1993 Mercury Records
Joe Sirois: Drums
Dennis Brockenborough: Trombone
Nate Albert: Guitar
Tim Burton: Saxophone
Ben Carr: Bosstone
Dicky Barrett: Vocals
Kevin Lenear: Saxophone
Joe Gittleman: Bass
"OUR ONLY WEAPON"
Read the papers, thing look grim.
Watch the news, the outlook' dim.
It's clear to see there is something wrong.
Could be that we don't change a lot,
but we should give it our best shot.
Our only weapon is a song.
Maybe we're being to naïve,
but this is something we believe.
What's beyond belief is just how much is wrong.
Nothing is gained when people fight.
Maybe our heads aren't screwed on tight.
Our only weapon is a song.
We're not building bombs or storing ammunition.
We're just playing songs hoping people will listen.
Others try hate, but hate won't move anything.
We're trying love and unity too.
We're not packing pistols,
we're not waging war.
Most of our missiles have only four chords.
It's not a great plan but we like the agenda.
The arsenal's music and the army's our friend.
Could be our idea isn't great,
maybe our heads aren't screwed on straight.
We may be wrong and maybe nothing's wrong.
And we might never win the war but we'll have fun and that's for sure.
Our only weapon is a song.
"LAST DEAD MOUSE"
Step right up,
gather round,
greatest salesman in town.
Selling something,
seldom sold.
Step up, step up, step up behold:
dead mice for sale,
they're going fast.
Like Hell...
Last dead mouse don't be shy,
there's never been a better time to buy.
Last dead mouse but I'll get more.
I'm a businessman and an entrepreneur.
Folks say I'm nuts, they can say what they please.
You've got to be crazy with prices like these.
No overhead so I can keep down the cost.
I make my own hours 'cause I'm my own boss.
I believe in my product,
I love what I sell.
Last dead mouse that's what I yell.
Step right up ladies and gents.
Last dead mouse costs fifty cents.
It's a steal at any price.
Going once, going once, going once, going twice.
Half a buck, last in stock.
Be the first one on your block.
No need to walk, no need to feed, satisfaction guaranteed.
Last dead mouse but I'll get more.
I'm a businessman and an entrepreneur.
Folks say I'm nuts, they can say what they please.
You've got to be crazy with prices like these.
No overhead so I can keep down the cost.
I make my own hours 'cause I'm my own boss.
I believe in my product, I love what I sell.
Last dead mouse that's what I yell.
Nice and easy now,
nice and easy now,
nice and easy now.
Last dead mouse,
last dead mouse.
"DON'T KNOW HOW TO PARTY"
I've heard all the stories, the failure and glories I haven't had either.
Boast and toast I'm the best and I'm a mess.
I know I'm not neither.
Thought I was down as far as any man could go,
thought my highs were giant size.
I know now that's not so.
I know you heard, know you heard, know you heard.
Don't believe a word, not a word, one word.
It's been overblown, the truth should be known 'til now I couldn't see.
Put my cards on the table while I'm still able,
I guess I really don't know how to party.
It's blown out of whack,
the truth is what's lacking,
'til now I couldn't see.
The long and the short I'd like to report.
I guess I really don't know how to party.
Really don't, by any shape or form.
Whether straight up in the sunshine or passed out in the storm,
don't know how but now I know I don't.
Will it help me out? No, it probably won't.
Ten, nine ain't no hero number one at bad behavior.
Five, four, three, two, what? Not zero?
Don't go counting on a savior.
I was playing it safe when I'd fall on my face.
Entertainment was what I was after,
harmless fun, no damage done. I was out and about for the laughter.
Thought I was something,
really something no one was gonna touch.
Ace in the place, kingpin of sin I didn't know too much.
Don't believe everything you've heard,
don't believe a solitary word.
It's been overblown, the truth should be known, 'til now I couldn't see.
Put my cards on the table while I'm still able,
I guess I really don't know how to party.
Really don't, by any shape and form.
Whether straight up in the sunshine or passed out in a storm,
don't know how but now I know I don't.
Will it help me out, no it probably won't.
I don't have a notion and I don't have a clue,
an iota or an inkling where to start or what to do.
The foggiest, the faintest, the slightest I ain't got.
Will it help me out?
Nah, probably not.
"A MAN WITHOUT"
How did this could this come to this?
Helpless, heartless, loneliness.
A hand held out, hope someone gives.
I'm a man without a place to live.
A man without a place to go,
and it just might be my fault I know.
