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Rachel Getting Buried
02:17
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You've had your wedding, now it's time to feast
Your parents went home and so did the priest
The moon is full and our bellies are empty
Here's that tape that your brother lent me
Suck your blood, down to the bone
It's 1987 and we don't have cell phones
Rachel getting burrrriieeeeeeedd
Things are getting scary
Hands are getting haaiirrrryyyyyy
And I don't wanna stop just yet
Out in the desert in the countryside
There's nowhere to run and there's nowhere to hide
Count your blessings as we count your steps
Eating salad dressing off of burning flesh
Pat that mound, cover your chest
It's 1987 and we don't have Mapquest
Rachel getting burrrriieeeeeeedd
Things are getting scary
Hands are getting haaiirrrryyyyyy
And I don't wanna stop just yet
Baby, I tried to warn you... but you invited me in and never questioned my lack of reflection or... why I disappear every month. I'm sorry, baby, but... I can't ccooONTROLL IT ANYMOROORRREEEE
Rachel getting burrrriieeeeeeedd
Things are getting scary
Hands are getting haaiirrrryyyyyy
And I don't wanna stop just yet
Rachel getting burrrriieeeeeeedd
Things are getting scary
Hands are getting haaiirrrryyyyyy
And I don't wanna stop just yet
And I don't wanna stop just yet
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2. |
Coffee Table Crook
02:20
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You're a coffee table crook and I'm honored just to be by your side
Now you really got me shook and I'm running for the trees to hi-ide
It may be too late for me, but you run on ahead
Take the gear and money and just leave me for dead
I was not cut out for this, but you still have a chance
Take this bracelet off my wrist and give it to my dad
You're a coffee table crook and I'm honored just to be by your side
Now you really got me shook and I'm running for the trees to hi-ide
We met in a shady bar overlooking gray
You still had an 80s car and I guess that's okay
I thought I could handle this (walking by your side)
But now I got my candle lit and I'm ready to die
Don't pray for me
I'll always be a part of you, wind through the trees
Don't stop or slow, know where to go
Your guiding light in the darkest night
You're a coffee table crook and I'm honored just to be by your side
Now you really got me shook and I'm running for the trees to hi-ide
You're a coffee table crook and I'm honored just to be by your side
Now you really got me shook and I'm running for the trees to hi-ide
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3. |
New York Intellectual
02:14
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I go down to Bartholomew's to borrow giant books
I like to read until I'm blue, then I like to dance and cook
I've lived in New York all my life every since I moved last year
We only have red wine inside, go somewhere else for beer
I'm just a New York intellectual trying to be effectual
I got too much on my mind, did you even read the Times?
I'm just a New York intellectual
I go downtown to Mary Beth's and ask where we went wrong
I can't believe I failed her test, so now I'm writing this song
She says I'm pretentious and not as smart as I think
I can quote the '19 census but I can't unclog a sink
I'm just trying to live a life most ethical
I throw my mask away in a receptacle
My degree from Harvard keeps me warm at night
But I still see your face when I turn out the light
I'm just a New York intellectual trying to be effectual
I got too much on my mind, did you even read the Times?
I'm just a New York intellectual
And you can't get better than me
You can't get better than me
You can't get better than me
You can't get better than me
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4. |
Sally Takes the Train
02:54
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Sally takes the train back home and cries along the way
Strangers try to comfort her but she says she's okay
Through the night, and the day, pouring rain
Sally sees her friends from school and they are still the same
One works at his dad's law firm, the others play the game
They get beers, she gets laid, can't complain
I drive home but
Sally takes the train, endangered
I'm alone but
Sally takes the train with strangers
I go slow but
Sally takes the train, it's safer
Sally takes the train, I hate her
Sally gets in bed and goes to sleep but doesn't dream
Pressure fills her head and all she has to do is scream
But she just snores, 'cause tonight she's the queen
I drive home but
Sally takes the train, endangered
I'm alone but
Sally takes the train with strangers
I go slow but
Sally takes the train, it's safer
Sally takes the train, I hate her
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5. |
Restaurant Water
02:51
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Things have been getting weird
I trimmed my hair but I grew my beard
Where's the bathroom, I feel sickly
They call me Cactus 'cause I'm so prickly
Eating in a little tent, me and all my twenty friends
Things are fine, so why me panic?
Like I'm on a cliff in a hammock
'Cause that restaurant water's just a little bitter
and my friend talks loud, I tell her she's a spitter
The guy in the back is giving me looks
and I watch TV instead of reading books
Leaving now, vision blurred
A plane, a man, it's just a bird
Cars all stopping, "Are you okay?"
