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All words and music by johnnieboy (BMI)

origami green clouds in the makeshift sky told my hat I'd be right there in it had the palm of it in my hand under oath no, I did not commit it all them cats in their camel coats blew their load on their penny loafers took their omelets by the hand and drove them off in a cherry nova you blew my mind i'm sellin' out, got my credit card booked a cab, take me to montana cut my hair with a fine tooth comb it's july so that can't be santa put your nose in the candy jar dig a hole for the contemplation spin those spoked wheels oh so fast larry fine was a hair sensation you blew my mind drove my bike to the shopping mall must expand to divine proportions milled about in a plastic nose turned my back 'cause i had the notion tie me up with elastic bands and pour me out of a silver bucket closed my ears sayin' "you da man!" i was wrong so you might just love it you blew my mind picturesque was the freaky clown rolled him out on a paper dolly lookin' good much to my disdain his name is chuck but you call him charlie imagine that you insipid king saw the lights and you called your mommy rang me up when the lights were down fold it up into origami you blew my mind hit the road jake i can't keep up, i'm fallin' down my pointed head it just hit the ground the repo man is right out back he want's the keys to my cadillac the mailman only brings me bills those dollar signs they give me chills i can't believe this heavy load i think it's time to hit the road hit the road jake hit the road jake and don't you come back you whore! my whole world is spinning 'round the flower bed it just turned brown ants are crawlin' in my jeans there's beetles in my coffee beans my bicycle ain't got no spokes and i'm the butt of all your jokes everyone wants what they's owed i think it's time to hit the road hit the road jake hit the road jake and don't you come back you whore! the roof is leaking on my head my goldfish died and now it's dead a catholic num gave me the bird and then i stepped right in a turd my finger got stuck in a dike the army said "boy, take a hike" the phone book looks like secret code i think it's time to hit the road hit the road jake hit the road jake and don't you come back you whore! light It! could do without it 'cause I'm in control and it's up to me I could let it roll might just wait a while let the minutes fly and the clock goes round till it's feeding time gonna reach on down gonna strike the match time to light the fire on a brand new pack gonna suck it in then I'll blow it out till they look at me to see what it's about yeah, you're lookin' good with the prop in hand got the style down like your favorite band with the kids today what they do not know that there's bills to pay if you choose to blow many years from now after breathing hard you'll be six feet downin your own back yard where there's smoke, there's fire in the air you breath you could say I'll kick but it's hard to leave i tell you man, i really need a cigarette i took the wager, baby, but i lost the bet i'm coughing heavy now but man, i used to sing i fell into the habit with the filter king the skinny chicks i'm seein' in the magazines if they be smokin' too, then it's right for me i saw 'em once again on the billboard sign if i had that looks as well i'd get one all for mine light it! breath in breath out breath in breath in breath out breath in the finer things in life when they see my new car the ladies say "whoa!" they aks for a ride and i just say "yo" they like the feel of the fine upholstery and they know high style, 'cause they get it from me i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life check out my house, it's got 32 rooms nine car garage and an oceanside view tv in the closet and a ninety foot pool i need my space baby, i ain't no fool i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life down on 47th street right there in the city i know this cat, he makes me look pretty check out my chain, 24 gold solid i think i'll take two, just hand me my wallet i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life hey have you seen my brand new gold tooth i know it looks good, man ain't that the truth it cost me a lot but I got the bread you think i'll go broke? that's all in your head i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life if you ride with me there's no way you lose champagne and diamonds and jimmy choo shoes you got the looks baby, and i got the dough pour me a drink baby and whip out that blow! i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life the man in blue gimme slack jack, get off of my back contain the beast when you see the police the man in blue is comin' after you you're a pain in my ass when your're drivin' too fast the man in blue is comin' after you license and registration, please the man in blue is comin' after you oh, good night, he's turning on the lights! the man in blue is comin' after you pay it no mind, just cough up the fine the man in blue is comin' after you contain the beast when you see the police the man in blue is comin' after you you're a pain in my ass when your're drivin' too fast the man in blue is comin' after you license and registration, please the man in