hi it's great to be back with you
i am
feeling well
mind if i just sing
i'll
start upon hearing the bell
mummy's baking birthday bread
and daddy's
drink destroys his head
and little distant
cousin's asleep
but i'm a cool
daddio
bubba's busy masturbating
sissy's
sewing sweaters
so her fine fiance fits in
the sheep
but i'm a cool daddio
you should see my fancy outfit
you should
see their eyes
mummy's polishing pottery
and daddy wins the
lottery
and grandma's little nephew's in
bed
but i'm a cool daddio
bubba's boring
barbara
and sissy's in the shower
shaving
stubbles like her fiance said
cool daddio,
that's me
i'm so debonair
but i don't care to stick
around
so i'm gettin' outta here
mummy begs for me to stay
and daddy says to
go away
and little distant cousin woke
up
yet i'm a cool daddio
everyone just settle down
and listen to my
song
bubba's breaking bureau shelves
and sissy is
proud of herself
because her fiance is
choked up
cool daddio, i'm just a...
(instrumental)
schoolgirl study for your test
would you rather pass than
make a pass at
me
you whoa whoa schoolgirl
i am working overtime
just to try to make
you mine
little student, listen to
me
every available time
schoolgirl i love
you
schoolgirl
schoolgirl touching every book
do you dream
in class that
you could last with me
you
whoa whoa little schoolgirl
chemistry just ain't your style
pay
attention to my smile
pretty pupil, listen
to me
every available night
schoolgirl i
love you
schoolgirl
schoolgirl talking to me less
would you
rather fail than
give some tail to me
you
whoa whoa
little schoolgirl
you're gonna
make me try to kill myself
i don't know what i say about
the current trend that's sweeping U.S.
what happened to the good ole days
when it was soul music to us?
i hate the disco
i despise the fashion
and if you want to know
i have no reaction
when it's on the speakers
i don't care to listen
and if you want to know
i have no opinion
blame it on the bee gees
or sly and the family stone
or blame donna summer
or earth wind and fire
or blame otis redding
kc and the sunshine
or barry white or meco
or blame john travolta
don't blame the knickers
don't blame the knickers
forget the clavinet
forget the synthesizer bass
and the strings
forget that stupid beat
they are putting in on everythings
blame it on boz scaggs
or the ohio players
accuse wilson pickett
or diana ross
or blame harold melvin
and the stylistics
it's all wild cherry's fault
or you could blame aretha
blame all the movies
the hype and the public
or blame all the ladies
for tempting the fellows
accuse everybody
for letting it happen
you are the culprit
i am also guilty
i hate the disco
i despise the fashion
don't blame the knickers
who am i to say that you're
mine
you're educated most of the
time
when am i supposed to be nice
my
zebra standards 29
i'm shoving you off the plane
but you won't
let go
i push your face
but you bite my
fingers
who am i to want to have sex
you're
independent your feelings are mixed
what
would happen if we had wine
my zebra
standard's a fine wine
drink it sometime and
you will find
your distant mind
will go
into a world of many pleasures
full of spice
the place for savin' money, sonny's chevrolet
227-6127 has been disconnected
GF: ah, look at that, there's your first call
JP: right. hi, fmu, you're on the air
Caller: uh, you have a inferiority complex
JP: i know, i know, i know...well, it's uh, it only happens when i'm kind of around giants, like r. stevie moore, and some other people...
Caller: r. stevie moore's great, but he can't be on all the time
JP: yeah i know, yeah he's not everything, but...just y'know tonight i'm just kinda feeling that way because he's just so spectacular and seems to say all the right things...uh...
Caller: that's cool. you're good, too!
JP: you think so!?
Caller: yeah!
JP: oh! thank you!
JP: wonderful! thanks for calling!
Caller: aw, sure!
JP: good night!
GF: wow, see that, jimmy? what'd i tell ya?
JP: i feel a lot better, a hundred percent! stevie, you're not everything, you know that? hah, yeah!