I'm falling all over, get out of my way
Eating in a little tent, me and all my twenty friends
Things are fine, so why me panic?
Like I'm on a cliff in a hammock
'Cause that restaurant water's just a little bitter
and my friend talks loud, I tell her she's a spitter
The guy in the back is giving me looks
and I watch TV instead of reading books
I'm back home, settle down
Just me, myself, and a scary clown
Please come over, I need help
Near the restaurant, it's on Yelp
'Cause that restaurant water's just a little bitter
and my friend talks loud, I tell her she's a spitter
The guy in the back is giving me looks
and I watch TV instead of reading books
That restaurant water's just a little bitter
and my friend talks loud, I tell her she's a spitter
The guy in the back is giving me looks
and I watch TV instead of reading books
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I'm steppin' foot in your brain, take a look
And I'm really likin' what I'm seein'
I'm rootin' around in your heart, pound for pound
And it's so pure I just can't believe it
Other people say that they are virtuous
But when the time comes, they just run away
If you open doors, then you are courteous
So when I open yours I hope you stay
I'm steppin' foot in your brain, take a look
And I'm really likin' what I'm seein'
I'm rootin' around in your heart, pound for pound
And it's so pure I just can't believe it
I'm just a boy from Texarkana
You're just a girl from Albuquerq'
I'd let you borrow my bandana, but I've heard it doesn't really work
I didn't pass my science test or my anatomy
And when I see you crying in bed, I hope that you're not mad at me
I'm steppin' foot in your brain, take a look
And I'm really likin' what I'm seein'
I'm rootin' around in your heart, pound for pound
And it's so pure I just can't believe it
I can't believe it
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7. |
Summer Evening
02:38
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I went down on a summer evening to watch the sea
I saw a man with a shotgun pleading, "Save my teeth"
He pulled the trigger and his head got bigger
Teeth sprinkled the sand
I picked 'em up and I put 'em in my truck 'cause they didn't fit in my hand
Drove around on a summer evening
Looking for a place to go
The sky was pink and my nose was bleeding
Guess I'll die alone, die alone
I went back on a summer evening to clear my mind
They put tape where the man was bleeding 'cause it was a crime
They took my word, all that I heard
It was the truth
They'll never know that after I went home, I cradled a tooth
Drove down on a summer evening
Looking for a place to go
The sky was pink and my nose was bleeding
Guess I'll die alone, die alone
Die alone
Die alone
Die alone
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8. |
Making out with Medusa
02:50
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Making out with Medusa
I wanna open my eyes
Watching the new Dinesh D'Souza
I wanna open my mind
The sky is burning, the world keeps turning
And I'm just yearning for truth
The clouds are parting, my dog keeps farting
We're on our way to Duluth
Sleeping next to Medusa
I gotta keep them shut
Playing a song on a tuba
And it sounds like butt
Waiting up for Medusa
She hears me groan
I sneak a little peek now
And I turn to stone
The sky is burning, the world keeps turning
And I'm just yearning for truth
The clouds are parting, my dog keeps farting
We're on our way to Duluth
I'm fine being in the carbonite
Life was getting pretty dull
I like being all alone with my thoughts that ring inside of my skull
Saying bye to Medusa
And I'm going insane
This ain't what I'm used to
And I feel your pain
The sky is burning, the world keeps turning
And I'm just yearning for truth
The clouds are parting, my dog keeps farting
We're on our way to Duluth
The sky is burning, the world keeps turning
And I'm just yearning for truth
The clouds are parting, my dog keeps farting
We're on our way to Duluth
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9. |
Call Me If You're Crying
02:42
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Call me if you're crying
And I'll make it all better
I'll put on my sweater and drive in my Jetta
Through the cold
Call me if you're crying
Teleparty a rom com
It might feel like a swan song when I'm waving my pom poms
Growing old
Call me if your life don't make no sense
Call me if you can't walk past the fence
Call me if your days all blend to one
Call me just for fun
Call me if you're laughing
'Cause I wanna come laugh, too
I did a bit of a snafu when I slipped in your bathroom
Down and out
Call me if you're laughing
We'll laugh all together
I'll take off my sweater, I parked my Jetta
Safe and sound
Call me if you just want to hang out
Call me if you need some time to pout
Call me if you're roaring like a lion
Call me if you're crying
Call me if you're crying
Call me if you're CRYing
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10. |
Claire's Ween Playlist
02:11
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When we're listening to Claire's Ween Playlist,
I think I'm in the clear
I made it so accessible so she doesn't think I'm weird
Claire's Ween Playlist when we're driving past the PetCo
She likes "Stay Forever" and "The Goin' Gets Tough from the Getgo"
