Janey Todd Lyrics
All words and music by Janey Todd ©2006-8 (BMI)
dreamlanddrove home another nail in my coffin today
shiny steel politely waiting to take me awaypeople take me for cute but I'm a bad poker hand
too many chips in my corner too many crops on my land
I pray god forgives me when I stand at the gates of dreamlandon a road map in my head I scratch a pin to the place
of your dull forgivenes and my unbelievable grace
burning in the dead zone like the flame of a candle
like the fire of my desire too long and hot to handle
in the still, silent breakdown it's easy to gamble on dreamlandI care not at al for the trouble I make
if it pleases you baby, let the sky fall
let the Earth quakeI swear that I'm right and I know where I stand
I reach out into the night and I can't find your hand
but I know it will take me to all that's left of dreamlandso I send out my letters and I await your reply
paint angels on the ceiling
make 'em dance then teach 'em to flyplay the siren and the savior and the virgin and the bride
sweep confetti in the gutter while the parade passes by
no, I never had a problem planning Christmas in Julyjust in case it turns out there's a place
called dreamland
the man downstairshe was talkin to the man downstairs
yeah, talkin to the man downstairs
he had a metal rod in his pants
he didn't seem to notice that I was so precocious
and after all why should he care
he was talkin to the man downstairsrent-a-boys and drummers scam on me at will
will they won't they will I won't I you never can tell
I've got my feminine bracelets, my super-platinum sheathes
I got a whole lot of things I really like to do
that nobody ever believes
they say no man, no life, I say "excuse me?"
yeah, talkin to the man downstairsyes, of course I'm hungry, sometimes it's really bad
it just seems kinda pointless to force myself to be sad
he acted like he couldn't for the life of him remember my name
I felt just like a little crushed prom girl flower
but I burned him just the same'cause he was sayin
no man, no life, I said "are you kiddin with that stuff?"
talkin to the man downstairshe had a metal rod in his pants
he didn't seem to notice that I was so precocious
and after all why should he care
he only talks to the man downstairs
I'm talkin to the man downstairs
serpentineserpentine serpentine, he likes to watch me serpentine
he likes to watch me like tv, he likes to watch me serpentine
the yin! the yang! oy! the ming! the mang!he's a cartographer, a scientist, afraid to touch
afraid to kiss, he waits for me, to make up his mind
he might be sadistic, he might be unkind
serpentine serpentine, he likes to watch me serpentinehe baits me he rates me, I should care
but I go upside down, I go anywhere
I like to swim around in the cavern of his brain
there are pictures on the stone I'll never see again
in the same way and so I
serpentine serpentine, he likes to watch me serpentineI should focus on my own desire
I should object I should make a bonfire
I should call my own line of shot
but he pulls tender tricks and it makes me hot
serpentine serpentine, he likes to watch me serpentinestalagmite, stalag 17, everybody got some kind of mixed up scene
I like the dew that drips down his walls
I could have the biggest big, I want the smallest small
little tiny stick of a man and so I
serpentine serpentine, he likes to watch me serpentine
he likes to watch me like tv, he likes to watch me serpentinesidestep sidestep, that's it, sidestep
how much?hotel restaurant, wine glasses, dead father
drunken auto mechanic, bringing rusty water
serve you with a smile, just for a while, when I'm done
how much have you got?life holds constraints, that's just the way it is
you scratch and you scramble, just to live
like a chicken in the barnyard, you don't know what it is
patience, kindness, tolerance, blindness
or wisdom, how much have you got?supermarket, movie theatres, drug stores, dry cleaners,
business lies, diplomatic undercuts, misdemeanors
no time for manicures, no reason to be poor
ust a little phoniness, how much have you got?I didn't make the rules, sweetheart, that's the way it is
this isn't something else, this is this
once you leave the bar, you can't come back in
you can't go to your car, to get your coat
can't step out for a minute, to have a smoke
you think you know what's going on, but you don't
patience, kindness, tolerance, blindness
or wisdom, how much have you got?what is your take on happiness, why don't you spit it out
what do you want from me, and how much will you put out
nothing comes from nothing, you can't whisper
you gotta learn to shout
keep your sense of humour, keep your feet on the ground
pay attention when it's your turn to buy a round
don't be a cheapskate, that's the worse way to go down
patience, kindness, tolerance, blindness
or wisdom, how much have you got?
