3.1 UnderwearLENGTH: 2:49
SUNG BY: Stephin & Dudley KEY: E Major GENRE: Unmentionable LISTEN FOR: Select-A-Rhythm beat, snaky low cello on refrain LYRICS: A pretty girl in her underwear A pretty girl in her underwear If there's anything better in this world Who cares? Mais l'amour, c'est l'amour La mort, c'est seulement la mort Mais l'amour, c'est l'amour A pretty boy in his underwear A pretty boy in his underwear If there's a better reason to jump for joy Who cares? La mort, c'est la mort Mais l'amour, c'est l'amour La mort, c'est seulement la mort Mais l'amour, c'est l'amour La mort, c'est la mort Mais l'amour, c'est l'amour La mort, c'est seulement la mort Mais l'amour, c'est l'amour |
"Stephin: I wanted to have a naked men's choir- assemble a choir of men, and undress in the studio to sing the chorus of the song, and they would be the first naked men's choir and they would be called the Naked Men's Choir."
Sultry Cover: Sam Phillips live in 2008. |
"Stephin: Who doesn't want to be in ABBA?"
"Chris: Stephin had two words of advice for this: "Swedish Reggae." He mentioned them frequently and with conviction. While there isn't, surprisingly, a vast library of songs in this oeuvre, the ones that do exist are pretty vivid, and I knew exactly what he wanted. I tried to keep the arrangement sparse, dubby, and very electronic, so the many vocal hooks would stand out. Dudley's voice shines, and I've very proud of the way this turned out." "Stephin: Crime and death, car accidents, are what people want to read about in newspapers and hear about in lyrics." |
3.2 It's a CrimeLENGTH: 3:54
SUNG BY: Dudley KEY: G Major GENRE: Swedish Reggae LISTEN FOR: Through-composed drum fills LYRICS: It's a crime to fall in love Heart and mind and soul in love It's a crime to fall in love So hard So hard I shouldn't have bothered 'Cause you're just like all the others Now I know And I won't do that again I should have guessed that you'd be Just like all the rest Now I know Not to go through that again I'm still crying all night and all day But if I show it someone lock me away 'Cause it's a crime to fall in love Heart and mind And soul in love It's a crime to fall in love So hard So hard My mother said gently you can Buy her a Bentley, but my son She'll only drive it away I didn't listen 'cause my Brain was missing and I Only found it today I was a man, but now I'm only a child And if it kills me, I am going to smile 'Cause it's a crime to fall in love Heart and mind And soul in love It's a crime to fall in love So hard So hard You won't be hearing from me anymore 'Cause I can't see through my tears anymore If it takes years to be any more Than a jellyfish I will not tell you this Because it's a crime to fall in love Heart and mind And soul in love It's a crime to fall in love So hard So hard So hard So hard So hard So hard So hard So hard |
3.3 Busby Berkeley DreamsLENGTH: 3:36
SUNG BY: Stephin with Claudia KEY: G Major GENRE: Busby Berkeley Dream LISTEN FOR: "Champagne music" backing vocals; tricky time changes and extra beats LYRICS: I should have forgotten you long ago But you're in every song I know Whining and pining is wrong and so On and so forth Of course, of course But no, you can't have a divorce I haven't seen you in ages But it's not as bleak as it seems We still dance on whirling stages In my Busby Berkeley dreams The tears have stained all the pages Of my True Romance magazines We still dance in my outrageously beautiful Busby Berkeley dreams And now you ought to leave me for good I refuse to believe you could You forget we're not made of wood Well darling, you may do your worst Because you'll have to kill me first I haven't seen you in ages But it's not as bleak as it seems We still dance on whirling stages In my Busby Berkeley dreams The tears have stained all the pages Of my True Romance magazines We still dance in my outrageously beautiful Busby Berkeley dreams I haven't seen you in ages But it's not as bleak as it seems We still dance on whirling stages In my Busby Berkeley dreams The tears have stained all the pages Of my True Romance magazines We still dance in my outrageously beautiful Busby Berkeley dreams Do you think it's dangerous To have Busby Berkeley dreams? |
Stephin Merritt says Busby Berkeley was "certainly a model for this over-the-top album, where excess is the theme for this record".
