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next song Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite What Time Is It?
(Spin Doctors)
What time is it?
Four thirty
It's not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early

President, he sweat through his talcum
News paper man, he watch like a falcon
"Ah, look...daddy-o...sorry, Mr. President...where ya been?"
Use a little english to doctor the spin

What time is it?
Four thirty
It's not late, naw, naw,
just early, early, early

It's my bread and butter
Ainít got no other
It's on the TV
The spin's on me...

Ayatollah, he's hopping mad
Jibber about some damn jihad
Send me back to old Baghdad
Spin Doctor its oh so sad

What time is it?
Four thirty
It's not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early

It's my bread and butter
Ainít got no other
It's on the TV
The spin's on me...
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Off My Line
(Bell/Schenkman/Spin Doctors)
I've been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don't seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I've gotten rid of expectations
that I used to have
And we don't get along and it really ain't so bad

Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door

Alone in my room
I lay awake and dream
I'm sleeping half awake I got to
Try to explain
That I don't need your love and it
Means this much to me
I don't need your love woman won't you see

Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door

She must not realize
What this means to me
I figured out her disguise
Hey, mama, I'm not dreaming
(she's way off reality)

I've been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don't seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I've gotten rid of expectations
That I used to have
And we don't get along and it really ain't so bad
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Freeway Of The Plains
(Spin Doctors)
You said the price was final,
But you're willing to haggle
I fold my arms and wait for you,
But you treat me like the rabble.

'Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn't no dove, just a white pigeon.
There's a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.

Kicked in the ass and thinking
Just to never do correction,
And when it comes to the gadgets, baby,
I hope I made the right selection.

'Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn't no dove, darlin', just a white pigeon.
There's a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.

Atlas shrugged here on Planet Claire,
With his lead umbrella for the acid rain.
He put the Earth down, and stuck out his thumb,
And he hitched a ride out on the Freeway of the Plains.

Won't you bury my body
By the broken dam of reason,
And when you chisel my epitaph,
Leave out the part about the treason.

'Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn't no dove, just a white pigeon.
There's a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Lady Kerosene
(Spin Doctors)
I saw you sighing by your window bright,
Touch my heart to be your acolyte
Sip fire-water from the golden cup
Drinks at my bedside, as I'm burning up.

Lady Kerosene, I can see the wreckage now,
Drinking gasoline, you keep on pumpin' it out somehow.

Now I'm at Ashland, baby, far away
I'm just a cinder of a summer's day.
Lady Kerosene, Prometheus' evil daughter;
You know what I mean,
I even asked him for a glass of water.

I always thought it was a gentle notion
I flew across the Atlantic Ocean
Rain is different there across the sea
it hits the Earth a little differently
Windshield wipers keep a steady time
Crosswords among the cliffs of lime
Beyond horizon and the clouds of devotion
Comes sunset's tendons from your crimson sun

Lady Kerosene (repeat 4 times)
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Yo Baby
(Spin Doctors)
Well you think there's a problem with your sink
But your baby been lookin' in the pink
I said your drain been clogged for quite a while
But there's something new in your baby's smile

I said piss and moan you know its a bummer
Yo baby's been sleepin with your plumber
Na Na Na Na Na.....

Yeah, you bought a new truck and it goes real fast
Said your baby brought it in for a little bit of new crank shaft
She's been taking it back now every week
She like to hear your shock absorbers moan and squeak

I said everybody's laughing, they think its a panic
Yo baby's been sleepin with your mechanic
Na Na Na Na Na

You took her to a club she said she's never been to
'Cause you thought it might be a nice thing to do
But you saw she was up to the same old game -
When the whole band knew her first, last, and middle name

I said you're pissed off 'cause you didn't see
Yo baby slept with everybody including me
Na Na Na Na Na....
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Little Miss Can't Be Wrong
(Spin Doctors)
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot happier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do
She want one man made of Hercules and Cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll
songs?

Other peoples' thoughts they ain't your hand-me-downs
Would it be so bad to simply turn around
You cook so well, all nice and French
You do you brain surgery too, with a monkey wrench

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong...

I hope those cigarettes gonna make you cough
Hope you hear this song and it pissed you off
I take that back I hope your doing fine
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong....
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Shinbone Alley
(Spin Doctors)
Moonlight through the chicken wire, humming windowpane,
Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drain
Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth some seams
Denim shadows shuffle in between the beams.

Different strokes for different folks so
Mind your manner and easy on the ethnic jokes
It's a dumbbell curve, your trying to tally,
All the way down to shin bone alley

Streets are metacarpal and flesh of asphalt calm
Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete palm
Yellow lit apartment trickle through the drapes
Windows frame each history hidden even from the fire escapes
Sullen winter sparrow lends wing to expanse of grey
Six-thirty-two in the morning on Thanksgiving day
And the bums they hit their corners, the thunderbird rubs their bones
And the crack addicts stare at the snowflakes zigzagging down to greet jones

Different strokes for different folks so.....

