve got all I need
And I have been set free
From all
Of your walls

Oh so don’t look my way
And don’t try to stay
I’m the one
That got away

I don’t write the songs
But I can make the right words sound wrong
I don’t tie my shoes
But I can be the show for you

One more mile from home
You’re on your own
And I’ll bring you home

I don’t fight the war
But I’ll defend you with a metaphor
I can’t sail the sea
But I can build a submarine

One more mile from home
You’re on your own
And I’ll bring you home

I can’t see the light
But I can make the darkness just as bright
You know it weighs a ton
But I can show the son to you

Erikson,
Oh my Erikson

You swam to the French shore
But before you swam to the Englishmen

The rabbit charges across the blue
Leaving white trails
Followed by the daydreamer
Waiting for a reason to sigh

The rabbit charges across the blue
Leaving white trails
Followed by the day dreamer
Waiting for a reason to sigh

A bird hatching next to
An old bearded man
A slug staring at a pillow
Greyed with stain

The rabbit charges across the blue
Leaving white trails
Followed by the nostalgic
Memories making them high

Crossbones growing
His old sunken face
Corporate transportation
In pursuit of a chase

The rabbit charges across the blue
Leaving whites trails
Followed by the old and young
Enjoying till the day that they die

I need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese
Need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese

Hairy tuft and a night of Risk
Acorns growing on your wrist
Spanky riding on your hips
You put Porgy to your lips
Anna Reese

I need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese
Need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese

You had a curvy wavy spine
Now the doctor says your fine
You had the holes in your teeth
And the stitches underneath
Anna Reese

I need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese
Need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese

In Seattle on a rainy day
Dead Russians come out to play
We dig the opera that you sing
Gnomes riding in the Erlkonig
Anna Reese

I need a piece of Reese
I need a piece of Anna Reese
Need a piece of Reese
Hey would you pass the peas?

Erikson
Oh my Erikson

You drilled for triple C
You chairman of the board
O-oh my Erikson

The King of Condiments proclaims
When guests appear to entertain,
“Serve them garlic power, mixed with vinegar
on mustard-based plantain.”

Totalitarian in his ways,
He rules with frightening display
That all will spread on angel cake
Tabasco paste without delay.

Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the sun is shining
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the rain is raining down
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the snow is snowing
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the music’s ringing out

“Relish, I say, will be enjoyed
When my decrees are thus employed.
Wasabi ketchup will now appear
On dishes you will not avoid.”

“So blend up the buttered-flavor fruit
With Horsey-Sauce and onion root.
I order that my wishes be
Enforced without dispute.”

So hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the sun is shining
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the rain is raining down
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the snow is snowing
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the music’s ringing out

Our pleasant salt and pepper ways
Are dreams of many, far-off days
Replaced with cheesy feet and sauce
Fused with a deadly mushroom glaze

The King of Condiments reigns free
No justice will the people see
Until once more natural tastes
Be used as they were meant to be

So hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the sun is shining
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the rain is raining down
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the snow is snowing
Hop on the Gravy Train, it goes only where the music’s ringing out

Shadow
Tarver
Lost My Job
Working With Herzog

Jing Ling Tam

Fox in the hole
Hall of meat
Songs we sang
Scaring the children

Jing Ling Tam

Gimme gimme bad news
Gimme gimme bad news
Gimme gimme good news
Gimme gimme good news
Gimme gimme scam news
Gimme gimme jam news
Gimme gimme yam news
Gimme gimme Tam news

Jing Ling Tam

Instrumental

My heart has no sense
Of tomorrow for you
But you’re calling
And you’re singing the blues

You say she meant nothing to you
Well here we are now
And I ain’t got nothing for you

Don’t show your face
Round my place anymore
But you say you’re lonely
And you’ve been crying on the floor

You say she meant nothing to you
Well here we are now
And I ain’t got nothing for you

Oh at night when I’m in bed
Running the day through my head
I turn out the light cause I know
I’ll be alright

Well you found a girl
And you tell her she’s the one
But I heard that line
And babe you know we’re done

You tell her I meant nothing to you
Well here we are now
And I ain’t got nothing for you

Erikson