1 HEAD CARRIER



Head carrier, head carrier, Hey, Rusty come hold Luther’s hand, It’s deja-vu it’s not like I planned, Looks I’m going where I’ve already been, I’m going down the drain again, Head carrier, Head carrier, Is this really worth it? I got a prison cough, A three-headed monster cut Denny’s head right off, You can’t be too chill you can’t be too zen, I’m going down the drain again, I’m going down the drain again, I’m going down the drain again, Up the hill to have him killed, And he still hadn’t died, He talked awhile and walked six mile, Down to riverside, Head carrier (x2)







2 CLASSIC MASHER



Saw you coming my way put my nose in a book, Saw you coming my way put my nose in a book, Some crap that you gave me or something that I took, Man, he looked so good it had to be ooze leather, He’s so together oozing like I never could, I bet he’s a classic masher, He toot toots when he likes the view, Tete-a-tete with his haberdasher, They talk boots while they’re laughing at you, He’s playing dumb while you’re looking at clothes, Straightening his hat Mr. Shnook ho-hum, I shoulda shook his hand I never used to feel bad, Never felt so blue guess I never amused you, I bet he’s a classic masher, He toot toots when he likes the view, Tete-a-tete with his haberdasher, They talk boots while they’re laughing at you (x4)







3 BAAL’S BACK



I bet you thought that I was dead and gone, You wouldn’t know that something’s even on, And when you’re lying on the silver tracks, No difference to me, You don’t know that you’re a sacrifice, All my love has turned back into ice, People, when the sky is turning black, You’ll know that it’s me, Are you saving? Are you saving it for me? Are you saving all your precious love for me? Are you saving? Are you saving it for me? Are you saving all your precious love for me? Baal’s back, I bet you thought that I was dead and gone, You wouldn’t know that something’s even on, People, when the sky is turning black, You’ll know that it’s me Are you saving? Are you saving it for me? Are you saving all your precious love for me? Are you saving? Are you saving it for me? Are you saving all your precious love for me? Baal’s back (x3)







4 MIGHT AS WELL BE GONE



You’re the chosen one, But I could use a change, Even golden suns, Find the end of their reign, You might as well be gone, Yeah, you might as well be gone, That’s my speech, That’s my song, On the street tonight, But the bars are all closed, We could meet tonight, But you’re only a ghost, You might as well be gone, You might as well be gone, Yeah, you might as well be gone, That’s my speech, That’s my song, You might as well be gone (x4), That’s my speech, That’s my song







5 OONA



Her place was like an eyrie, The fall seems very scary, Down to the strand, Please, I wanna be in your band, I see her body swaying, I hear her fingers playing, Her parlor grand, Please, I wanna be in your band, Oona I will await destruction, Oona I will await destruction, My owner, I’m Oona’s, And automatic writing, I hear they have it nightly, And wild jams, Please, I wanna be in your band (x2) Oona I will await destruction, Oona I will await destruction, My owner, I’m Oona’s, The fall seems very scary, Down to the strand, Please, I wanna be in your band, Please, I wanna be in your band (x2), Oona I will await destruction, Oona I will await destruction, My owner, I’m Oona’s







6 TALENT



I met this real cool dude today, Looking like Jack Palance, He said I wanna get through to you, And help you find your talent, He said that if I had a certain style, Then stuff would start to happen, He said that soon he was going away, ‘Cause he’s a major talent, Talent - fighting on the Eastside, Talent - taking on the Westside, Talent - fucking up the Northside, He’s a major talent, Talent - fighting on the Eastside, Talent - taking on the Westside, Talent - fucking up the Northside, He’s a major talent, I said he was getting through to me, And I would take his challenge,, And maybe soon I’d be taking off, ‘Cause I had certain talents, Talent - fighting on the Eastside, Talent - taking on the Westside, Talent - fucking up the Northside, I’m a major talent, Talent - fighting on the Eastside, Talent - taking on the Westside, Talent - fucking up the Northside, I met this dude today, Down in the sewers of Paris, Was hiding from the sun, What a waste of talent







