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Garfield (2002)
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Apples, I'm home
Gonna grab a fuck (Maybe play some
hockey)
My mouth is a liar (beware)
My feet are on fire (who cares)
I've never been shy-er (i'm not
scared)
If everyone's bumping around
Because
Knowers know to know and
Goers go to go and
Show-ers show to show and
No one's gonna ask your name
When you fade into forever
(i can't figure out the lyrics to this line.
can anyone help?)
How can anyone say right or wrong (i
love you)
And then tell you you're ok

Oh I loved the ground once
And i kept my fingers warm
Everything was true
Everything was true

When your
Penis fell apart and
No one had a heart and
No one had a chart to
Show you the right way
You
Had to be a creature
Without specific features
There were no teachers
To tell you what to say (rip out your
guts)


. . .


Everything was wasted, tasted, face
it kid
You were never what they wanted
I'm a bird, I'm a tree, I'm a fish outside
The city is a breast dangling from the
sky
Oh my feet go where we show the
logo
My shadow tags on behind

Oh the world was never meant to be
the Brooklyn Bridge
Arcades and soda and tulips
Chimneys and houses and old things
Computers and loving the cold things
Oh my feet go when we show the
logo
My shadow tags on behind

Oh time is an angry train of
commuters
Love is a golden bag of computers
I know that everyone's got something
that they do
But I don't wanna be obsolete to you
Oh I don't want to carry my bag on
one shoulder for you

Oh why is once never enough?
Why do I have to cum sticky stuff?
I know that everyone's got something
that they do
But I don't wanna be obsolete to you
Oh I don't want to carry my bag on
one shoulder for you


. . .


Bartholemew bring me a fork
There's a minstrel parade on tv
Let the lights glow, an excellent
reason
To stay home tonight

Oh the old men wave their canes
They have yesterday's brains
And their worlds stop turning on
sundays
The young lives are clipped
And smudged on the rocks
Distorted and forgotten

Quietly she enters the room
But we can't talk, we can not be
seen
Returning her new pair of jeans
Just to stay home tonight

Oh the mirror always shows
There's a stranger in my clothes
Standing on the third rail
Lost at sea
searching for me
And we don't know how to sail

So if you go to guitar store
You will see me again
Holding the door
It's an excellent night to sleep on the
floor
If you stay home tonight

Oh i saw you before
In the guitar store
I was lonely, lazy and useless
And Bartholemew moans
To the counterfeit clones
When he feels like he's not a human


. . .


In a land made of strings
where the hills are balls of twine
and the doctor knits the son
down in a baseball diamond mine
and the mozzarella sweater
gets sewn to the tits
where the lump behind the sheet
is where the tumor took a shit

and i'll be getting head
under the rainbow (x3)

well we came upon a cracker
and we all came on this cracker
and the last one had to eat it and she
did
but it she threw it up like a hoo-er
so the sunshine stabbed right through
her
like a hoo-er on a skewer in the wind

and i'll be getting head
under the rainbow (x3)

now the king was reading comics
when he stepped into some vomit
and he screamed like 40 wolves
being burnded alive
and i rode my dolphin adam
and he fed my dolphin stars
he fed my dolphin stars
like you'd put gasoline in cars

papa was smart
but mama said i wasn't
now i've got a million dollars
but who doesn't
gonna go the graveyard
to get some beggin' done
gonna dig up megan
and cut out my son


. . .


Heart and soul, baby there is no goal.
Turn the lights on bright, your'e a rock
and roll star.
Feel my love, commin from the
heavens above.
When my eyes meet your eyes, they
know it's true.

Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.
Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.

You are lost, and I am home.
Nobody wants to be here alone.
Ooh baby's in mint codition, man im
doing some dirty wishin.
Lets both get on that rocket to the
stars.

Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.
Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.

Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.
Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.
Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.
Baby come dance with me. Baby
come dance with me.
On tv at the tv station.


. . .