Side Two
pat i love you too much
pat you're losing
your touch
girl i'm freezing my ass
turn
up the thermostat
oh pat
i like it like that
oh pat
i
like it like that
oh pat
you're freezing
my ass
turn up
the thermostat
you know what he want
you
know what he need
he want you to
go
you want him to leave
but he
don't have a home
he lives with you
i don't understand what
y'all are
going through
i wish i didn't know apropos joe
i
wish i hadn't have considered
apropos
joe
oh no
you are quite a mess
you are full of
shit
you are retarded
he informed
me it
you like debby boone
he like
the ramones
i don't understand
why
you two have a phone
he don't use a condom
you had an
abortion
you fixed him a
drink
containing jergens lotion
it
happened
but he made it happen
now you both are enemies
now you both
are friends
you don't expect
your
adolescent troubles to
end
it's happening
you wish it
weren't happening
i met a bony little boy today
his skin was blistered and his face was gray
he had a tuba and he tried to play taps
he went away and then he ran right back
and when he smiled at me his teeth were black
he kept his horn inside a navy knapsack
funny child you're the one
who keeps me from having fun
just because you're my son
there was a time when i was always scared
i had to take my brain to be repaired
and you were checking to see how i fared, yes
i saw the skinny little boy again
he wants to join the ku klux klan
i told him if he was a real man, wait
he tried to fly away but fell to ground
you shoulda heard how the band sounds
the little kid's in the dog pound
indefinitely
i had a quick lunch, then i drove off
it was a very bizarre departure from your house
the weather was beautiful
i stopped to call you and you said yes
you were nevertheless optimistic of our love,
but
when you're not around me, i get blue
i can't begin describing it to you, no
i feel a kind of invisible pain
without you there's no reasonable gain
norway norway norway
i've begun to dwell in misery
if only it was you that i could see, though
i feel a kind of unthinkable fear
there's no desire to live without you here
norway norway norway
i'm eating breakfast all by myself
it is a typically bland existence without you
filling the coffee cup
what am i gonna do this wednesday
when my girl comes over
will i be disappointed this thursday
will i have to call orville stoeber?
will i be in tune this wednesday
you've gone back to sweden
can i get back in touch with you saturday
this is robert steven
more and more each day i wonder
how to get you to love
me and you, we should not fall in love
i love you anyway
more and more i dread this wednesday
without amy
Johna Lynn: well, it's not so obvious if the tape recorder wasn't going around, if you had a dust cover...
Bob Moore: where's the doggie? Say, 'doggie.'
Mike Burroughs: well-liked by all the youngsters of this city
Gene Lazo: and you always want what you don't have
Victor Lovera: yeh, I been in Tennessee a long time.
WMSC DJs: so why shouldn't HE do it? right...
Max Wermuth: well, it's thick, but
Jim Price: well, I still don't know if I like it
Harry Palmer: no, it just surprised me, I was expecting you to come over after work
Irwin Chusid: No! you're not supposed to clean a record off while it's playing, stupid!
Kids: your butt! (laughter)
Jim Coffman: wednesday: cloudy, chance of snow
Mel Cheplowitz: or uh record over it, you know, use different tape to send me the show, but
Erica Leeson: that was two years ago, Margot...