blue is comin' after you can't sit still i fall asleep when I see how the other half passes their time away i can't believe that they'd rather stay right where they are in their cozy place time ceased to fly 'cause I'm bored to death and i can't sit still eyes open wide looking east to west searching down that thrill woke up this morning with dreams in my head as if it was so long ago tried to make sense of the scenes that I saw in my own little picture show time ceased to fly 'cause I'm bored to death and i can't sit still eyes open wide looking east to west searching down that thrill i never thought I would find myself stuck in a rut like where I stand now deep in a hole where no obvious answers can show me why, when or how time ceased to fly 'cause I'm bored to death and i can't sit still eyes open wide looking east to west searching down that thrill god only knows I'm a wreck from my head to my toes and all in between too bad it shows like a foghorn it blows out a signal to end my dream... toast first thing in the morning he fires up a dube that dude is toast! his friends in the 'hood say to cut down the booze his brain cells now are roast is little brain's down on it's knees better keep your distance 'cause he's gonna sneeze his brain cells now are roast the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night It's like too much first sign of daylight and he's on his knees that dude is toast! can't find his pants can't find his keys his brain cells now are roast chance of recovery is out of reach fried all them brain cells in mami beach is brain cells now are roast the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night have you seen my car? It's like too much the screws unwind hear that story once too many times and you start to have some doubt there's nothing that can explain itself what's this talking all about? someone said that they knew you back when you were somewhat still a string of lemons and gutterballs and it's straight on down the hill she's gone insane she blew her mind she's gone insane the screws unwind a pirouette in the center lane a bagged bottle keeps you fed a heavy coat in the summertime and a wool cap on your head this voice it howls like a megaphone it's a sound that could curl your hair the only choice is to look away and pretend there's nothing there she's gone insane she blew her mind she's gone insane the screws unwind it could be you, could be anytime and it's right on past the edge a ticking clock and a burning fuse as the hammer hits the wedge there's a song in the setting sun and the tune is bittersweet some can sing it well and others can't some get swept right off their feet she's gone insane she blew her mind she's gone insane the screws unwind mama's boy you're a mama's boy you're a mama's boy the outside's coo but inside you freak if mommy's not around you start feelin' bleak she makes your bed and stays up every night in the morning she's still there to turn on the light you know for sure that when you get on home there's food on the table and you're not alone in the dresser are the clothes that she cleaned for you god only knows without her what you'd do you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's talkin' on the line (you never want to talk to me) you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's costin' you a dime (you never want to talk to me) you're a mama's boy you're a mama's boy you quit your job and runnin' low on cash mommy's credit card is gonna save your ass she pays the bills and forks up the rent the little green you had up your nose it went hangin' with the boys walkin' tall in the 'hood talk the heavy talk like a gangsta would but when you're home you forget all of that it's "yes mommy, sure" like a pussy cat you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's talkin' on the line (you never want to talk to me) you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's costin' you a dime (you never want to talk to me) you're a mama's boy you're a mama's boy rock band hangin' out in school we were really bored then it came to me man, i really scored we'll get some guitars, break out of the loop we'll get together, man and form a group with pounding drums and throbbing bass we'll play real loud right up in your face i'll write some words, really nasty stuff one or two chords that'll be enough yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! we got a practice space with a lava lamp i look really cool with my marshall amp all the chicks are dying to go out with me i treat 'em like shit and they say "oh please!" we're playin' in some bar, we go on at two there's thirteen bands gonna be there too you gotta see 'em all 'cause they're really great i'm saving up my drugs, i can hardly wait yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! i'm so cool, look at me! rock star god, worship thee! a dude in a suit and a limosine said he's gonna throw lots of money at me he said we were great 'cause we had a buzz he saw all the chicks hangin' round the club they gave us a deal, we made a video we played letterman and the leno shows we drink all day and shoot up at night the way it's been goin' there's no end in sight yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! yeah i'm in a rock band rock band!