Won't hold you up or bag your eyes,
but I'm a man please realize.
How did this could this come to this?
Helpless, heartless, loneliness.
Heartless, had a heart just yesterday.
Helpless didn't used to be this way.
Homeless, that's the worst part of it all.
Fuck this,
what I scream at every wall.
Are my screams being ignored?
I'm screaming can you help me Lord.
No one hears a man like me.
It's easier if they don't see.
So let's all just pretend to feel and make believe that I'm not real.
Help is what I'm screaming for.
Help me, please don't just ignore.
It's come to this.
Helpless, heartless, loneliness.
Hand held out, hope someone gives.
I'm a man without a place to live,
a man without a place to go.
And it just might be my fault I know.
Won't hold you up or bag your eyes,
but I'm a man please realize.
How did this could this come to this?
did this could this come to this,
did this could this come to this,
did this could this come to this.
"HOLY SMOKE"
You made your bed, that's where you lie.
No pearly gates when you die.
We tried to teach, you didn't learn.
You're going down, you're gonna burn.
Fast at passing judgement and your quick to cast a stone.
Hypocrite taking shit, leave me alone.
Thump the book and twist the word,
you're setting sinners straight.
Point your finger, wag your tongue, then pass around the plate.
I've made my bed that's where I'll lie.
Won't see the gates when I die.
And I've been told I'll never learn,
I'm going down I'm gonna...
Screaming demons all Hell broke loose and other dark remarks.
You say that's Satan's waiting for me but I don't give a fuck.
If words and music tick you off, then you're the one who's sick,
but I think it's fucking followers that really make you tick.
As far as I can tell, I'm going to Hell.
As far as I can see, you're coming with me.
You made your bed that's where you'll lie.
No pearly gates when you die.
We tried to teach, you didn't learn.
You're going down, you're gonna burn.
Holy smoke! Is this a joke?
I mean man you're on the move.
Shut 'em up and shut 'em down,
if you don't approve.
Cuss and curse and stuff your purse
and tell me where I'm goin'.
Holy cow, man, don't stop now, man,
your bank account is growin'.
You made you're bed that's where you'll lie.
No pearly gates when you die.
We tried to teach, you didn't learn.
You're going down, you're gonna burn.
You made you're bed that's where you'll lie.
Thank God I've got a place to sleep.
No pearly gates when you die, why should I worry now or cry.
You know I'm not concerned
you're going down, you're gonna burn.
"ILLEGAL LEFT"
Illegal left on Sunday morning.
On the corner I was warning.
Waving wildly, wildly warning.
Don't take that turn on Sunday morning.
A motorcycle cop was waiting, he had to fill his ticket booth.
On his nerves now I was grating,
illegal left that no one took.
Maybe I should mind my own,
maybe it's not my concern,
but somewhere someone is suffering,
and this is an illegal turn.
Sunday morning not too far,
someone's taking someone's car.
Someone's taking someone out,
someone needs you now, no doubt.
He told me I should move along.
I said, "You've got the whole thing wrong."
I'll stay here, I've got the time, and you can deal with real crime.
He didn't like what I was saying no not at all, no not one bit.
I didn't see the point in staying,
it was fun though I admit.
Maybe I should mind my own,
maybe it's not my concern,
but somewhere someone's suffering and this is an illegal turn.
Sunday morning, not too far,
someone's taking someone's car, someone's taking someone out,
someone needs you no doubt.
"TIN SOLDIERS"
He turned up to get a job,
to show he wasn't scared,
all wrapped up in that Hollywood (?) crap,
he thought he'd be prepared.
Well at the age of seventeen,
he was forced to choose,
now at the age of twenty-one...
he's in catch-twenty-two...
GO!!!!!!
He turned up for just three years,
it seemed a small amount,
but what they didn't tell him was,
the first two didn't count.
At the age of seventeen how was he to know?
That at the age of twenty-one
he'd still have more to go?
Tin soldier!
He signed away his name!
Tin soldier!
No chance of casual fame!
Tin soldier!
Well now he knows the truth!
Tin soldier!
He signed away his youth!
He turned up, to start out right (?),
to do right by his son.
Well now he waits,
and he counts the days,
that mark time since day one.
At the age of seventeen,
he did what he was told.
Now at the age of twenty-one,
there's still one-third to go! (?)
Tin soldier!
He signed away his name!
Tin soldier!
No chance of casual fame!
Tin soldier!
Well now he knows the truth!
Tin soldier!
He signed away his youth!
At the age of seventeen,
he fall in line to.