alcatrazI did time in Alcatraz, I did time in Alcatraz
I wouldn't give you no razz I did time in Alcatrazthe warden was a dominatrix she liked me a bunch
the prison guard was a neo-nazi she ate me for lunch
my cellmate sold Mary Kay and cigarettes on the side
she gave me seven scars as souveniers
well, how many lipsticks can you buy?I did time in Alcatraz, I did time in Acatraz, I wouldn't give you no razz
I did time in Alcatraz, you wanna bullshit me? I don't go for that jazz
I did time in Alcatrazyou can't hold me I dug out with a Tampax applicator
I swam through swamps of sewerage and hot blood alligators
I dyed my hair and changed my name I got a license with my picture on it
got a face lift and a boob job just like I always wantedI did time in Alcatraz, I did time in Alcatraz
I wouldn't give you no razz, I did time in Alcatrazso I did all that stuff and I'm free and I'm clean
I seen the light that's-a what I mean
I'm gussied up and I'm hungry too
but I wanna go right back when I listen to youI did time in Alcatraz, I did time in Alcatraz
I wouldn't give you no razz, I did time in Alcatraz
you wanna bullshit me? I don't go for that jazz, I did time in Alcatraz
me & frankieme and frankie we party hard, me and frankie in my back yard
me and frankie we don't think of you, me and frankie we're thick as glue
me and frankie, me and frankie, we got it mademe and frankie we think alike, me and frankie we drink all night
me and frankie keep our cigarettes lit, me and frankie we don't give a shit
me and frankie, yeah yeah yeah yeah me and frankie, we got it madeI call him the chairman of the board
he tells me I'm much more than a whore, oh me and frankieme and frankie talk stocks and bonds, me and frankie don't take anything hard
me and frankie we're the better half, me and frankie we like to laugh
me and frankie, yeah yeah yeah yeah, me and frankie, we got it mademe and frankie we look at the stars, me and frankie we stay out of bars
me and frankie we have our views, we don't care if they impress you
me and frankie, yeah yeah yeah yeah, me and frankie, we got it madeI call him the chairman of my board
he tells me I'm much more than a whore, oh me and frankieme and frankie, yeah yeah yeah yeah, me and frankie, we got it made
mighta coulda hadoh man, look at those legs, you know they make me wanna shake
they're just as long as a drink of water, just as cool as lemonade
I start to think all kinds of things, things to turn a good girl bad
I start to thinking of something I mighta coulda hadI see this guy on a record leaning on a cadillac
looks like his pants was painted on well, you know, it takes me back
you were walking on the concrete all you got out in the yard
pants so tight they look illegal but pretty as a glossy shot
I start to think all kinds of things, things to turn a good girl bad
I start to thinking of something I mighta coulda hadmaybe I coulda if I'd think quick enough
maybe I wouda if I'd only get tough
I'm throwing cold water on a burning torch
what a fool, girl, don't you know life is short, life is short!I left you with your prayer book 'cause you said you're spoken for
still, I wonder what it sounds like when you recite those baseball scores
I start to think all kinds of things things to turn a good girl bad
start to thinking of something I mighta coulda had
bonesin the clean, white room where the fallen angels screw
where the previous notions are hungrily consumed
where the head of the class falls fast into doom
I drew a beautiful picture of youin the big, black hole where the red devils go
you see the neon glow, you count all the ghosts
you leave behind your car keys and your condoms and your clothes
you slitther up for manna and they throw you some bonesthem bones them bones they take what they want
they do what they do and they don't what they don't
you can protect your witness but your cover is blown
because you can't ever get away from them bonesyou bite off the head, blood squirts from the ncek
you gouge out the eyeballs, the maggots make a nest
you wanna save what's left for dinner but the vultures rule the west
and in the blink of an eye you're emotionally bereftyou said, "well, maybe later" but your good time came and went
you thought you could win but you lied when you bet
the acrobat flew on while you humped the safety net
and now all of your friends are the ones you just metthem bones them bones they take what they want
they do what they do and they don't what they don't
you can protect your witness but your cover is blown
because you can't ever get away from them bonesand in between a way to dream away the things you didn't mean
you're a beggar to the wisdom in the marrow of these old bones
my heart, my soul my loss of control
my sighs, my thighs my crazy jelly roll
do you really wanna rattle around with these old bones?