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origami green clouds in the makeshift sky told my hat I'd be right there in it had the palm of it in my hand under oath no, I did not commit it all them cats in their camel coats blew their load on their penny loafers took their omelets by the hand and drove them off in a cherry nova you blew my mind i'm sellin' out, got my credit card booked a cab, take me to montana cut my hair with a fine tooth comb it's july so that can't be santa put your nose in the candy jar dig a hole for the contemplation spin those spoked wheels oh so fast larry fine was a hair sensation you blew my mind drove my bike to the shopping mall must expand to divine proportions milled about in a plastic nose turned my back 'cause i had the notion tie me up with elastic bands and pour me out of a silver bucket closed my ears sayin' "you da man!" i was wrong so you might just love it you blew my mind picturesque was the freaky clown rolled him out on a paper dolly lookin' good much to my disdain his name is chuck but you call him charlie imagine that you insipid king saw the lights and you called your mommy rang me up when the lights were down fold it up into origami you blew my mind	hit the road jake i can't keep up, i'm fallin' down my pointed head it just hit the ground the repo man is right out back he want's the keys to my cadillac the mailman only brings me bills those dollar signs they give me chills i can't believe this heavy load i think it's time to hit the road hit the road jake hit the road jake and don't you come back you whore! my whole world is spinning 'round the flower bed it just turned brown ants are crawlin' in my jeans there's beetles in my coffee beans my bicycle ain't got no spokes and i'm the butt of all your jokes everyone wants what they's owed i think it's time to hit the road hit the road jake hit the road jake and don't you come back you whore! the roof is leaking on my head my goldfish died and now it's dead a catholic num gave me the bird and then i stepped right in a turd my finger got stuck in a dike the army said "boy, take a hike" the phone book looks like secret code i think it's time to hit the road hit the road jake hit the road jake and don't you come back you whore!
light It! could do without it 'cause I'm in control and it's up to me I could let it roll might just wait a while let the minutes fly and the clock goes round till it's feeding time gonna reach on down gonna strike the match time to light the fire on a brand new pack gonna suck it in then I'll blow it out till they look at me to see what it's about yeah, you're lookin' good with the prop in hand got the style down like your favorite band with the kids today what they do not know that there's bills to pay if you choose to blow many years from now after breathing hard you'll be six feet downin your own back yard where there's smoke, there's fire in the air you breath you could say I'll kick but it's hard to leave i tell you man, i really need a cigarette i took the wager, baby, but i lost the bet i'm coughing heavy now but man, i used to sing i fell into the habit with the filter king the skinny chicks i'm seein' in the magazines if they be smokin' too, then it's right for me i saw 'em once again on the billboard sign if i had that looks as well i'd get one all for mine light it! breath in breath out breath in breath in breath out breath in	the finer things in life when they see my new car the ladies say "whoa!" they aks for a ride and i just say "yo" they like the feel of the fine upholstery and they know high style, 'cause they get it from me i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life check out my house, it's got 32 rooms nine car garage and an oceanside view tv in the closet and a ninety foot pool i need my space baby, i ain't no fool i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life down on 47th street right there in the city i know this cat, he makes me look pretty check out my chain, 24 gold solid i think i'll take two, just hand me my wallet i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life hey have you seen my brand new gold tooth i know it looks good, man ain't that the truth it cost me a lot but I got the bread you think i'll go broke? that's all in your head i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life if you ride with me there's no way you lose champagne and diamonds and jimmy choo shoes you got the looks baby, and i got the dough pour me a drink baby and whip out that blow! i'm trying to enjoy the finer things in life
the man in blue gimme slack jack, get off of my back contain the beast when you see the police the man in blue is comin' after you you're a pain in my ass when your're drivin' too fast the man in blue is comin' after you license and registration, please the man in blue is comin' after you oh, good night, he's turning on the lights! the man in blue is comin' after you pay it no mind, just cough up the fine the man in blue is comin' after you contain the beast when you see the police the man in blue is comin' after you you're a pain in my ass when your're drivin' too fast the man in blue is comin' after you license and registration, please the man in blue is comin' after you	can't sit still i fall asleep when I see how the other half passes their time away i can't believe that they'd rather stay right where they are in their cozy place time ceased to fly 'cause I'm bored to death and i can't sit still eyes open wide looking east to west searching down that thrill woke up this morning with dreams in my head as if it was so long ago tried to make sense of the scenes that I saw in my own little picture show time ceased to fly 'cause I'm bored to death and i can't sit still eyes open wide looking east to west searching down that thrill i never thought I would find myself stuck in a rut like where I stand now deep in a hole where no obvious answers can show me why, when or how time ceased to fly 'cause I'm bored to death and i can't sit still eyes open wide looking east to west searching down that thrill god only knows I'm a wreck from my head to my toes and all in between too bad it shows like a foghorn it blows out a signal to end my dream...
