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- Libido - Pass the Dutchie - Barfly - Songs In The Key Of Bree -

  1. Round Kid
  2. Nineteen
  3. Albequerque
  4. Tear Jerky
  5. I'm The Man
  6. Jennifer's Cold
  7. Steve Was Dead
  8. What Happened To My Radio?
  9. Twenty-Eight Teeth
  10. You Go You're Gone
  11. Peach Fish
  12. Record Store
  13. My Town
  14. Little Pain Inside
28 Teeth


Round Kid 

two lovers are having their fight again 
they're tired of saying good-bye 
standing on the beachside 
listening to the feet of the passers 
on the sidewalk there 
don't make me part of your life again 
cause i'm tired of saying good-bye 
ridding on my skateboard 
knocking all the pretty boys in my way 

i'm just a round kid 
causing mass hysteria 
and i know something nobody knows 

you ask me if i'm real or not 
but what is real or not 
am i completely right 
or am i just lost and misguided 
there is something you ouhta know 
what is real or not 
that there is nothing wrong 
so don't tell me i need any counseling 


Nineteen
 
not long ago there was a time 
when everything would blow my mind 
then i'd learn a bit more 
then i'd learn a bit more 
it canceled everything 
i learned before 
i said hey! i don't know what i'm doing 
should i plan on my class reunion? 
i've been working on a vision of clarity 
this is how it boils down to me 

anything is possible 
anything and everything 

when i was nineteen i thought i'd seen 
everything i was gonna see 
then I'd see a bit more 
then I'd see a bit more 
it canceled everything i'd seen before 
i said hey! i thought i knew it all 
i was setting up for one hell of a fall 
writing down my philosophy songs 
there one that still holds strong 

with everyday that goes by 
the less and less i wonder why 
because i've seen them rise 
and i've seen them fall 
but i'll never claim to have seen them all 
i said hey! i aint seen a thing 
you never know what tomorrow will bring 
i've been working on a state of mind 
brace yourself for the ride 


Albequerque 

i don't mean to blow you off 
i never even thought to call you 
when i saw you yesterday 
you said everything was fine 
and all this laughing 
means i'm running away 
cause things we have are fucked 
and the things we had are gone 

sometimes it takes so long to wake up 
what's the matter with my life anyways? 

friends around me like to talk 
i guess they want to know 
if i'm gonna get a job 
or if i'm gonna sleep 'til noon 
all these people need to keep their mouth shut 
cause in the end the choice is mine 
you never heard me asking you 

don't want to play a part 
i'm living in living 

so i guess i know 
who my friends really are 
all those times it came to stealing 
you never let me go that far 
and then you told me not to smoke it 
but i did 
and it took me far away, yea it took me far away 



Tear Jerky 

don't you shut that door 
don't you leave so soon 
wanna know where i've been 
well i'll tell you the truth 
i've seen it all before 
none of this is new to me 

you said that thing had changed 
and everything was alright 
you wish i was cool 
and i'd wish you were nice 
behind that innocent face 
filled with guilty delights for me 

such an innocent life 
such an innocent mind 
you get caught when you try to lie 
your whole life has been gentrified 
do you know what i mean? 

you had secrets to hide 
you think I'd never find out 
you said your lips were sealed 
and then you'd open your mouth 
this aint a question of guilt 
this is a question of doubt in you 

you want the world on a platter 
want your friends on a string 
you want them all to matter 
want them down on their knees 
they'll give you what you've dreamed of 
but it's not what you need 


Jennifer's Cold 

on the freeway all the cars have stopped 
because the big news has dropped 
all the phones are ringing 
it's got all the neighbors singing 
police chief is calling his advisors 
greenpeace is putting out flyers 

we've got ourselves a little situation 
it's worse than an alien invasion 
jennifer has got a cold 
and everyone has got to know 

there's a news break for everybody watching 
jennifer has just started coughing 
the doctors can't explain it 
"how did she ever obtain this?" 
all her friends are sending get well cards 
"you can beat it, just gotta fight hard" 
all the world is sitting home waiting 
all the priests are singing and praying 

swat team has jennifer surrounded 
coast guard takes her to an island 
out there no one gets infected 
jenny live where she can be protected 
united nations emergency meeting 
declares the whole world is grieving 
and peace will come if jenny just gets well 
please come home soon..... 