Oh I stumbled in all wide-eyed
To the computer show
I didn't have my passport
So they turned me into snow
They turned me into snow

(begin strumming)

Follow you follow you follow you
follow you
Into your bedroom store
Follow you follow you follow you
follow you
Tell me what i'm for
Tell me what i'm for

I stumbled into Canada
Past border patrol
Hawking empty kisses
In the ghettos of my soul
The ghettos of my soul

Follow you follow you follow you
follow you
Into your bedroom store
Follow you follow you follow you
follow you
Tell me what i'm for
Tell me what i'm for

You caught my eye against your eye
Deep inside the crowd
You hung me from the hooks inside
My asshole and my mouth
My asshole and my mouth

Follow you follow you follow you
follow you
Into your bedroom store
Follow you follow you follow you
follow you
Tell me what i'm for
Tell me what i'm for

solo (2:05)

Oh I stumbled in all wide-eyed
To the computer show
I didn't have my passport
So they turned me into snow
They turned me into snow

(single strum for each remaining line)

Take me home with you
Take me home with you
I need to go home with you
I can't go home without going with
you


. . .


Father owned the dating bar so
mother ran the store
We all lived there together with the
army at the door
No one to do my laundry or to tell me
that they're sure
But there really is no me and there's
no army at the door

I hustle my way to your bedside
I ride on your body like a cab ride
I carry refreshments to the good guys
I made the good guys some home
fries

Pardon me anyone where is the
nearest shore
We're all in this together and the
police are at the door
Someone do my laundry or smash
through the floor
To the tropical vacation buried
underneath the store

And I was your favorite bullfighter
Whose looks were new to your eyes
And i fell apart in that bullfight
Where the dress was the sky to your
thighs

She said that she had an hour
Her father he was in the shower
And she took me to her little tower
And she showed me her little flower

And just when i thought it was safe to
put down my pen
She said maybe i will let you fall in
love with me again
Maybe i will let you fall for loving me
again
Then she showed me her badge and
i think she said then

That i don't have the heart to tell you
not to come
And everyone has hands just to use
someone
And it makes me feel just like old gum
To ride a fake horse into town
To ride a lame horse into town
To ride a dead horse into town
To ride your big fucking fake fucking
lame fucking dead horse into town


. . .


Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

And it don't mean I don't love you
When I put a gun to your face
It just means I wanna get rough with
you

Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be al...
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

And it don't mean I don't love you
When I put a gun to your face
It just means I wanna get rough with
you

Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be al...
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

And it don't mean I don't love you
When I put a gun to your face
It just means I wanna get rough with
you

Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be al...
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be alright
(Baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Yeah, baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Yeah, baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Yeah, baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright


. . .


Well times are bad
And all the time you're feeling sad
And people are laughing
Telling you to go away
And your feet are trudging
You're always acting like you're
curmudgeon
Well I know, I know that it's hard hard
hard

Well it's hard to walk around
And feeling like a circus clown
Grab a big baton
And twirl it like a magic wand
Cause' your cards are dealt
And everything is deeply felt
Well I know, I know that it's hard hard
hard

And when people that you love
Are attacking you from above
And everyone that you trust
Is just selling you a bucket of lies
Well, just believe that it's all gunna be
okay
And I know, I know that it's hard hard
hard


. . .


In a town
In a city
In a eyeball on a rock
In a fence where a goat was alone by
himself
there a was a boy who was there
a boy who built a snowman out of
himself

I've been popping out of closets in
robin hood suits
I've been spotted in pictures of navy
recruits
Look at your costume
You know that it's true
Anyone can pop in as you

Tried to untie your lips
But they were dobule knotted
I tried to break into your brain
But all the entrances were rotted
If the moon had minute hands
It would have meant alot
God would have made the moon as a
clock

Look Look Look at me doing this
Look Look Look at me doing that
Look Look Look at the way I am

Bye Bye Bye to the crazy ones
Bye Bye Bye to the crazy ones
Bye Bye Bye to the crazy ones

Look Look Look at me doing this
Look Look Look at me doing that
Look Look Look at the way I am (x3)

But if everybody was the best
There would be so few who loved the
rest
Oh, the places that you've never
been
Oh, the world was just a baby then

The million ways you learn to cry
When the boys would always pass
you by
Oh, never to be there again
Oh, the children were so old
fashioned then

Coffins decked out on the street
Who's the stranger with the purple
feet
Don't I remember him from him
somewhere
Before his feet lost their hair

But if everyone is coffin-bound
Then 'm so scared of ebign not
around
I'm so scared to enver make a sound
I'm so scared of being underground

can you see me now?


. . .


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