toast first thing in the morning he fires up a dube that dude is toast! his friends in the 'hood say to cut down the booze his brain cells now are roast is little brain's down on it's knees better keep your distance 'cause he's gonna sneeze his brain cells now are roast the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night It's like too much first sign of daylight and he's on his knees that dude is toast! can't find his pants can't find his keys his brain cells now are roast chance of recovery is out of reach fried all them brain cells in mami beach is brain cells now are roast the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night the beautiful last night have you seen my car? It's like too much	the screws unwind hear that story once too many times and you start to have some doubt there's nothing that can explain itself what's this talking all about? someone said that they knew you back when you were somewhat still a string of lemons and gutterballs and it's straight on down the hill she's gone insane she blew her mind she's gone insane the screws unwind a pirouette in the center lane a bagged bottle keeps you fed a heavy coat in the summertime and a wool cap on your head this voice it howls like a megaphone it's a sound that could curl your hair the only choice is to look away and pretend there's nothing there she's gone insane she blew her mind she's gone insane the screws unwind it could be you, could be anytime and it's right on past the edge a ticking clock and a burning fuse as the hammer hits the wedge there's a song in the setting sun and the tune is bittersweet some can sing it well and others can't some get swept right off their feet she's gone insane she blew her mind she's gone insane the screws unwind
mama's boy you're a mama's boy you're a mama's boy the outside's coo but inside you freak if mommy's not around you start feelin' bleak she makes your bed and stays up every night in the morning she's still there to turn on the light you know for sure that when you get on home there's food on the table and you're not alone in the dresser are the clothes that she cleaned for you god only knows without her what you'd do you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's talkin' on the line (you never want to talk to me) you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's costin' you a dime (you never want to talk to me) you're a mama's boy you're a mama's boy you quit your job and runnin' low on cash mommy's credit card is gonna save your ass she pays the bills and forks up the rent the little green you had up your nose it went hangin' with the boys walkin' tall in the 'hood talk the heavy talk like a gangsta would but when you're home you forget all of that it's "yes mommy, sure" like a pussy cat you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's talkin' on the line (you never want to talk to me) you're mama's on the phone (you never call your mother) she's costin' you a dime (you never want to talk to me) you're a mama's boy you're a mama's boy	rock band hangin' out in school we were really bored then it came to me man, i really scored we'll get some guitars, break out of the loop we'll get together, man and form a group with pounding drums and throbbing bass we'll play real loud right up in your face i'll write some words, really nasty stuff one or two chords that'll be enough yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! we got a practice space with a lava lamp i look really cool with my marshall amp all the chicks are dying to go out with me i treat 'em like shit and they say "oh please!" we're playin' in some bar, we go on at two there's thirteen bands gonna be there too you gotta see 'em all 'cause they're really great i'm saving up my drugs, i can hardly wait yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! i'm so cool, look at me! rock star god, worship thee! a dude in a suit and a limosine said he's gonna throw lots of money at me he said we were great 'cause we had a buzz he saw all the chicks hangin' round the club they gave us a deal, we made a video we played letterman and the leno shows we drink all day and shoot up at night the way it's been goin' there's no end in sight yeah i'm in a rock band rock band! yeah i'm in a rock band rock band!