any kind of problem at the horizontal
hideaway
rapidly becomes a figment of your dream
everyone is there and everyone is very
peaceful
they are open anytime from 10 til 3
everyone is there and everyone is very
peaceful
they are open anytime from 10 til 3
they are open anytime from 10 til 3
everybody's going to the horizontal
hideaway
any kind of problem at the horizontal
hideaway
i was under duress
oh no
people are not exactly
oh no
yes, l's and g's
funny you mention life
oh no
let me have 'em
dance man
everybody
dance man
it's true you have a partner
suddenly
dance man
it's good you do exactly
me wanna take you
me wanna hunch on your body
me wanna take you
me wanna dance with you baby
now it's different, ya know? i sit here in my
what does it mean, i'm a caffeine boy
(it's 10:40 on this sunny memorial day
i do a lot of thinking
new strings
the days were passing by without change
new strings
new strings
hey, you big ole hulk of woman
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it's a brand new nightclub that we all go to
everyone is there and everyone is fast asleep
so you can be an ordinary 932
every monday night there is a horizontal
hideaway
you can ask lovera for direction help
everyone is there and everyone looks at
the ceiling
go into the boulevard at 1812
go into the boulevard at 1812
go into the boulevard at 1812
rapidly becomes a figment of your dream
everyone is there and everyone is very
peaceful
they are open anytime from 10 til 3
any kind of problem at the horizontal
hideaway
rapidly becomes a figment of your dream
everyone is there and everyone is very
peaceful
they are open anytime from 10 til 3
...which brings us to this next song:
one that inadequately describes
local canine consideration
as witnessed by us all
1-2-3-and-4
when i said i was mad
i was sad
i'm sorry i broke your heart
when i said you were had
you were bad
don't let me go to the dogs
when i desire to spend my whole
life with you
oh no
don't go away with your dogs
what they do
believe
they perceive
when will i teach myself
when to stay when to leave
ask the beave (beaver!)
don't let me go to the
dogs
when i desire to spend my whole
life with you
oh no
don't go away
with your dogs
at last we have found metaphorical reference
with which our great country may be synthesized
after death,
'cause i know
where to go
we could
go down to the
pound where the
puppies can grow
very slow
don't let me go to the dogs
when i desire to spend my whole
life with you
oh no
don't go away with your dogs
STANCE E.P.
(instrumental)
look at you
you put your drink down on the
table
and you stand up
i'm watching
you
you like the rhythm and the beat
that
keeps the band up
you go to her, she wants
to
she's beautiful, she haunts you
don't you wish the music never
stopped
you're doing as well as you know
your
pants can
notice how you wiggle spin
and hop
you're doing just perfect you know
gets a kick out of watching
you
do the hustle
look at her
standing in
front of you
admiring your muscle
you
know a lot, she taught you
a lucky girl,
she's got you
you should be awarded for your
steps
you're doing as well as you know
your
shoes can
don't you wish the band
played 20 sets
you're doing just perfect you
know
who's more
beautiful than you
and she's allowing you
to
scoop her in your arms
as if you knew,
you know?
the lady you're falling in love
with
has to go now
she complains
that
all the music is too fast
or it's too slow
now
you can't believe she's leaving
but
it's true, you're grieving
go on home and wait until you're
sober
you still qualify as an
advance
man
call her up and ask her to come
over
you still can be perfect you know
what you really
want to do
because it's true you have a
prospect
who's more beautiful than you
me wanna dance with you baby
at the manufacturers
me wanna throw you on the floor
where they make the goods
toxic rock and roll
me wanna make you
manufacture you
at the manufacturers
me wanna put you on assembly line
construct a mold and make you good
talk some rock and roll
me wanna make you
manufacture you
at the manufacturers
at the manufacturers
(Cordelia 2004 reissue bonus tracks:)
car and carefully insert the key, and it hits me:
i'm out of gas, so i'm not going anywhere.
and why don't you come pick me up for a change?
use your chevy, i'll give you a dollar. and
it's not *that* far to chattanooga... listen:
you told me tuesday
you owed me one
so how 'bout taking advantage
of what i've done?
so, pretty little lady
you turn me on so much that
my little automobile is sad
and when the radiator leaks
i know it's crying
i'm heartbroken when my engine block cracks
i love you so much
i even love you more than you love me
can't you see, without your lips i am miserable
without your hand to hold i'm psychotic
without your bags in my trunk
i cry and cry and cry
don't say goodbye
darling, sweetheart, cutie pie
my most precious loved one
so, pretty little lady
you turn me on so much that
my little automobile is sad
meep meep!
does it suggest i'm hooked with a disease?
little brown bean had a caffeine ploy
and made me tumble down upon my knees
coffee every morning goes so well
i would think
when i rise, my sleepy eyes must drink
have you ever seen any caffeine boys?