And in exchange for her patient listening,
When she's driving we put on Taylor Swift
Or the 1975 when we're kissing
And I gotta say, I'm starting to like it
When we're listening to Claire's Ween Playlist,
I think I'm in the clear
I made it so accessible so she doesn't think I'm weird
Claire's Ween Playlist when we're driving past the PetCo
She likes "Stay Forever" and "The Goin' Gets Tough from the Getgo"
And when the virus dies and Ween comes back to town,
We'll get dressed up and head out to the show
That might just make me debt swing back around
'Cause they play three hour sets three nights in a row
And whatever Claire finds special, I will listen to
We have different tastes, but that's okay
Even if we hate each other's music,
There's no one else I'd rather spend the day with
When we're listening to Claire's Ween Playlist,
I think I'm in the clear
I made it so accessible so she doesn't think I'm weird
Claire's Ween Playlist when we're driving past the PetCo
She likes "Stay Forever" and "The Goin' Gets Tough from the Getgo"
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11. |
You Make Me Wanna
02:11
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You make me wanna clean my bathroom
You make me wanna cut my hair
You make me wanna wear those shirts that fit and
Wash my underwear
I've been living in a pigsty, but I wanna be a sheep
I can hear all the cars rush by sleeping in after the beep
You make me wanna clean my bathroom
You make me wanna cut my hair
You make me wanna wear those shirts that fit and
Wash my underwear
I can see it in the distance: the person I was meant to be
Even though there is resistance, you believe in me
I'm trudging through the mud, I'm walking in the desert
I'm covered in my blood, it's staining all my leather
I'm still so far away, but I am keeping steady
Before you come to play, I better make my bed and get ready
You make me wanna clean my bathroom
You make me wanna cut my hair
You make me wanna wear some shirts that fit and
Wash my underwear
Wash my underwear
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12. |
A Little Invested
02:39
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I am, by the way, a little invested in things far away
When I'm feeling stressed I can't see straight
I am, so you know, a little upset when you talk at the show
Why can't you respect the theatre stage
Tell me why I can't let go of your lies
Tell me when I can see you again
Tell me who I have to kill to get to you
Tell me how, I'll kill 'em right now
I am, FYI, a little depressed so please step aside
I need some more rest, I've slept all day
I am, yeah get this, a little too restless and now I am pissed
You're now on my shit list, waste away
Tell me why I can't let go of your lies
Tell me when I can see you again
Tell me who I have to kill to get to you
Tell me how, I'll kill 'em right now
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13. |
Dying Bee
02:24
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I gave honey to a dying bee
But he still went and died on me
He crawled around on my balcony
Then he went to the other side
I stood alone in my tiny room
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
I grabbed a mop and I grabbed a broom
'Cause there was nowhere to hide
That bee, that bee
I guess it was his time
Here's your eulogy
I tried to make it rhyme
I took a trip to the honey store
I told 'em what I said to you before
They just laughed, then they laughed some more
So I just ran out crying
I sat down on a patch of grass
There was a bee and he stung my ass
I grabbed the honey sitting next to my flask
But he was already dying
That bee, that bee
I guess it was his time
Here's your eulogy
I tried to make it rhyme
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14. |
Lost Dog
03:40
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I could see your smile from the back of the room
And I didn't understand why you left so soon
I followed in your footsteps, but you were nowhere to be found
I walked past the garden, didn't hear any sounds
Feeling like a lost dog trying to get back home
Sleeping in the dumpster and I'm all alone
I went back inside, no one had a second thought
They dragged me to the piano and they said, "Show us what you got!"
I played your favorite song, there were no dry eyes around
Then they asked me to play it again, but I just broke down
Feeling like a lost dog trying to get back home
Sleeping in the dumpster and I'm all alone
Every night and every day
I search those grounds where you went away
People look at me all strange
But I don't know how to change
Feeling like a lost dog trying to get back home
Sleeping in the dumpster and I'm all alone
Feeling like a lost dog trying to get back home
Sleeping in the dumpster and I'm all alone
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Where Is Your Dog Now? Los Angeles, California
Where Is Your Dog Now? is an alt-rock music project by Andrew Haworth based in Los Angeles. He has recorded hundreds of songs since its inception. Each album is a “greatest hits” compilation of these songs, constructed in large part based on feedback given by his mother. Haworth experiments with a wide range of genres, but most of his songs end up sounding like power-pop, and that's okay. ... more
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