"Stephin: I think of the piano as the waking life and the cello as the dream life." Mandy Patinkin Cover: Off of his 2019 album "Diary: December 2018."
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"David Jennings: So many love songs protest with fake apologies. "Sorry" seems to be the cheapest word. This one wants to efface itself: "Do not listen to my song." It doesn't even think it's a song like other songs..."
Live Version: The Pabst Theater in Milwaukee, 2010. |
3.4 I'm Sorry I Love YouLENGTH: 3:06
SUNG BY: Shirley KEY: Ab Major GENRE: Bo Diddly Train Wreck LISTEN FOR: Inaudible bass line LYRICS A single rose in your garden dwells Like any rose, it's not itself It is my love, my garden rose But let's pretend it's just a rose Well, I'm sorry that I love you It's a phase I'm going through There is nothing that I can do And I'm sorry that I love you Do not listen to my song Don't remember it, don't sing along Let's pretend it's a work of art Let's pretend it's not my heart Well, I'm sorry that I love you It's a phase I'm going through There is nothing that I can do And I'm sorry that I love you The rose will fade when summer's gone The song will fade, and I'll be gone Because my heart is dying too And it's all the same to you Well, I'm sorry that I love you It's a phase I'm going through There is nothing that I can do And I'm sorry that I love you Well, I'm sorry that I love you It's a phase I'm going through There is nothing that I can do (fade out) |
3.5 Acoustic GuitarLENGTH: 2:37
SUNG BY: Claudia KEY: D Major GENRE: Lesbian Folk LISTEN FOR: Distinctive "R's" LYRICS Acoustic guitar I'm gonna make you a star Get your picture all over the world Acoustic guitar You can have your own car Just bring me back my girl She always loved the sound of your strum You made her think maybe I wasn't so dumb She tends to faint at the sound of a drum 'Cause she's folk, so play and Maybe she'll come Acoustic guitar How lovely you are With your inlays of mother-of-pearl Be a good guitar And you can go far Just bring me back my girl She always said that you were the one Who could make her move her cute little bum You understand where she's coming from Which I obviously don't Or she wouldn't be gone Acoustic guitar If you think I play hard Well, you could have belonged to Steve Earle Or Charo or GWAR I could sell you tomorrow So bring me back my girl You better bring me back my girl |
"Kendall Jane Meade: My favorite song on the record. I love how it makes strumming hard seem uncool."
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"Peter Straub: The perfect Stephin Merritt lyric... The melody makes the tremendously despairing lines "I don't know anything/We don't know anything/About love" ring with great conviction. It's a celebration of bleakness in a way that I imagine he would enjoy. He has a willingness to take on monotony- he knows enough to vary the repetitions within a very, very fixed pattern so one doesn't feel bored, but in a strange way is moved."
"A key tenet of structural linguistics is that words are signs, and nothing links the word (the combination of letters and signs that make up ‘cat’) to the object it signifies (the whiskered, four-legged animal). This relationship is arbitrary, and established only through cultural convention–at some point in history, English-speakers decided that c-a-t means cat. Why? Just because. Apply this tenet to thorny concepts like love, and you can understand why the lack of understanding and closure is, indeed, a nemesis to Saussure and the song’s narrator. The question raised by the murderous hero's actions in "The Death of Ferdinand de Saussure" is not, finally, Why? but rather: What took you so long, bucko?" "Stephin: What I like about Ferdinand de Saussure is that he is not known for anything he wrote, but like Jesus and the Buddha, for what people said he said." |
3.6 The Death of Ferdinand de SaussureLENGTH: 3:10
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: D Major GENRE: Electropop LISTEN FOR: Slow attack on keyboard that changes over time LYRICS I met Ferdinand de Saussure On a night like this On love, he said "I'm not so sure I even know what it is No understanding, no closure It is a nemesis You can't use a bulldozer To study orchids" he said "So We don't know anything You don't know anything I don't know anything About love We are nothing (Whoa-whoa) You are nothing I am nothing Without love" I'm just a great composer And not a violent man But I lost my composure And I shot Ferdinand Crying "It's well and kosher To say you don't understand But this is for Holland-Dozier-Holland" His last words were "We don't know anything You don't know anything I don't know anything About love But we are nothing (Whoa-whoa) You are nothing I am nothing Without love" His fading words were "We don't know anything You don't know anything I don't know anything About love But we are nothing (Whoa-whoa) You are nothing I am nothing Without love" |
3.7 Love in the ShadowsLENGTH: 2:54
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: C Mixolydian mode GENRE: Sex Club Ballad LISTEN FOR: Tremolo on the bongos LYRICS The woman with no nose I know where she goes The old guy with the gold eye They go back, he and I Don't smile We don't do that here, baby Love in the shadows Was never hard to find Sometimes the moonglow Plays tricks on your mind Love in the shadows is the only kind The whispers you hear Are not sweet nothings Let's have one more beer And I'll tell you something Don't laugh I think you're beautiful Love in the shadows Was never hard to find Sometimes the moonglow Plays tricks on you mind Love in the shadows is the only kind |
"Peter Straub: When the vocal enters it's very soft and quiet, as if it's whispering secrets. There's a film noir quality in the imagery that's augmented by the very peculiar musical background. It very powerfully suggests an atmosphere in which disappointment is inevitable, in which everything is ugly and everybody is damaged. And yet these characters go on."