Now at the age of twenty-one,
he still marches to:
One-two-three-four,
One-two-three-four,
ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR!
TIN SOLDIER!
He signed away his name!
TIN SOLDIER!
No chance of casual fame!
TIN SOLDIER!
Well now he knows the truth!
TIN SOLDIER!
He signed away his youth!
TIN SOLDIER!
What is he fighting for?
TIN SOLDIER!
To win a fucking war?
TIN SOLDIER!
(?)!
TIN SOLDIER!
Arrgh yeah!!!!
Signed away his name...
Signed away his name...
"ALMOST ANYTHING GOES"
It's 4:30 in the morn',
I'm tattered, tired and torn.
Trying to keep up the pace,
this ain't my home, this ain't my place.
The candle keeps on burning at this point there's no returning.
The policy is clear, anything goes when you are here.
Almost anything goes,
from the nightclubs to the shows.
Almost anything goes,
from the haircuts to the clothes.
Almost anything goes,
from your head down to your toes.
Almost anything goes,
does this place ever close?
I wanna wake up in a city,
that likes to go to bed.
Where they know what time of day it is but I'm stuck here instead.
The rules are disregarded,
so it's time we all got started.
Moving at this hyper-speed,
this city seems to need.
Nice place to visit but I don't wanna die here.
I stay on my toes wherever I go by.
I was killing all my money,
spending brain cells just as fast.
So I'll grab a taxicab, head somewhere I can crash.
Driver, port authority.
Home's my destination.
Don't wake me up till we're near,
Park Street Station.
There's this electric lure that's sometimes so attractive,
but I'd rather hang my hat on a hook that's not so active.
I was walking on the wild side, I was in that state of mind.
The neon lights were bright but I'll be leaving them behind.
Big city of dreams can be a nightmare.
A knife, a fork a bottle, a cork I'm outta here.
"WHAT WAS WAS OVER"
Do I really wanna step in here?
I feel like my father at the horse track,
when he's down to his last sawbuck.
Do I really wanna step in here?
I'm not as sure as I appear.
Tell me should we make this move,
and if it seems pathetic, pardon me.
I'm not as sure as I appear.
Thought it over,
thought I'd walk over,
and over coffee we could chat.
But then,
then I thought again 'cause what was was over,
and now I know that.
Thought I'd call, we could talk it over.
I knew that wouldn't work out somehow,
what was was over and I should just get over,
and that is where I'm at right now.
I'm really glad that you are here.
What could be could beat what was.
We are is at any rate,
I'm really glad that you are here.
Thought it over, thought I'd walk over,
and over coffee we could chat.
But then,
then I though again,
'cause what was was over now I know that.
Thought I'd call we could talk it over.
I knew that wouldn't work somehow,
what was was over and I should just get over,
and that is where I'm at right now.
And we are is because,
what was is now was.
Pray for rain, it never does,
and after all that we've done been through is is gonna have to do.
And we are is because,
what was is now was.
Pray for rain, it never does.
And after all we've been through is,
is gonna have to do.
"SEVEN THIRTY SEVEN/SHOE GLUE"
Down the street, around the corner, over the bridge, that dirty water,
college campus, mighty minds,
a reactor right behind.
Passed the candy factory, Salvation Army, fire station,
through the square, I hate that place. Up the stairs,
next the doors, they never work. I never let that bother me.
I hope some worker's not disgruntled. I hope there's something there for me.
An old man reads the paper loudly everyday now for a year.
Stamp machines and wanted posters here again, again I'm here.
737 almost everyday...
Nice to know that someone hears us.
It's good to know somebody's there.
Takin' the time to say hello. Taking the time to show you care.
Write again and thanks again,
from the bottom of my heart. See you soon and till then,
737 is a real big part.
737 almost everyday...
Shoe glue,
what can I do? A man's not well dressed if his shoes are a mess. Rock and Roll
I've got a hole,
right in my sole.
Let's rock!
It's fucking my walk,
and soaking my sock.
Who knew?
It's not stopping my step or stepping my stop.
We've got it up and we won't let it drop.
Beer here,
don't wanna see clear.
I see a point in wrecking the joint.
We're here to quench our thirst a bit,
but we won't get the worst of it.
Turn it up more than a notch.
Like a punch to the face or a kick to the crotch.
All night never ending benefiting from a bender.
If nothing's worrying you that's the key,
'cause nothing's worrying me...
and nothing's worrying me.
Let's Face It (along with "Wrong Thing, Right Then)
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