Steve Was Dead 

it's 12 o'clock and i'm picking up a phone call 
dan said, is steve there? 
cause no one else can find him 
he said he'd heard that steve was in a car crash 
the word was out that steve 
was dead in a car crash; dead in a car crash 
steve was dead but it was only for a moment 

i heard it all 
that night i heard it all 
it was infectious 
but no one really knew 
through the grapevine 
we were victims of a rumor 
and all along i knew it wasn't true 
  

next day at 8am 
i get another phone call 
this time it's steve 
and he's laughing at us all 
he thought at first that everyone was joking 
until he heard the messages that we were leaving 
that we were leaving 
steve was dead but it was only for a moment 



What Happened To My Radio?

oh no not again please tell i'm wrong 
it's been ten minutes since they played this song 
or is it the band with the one word name 
i get so confused it all sounds the same 

the dj must think i'm crazy 
or maybe just an idiot 
last week he was spinning country 
now alternative rock is the shit 
just who do they think they're fooling 
with this backwards regiment 
they shove it so far down your throat 
it's swallowed with an english accent 

what happened to my radio? 
it used to be cool 
now it just blows 

i've been waiting more than an hour 
for the request that i just made 
"we'll see what we can do about it" 
must mean they're gonna throw it away 
they say that they play new music 
that it's better than the rest 
switch the channel it's a carbon copy 
take the cutting edge and slit my wrists 

who has all the luck? who has all the fans? 
they make a million bucks and burn it in your hands 
who has all the luck? who has all the fans? 
they tell you that you're fucked! 
but you don't understand 



Twenty-Eight Teeth 

you ever been so bored 
that you start counting all your teeth 
as you squirm around and fidget 
in you cluttered, lousy seat 
you ever been so tired 
that your spirit starts to sigh 
and your working everyday 
just to make ends meet 

what keeps me hangin' on? 

you ever wake up in a hotel room 
but can't remember  the city or state 
you look around, you roam around 
but your mind just can't relate 
you ever been so lost 
that a map won't do you no good 
as you drive around in circles 
in a place or town 
or some kind of neighborhood 

you ever been so desperate 
but for what you just don't know 
you see a thousand faces 
and you want to remember them all 



You Go You're Gone

tommy stepped away 
from the world for awhile 
he only left a picture 
of a seventh grade smile 
he got in between 
a mother's lost hope 
and a father's lost dream 
a head of ideas that don't mean anything 

tommy had a problem 
with being alone 
he spent everyday of his life on his own 
but there's no one to blame 
it's hard to keep friends 
when you keep moving away 
the cards and letters 
don't mean anything 
they don't mean anything 

when you go, you're gone 
and if you feel you can't go on 
you can always come home 

tommy stepped away 
from the world for awhile 
his first few steps, they felt like a mile 
they never could believe 
he said good-bye and they just watched him 
leave 
all the things he knew don't mean anything 
they don't mean anything 

and if you go too far 
you might never come back 
and i might go too far 
and i won't ever some back 
and when you go i'll wait for you 
and when you go i'll be there too 



Record Store 

workaholic, what it be? 
heard you're workin' eleven days a week 
i used to know just where you're coming from 
i used to know but with that i'm done 

i got a job at a record store 
i'm three days a week, no more than four 
sometimes you got to take a look around 
sometimes you got to slow things down 
i'm looking out my bedroom window 
you're looking at your office wall 
i'm walking around like marlon brando 
you're sitting down not walking at all 

don't know what you're thinking 
i don't work no overtime 
working at the record store 
look at me i'm doin' fine 

i see you're working on the weekends now 
i guess monday's aren't such a shock 
i spend my time just sittin' around 
i listen to that old punk rock 
i take my time and never hurry 
you use your time as best as you can 
i'm acting like billy murry 
your acting like your dead in the sand 



My Town 

i got the tunes in my pocket 
in an old ass walkman 
walking to the beach 
with a bottle of black and tan 
keys in the velcro 
where it always should be 
times tickin' by but it doesn't concern me 
i'm killin' time with nothing to do 
that's all i seem to think about or do 
my soul is sound 
when i'm in my hometown 
no place i'd rather be 

my town, my street 
gives me peace of mind 
that can't be beat 

i can sleep all night 
to the sound of the ocean 
wake up in the morning 
and i do it all again 
seven days a week 
i pay no attention 
i spend alot of time 
with my record collection 

i heard the sound of a skateboard 
rolling down my backstreet 
reggae music coming 
from the neighbor across from me 
as time ticks by 
i never stop to ask, i never wonder why 
my soul is sound 
when i'm in my hometown 
no place i'd rather be 



Little Pain Inside 

i realize i'm hungry 
i recognize the pain in my gut 
i don't know where it comes from 
or what i'm gonna do about it 
this little pain inside my tiny tummy 

souplantaion, fosters freeze 
in-n-out, or chuck e. cheese 
burger king, or taco bell 
all these restaurants sound so well 
that's what i'm gonna do about it 
this little pain inside my tiny tummy 

hamburger helper on those days 
when i sit home 
and fucking laze 
and when my budget is kind of low 
there's only so many good places to go 
that's what i'm gonna do about it 
this little pain inside my tiny tummy