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"Stephin: The title is obviously a Fassbinder reference."
Fun Fact: This is the only song on the album recorded in mono.
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3.8 Bitter TearsLENGTH: 2:51
SUNG BY: LD with Claudia KEY: Db Major GENRE: Ukabilly LISTEN FOR: Fadeout during solo, high shadow vocal on verses LYRICS Bitter tears keep me goin' Through the years, freely flowin' What have you done? Only a gun Could stop these bitter tears The endless streets I walk along You made them seem pretty But now I dream in country songs And wake in New York City And the only beauty here Is the moon seen through the tear Bitter tears keep me goin' Through the years, freely flowin' What have you done? Only a gun Could stop these bitter tears I cry because it looks so good I cry, why not, it's free And there's nothing more interesting Than crying constantly And as I tell everyone Crying all the time is fun Bitter tears keep me goin' Through the years, freely flowin' What have you done? Only a gun Could stop these bitter tears |
3.9 Wi' Nae Wee Bairn Ye'll Me BegetLENGTH: 1:55
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: B Major GENRE: Highland Dialect Transformation Ballad Showdown LISTEN FOR: Blasé real recorder, Stephin singing in three octaves LYRICS Wi' nae wee bairn ye'll me beget Untwinkle, little ee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee But I'll turn into a nightingale My song will warm thy heart Well, I'll turn into a threshing machine And tear thy bird apart Wi' nae wee bairn ye'll me beget Untwinkle, little ee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee But I'll turn into a vampire And kiss you on the neck Well, I'll turn into a silver cross And send thee back to Heck Wi' nae wee bairn ye'll me beget Untwinkle, little ee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee But I'll turn into a hydrogen bomb And atomize the air Well, I'll turn into a cockroach And you'll see if I care Wi' nae wee bairn ye'll me beget Untwinkle, little ee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee But I'll turn into a supernova And burn up everything Well, I'll turn into a black little hole And you'll turn into string Wi' nae wee bairn ye'll me beget Untwinkle, little ee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee But I'll turn into God himself And then you'll come to me Well, I will not believe in you And then where will you be? Wi' nae wee bairn ye'll me beget Untwinkle, little ee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee My ainly pang'll be regret A maiden I will dee |
"LD: It never really worked live as a duet."
"Claudia: An homage to the great Bobby Burns, originally written as a duet, so when we performed it on stage I would respond as the feminist free-thinker- who is also the object of affection- in a competitive back-and-forth in which I threaten to eliminate Stephin's character in more and more grandiose ways." |
"Stephin: A lethal version of "I Got You Babe." A tragic "I Got You Babe."
"Claudia: Stephin and I will go into all sorts of aerobics, startling a crowd who have grown accustomed to our unmoving stage positions. He'll try to strangle me with his mic cord, or I'll perform the song off stage, or upside down, or we'll chase one another back and forth while singing. Frequently we'll attempt to climb higher and higher up onto things, as a kind of visual competition: he'll climb atop a stack of monitors, I'll stand on my piano bench... Once I even threatened to stand on the Steinway at Carnegie Hall. I saw the stage manager go white and quickly stepped back." "Stephin: It was inspired by "Sometimes Always" by the Jesus & Mary Chain with Hope Sandoval." A Cover Worth Watching if You Can Handle an Extra "Oh" in the Chorus: St. Vincent and John Vanderslice at The Echo in 2007.
