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Carpal Tullar Theme Song
02:03
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Carpal Tullar needs a theme song
Like the birdies in the air need their wings on
And though he doesn't currently have one
It's rumored he'll eventually get one
Ladies you can leave your shirts on
He doesn't have a use for a fan club
All that he needs in life that he doesn't have is just
A song to briefly describe his situation
Carpal Tullar needs a theme song
Like the ladies of the evening need makeup
If he can get the people behind it
You know he will eventually find it
He doesn't need a show of attention
Or charitable standing ovation
All that he needs in life that he doesn't have is
Just a theme song
Carpal Tullar needs a theme song
Like a nation needs a national anthem
And if a tiny nation can have one
What is he but a tiny nation
He doesn't need to feel the wind blow
Or hang out of a second floor window
All that he needs in life that he doesn't have is just a theme song
To move him on
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Slipshod mouth agape and he stares
at a poster of a band he's a man who can covet in reverse
Spit shine clarinet in his hand a tiny flame flickers in
He could be blowing their mind if he had a turn
Look alive Mr. Frazier and band have got a show tonight
So get the room together so they can rehearse
Save the story how you're underemployed cause you've been
Soul-searching ever since you made a reservation to be heard
Strike up the band, Clarence, strike up the band
Always similar but never the same
He's got a key to the bus and he could hang
But it's not what they prefer
What they'd all really rather he do
Is get the truck backed up and get the dolly out and get to work
How many nevers are in never again
Oh, how many words are in his word that he's never to return
When he finally gets the truck to light
He admits to himself I can't play anything now but I can learn
So Mr. Head, Clarence strike up the band
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And if I ever told you what I want to know
Then you'd get away how you get away
And if I ever fathered figures on my own
Then you'd get away how you get away
How you get yourself away
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Planets
02:38
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Mercury the second hottest in degrees
Venus Venusian rocks seen by robot cosmonaut
Earth my favorite one give thanks to the rock you're standing on
Mars, red Mars the planet everyone seems to be landing on
Then it's said the gravitational pull between Jupiter and the Sun
Creates a space where planets can't be formed and thus the dust becomes the Asteroids
Jupiter measures twenty Earth diameters
Saturn its rings show off to Cassini Orbiter
Uranus blue-green has a most peculiar vertical ring
Neptune has winds that reach 1200 miles an hour
Pluto and its moon Charon canter on sometimes it's furthest out sometimes not
Planetoids in the Kuiper Belt are circling
Halo of debris and Pluto is just one of them
Billions further on in the Oort Cloud and let's not forget
The Sun providing all the gravity we orbit on
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Booker T. Washington
04:34
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Born at Hale's Ford, Virginia, April 1856 his father an unknown white man
His mother was a slave on the Burroughs' land
Who educated poverty
Having risen up from slavery in 1865
Who built his people up in industry
And became one of the greatest black Americans alive
Booker Taliaferro Washington was a celebrated diligent man
With his Tuskegee Normal and Industrial Institute
A steady revolution had been planned
He'd put the black in American
A visionary reconstructionist
Giving everything he had to bringing up the southern black
Known as the great accomodationist
He knew sacrificing early on would later pay them back
From General Armstrong at the Hampton institute
He learned the lessons he would learn to pay them back
Booker Taliaferro Washington
With book or trowel in his hand
Making it so people could enjoy a civil life
Booker T. was a productive man
He'd put the black in American
"A ship lost at sea for many days suddenly sighted a friendly vessel.
From the mast of the unfortunate vessel was seen a signal, water, water
we die of thirst! The answer from the friendly vessel at once came back,
Cast down your bucket where you are."
When he gave the Atlanta Compromise to an integrated audience September 95
He urged his brothers to back off from civil rights
Cast down your buckets where you are for the betterment he cried
In all things that are purely social we can be separate as the fingers
Yet one as the hand in all things essential to mutual progress
Critics like Du Bois declared he had made not much of a stand
Booker Taliaferro Washington
Had a controversial fight on his hands
His willingness to tolerate oppression from the whites
Made him difficult to understand
But Booker T. had a patient plan
Success is measured not so much by the position one has reached in life
As by the obstacles he's overcome
You will find that there are two ways to exert a person's strength
One is pushing down the other's pulling up
Booker Taliaferro Washington was a celebrated diligent man
He won the nation over but to say the very least
Booker T. was a focused highly optimistic man
Opposed by the Ku Klux Klan
The finest orator in all the land
With oration in high demand
Booker T. had a patient plan
He put the black in American
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The Moment
03:05
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A vision came to me I had to look I couldn't look away
Of what it would take to find myself in a perfect place again
But then I faltered and began to slip the vision went away
And though I would try to conjure it
It left me flat on my face again with all that I really need
I felt so helpless I felt oh so sick it kept me wide awake
To finally be so close to it left my feet to far to fall
But when I calmed and it was sinking in I knew what I had left to do
I readied myself to look for it and I found a purpose once again
And all that I really need would come to me when I'd leave
Through a doorway out into a street and into a crowded town below
Racing jagged like a broken arrow
Tracing all of my familiar steps and rattling on the doors and windows
Patient people coming out to follow
With every person that I knew in tow I turned around to look
The center of my whole universe was as it had been before
And then I saw what I thought I had lost I knew it right away
I'd never again need anything because they let me fall behind
With all that I really need
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Lullaby to Science
01:43
