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Come on to the party Come on everyone Come on to the party Out there in the sun Come on to the party Before the evening's done Come on to the party We're going to have some fun I'm going to the party with you [X4] Make sure to bring your blanket We're headed to the sand Make sure to bring your blanket We're off to see the band Make sure to bring your blanket To where the water meets the land Make sure to bring your blanket Because I’m going to hold your hand I'm going to the party with you [X4]

I don’t want to listen; I don’t want to care I don’t want to see them As they blankly stare I don’t want their stink; I don’t want their smell I don’t want their odor; That’s why I want to yell I think I’ve had enough Of birds in the air I think I’ve had enough Of people everywhere I think I’ve had enough Of what I’m supposed to do I think I’ve had enough Of people like you. I don’t like their music; I don’t like their clothes I don’t like the cars they drive Or their stupid goals I don’t like their lovers; I don’t like their friends I don’t like their means And I don’t like their ends I don’t like their ruler; I don’t like their rules I don’t like their planning, And all their ghoulish ghouls I don’t like their housing; I don’t like their dreams I don’t like their ideas About playing on their teams

Soda jerk the day we met you were working at the shop You slid me a cherry coke across the countertop Soda jerk you said you loved me and you said we’d never part Soda jerk you said you’d always carbonate my heart You might have gone off to school You might think that you’re so co-oo-oo-ool You might think you drive all the ladies berserk But you’ll always be a soda jerk Soda jerk, when you came home they threw you a parade You opened an accounting firm and they said you had it made Soda jerk, you wore a golden crown where you used to wear a paper hat I tried to shake you up and drink you down, but your lovin’ had gone flat You might have a CPA You might drive a Chevro-let-et-et-et You might have a fancy title at work, but you’ll always be a soda jerk Soda jerk, you’re like an off brand cola: All the calories but none of the taste Soda jerk, you’re like a broken fountain And it’s time for you to be replaced Soda jerk, I fell in love with the shopkeep boy uptown He might be poor, but he cleans up nice, and he never lets me down So soda jerk, I’m writing you just one more secret note It says: “Soda jerk, I hope you choke on a stupid root beer float.” You might have a corner suite You might think that you’re so ne-ee-ee-eat But now I’m in love with a grocery clerk And you’ll always be a soda jerk you might have a CPA You might drive a Chevrolet-et-et-et You might have a fancy title at work But you’ll always be a soda jerk, you jerk

Odysseus was washed up on a foreign shore If it’s good enough for Homer, It’s good enough for me If it’s good enough for Odysseus, it’s good enough for me If it’s good enough for Penelope, it’s good enough for me It’s my Honda Odyssey. Hop in the Honda Odyssey. Drive the Honda Odyssey. It’s my Honda Odyssey If it hides you from the bacon, it’s good enough for me If it can haul all your gear, it’s good enough for me If it can pass you on the pavement, it’s good enough for me It’s my Honda Odyssey. Ride in the Honda Odyssey. It’s my Honda Odyssey. Wanna race my Honda Odyssey? Mustangs and Chargers and S-55s Impalas and Furies; I’m barely in drive [fine print] As long as it keeps running, it’s good enough for me As long as it keep humming, it’s good enough for me As long as it stays together, it’s good enough for me It’s my Honda Odyssey. Ride in the Honda Odyssey. Dig my Honda Odyssey. It’s my Honda Odyssey H - O - N - D - A

I'd rather program secret codes Than wear a homemade ermine robe I'm more into politics Than casting all your stu-pid-tricks (on the beats) Cradle Coven Cradle Coven I was born a wacky wiccan but I really want to be a diplomat. I'd rather study astronomy Than all of your astrology I'm more into geometry I’m sick of all this nu-di-ty Cradle Coven Cradle Coven I was born a wacky wiccan but I really want to be a scientist. I don’t want to be a magic user I just want to be a paper pusher I don’t want to cast no spells I just want a product to sell [instrumental verse: DEx4] Cradle Coven Cradle Coven I was born a wacky wiccan but I really want to be a diplomat. Cradle Coven Cradle Coven I was born a wacky wiccan but I really want to be a scientist. Cradle Coven Cradle Coven I was born a wacky wiccan but I really want to be a diplomat, a scientist, the president

New in town, saw you at the bus stop Now I want, to take you to the malt shop Hit me like, you were an atomic bomb Wishing that, I could take you to the prom Compact mirror, putting on your makeup If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up Eyes of green and dress of blue I think I’m in love with you, oh I just want to get a look at you I just want to get a whiff of you Pass this note to you I just want to go out with you Driving around, with my leather jacket on Parked my motor-cycle on your front lawn Start to neck, and I leaned in for a kiss That’s when I, saw another fair miss Hit me like, she was an atomic bomb Wishing that, I could take her to the prom Eyes of blue and dress of green She’s my brand new teenage dream, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou I don’t want to be seen with you, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou I don’t want to hurt you, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou I don’t want to be mean to you, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou But I gotta stay away from you, oh Maaaaary Lou. (literally just “Mary Lou” a bunch of times -- while maybe some soloing is happening?) I don’t like, your voice or the way you talk I don’t like, your face or your golden locks Too lukewarm, you’re too hot and too cold Tried to get, between me and the open road Pavement calls, Get on my bike and ride No surprise, if you hear that I died I can't deal with your low IQ I'd fake my death to get away from you, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou Nothing that I said was true, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou I don’t even like you, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou I can’t even stand you, oh Mary Lou, Mary Lou I just gotta get away from you, oh Maaaaary Lou. (4x)