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3.10 Yeah! Oh, Yeah!LENGTH: 2:19
SUNG BY: Stephin and Claudia KEY: E Major GENRE: Post-Psychocandy Murder Ballad LISTEN FOR: All-gong percussion LYRICS Are you out of love with me? Are you longing to be free? Do I drive you up a tree? Yeah! Oh, Yeah! Do I drive you up the wall? Do you dread every phone call? Can you not stand me at all? Yeah! Oh, Yeah! Though I need you more than air Is it true you just don't care? Are you having an affair? Yeah! Oh, Yeah! When we met I thought money was everything So I let you buy the house, the cars, the ring But I can't take your perpetual whining And you can't sing Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh Yeah! Oh, Yeah! I thought if we lived apart We could make a brand new start Do you want to break my heart? Yeah! Oh, Yeah! I've enjoyed making you miserable for years Found peace of mind in playing on your fears How I loved to catch your gold and silver tears But now, my dear What a dark and dreary life Are you reaching for a knife? Could you really kill your wife? Yeah! Oh, Yeah! Oh, I die, I die, I die So it's over, you and I Was my whole life just a lie? Yeah! Oh, Yeah! |
3.11 Experimental Music LoveLENGTH: 0:29
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: n/a GENRE: Experimental Music LISTEN FOR: Choirs of illusory crickets LYRICS (echoing) Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love Experimental music love |
"Peter Straub: Pure Steve Reich, isn't it?"
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"LD: That derisive "Ha ha ha!" is from the Furs' "India.""
"Linda Merritt: It's like a tongue-and-cheek Buddhist anthem. Of course, existentialists and nihilists could chant it juts as merrily." |
3.12 MeaninglessLENGTH: 2:08
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: B Major GENRE: Ukulele Velvets LISTEN FOR: Dotted quarter-note echo to emphasize sibilants LYRICS Meaningless You mean it's all been meaningless? Every whisper and caress Yes, yes, yes It was totally meaningless Meaningless Like when two fireflies fluoresce Just like everything I guess Less, less, yes It was utterly meaningless Even less A little glimpse of nothingness Sucking meaning from the rest of this mess Yes, yes, yes It was thoroughly meaningless And if some dim bulb We were in love in some way Kick all his teeth in for me And if you feel like keeping on kicking Feel free Meaningless Who dare to say it wasn't meaningless? Shout from the rooftops and address the press Ha ha ha It was totally meaningless Meaningless Meaning less than a game of chess Just like your mother said and mother knows best I knew it all the time but now I confess Yes, yes, yes How deliciously meaningless Yes, yes, yes Effervescently meaningless Yes, yes, yes It was beautifully meaningless Yes, yes, yes It was profoundly meaningless Yes, yes, yes Definitively meaningless Yes, yes, yes Comprehensively meaningless Yes, yes, yes Magnificently meaningless Yes, yes, yes How incredibly meaningless Yes, yes, yes Unprecedently meaningless Yes, yes, yes How mind-blowingly meaningless Yes, yes, yes |
3.13 Love is Like a Bottle of GinLENGTH: 1:46
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: D Major GENRE: Distended Metaphor LISTEN FOR: Cello harmonics LYRICS It makes you blind, it does you in It makes you think you're pretty tough It makes you prone to crime and sin It makes you say things off the cuff It's very small and made of glass And grossly over-advertised It turns a genius to an ass And makes a fool think he is wise It could make you regret your birth Or turn cartwheels in your best suit It costs a lot more than it's worth And yet there is no substitute They keep it on a higher shelf The older and more pure it grows It has no color in itself But it can make you see rainbows You can find it on The Bowery Or you can find it at Elaine's It makes your words more flowery It makes the sun shine, makes it rain You just get out what they put in And they never put in enough Love is like a bottle of gin But a bottle of gin is not like love |
Fun Face: "Love Is Like A Bottle Of Gin" is in the unusual time signature of 21/8, which gives a lilting emphasis to each line, possibly emulating a drunkard's stumble.