Seven-thirty-two on the same day, your bare feet on the parquet
And the light so papery white shining past the microwave
Knuckles to eyeballs and elbows on the table
Spend the day gazing from the window gable....
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Refrigerator Car
(Spin Doctors)
Your heart is a refrigerator car
It's cold and it never waits
Frozen breath and frostbite
Stacked, unopen crates

You never loved your frozen freight
Perishables and bloodless meat
You rolling snowball soul of sleet
You never wait....

You roll across desert
And clack across the sand
Though snakes may fry outside
Flowers crumble petrified in your hand
Your heart's a paid-off porter
You lied to spare your soul
With one are you bow your brains out
With the other you dig the hole

You never loved your frozen freight......

Grey ice in your hinges
Sliding doors shut frozen locked
Airtight every tiny hole
With hard white putty blocked

You never loved your frozen freight.....
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Sweet Widow
(Spin Doctors)
Zephyr through the awning shadow
Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves
Rest yourself my weeping widow
With the your news of grave defeat
With the shafts of each fraction
Beneath your head in rays of hair
Fire hand the mango nectar
And the news is good

Sleep oh,
Sleep oh,
Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep
Lay down your head and

Across these fields of amber grain
Never that we've reached the dawn
You whispered that your vows to him
Were crushed as the shafts we played upon
Then came the news, I knew it'd come
It was a cruel and clever thief
Devised this cunning tragedy
Stole you for me to love sweetpea

Sleep oh,
Sleep oh,
Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep
Lay down your head and

(repeat above verse and chorus)
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Stepped On A Crack
(Spin Doctors)
It's a funny way to tell you baby,
What could I do?
I've been talkin to the preacher,
And he sent me to you.
There's a penny on the sidewalk,
But you stepped on a crack
Mama's singing in the kitchen,
But she's clutchin' her back
There's a funny wind a-blowin'
Down the rays you your hair
Everybody doin' cartwheels baby,
But you're still in bed
You can tell me it's your nature, girl
But I don't buy that
I can tell you like to lie
Just by the tilt of your hat

One guy's laughing,
One guy's weeping,
One guy's twitchin'
And you lay sleeping

Tell me why you sleeping baby
One guy's laughing, mama,
One guy's weeping,
One guy's twitchin' down on the floor, mama
Tell me why you sleeping baby

I've been talking in the kitchen,
And I'm skinning a cat
I know you you wanna see my jackknife,
But I'm using a bat
Put the mutton on the table,
There's a fork by your plate
Someone told me you're starving,
But I know you just ate.

One guy's laughing,
One guy's weeping,
One guy's twitchin'
And you lay sleepin'
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Yo Mama's A Pajama
(Spin Doctors)
CHORUS:
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends

I once knew a girl with a funky doo-wop
Spent all her money just to look like a mop.

Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends

Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama

I love myself, I think I'm grand.
I like to sit and hold my hand
When I grow up I'll marry me,
And somehow form a little family

CHORUS

Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama

Yo ma, Yo pa, yo greasy grandma,
She got a big behind like frankenstein,
She go beep beep beep down Sesame Street.

CHORUS

Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama

Ain't she sweet;
She get on down the street (x4)

CHORUS

I once knew a girl with a funky doo-wop
She spent all her money just to look like a mop.

CHORUS

I ask you very con-fidenti-al-ly
Spin Doctors: Turn It Upside Down previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Rosetta Stone
(Spin Doctors)
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot happier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do
She want one man made of Hercules and Cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll
songs?

Other peoples' thoughts they ain't your hand-me-downs
Would it be so bad to simply turn around
You cook so well, all nice and French
You do you brain surgery too, with a monkey wrench

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong...

I hope those cigarettes gonna make you cough
Hope you hear this song and it pissed you off
I take that back I hope your doing fine
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong....

Rosetta Stone

Take the lowest common denominator,
The tiniest grain of sand.
Like the first digit of our fingers
Points back to the whole hand.

Follow the spear flight
Hurled with any lateral
Throw it on the clifftop
Weaves over the battle
Pill of wax descending the candle
Late at night,
You'd feel a rise at this mantle

The catalyst or the detonator
The place where it all again
The bottom floor of the elevator,
The grandfather of the middleman.

Follow the spear flight
Hurled with any lateral
Throw it on the clifftop
Weaves over the battle
Pill of wax descending the candle
Late at night,
You'd feel a rise at this mantle

Waxing givers
Slip between the sheets of minds.
Rosetta stone
Like the skeleton
Reassembled bone by bone by bone by bone

Follow the spear flight
Hurled with any lateral
Throw it on the clifftop
Weaves over the battle
Pill of wax descending the candle
Late at night,
You'd feel a rise at this mantle