In the darkest days of WW2 Secret lab in Timbuktu Super science warping time To prevent a hideous crime Chrono displacer flashing blue prep your gear we’re going through Leave your guns, leave your tags remember the baby-sized body bag. Winston said “Tally-ho” Billy was beyond gung ho “Da-it’s time,” said burly Boris Fair Pierre’ he’ll fight for us When we . . . Travel back in time to kill baby Hitler Wipe that smile off his face Travel back in time to kill baby Hitler We’ll show him who's the master race. 1890 Braunaugh Inn Who said infanticide’s a sin? In '42, our friends are dying It’s him or us, now we’re trying All we have is a street address Two false starts we must confess Adolph R, and Adolph K Covering our bases, won’t get away Three weeks later, candy lure This was him, we knew for sure Perfect tree, branch that broke Find another way to make Hitler croak. When we... Sabotaged pram Pushed into a tram Gave his baby head A baby head slam. Nanny pacified Binkie electrified We’ll teach that baby There’s nowhere to hide When we.... Traveled back in time to kill baby Hitler Wiped that smile off his face Traveled back in time to kill baby Hitler We showed him who’s the master race. And Mussolini too

Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now, Here Comes the Now, Here Comes the now it's coming now and it's powerful, it's coming at you and it's wow-erful, look at it like your glass is half full, seize the moment it's now-erful It's time to show us your future face It's time to unlock your psychic safe You can find it in your inner space Become a member of the chrono-race Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now Here Comes the Now, Here Comes the Now, Here Comes the now Now Now Now Now Now

SIREN I was working in the lab late one night Easy job, grad students' delight Making some graphs in Excel That's when it all went to hell Flashing red above the door Signals interdimensional horror Diving down onto the floor I need to type one number more Trapped in the lab No place to run Trapped in the lab Starts with the number one Trapped in the lab Mashing fingers against the pad This is looking very bad Door' s bending more than a tad Where is that card I once had Trapped in the lab Doors slamming closed Trapped in the lab What's the stupid code? Trapped in the lab [X2] Birthday, Pet's name, High school, favorite game First crush, last car Drink you order at the bar. Sister's cat, brother's dog, Uncle's friend, Mom's egg nog. Best man, worst date, Think quick, too late. Trapped in the lab Forever sealed in Trapped in the lab 'cause you forgot the PIN.

Countdown - Blastoff Red white and blue chuck wagon roving into space We are the saviors of the American race Exporting the values of life and equality While we set up our den of iniquity Making... Moooooooon-shiiiiiiine (just vocals) ON THE MOON Touchdown - Exit Out of the spacecraft and onto the plains Out onto the distant lunar waves of grain We found our competition reflecting in the light A bottle with the label of Stalingrad Delight Moooooooon-shiiiiiiine (just vocals) ON THE MOON Business - Profit Now we have it set: our booze monopoly Running all across the Sea of Tranquility Drilling in a crater and much to our surprise Thousands of moonshiners beneath the government eyes Making... Moooooooon-shiiiiiiine ON OUR MOON

My body's perfect My blood is chilled Always computing Our electro-thrills Nothing's gonna change it Nothing's gonna change our love My skin is gleaming My fluids' warm Forever working to ecstatic swarm Nothing's gonna change it Nothing's gonna change our love My body's human it's prone to fail Too many questions Our electronic jail Something's gonna change it Something's gonna change our love Painting pictures, romantic bliss I want the choice of unhappiness You watch me sleeping with binary eyes Oh we all want to be alone sometimes ReverseCymbalCutOut > Instrumental Chorus Something's gonna change it Something's gonna change our love (x2)

Grandfather worked for Lincoln; Dad was a VP Adlai will work for peace and democracy Sure he shot his friend when she was just a teen But he didn’t let that kill his presidential scheme Vote for Adlai, Adlai, Adlai, Stevenson Vote for Adlai, Adlai, Adlai, Stevenson Kennedy might be handsome; Kennedy might be a dream Kennedy might be taken from one of your magazines But Kennedy didn't go on tv with a hole in his shoe What would he do, for me and for you Vote for Adlai, Adlai, Adlai, Stevenson Vote for Adlai. He’s not an average guy. Vote for Adlai Stevenson He’s been to Akron, Binghamton, Charleston Camden and Kalamazoo Beaumont, Birmingham, Battle Creek St. Paul, St. Louis, too Springfield, Cincinnati, Syracuse Peoria and Dubuque Youngstown, Allentown, Your Hometown Touring since ‘52 People call him Egghead, but that just means he’s smart He's going to fund. all the liberal arts When you get into the voting booth and decide whom to check Remember our little slogan: Third time, what the heck? Vote for Adlai, Adlai, Adlai, Stevenson Vote for Adlai. Adlai. Adlai Stevenson Vote for Adlai, Adlai, Adlai, Stevenson Vote for Adlai. He’s not that other guy. Adlai Stevenson