Oboe and Flute Cover: Glassoboe via YouTube, 2014. Gorgeous Piano Cover With Impressive Low Notes: Molliemusicable on YouTube, 2011. |
While Stephin has come out saying time and time again saying that this song is a subversion of past racial insensitivity and anti-Indigeneity enforced through American songwriting, we as a creative team ultimately do not believe it was his place as a white man to use hate speech in a subversive manner. Suffice it to say, we will not be using any of these lyrics in our final piece.
Please take the time to read this Words Matter Case Study on the word done by the National Museum of the American Indian in partnership with the Smithsonian. |
3.14 Queen of the S******LENGTH: 2:12
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: G Major GENRE: New Theme for Cannibal Holocaust LISTEN FOR: Approaching lead guitar LYRICS My girl is the queen of the s****** She don't know the modern world and its ravages Instead of money, she's got yams and cabbages She lives in a dome I don't care if I never get home My girl is the queen of the jungle folk You should see the things we see when we smoke We think all of life is a funny joke She's sharp as a tack I don't care if I never get back My girl is the queen of ten villages We live on the fruits of her pillages She eats other queens, she's very religious She doesn't use a fork I don't think I'll go back to New York |
3.15 Blue YouLENGTH: 3:03
SUNG BY: Dudley KEY: E Minor GENRE: Glam Blues à la Lena Horne LISTEN FOR: Xylophone descant, massed mandolins, multiple vox humana tracks, flutes both fake and real LYRICS The moon was singing the blues The stars in the sky harmonized, singing it too And I, far below, was singing low and slow for you And I know all the world was singing the blues The Queen was singing the blues The president played the saxophone, sounded so alone It was on the news And from Ursa Minor, in what looked like an all-night diner Came lonely luminous creatures whose only human feature Was singing the blues soft and low (whistling) The blues was singing the blues The dead in their graves and the gods in their caves They'd been waiting so long to sing the blue song about you |
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3.16 I Can't Touch You AnymoreLENGTH: 3:05
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: E Minor GENRE: Trip Hop LISTEN FOR: Percussion played back at half speed in last two bars LYRICS You wanna know If we fell in love too fast You wanna know If this is, well, too good to last You're asking the wrong questions You're opening the wrong doors I love you I can't touch you anymore I can't touch you anymore There's so much to hate you for I love you I can't touch you anymore You wanna tell me 50 ways you've left your lovers You wanna tell me How you love two hundred others You're asking the wrong questions You're opening the wrong doors I love you I can't touch you anymore I can't touch you anymore There's so much to hate you for I love you I can't touch you anymore You're asking the wrong questions You're opening the wrong doors I love you I can't touch you anymore I can't touch you anymore There's so much to hate you for I love you I can't touch you anymore |
3.17 Two Kinds of PeopleLENGTH: 1:10
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: Bb Major GENRE: Blakean Numerology Ballad LISTEN FOR: Barely intelligible second verse, barely audible third LYRICS There are two kinds of people A: My love and I B: Other Two kinds of people One: the gray And two: me and my lover All people fall into two camps That ever twain shall be Those lost in darkness without lamps And then, my love and me All people fall into two camps That ever twain shall be Those lost in darkness without lamps And then, my love and me |
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"David Jennings: It's a country song, right? It has a twin in the much sweeter "The Way You Say Good-Night," another song about lovers' talk and the power of speech in leave-taking."
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3.18 How to Say GoodbyeLENGTH: 2:48
SUNG BY: Stephin KEY: Ab Major GENRE: Electrobilly LISTEN FOR: Unexpected vocal spot-harmonies LYRICS The only thing that I could ever feel I can't believe it wasn't real The only thing that I could ever feel I can't believe it wasn't real You can't open your mouth without telling a lie But baby, you know how to say goodbye The thing I spent my whole life waiting for Has just walked out and locked the door The thing I spent my whole life waiting for Has just walked out and locked the door You can't feel a thing and you won't even try But baby, you know how to say goodbye I'm overjoyed to hear about your wedding I'm writing you to wish you every blessing I'm overjoyed to hear about your wedding I'm writing you to wish you every blessing And I'm so happy I could cry Oh baby, you know how to say goodbye And I'm so happy I could cry Oh baby, you know how to say goodbye |
3.19 The Night You Can't RememberLENGTH: 2:17
SUNG BY: Stephin & Claudia KEY: F Major GENRE: Brisk Blackmail Waltz LISTEN FOR: DIstorto uke LYRICS Before you left your garrison You had a drink, maybe two You don't remember Paris, hon But it remembers you It's true, we flew to Paris, dear Aboard an army jet The night you can't remember The night I can't forget You said I was terrific, it Meant zilch to you, ah, but I Have our marriage certificate And I'll keep it 'til I die You were an army officer And I, just a Rockette The night you can't remember The night I can't forget No rose conveyed your sentiment Not even a petunia But you've got vague presentiments And I've got little Junior You said "Nobody loves me" And I said "Wanna bet?" The night you can't remember The night I can't forget |
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Stephin calls this song "essentially Gilbert & Sullivan."