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Sulfa Drugs
04:22
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I was sitting on the lonely ground thinking what would we do
If it eventually came around people what would we do
Without sulfa drugs
Know that all the time you'd have left would be burden
If you think far ahead you'd be definitely learning don't you think
Without sulfa drugs
Too much is never enough
I was sitting on an angry chair thinking what would we do
If it eventually wasn't there people what would we do
Without sulfa drugs
Know that all the time you'd have left would be burden
If you think far ahead you'd be definitely learning don't you think
Without sulfa drugs
Too much is never enough
I think that we should meter it out
Because in current supply it couldn't go very far
I know you said addiction is bad
But when could innocent wanting ever hurt anyone
I guess you think it could but it's so hard
I guess you think I'm taking it too far
To be sitting on the angry ground thinking what would we do
If it eventually came around people what would we do
Without sulfa drugs
Know that all the time you'd have left would be burden
If you think far ahead you'd be definitely learning don't you think
Without sulfa drugs
Too much is never enough
In a basement by yourself
Apothecary you open up
When you have water to fill your cup
You'll be filling the years to come
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1976 Dart Lite
04:29
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If I lived to be a hundred one would it be all right to die
And if I were to build a Pontiac would it bring a tear to my eye
And if I wrecked and were to break my neck
Would I be the last in line
To duck inside where you could prop me up
And I would blythely pretend to drive
In my 1976 Dart Lite, it's one year younger than I
One year longer that I've known myself
and I've known myself all my life
In my 1976 Dart Lite they made it in 75
Only one year after they made me myself
And I've known myself like no one else
And I'm just so glad I can drive
My fair-weather friends say I should pimp it out
As they gather all around
And fill me up with what it could be like
If it were half an inch off the ground
Sportalific stripe or undercarriage light
Running loudly down the side
There is no doubt that I would pimp myself
Before I put that shit on my ride
On my 1976 Dart Lite, it's one year younger than I
One year longer that I've known myself
And I've known myself all my life
In my 1976 Dart Lite they made it in 75
Only one year after they made me myself
Though I may live a while and be reckless I'll
Never again be too young to drive
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Michael Cades
03:11
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I joined a band with a guy named Michael Cades
Though we knew we sounded bad we stuck to it anyway
And now in my defense I think he may have been strange
Was it something that we said
Would it happen anyway
Cause we were done before it ever could begin
The strangest of anything I've ever been in
He's upped and gone he took his amp and ran away
And we're short one tell us if you see Michael Cades
It wasn't long when he took us on the road
Drove us 700 miles to play one and only show and now when
When we arrived and they said we couldn't play
Something happened in his head and he turned and drove away
And we were done before it ever could begin
The strangest of anything I've ever been in
He's upped and gone he took his amp and ran away
And we're short one tell us if you see Michael Cades
Michael Cades have you been OK
Have you been brushing your teeth with a cigar
Did you make it out of Chestertown
Are you buried in your girlfriend's yard
For some of us well there is no other way
Than to say nothing at all when there's nothing left to say
How bout that poor little guy he couldn't stay
That was it for me and John and our walk with Michael Cades
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If you guessed all the secrets that I've got
And you found all the evil that I'm not
Then you'd get away how you get away
How you get yourself away
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Fantastic Freak
04:03
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Give me a room and send me a bill
And I'll talk out loud for hours
Or send me along and I'll wish very loud
And I'm giving you the decision
And I want you to laugh with vision
And I know you will have permission
And I know you will laugh at me but know that
I want to be your Yoko Ono I want to be your plastic bag yeah
To hell with Superman I just want to follow you around and
I want to be a fantastic freak
In a moment you'd guess my mission
But it won't make it less perdition
And I want to confess my coup de foudre
And now I'm carrying a phone so you won't be allowed out of my jurisdiction
But there's no need to call with me hovering around
And I want to relay my position
I want a part to create fruition
Though I may be too late you need to know that
I want to be your red banana I want to be your passion fruit
To hell with common sense restraint or moderation
I want to be a fantastic freak
When she said her goodbye oh how was she to know
But I guess I really drove it home when I refused to let her go
Outside the door I'll wait for the police to come and call me home
But even as I turn to go I'll throw another lonely rock at your window
Though everything's disposable
You can't just dispose of a perfect freak
And I want to collapse with vision
I want to meet my other half with collision
And I know you will laugh at me but know that
I want to be your sole protectorate I want to be your fascist pig yeah
To hell with Superman pan band and the rich bananas
I want to be a fantastic freak
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If I lived to be a hundred one would it be all right to die
And if I built a Pontiac would it bring tears to its eye
And if I wrecked and broke my neck
Would I be the last in line
To duck inside where you could prop me up
And I'd blythely pretend to drive
In my '76 Dart Lite, only one year younger than I
Only one year longer that I've known myself into a life
and I've known myself all my life
Fair-weather friends say I should pimp it out
And gather all around
To fill me up with what it could be like
A half inch off the ground
With a detail stripe or chassis light
Running down the side
There is no doubt that I would pimp myself
Then put that on my ride
On my '76 Dart Lite, only one year younger than I
Only one year longer that I've known myself
and I've known myself all my life
In my '76 Dart Lite they made it in 1975
Only one year after they made me myself into a life
Though I may live a while and be reckless I'll
Never again be too young to drive
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