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(//Skyway\\ information follows these lyrics) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Thanx to all of the people who made this file possible like the following: THE PEOPLE WHO LISTENED BY THE SPEAKERS Kip in Indiana (of course), Kathy in Mass., Rich in La., and the members of the Internet's Mats Fan Club, The Skyway THE PEOPLE WHO LISTENED & COMPARED TO WHAT THE ABOVE PEOPLE HAD DECIPHERED, GENERALLY AGREEING (OR GIVING IN TO THE MAJORITY) Aaron in Mnpls, Cynthia in Calif., Bob in Chicago (you owe me a Guiness), Erin in Somewhere, USA, Peter in Mpls. and everyone else I forgot, sorry. - Kip (Hill Druid) Additional help: Russ Somers ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Replacements Sorry Ma, Forgot To Take Out The Trash-@1981 Twin/Tone All songs by P. Westerberg, except as noted. Published by NAH Music ASCAP Takin A Ride ______________________________________________________________ Stay right there, go no further Don't get a doctor, don't get my mother It's too far to walk, gotta decide Turn around, we're takin' a ride So take another pill from your purse Take a little ride in a hearse We're takin a ride We're takin a ride We're takin a ride Going real fast, hanging out the window Drinking in the back seat, half the bottle/at full throttle The light was green, so was I The radio's blasting, turn that shit off 90 miles an hour, slidin' on grease I got my doubts we'll make it in one piece Just takin a ride We're takin a ride We're takin a ride Stay right there, go no further Don't get a doctor, don't get your mother Out of the car, your hands on the hood Takin a ride but it's doin' no good Careless ______________________________________________________________ Yeah Irresponsibility's my closest friend Forget my duty I couldn't give a shit (obliation) Tell my about the city ordinance Tell me that we're insubordinate Plan tomorrow, money to borrow I couldn't care less, care less Couldn't care less, care less I'm careless, careless And that's the way I stay I never pay attention, watch my step Never pay my bills, way in debt Tell my about the fuckin' ordinance Tell me that we're insubordinate Plan tomorrow, money to borrow I couldn't care less, care less Couldn't care less, care less So careless, careless Yeah that's the way I stay Stay Careless, careless .... Yeah careless is the way I'll stay Customer ______________________________________________________________ Tape's rolling......O.K. (I'm in love with the girl who works at the store where I'm nothing but a ...) Customer I'm a customer I'm a customer I'm a customer How about cigarettes? I'll take sugarless You sell Wondermint? I'm a customer I'm a customer I'm a customer Yeah, can I get change? Where're the twinkies? What's on sale? I'm a customer I'm a customer I'm a customer I love you BACKWARDS: I don't give a fuck, that's it. Hangin' Downtown ______________________________________________________________ I remember...ready? Well it gets about three, everything is swell C'mon down, c'mon what the hell I know a better TV, there ain't a whole lot to see When you're hangin' downtown Wait, date, no I can't go I gotta stick around, watch my show I know it's better than the TV, and there's a whole lot to see When you're hangin' downtown Bus stop, pimps and whores Liquor stores, Seventh Street, Sixth street Bus stop, bus stop, bus stop, bus stop, bus stop Anyway, I ain't got no place else to go Bus stop, bus stop, bus stop, bus stop It's about three, everything is swell Downtown, c'mon what the hell I know it's better than TV, ain't a whole lot to see When you're hangin' downtown Everybody hangin' downtown Hangin' downtown Downtown Kick Your Door Down ______________________________________________________________ 1,2,3,4 Your radio is playing rather loud It don't sound like me Your attitude seems so proud That don't bother me I'm gonna keep on knocking Gonna keep on pounding I'm gonna knock I'm gonna pound I'm gonna knock I'm gonna pound I'm gonna kick your door down Gonna kick your door down I wonder what goes on Behind closed doors I'm waiting outside your door Don't enter more Otto ______________________________________________________________ Everybody gotta go Otto, Otto Everybody gotta go Otto-to Everybody wants to know Otto, Otto Everybody wants to know Otto-to Tried to come over here Thought I might give her, give her a call Tried to phone my baby, give her a call But Otto, he went crazy He ripped the phone right off the wall I Bought A Headache ______________________________________________________________ And all I needed was just a breath of fresh air I want a, I want a folding chair St. Paul Civic Center Giving me a 8 dollar and 50 cent I bought a headache I bought a headache Headache Smoking marijuana and it's comin' out of my ears A long haired girl shakin' way past her years So come on, c'mon So come on, c'mon Allright, thank you, everybody feel alright? everybody happy? Rattlesnake (The Replacements) ______________________________________________________________ Cruisin' on my belly all night long, you gotta hold on You gotta hold on, you got a rattlesnake I'm a rattlesnake I Hate Music (The Replacements) ______________________________________________________________ Oh, no...O.K..tape's rolling...so what I hate music Sometimes I don't I hate music It's got too many notes I hate my high school Sometimes I went I hate music, man Never heaven sent Tommy says so Tommy says so Tommy says so Tommy says so so so so what I hate my father One day I won't I hate my father Just get off my back I hate music It's got too many notes Are you listening? So Tommy says so Tommy says so Tommy says so I hate music Sometimes I don't I hate my father One day I won't I hate music Turnin' me on I hate music Johnny's Gonna Die ______________________________________________________________ Johnny always takes more than he needs Knows a couple chords, knows a couple leads Johnny always needs more than he takes Forgets a couple of chords, forgets a couple of breaks And everybody tells me Johnny is hot Johnny needs something that he ain't got And Johnny's gonna die Johnny's gonna die Johnny's gonna die Everybody stares and everybody hoots Johnny always needs more than he shoots Standing by a beach and there ain't no lake He's got friends without no guts, friends