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3.20 For We Are the King of the BoudoirLENGTH: 1:14
SUNG BY: LD KEY: C Major GENRE: Rap Boast In Gilbert & Sullivan Drag LISTEN FOR: Obviously fake harpsichord, octave drops LYRICS Should time allow us to describe our prowess It would be quite hard to overrate For we are the king of the boudoir, old thing And the king doesn't like to wait One tryst with me and you'll be spinning like a gyroscope One tryst with me and you'll be pope Should modesty allow us to describe our prowesslessnesslessness 'Twould be quite hard to overstate For we are the king of the boudoir, it's true And the king doesn't like to wait One kiss from me and you'll be overjoyed and overawed One kiss from me and you'll see God For we are the king of the boudoir, we are And the king doesn't like to wait |
3.21 Strange EyesLENGTH: 2:01
SUNG BY: Shirley KEY: E Minor GENRE: Starfish House (Hyperextended Metaphor) LISTEN FOR: Unpredictable splatting synth noises LYRICS Strange eyes, blue clocks without hands Two lives live in distant lands Little blue mysteries What did they see in me? Strange eyes, Call me even when you don't If only from pictures It having been three years They follow me in all my dreams Oh God, I'm still in love with you Strange eyes, two little star charts Plunge knives into my poor heart As lovely as a tree They endlessly recede Strange eyes, two little whirlpools Made by God to destroy fools Two pearls of infinite cost Two paradises lost They swallow me in all my dreams Oh God, I'm still in love with you |
"Stephin: Obviously I was having so much lit-crit fun with this song it's clear I had nothing to say. I must have been in a very bad mood. Clearly I was depressed, too: "What did they see in me?" Ordinarily in writing love songs you try not to specify eye color, to make it more universal. This hits you over the head with two little blue hammers."
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3.22 Xylophone TrackLENGTH: 2:47
SUNG BY: Stephin & LD KEY: Bb Major GENRE: Cartoon Blues LISTEN FOR: Jug bass, chimes in stereo LYRICS To my dear, dear mother I leave my only shoes To my dear, dear mother I leave my only shoes By the time you read this I will have died of the blues Scream little choo-choo Bang your xylophone track Keys, stupid choo-choo Clang your xylophone track You can wail all night long But you can't bring her back (Bring her back You can't bring her back Bring her back You can't bring her back Bring her back You can't bring her back) (Bring her back You can't bring her back) I've done so much crying The flesh has left my bones (Bring her back You can't bring her back) I've done so much crying The flesh has left my bones (Bring her back You can't bring her back) I can play my ribcage Like a xylophone |
3.23 ZebraLENGTH: 2:15
SUNG BY: Claudia KEY: Ab/Bb Major GENRE: Entitlement Schlager LISTEN FOR: Intentionally as-clumsy-as-possible key changes LYRICS So we got married in Venice in June So what? We circled the Earth in a hot-air balloon So what? And the rest of our lives is one long honeymoon Well, that doesn't mean we're in love If you really loved me You'd buy me a beautiful pearl But you've already bought me All of the pearls in the world So there's one thing I crave When my days become ho-hum and blah I want a zebra We've got so many tchotchkas We've practically emptied the Louvre In most of our palaces There's hardly room to maneuvre Well, I shan't go to Bali today I must stay home and hoovre up the gold dust That doesn't mean we're in love If you really loved me You'd buy me the Great Pyramid Oh, I'm so forgetful You already did But there's one thing I need If you won't think I'm greedy, my dear Another zebra Zelda looks lonely I want a zebra |
"Stephin: It's more or less a Cole Porter parody."
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