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Dr. Acula:
:timeout:

none-ya:
The Shadow Government  
By: They Might Be Giants  
Written: 2007  

Driving home from my meth lab
Realized something had changed
Looked in the sky
Saw with my eye
The moon was following me

Where's the shadow government when you need it?
Where's the shadow government?
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad world

Sifting through the confetti
I picked up my broken phone
Looked in the crack
Somebody waved back
Just sitting on their somebody throne

Where's the shadow government when you need it?
Where's the shadow government?
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad

[Cowering citizens:] [The shadow government:]
"Up the library steps
Up the library steps
Up the library steps
Up the library steps "Here comes
Up the library steps The Humvee
Up the library steps The Humvee"
Up the library steps"

Crawling out of the flophouse
I saw the mayor stealing my junk
I doth protest, citizen's arrest
Now my body's in his trunk

Where's the shadow government when you need it?
Where's the shadow government?
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad
 

Froderik:
The hand is gone
But the grip remains
The eye is gone
But the gaze remains
The brain is gone
But the idea remains
And when the feet are gone
The path will still remain

The lung is gone
But the breath remains
The heart is gone
But its beat remains
The throat is gone
But the voice remains
And when the mouth is gone
The word will still remain

The nerves are gone
But the signal remains
The veins are gone
But the river remains
The knee is gone
But the joint remains
And when the spine is gone
The junction will remain

The skull is gone
But the house remains
The hips are gone
But the seed remains
The womb is gone
But the vacuum remains
And when the mind is gone
The broadcast still remains

So thankful receiving it
So thankful retrieving it
So thankful to walk through it
So thankful to breathe in it
I'm so thankful I'm walking
Thankful to be treading the face of this earth
with you all
Yes I am

SEKTO:
I just decided that Heart's "Magic Man" is my new theme song.  Dig it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vlAdMeZSfw

Cold, late night so long ago
when I was not so strong you know
A pretty man came to me
I never seen eyes so blue
You know, I could not run away it seemed
we'd seen each other in a dream
Seemed like he knew me....he looked right through me....yeah

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"you don't have to love me yet, let's get high awhile
But try to understand...try to understand
Try, try, try to understand.....I'm a magic man"

Winter nights we sang in tune
Played inside the months of moon
"Never think of never..let this spell last forever"
Well, summer lover passed to fall
tried to realize it all
Mama says she's worried..growing up in a hurry

"Come on home, girl" Mama cried on the phone
"Too soon to lose my baby yet, my girl should be at home"
But try to understand....try to understand
Try, try, try to understand..he's a magic man, Mama...ah...he's a magic man

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"I cast my spell of love on you, a woman from a child"
But try to understand...try to understand..
Oh...oh....try, try, try to understand....
He's a magic man....oh....he's got the magic hands

(solos) OoooOooo's over top

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"You don't have to love me yet, let's get high awhile"
But try to understand....try to understand
Try, try, try to understand...he's a magic man.....yeah...oh......

Froderik:
God Loves A Drunk


Will there be any bartenders up there in heaven?
Will the pubs never close? Will the glass never drain?
No more DTs and no shakes and no horrors
The very next morning, you feel right as rain

'Cause God loves a drunk, lowest of men
Like the dogs in the street and the pigs in the pen
But a drunk's only trying to get free of his body
And soar like an eagle high up there in heaven
His shouts and his curses they are just hymns and praises
To kick-start his mind now and then
O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen

Does God really care for your life in the suburbs?
Your dull little life full of dull little things
And bring up the babies to be just like daddy
And maybe I'll be there when he gives out the wings

But God loves a drunk, although he's a fool
Oh he wets in his pants and he falls off his stool
And he can't hear the insults, and whispers go by him
As he leans in the doorway and he sings sally racket
He can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body
And soak through his clothes to the skin
O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen

Will there be any pen-pushers up there in heaven?
Does crawling and wage-slaving win you God's love?
I pity you worms with your semis and pensions
If you think that'll get you to the kingdom above

Oh God loves a drunk, although he's a clown
Oh you can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down
But he don't give a curse for what people think of him
He screams at his demons alone in the darkness
He's staying alive for just one more pint bottle
Won't you throw him a few pennies, friend?
Ah God loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen

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