do you remember if they had a dream?
chubby or lean, was their caffeine joy
because of sugar or because of cream?
or both?
coffee every morning goes so well
i would think
when i rise, my sleepy eyes must drink
good to the last drop
WHY-FM
and we switch now from scandinavian jazz
to an artist who's been breaking
some really new ground lately
from nashville tennessee
here's the stevie moore trio with "let's")
let's try to understand
why we have so many problems
we cannot solve
let's define what it is
that makes our world revolve
let's never underestimate what
we can do to rise up above
let's avoid overcomplicating
reasons we're in love
come here, baby, i wanna tell you somethin'
if we do things together,
our chances of success are better
let's watch some television
to relieve our conflict, channel 9
let's try to get ahead
before we start to fall behind
let's go out and get some fresh air
we could catch a movie or a bite
let's visit uncle jay
he's expecting us tonight
let's learn about the seventies
so we can make the eighties right
let's move on
let's move on
let's move on
let's move on
thinking 'bout the way i think
concentration's great, i think
i don't think i'm unthinkable
i do a lot of drinking
thinking 'bout the way i drink
hanging my head in the sink
i don't think i'm unsinkable
i'm deciding topics to discuss
with myself
and i find so many subjects i can't think
no no no
oh no oh no no no no
i don't do much conversing
cursing 'bout the way i curse
conversations with my nurse
i don't talk about my thinking
i'm deciding topics to discuss
with myself
and i find so many subjects i can't think
oh no no
oh no oh no no no no
i'm deciding topics to discuss
with myself
and i find so many subjects i can't think
oh no no
oh no oh no no no no
i'm deciding topics to discuss
with myself
and i find so many subjects i can't think
no no no
oh no oh no no no no
i'm deciding topics to discuss
with myself
and i find so many subjects i can't think
no no no no no
i do a lot of wondering
pondering 'bout the way i plan
"do you have a goal, young man?"
i don't think about my thinking
situation comedy tonight
with myself
it's a situation comedy tonight
oh no no
no no no no no no no
situation comedy tonight
with myself
it's a situation comedy tonight
oh no no no
new strings
new strings
they ring out like the finest, oo hoo
an intonated dynasty knew
have you seen what's behind us?
the old ones had deposits of gunk
i beat them hard but they had no sound
the moisture in the air made them rust
they didn't want my fingers around them
new strings
new strings
new strings
they ring out like the finest
my four guitars were growing gray hair
i felt just like the father of sons
but they were worried i did not care for
new strings
new strings
new strings
i purchased 22 different gauges
now things are getting better once more
our family has a flat wound feeling
they're singing prettier than before the...
new strings
new strings
they ring out like the finest, oo hoo
an intonated dynasty knew
have you seen what's behind us?
new strings
new strings
have you seen what's behind us? oo hoo
an intonated dynasty knew
they ring out like the finest
you drive me wild
now, you make me feel just like
an aborted child
but every day when breezes
blow upon the earth
i get a whimsical desire
to try for all it's worth
to somehow create illusions
in my ordinary life
that make a fascinating story of you
becoming my wife
hey, you big ole bulk of knowledge
if you're so smart, tell me
why am i forbidden in your heart? why?
how i'll ever convince you
i'm serious at last
is quite a challenge to my future
so i say, fuck the past!
hey, you big ole bulk of knowledge
if you're so smart
why am i forbidden in your heart?
you gotta answer that.
you're floating on a bed of air
i don't know too many
adjacent species like you
adjacent species like you
adjacent species likes you
adjacent species like you
adjacent species
i don't know too many
adjacent species like you
adjacent species like you
do right, bumble bee do right
and make my little honey sweet
i don't know too many
adjacent species like you
adjacent species like you
adjacent species like you
goodnight butterfly goodnight
and spend your summer fruitfully
i don't know too many
adjacent species like you
adjacent species like you
adjacent species
h.p. music/spunky monkey music (ascap)