that never ache In New York City, I guess it's cool when it's dark There's one sure way Johnny you can leave your mark Shiftless When Idle ______________________________________________________________ Everybody that's on my block They're tired of me that ain't no shock And I ain't got no idols I ain't got much taste I'm shiftless when I'm idle I got time to waste They tried to tell me that I should learn They told me it's best I wait my turn I can't wait forever I can't wait that long I'm shiftless when I'm idle I want to play this ... I'm shiftless when I'm idle I'm shiftless when I'm idle I'm shiftless I'm shiftless More Cigarettes ______________________________________________________________ I don't watch the TV, I watch the clock Party goin' up there on the block The neighbors complain that they can hear I smoke my cigarettes, drink my cola I need more cigarettes More cigarettes, I need Everybody's waiting, sitting on a stool Black leather jacket and she's oh so cool Everybody's waiting, they better show Chased out back all the way home At six o'clock batten the hatches We got cigarettes but ain't got no matches I put some holes in my filter, holes in my head I better ??? , I'm reading in bed I need more cigarettes Give me more cigarettes, I need Gotta get more cigarettes Don't Ask Why ______________________________________________________________ Really lost my good thing now Really lost my good thing You don't call, I don't cry You don't call and I and We know it's over now We know it's over The way I used to love her That's the way I hate it now The way I used to love ya Well, don't ask why Don't ask why Don't ask why You're goin' out of my mind I'm staying out of your Way I used to love ya That's the way I hate it now You know the way I used to love ya That's the way I hate it Don't ask why Don't ask why Don't ask why Don't don't don't ask why Don't don't don't ask why Way I used to love ya That's the way I hate it now You know the way I used to love ya That's the way I hate it now Don't ask why Don't ask why Don't ask why Don't ask why Why not? Something To Du ______________________________________________________________ Delivering noise Real tough boys What else have I got Half-priced drugs Stolen guitars What else is new It's somethin to du Somethin to du Well it ain't nothin new Stand around and sweat Girls you bet Sure beats working too / She'll be 22? / She'll be sweatin' too? Half my stuff's Broken guitars Blah blah blah Somethin to du Somethin to du It ain't nothin new It's somethin to ... du Somethin to du Somethin to du Nothin to It's somethin Delivering noise Real tough boys And what else have I got Half-priced drugs Stolen guitars When the weather's hot It's somethin to du It's somethin to du Said somethin to du Somethin to Husker Break the mould I'm In Trouble ______________________________________________________________ I gotta hide, I gotta run Try suicide, well that ain't no fun Oh you won't ever say that it's so You're in love and I'm in trouble Spend my cash, waste my time Take out the trash, not this time Well you won't never say that it's so You're in love and I'm in trouble I'm in You're in I'm in You're in Trouble I'm in You're in I'm in You're in Trouble Trouble Trouble Trouble I gotta hide, I better run I'll try suicide, no no no that ain't no fun You won't ever let me go You're in love and I'm in trouble Yeah Love You Till Friday ______________________________________________________________ Some girls are a pain in my life When they try to be my wife So some may come and some may go 'Round each night (I'll decide?) Just don't try to be my wife Oh no, I'll call you on Friday I'll call you on Saturday I'll love you till Friday Come on Some girls are a pain in my life When they try to be my wife So some may come and some may stay Out each night If they try to be my wife Oh no, I'll call you on Friday I'll call you on Saturday I'll love you till Friday Come on, come on Oh no I'll love you till Friday I'll call you on Friday I'll love you on Saturday On Friday On Friday On Friday On and on and on {I'll call you later} Shutup ______________________________________________________________ Well apathy's got a hold on me And it won't let go Tell me your problem, I'll tell you mine Motherfucker you're gonna know Well I can go for a change Go for a jog Tell me about your rock band Tell me about your job Shut up Shut up Shut up Well Tommy's too young Bobby's too drunk I only know/can shout one note Chris needs a watch to keep time We'll never find the time to vote And I can for a change Go for a job Tell me about your girlfriend Tell me about your job Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up Raised In The City ______________________________________________________________ Raised in the city Ready to run Cruise to the lake Fun fun fun Disinclined to groove around Raised in the city Raised on beers She gets rubber In all four gears Disinclined to lay down Get outa my way I can't see it Outa my way Can't see no band Raised in the city Ready to drop Cruise to the lake Call my pop Tell him that I'm doin' just fine Raised in the city Ready to listen Keep tellin' me What I been missin' Why don't you just sit down Get outa my way I can't see it Outa my way Can't see no band Raised in the city Ready to run Cruise to the lake Fun fun fun Disinclined to groove around Raised in the city Till I'm old Buy a car maybe When I'm old This my goddamn band/Fix my goddamn head Outa my way I can't see it Outa my way Can't see no band Outa my way I can't see it Outa my way Can't see no band @ 1981 NAH Music ASCAP ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- / // The\kyway \\ / skyway@novia.net ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (c) 1996 Bastards of Young (BOY/BetaOmegaYamma) Productions list manager: Matthew Tomich (matt@novia.net) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- SKYWAY SUBSCRIPTION/WEB PAGE INFORMATION Send all listserver commands in the body of a letter to "majordomo@novia.net" To subscribe to the //Skyway\\: subscribe skyway To unsubscribe from the //Skyway\\: unsubscribe skyway The //Skyway\\ web page: http://www.novia.net/~matt/sky/skyway.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Send submissions to: skyway@novia.net -------------------------------------------------------------------------------