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Field of Whimsy
07:28
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Get out on the road, board the bus,
Don’t bring your cares, and don’t make a fuss.
We’re heading on down to that very special place
Where daffodils dance and moonbeams race. Would you like to drive? Don’t be scared
‘cause we’re all buddies here and lovers -- if we dare.
We’re almost there, it’s just up ahead.
Get off the damn bus now, this ain’t no club med.
This is the Field of Whimsy, the field of dreams.
You’re in the field of magic -- it’s exactly as it seems.
Look over yonder -- they’re waving hello,
Those cute little dwarves who make you Jello.
A walrus flies by and gives you a high-five
While the wildebeests play way up in the sky.
Now run baby run to the lemon-drop tree.
Say hi to Dr. Pilkington -- he’ll set your mind free.
Now listen to that -- B.J. and the Oceanic Front play.
Their rhythmic tunes -- they tickle our brains
Here in the Field of Whimsy, the field of dreams,
The field of happy. It’s exactly as it seems.
And then Jerry asks, “Hey, where’s the swami?”
And we all said, “I don’t know,
Probably down at the pool swimming.
Do you want to go see him? I guess,
‘cause you brought it up. All right.”
So we took the trampoline expressway
Down to the pool. Ah, the pool,
Where the lotus petals dance
And glide on the surface.
And then, Jerry asks, “Hey,
Why is the water pink?” “Oh christ,
Here we go. Jerry, as you should already know
From your pre-entrance exam,
Here in the Field of Whimsy
We only swim in the most sacred of liquids.
And number one: water, ahm,
It's not pink, you idiot.
And number two: you should already know
What the most sacred liquid is.
If you need a refresher, go to city hall
And check out the Pachowsky Doctrine,
Which shows the top ten most sacred liquids, okay?
Since you just gotta know so bad Jerry,
Fine, we’ll tell you., okay?
This is it. This is the last time.
Any more and you are banished from the Field.
What you’re looking at aright now,
Okay, are you ready? Okay, ready Jerry? Okay, here it comes.
It’s the nectar of love.
Love, love, love, love, love.
Here in the Field of Whimsy, the field of dreams.
Here in the field of wacky it’s exactly as it seems.
Here in the Field of Whimsy, the Field of Whimsy.
You’re in the Field of Whimsy, the Field of Whimsy, yeah.
Welcome to the field.
Welcome!
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2. |
Richard
02:43
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Richard, where ya goin’?
Richard, where ya goin’ with that guitar?
With that guitar?
Richard, where ya goin’?
Richard, where ya goin’ with that Pretty Woman?
With that Pretty Woman?
Gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil,
Gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil.
Richard, where ya goin’?
Richard, where ya goin’ with that Primal Fear?
With that (movie title)?
Richard, where ya goin’?
Richard, where ya goin’ with that First Knight?
With that (movie title)?
Gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil,
Gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil, gerbil.
Oh Richard! Where ya goin’?
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3. |
Where Ya Goin'?
00:55
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Instrumental
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4. |
F.Y.I. Love You
03:31
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You seem to think that you know everything
And everything you know you think is true,
And I know you think that I would rather go blind
Than have to be seen with you.
But F.Y.I. I think you're really great,
And F.Y.I. you always make my day,
And B.T.W. I think that I'm in love with you,
'Cause F.Y.I. you kick ass.
How can you be sure that you’ve heard this all before
When you’ve had your fingers in your ears,
Trying to ignore the words you haven’t heard
‘Cause you’re certain that they’re insincere?
Well F.Y.I. I think you're really great,
And F.Y.I. you always make my day,
And B.T.W. I think that I'm in love with you,
'Cause F.Y.I. you kick ass.
You say you know that my love is just a show
With an encore where I disappear,
Leaving you behind in a scene that’s in your mind
On a stage that isn’t even there.
But F.Y.I. I think you're really great,
And F.Y.I. you always make my day,
And B.T.W. I think that I'm in love with you,
'Cause F.Y.I. you kick ass.
You seem to think that you know everything
And everything you know you think is true,
But I know you think that I would rather go blind
Than have to be seen with you.
But F.Y.I. I think you're really great,
And F.Y.I. you always make my day,
And B.T.W. I think that I'm in love with you,
'Cause F.Y.I. you kick ass.
And F.Y.I. I think you’re really swell,
And F.Y.I. I know you’d do me well,
‘Cause B.T.W. I know that I’m in love with you
And F.Y.I. you kick ass.
F.Y.I. Love you
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5. |
Soccer Cat
02:33
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I never thought I would ever fall in love
With a girl as beautiful and magical as you,
But then you held me with your paws, you scratched me with your claws,
And now I’m living my fantasy.
You’re my wonderful, beautiful, soccer-playing feline love,
My soccer cat on loan from god above.
I never thought I could ever forget
All the women and the animals I knew before you,
But then you crawled into my head and made my brains your bed
And now I can’t get you off of my mind.
You’re my wonderful, beautiful, soccer-playing feline love,
My soccer cat on loan from god above.
You’re my wonderful, beautiful, soccer-playing feline love,
My soccer cat on loan from god above.
You’re my soccer cat from god above.
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6. |
Breakfast Cereal
04:26
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I thought I'd write a letter
On imaginary paper,
With an ink that was invisible
And then I'd send it to you
On a first-class trip upon a ship
That sails on air, not water
Through the blue and stormy atmosphere
Into your breakfast cereal.
But every time I feel the phrase
Come slipping out some open gate,
Trees fall down and block the way,
Leaving me with more to say.