snakeskin bootsyou like my open breasts, you like my black bean soup
you like the front you like the back, you like my guitar loops
you're always saying that there's nothing that you wouldn't do
then you go ramblin 'round the town, in your snakeskin bootsthey're rough and they're ready, and they're shiny too
kinda mean, kinda wrinkly, kinda just like you
you're a dirty white boy with a bad attitude
but honey, I just love them snakeskin bootswell, I wish I could say that I didn't need you
I wish I could take you, I wish I could leave you
Pope John Paul couldn't reprieve you
but it is what it is, what it is, what it isoh, you know I love you like a heart attack
like an ax murderer who misplaced the ax
you ride me and you roll me and you try to control me
but you take me to places where I can't look backooh, they're rough and they're ready and they're shiny too
kinda mean, kinda wrinkly, kinda just like you
you're a dirty white boy with a bad attitude
but I got a thing for them snakeskin boots
I can see you right now loading cases in your truck
trembling like a harp string that the angels just plucked
the last thing I'll be thinking as the sound fades
Christ, they even look good when they're walking awayooh they're rough and they're ready and they're shiny too
kinda mean, kinda wrinkly, kinda just like you
you're a dirty white boy with a bad attitude
but honey, I just love them snakeskin bootswell, I wish I could say that I didn't need you
I wish I could take you I wish I could leave you
even God couldn't reprieve you
but it is what it is, what it is, what it is
whistle dixieI pay my cover charge, I check my pheremones at the door
I try to clean them out, but somehow there's always more
the bouncer says, hey, howya doin?, whatd'ya know? whaddya hey?
I chat him up but I'm afraid he's just too nice to sayyou're annoying us with your celibacy
you oughta get back to the shameless slut you used to be
you're like a piece of wet spaghetti and you're making us nervous
you'd better whistle dixie quick if only for a public serviceyou know what to do when the sky begins to snow
just put your lips together and blow, baby, blow!
Iggy won't watch tv he says there's too many lies
pulled his magnum out and shot the screen
right between the eyeshis friends say, but it's funny don't you ever like to laugh?
dude, you done had too many nights with more than time on your hands
and you're annoying us with your celibacy
you oughta get back to the shamelss dog you used to be
you're like a piece of wet spaghetti and you're making us nervous
you oughta whistle dixie quick if only for a public serviceI heard of being mannerly, I must say, I'm appreciative
but I'm starting to wonder if this guy knows how to live
he holds the door, he pays the check, he swallows before he speaks
it's polite to try to jump my bones, I wanna tell him, pleaseyou're annoying me with your celibacy
I wish you'd be the animal I want you to be
you're like a piece of wet spaghetti and you're making me nervous
you'd better whistle dixie quick if only for a public service
you know what to do when the sky begins to snow
just put your lips together and blow, baby, blowcause you're annoying us with your celibacy
you oughta get back to the shameless snake you used to be
you're like a piece of wet spaghetti and you're making us nervous
you'd better whistle dixie quick if only for a public service
everybody's rightpieces of my heart scattered all along the sand
broken down pedestrians trying to understand
somebody said that Sea Girt was the place to feel alive
twenty miles and twenty bucks to find somebody lied
everybody crashes and everybody flies
and everybody's wrong and everybody's rightsome say this is hell some say heaven's here and now
some they wanna reap rewards and some just like to plow
some say we're all corrupted sinners or we all contain the light
I feel like the whole world is on my radio tonight
everybody curses truth everyone embraces lies
and everybody's wrong and everyboy's rightsome say I'm the Virgin Mary they wanna plead my cause
I never had one anyway but thanks for your applause
some say I'm wicked and I'm careless, take you down with one quick shot
but either way, you call my name I gotta give you all I got
everybody reaches out and everybody shies
and everybody's wrong and everybody's rightsome day, like a slippery snake you're gonna shed your skin
you're hoping God will be there smiling sayin' baby come on in
right now we wanna see the way you take it on the chin
'cause we're all a bunch of losers, here that's why we like to win
everybody falls down but everybody fights
and everybody's wrong and everybody's rightyeah, you think you know, you probably don't
but say what's on your mind
'cause everybody's wrong and everybody's right
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