Well, I don't think I can handle this
A cloudy day in Metropolis
I think I'll talk to my analyst
I got it so bad for this little journalist
It drives me up the wall and through the roof
Lois and Clark in a telephone booth
I think I'm going out of my brain
I got it so bad for little miss Lois Lane

Lois Lane please put me in your plan
Yeah, Lois Lane you don't need no Super Man
Come on downtown and stay with me tonight
I got a pocket full of kryptonite

He's Leaping buildings in a single bound
I'm reading Shakespeare at my place downtown
Come on downtown and make love to me
I'm Jimmy Olsen not a titan, you see
He's faster than a bullet, stronger than a train
He's the one who got lucky got his cape around miss Lois Lane
I can't believe my dilemma is real
I'm competing with the man of steel

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
Ain’t 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
Ain’t got no other
It's on the TV
The spin's on me...

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....

Forty or fifty horses
Lying in a lot.
Red raincoats and rifles,
An epidemic has been stopped.
Scientist speaks what are you
wondering about?
He got where he is by turning
Lab mice inside out.

The things we do
And have to do
The things I do for you
And what you do for me too
The "yeah, but I..."
And any other excuse
And if you take it for given
Then what's the use

All his possessions
Around him in his house,
Lying beside him his
Companion and his spouse.
And in the morning
He dress and go to hell.
All activated by
A little timer bell.

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.....

I know she got everything she wants
I know she got everything she needs
I know she needs me more than she knows

I know she got everything she wants
I know she got everything she needs
I know she needs me more than she knows

She come on so sweet and kind
I wonder if I'm on her mind
She always turns away
I know I'll get her...one of these days...

I know she got everything she wants
I know she got everything she needs
I know she needs me more than she knows

One, two, princes kneel before you
(that's what I said, now)
Princes, Princes who adore you
(Just go ahead, now)
One has diamonds in his pockets
(that's some bread, now)
This one, he wants to buy you rockets
(Ain't in his head, now)

This one, he got a princely racket
(That's what I said, now)
Got some big seal upon his jacket
(Ain't in his head, now)
Marry him, your father will condone you
(how bout that, now)
Marry me, your father will disown you
(he'll eat his hat, now)

Aww, marry him or marry me,
I'm the one that loves you baby can't you see?
Ain't got no future or a family tree,
But I know what a prince and lover ought to be,
I know what a prince and lover ought to be....

Said, if you want to call me baby
(Just go ahead, now)
An' if you want to tell me maybe
(Just go ahead, now)
If you wanna buy me flowers
(Just go ahead, now)
And if you want to talk for hours
(Just go ahead, now)

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

I'm quite contented to take my chances
Against the Guildensterns & Rosencrantses
It's a matter of Cain & Abel
And I can feel your knee underneath the table

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

See the pigeons peck & peck to pay the dues
They peck a little extra to resole their shoes
He's with the pigeons pecking crumbs
I'm on my deathbed bleeding with the cherubim

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

Ferocious angels send me falling stars
But I know just how dangerous wishes are
Ferocious angels watch me come and go
But I'm not too smart to go barging off of roof tops, though

Sit out September on the window sill
'Cause you can't drink wine from a two dollar bill
Saint Christopher lives on the end of a quill
Leave him a diamond in your last will

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

How could you want him when you know you could have me? (x4)

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....

You know how I tend to feel when nothing's happening
Like some big old bird so fat that he just can't fly
Far be it for me to be overreacting
My body hurts like hell and all I can do is wonder why

Like a man in prison, I'm occupied with busting out
I'm in no position said what are these walking blues about?

Hey Mary come play with me please forget your lessons
Pete's off with Captain Hook and with cutlasses they play
I got a feeling you and me get along fine
Down on the beach in the fresh air with a jug of wine

Like a man in prison I’m occupied with busting out....

Aww yeah, I claim to be infected
Aww yeah point me in the right direction
The situation it's got the best of me
I gotta go on, you know, I gotta be strong
But it's hard to exist......

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

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)

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'