So I wrote a melody
To go with words you'd plainly see
When you looked out your window,
In the middle of the morning,
Over bagels and a daydream,
Underneath and over cream cheese,
In and out of conversations
Made with words that have no meaning.
But every time I feel the phrase
Come slipping out some open gate,
Trees fall down and block the way,
Leaving me with more to say.
So I drew a picture frame
With water colors mixed with rain
So I could show you visually
What words had always hid from me
In bacon strips and sausage links
And tablespoons and coffee drinks
That spill across your bagel
Into your breakfast cereal.
But every time I feel the phrase
Come slipping out some open gate,
Trees fall down and block the way,
Leaving me with more to say.
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7. |
Athena
05:33
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The realm of the spirits, the warmth of peace,
The cosmic tide so strong – it diverts us from the beast.
The endless rolling dunes, the sand, the sun the sky,
Surrounds my fragile soul – lifts me up so very high.
The goddess lies beside me now, exactly where she longed to be.
Time is just a mystery – it plays no role here.
Racing towards the gates of bliss – our starting point nowhere near.
Stand inside the beauty, dwell within the heart.
Stars shine like prisms if their dreams just do their parts.
The goddess lies beside me now, exactly where she longed to be.
A new-found sensation – broke free from the curse.
Absorbed by the one – consumed by sweet mother earth.
The goddess lies beside me now, exactly where she longed to be.
She makes her way across the sky now, exactly where she longed to be.
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Blown away inside my mind,
breezes are the hardest things
To find when you are on the ground –
a leaf that fell and never made
A sound that whispers through the trees.
Blown away, you hope to find
The breeze.
Take my hand, my hand. I hand
My heart, my heart – my heart belongs
To you, to you. To you I give
My love, my love. I’d love for you to
Take my hand, my hand. I hand
My heart, my heart – my heart belongs
To you, to you. To you I give
My love, my love. I’d love for you to
Take my hand, my hand. I hand
My heart, my heart – my heart belongs
To you. My heart belongs to you
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9. |
HillBilly
02:38
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I want to be in T ’n A
I want to sing and play guitar,
But I've got a dollar up my nose
And a needle in my arm.
I want to play on their next album,
I want to write a couple of songs,
But I forgot the chords and I forgot the words
'Cause my mind was on hard drugs.
But don’t worry, I know my limit
And my senses have gotten clearer,
‘Cause I only took what I could handle
And of course I know my dealer.
I want to be in T ’n A
With Billy, Ryan, Aaron and Fred,
But I can't think past these dirty stamps
That went straight to my head.
I want to go out on the road with them
I want to tour from coast to coast
With a girl on my arm and a song on my lips
And a drip down the back of my throat.
But don’t worry, I know my limit
And my senses have gotten clearer,
‘Cause I only took what I could handle
And of course I know my dealer.
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10. |
Six Feet of Snow
04:06
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Get up out of bed one day and prevent future tooth decay
With Aqua-Velva pink toothpaste and start your daily fall from grace
With Jesus laughing in your face you go downtown to buy some paste
To build yourself a model plane to fly to some exotic place
Where you can dance the whole night long
The leaders won’t lead and the people are frightened to go
So take all your stuff and bury it in six feet of snow
Take a bandana and cover your eyes,
Then you’ll be able to see what the others can’t find.
Lately I have heard it said there’s too much hate lying in your bed
So I took it all and threw it out and now my love is strewn about
Ideas are lying all around like a cashed-in, dragged-out, washed-up clown
Or a pair of my old stone washed jeans with holes cut right into the knees
From where I begged you for my life
I still dream of you and I really don’t want you to know
I took all your memories and buried them in six feet of snow
I can’t explain why you’re still on my mind
You’d think I’d be tuning you out after all of this time
You couldn’t understand me then and I doubt that’s changed at all my friend
I know my mind goes off a lot through a field of pink forget-me-nots
Where golden birds careen and swoop and nobody there wants me to shoot
Them down in flames or tell a lie to make me wish that I could die
Your hair was prettier back then
Making love takes two to love making love don’t-cha know
But you hid it from me deep down under six feet of snow.
I raced up and down going out of my mind,
But I don’t think these wounds will heal with the passage of time.
I wish I could pack up my tent, shut down and go home,
Take all this crap and bury it in six feet of snow.
But it’s all the same when you’re going alone
So I’ll just stay here and wait for somebody to show.
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I fell asleep and dreamt a dream –
Ten thousand children, blood, and screams.
And sinking fast, my breath in gasps,
I reached to find your grasp.
And in your hands I saw the light
Of morning chasing off the night.
And in your arms, the naked calm
Of splendid colored dawn.
And floating in the colored mist
That sunlit angels blessed and kissed,
I fell asleep and dreamt a dream –
Smiles spread across a screen.
And though the lights may flicker fast,
The dark that comes will come to pass.
And we will sleep, and we will see
That in each other’s arms we’ll dream.
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I fell asleep and dreamt a dream –
Ten thousand children, blood, and screams.
And sinking fast, my breath in gasps,
I reached to find your grasp.
And in your hands I saw the light
Of morning chasing off the night.
And in your arms, the naked calm
Of splendid colored dawn.
And floating in the colored mist
That sunlit angels blessed and kissed,
I fell asleep and dreamt a dream –
Smiles spread across a screen.
And though the lights may flicker fast,
The dark that comes will come to pass.
And we will sleep, and we will see
That in each other’s arms we’ll dream.
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Instrumental
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