7 TENEMENT SONG



The drumsticks were his treasure trove, Found in the ashes of The Coconut Grove, Hey, man, can you give me something? Hey, man, did you give me something? Hey, man, nothing comes from nothing, Hey, man, something came from somewhere, Hey, man, it’s a tenement song, It’s there on the tip of your tongue, Let’s play on a tenement song, On and on and on, Tenement song, It’s a tenement song, Tall bottle and one more smoke, Tenement song, She lived through the fire but the piano got broke, It’s a tenement song, Hey, man, can you give me something? Hey, man, did you give me something? Hey, man, nothing comes from nothing, Hey, man, something came from somewhere, Hey, man, it’s a tenement song, It’s there on the tip of your tongue, Let’s play on a tenement song, On and on and on, Hey, man, it’s a tenement song, It’s there on the tip of your tongue, Let’s play on a tenement song, On and on and on







8 BEL ESPRIT



He did his little dance, There up in the north of Spain, Danced all the way to France, Just to try and bring her rainThat’s the way of this man, He rolled away the stone, With a plastic crucifix, ‘Cause he’d rather get his kicks, Than be here all alone, That’s the way of this man, He’s not much of a bel esprit, She can’t seem to understand him, A bit more like a chimpanzee, She thinks he has no soul, ’Cause he never learned to crawl, That’s the way of this man, And he can only sing, Of his incipient love, That’s the way of this man, He’s not much of a bel esprit, She can’t seem to understand him, A bit more like a chimpanzee, That’s the way of this man (x4)







9 ALL I THINK ABOUT NOW



I try to think about tomorrow, But I always think about the past, About the things that didn’t last, If I could go to the beginning, Then for sure I would be another way, Make it better for today, If I could go to the beginning, I would be another way, Make it better for today, Remember when we were happy? If I’m late can I thank you now? I’m gonna try anyhow, I remember we were happy, That’s all I think about now, That’s all I think about now, I remember we were happy, That’s all I think about now, If you have any doubt, I want to thank you anyhow







10 UM CHAGGA LAGGA



I’m headed south but kinda west, Up around the bend one more breath, Standing tall in the rows of corn, Like, Cora Pearl at ten in the ‘morn, Um chagga lagga on the side of the road, Um chagga lagga in the Languedoc, Black coal night in Wallonia sticks, Saw your red light burn for like twenty clicks, Um chagga lagga on the side of the road, Um chagga lagga in Wallonia sticks, But I’ll keep on driving, Don’t get mixed up in shit, You could get used to it, I lost my way in the Tramontane, ‘Cause that crazy stuff got in my brain, So I walked the marsh at Bouche De Rhone, And all night long I heard you moan, Um chagga lagga on the side of the road, Um chagga lagga at Bouche De Rhone, But I’ll just keep on walking, It’s starting to hit me, They’re coming to get me, Um chagga lagga on the side of the road, Um chagga lagga at Bouche De Rhone, Um chagga lagga at the gravy station, Um chagga lagga in San Antone, Um chagga lagga on the side of the road (x6), They’re coming to get me







11 PLASTER OF PARIS



You look like a praying mantis, You could say that the bug is man, Big joke or a small disaster, Last chance before they give it the plaster, Paint my picture and I’ll paint you, You’re not like others you ain’t, Running down the hill I thought I passed her, Last chance before they give it the plaster, I can’t dance but I don’t wanna bore ya, Last line from the cephalaphore, I’ll be the son of a son of a son of a bastard, Last chance before they give it the plaster, Big joke or a small disaster, Last chance before they give it the plaster







12 ALL THE SAINTS



All the saints that I love, Some below some above, From this world they were torn, From their seed I was born, Wondering why I’m still here, Too many times I had fear, Trying to be near you