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jackson cannery
philosophy
julianne
where's summer b?
alice childress
underground
sport and wine
uncle walter
best imitation of myself
video
the last polka
boxing



jackson cannery

stop the bus
i wanna be lonely
when seconds pass slowly
and years go flying by
you gotta stop the bus
and get off here
and i'm leaving this factory

and all she wants
is food on the table
and i won't be able
to bring it home
and all i want, come on
'cause all i need , yeah is free
'cause i'm a factory

did mother nature tell you
boy you come and go as you please
that's what she said to me
but big brother got the keys
and i got jackson cannery
woah, woah
woah, woah

millionaires (millionaires)
and mill rats live side by side
(side by side) here
messed up my brother's mind
(woah..)
who's far from earth
and tell me what's he worth?
nothing!
the same as you, the same as me
in this factory

did mother nature tell you
boy you come and go as you please
that's what she said to me
but big brother got the keys
and i got jackson cannery

woah
(come on)
woah
woah
(thats pretty good - try it again!)
(think so?)
woah

it's 4 in the morning
mother don't know
that i'm going far away
she's whispering to the moon
i hope you don't, join you soon

baby boss
climbs up on his soapbox
great caesar's ghost
knows what's best for me
stop the bus

did mother nature tell you
boy you come and go as you please
that's what she said to me
but big brother got the keys
and i got jackson cannery
big brother got the keys
and i got jackson cannery
big brother got the keys
and i got jackson cannery



philosophy

won't you look up at the skyline
at the mortar, block, and glass
and check out the reflections in my eyes
you see they always used to be there
even when this was all was grass
and i sang and danced about a high-rise

and you were laughing at my helmet hat
laughing at my torch

go ahead you can laugh all you want
i got my philosophy
(keeps my feet on the ground)
and i trust it like the ground
that's why my philosophy
(what i feel)
it keeps me walking when i'm falling down
(phi-los-o-phy)

i see that there is evil
and i know that there is good
and the in-betweens i never understood
would you look at me i'm crazy
but i get the job done
and i'm crazy but i get the job done
and i say

go ahead you can laugh all you want
i got my philosophy
(keeps my feet on the ground)
and i trust it like the ground
that's why my philosophy
(what i feel)
it keeps me walking when i'm falling down
(phi-los-o-phy)

i pushed you cause i loved you, guys
i didn't realize
that you weren't having fun
and i dragged you up the stairs
and i told you to fly
you were flapping your arms
then you started to cry, you were too high
no, too high

now you take this all for granted
you take the mortar, block, and glass
and you forget the speech and move the stone
but it's really not that you can't see
the forest from the trees
you've never been out in the woods alone

so you can laugh all you want to
but i got my philosophy
(keeps my feet on the ground)
and i love you you're my friend
but you got no philosophy
(what i feel)
and now it's time for this song to end
(phi-los-o-phy)



julianne

i met this girl
she looked like axl rose
got drunk and took her home
and we slept in our clothes
and in the morning
put my feet on the floor and thought
being awake never felt like this before
and julianne y'know she wouldn't approve
talked all day on the phone
'cause i had nothing to do
got rid of axl by the afternoon
being awake never felt so clear and blue

that's all i knew
guess that i was innocent too
i sing a song, yeah
and it won't be the blues
'cause i don't miss julianne

my friend she told me
she felt sorry for me
she said the truth would
come crashing down on me
(down on me)
that i'd be sorry but the truth of it is
that i feel guilty for not giving a shit

yeah, ooh
that's all i knew
guess that i was innocent too
i sing a song, yeah
and it won't be the blues
'cause i don't miss julianne

i got a bag of trash
i got my bag of trash
i walk it up and down
and drag it up and down the road
how could she miss a man
who drags a bag of trash down the road

this week i feel
like i been born again
(born again)
you know that julianne
she would have a fit
(yeah a fit)
she'd find a reason
for the things that i did
and give me credit
for the things that
i've never been

ooh
that's all i knew
guess that i was innocent too
and i can try
just as hard as i can
and i don't miss julianne

ooh
that's all i knew
guess that i was innocent too
yeah i can try
just as hard as i can
and i don't miss julianne



where's summer b?

i'd like to tell you, like to tell you
tell you everything
'cause nothing changes, ever changes
doesn't seem the same these days

dave's been a mess since cheryl left
just sits at home and beats back death
and beth still wears his stupid dress

(ah-ah-ah)
there goes joe caparo again
(ah-ah-ah)
with darren's girlfriend
(ah-ah-ah)
they're asking where ya been, like i know
where ya been? hey summer, where ya been?

i tried to tell you, tried to tell you
took a little bit too long
and now your phone is disconnected
and your shit's out on the lawn
the hardback cafe closed down
now we've got office town
you shoulda stuck around

(ah-ah-ah)
there go ross and frank again
(ah-ah-ah)
they're holding hands
(ah-ah-ah)
asking where ya been
like i know where ya been
hey summer, where ya been?

(ooh-ooh-ooh)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

i could take a train or fly away
maybe write a book and change my name
i could settle down

ah
yeah
hell yeah

(ah-ah-ah)
there goes joe caparo again
(ah-ah-ah)
hey thats darren's girlfriend!
(ah-ah-ah)
ross and frank are holding hands
(ah-ah-ah)
they been asking where ya been
(ah-ah-ah)
hey summer where ya been?
(ah-ah-ah)
i (ah-ah-ah)
could smoke a bowl with caleb
or fly away
or settle down
(ah-ah-ah)
hey
hey summer, where ya been?
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
ooh yeah



alice childress

some summers in the evening after 6 or so
i walk on down the hill
and maybe buy a beer
i think about my friends
sometimes i wish they lived out here
but they wouldn't dig this town
no they wouldn't dig this town

try not to think about it
alice childress
try not to think about it anymore
try not to think about it
alice childress
anymore, no not anymore

alice, the world is full of ugly things
that you can't change
pretend it's not that way
it's my idea of faith
you can blow it off
and say there's good in nearly everyone
just give them all a chance
now let's give them all a chance

try not to think about it
alice childress
try not to think about it anymore
try not to think about it
alice childress
anymore, no not anymore, oh

no it didn't work out
no it didn't work out
the way we thought it would
no it didn't work out
(an arranged marriage is not so good)

thank god it's you
y'know your timing is impeccable
and i'm not fooling you
i don't know what to do
some dude just knocked me cold
and left me on the sidewalk
took everything i had
and everything i had

try not to think about it
alice childress
try not to think about it anymore
it's getting late where you are
alice childress
anymore, no not anymore
anymore, no not anymore



underground

darren:i was never cool in school
i'm sure you don't remember me
robert:and now it's been 10 years
i'm still wonderin' who to be
ben: and i'd love to mix
in circles, cliques
and social coteries - that's me
hand me my nose ring (can we be happy)
show me the mosh pit (can we be happy)
we can be happy underground!

who's got the looks?
who's got the brains?
who's got everything?

i got this pain in my heart, that's all
hey you with the long and lonely face
well there's got to be something else

and let me tell ya something else
there was a girl that passed me by
she gave a smile but i was shy
and i looked down, so down
don't look down no no, go go underground
and now there's a place to go

it's the morning now, it's the evening
it's everything
i click my heels and i'm there

underground, underground, ooh
everything's heavy underground
you been kicked around
did life bring you down here
everything's heavy underground

and we'll be decked in black
slamming the pit fantastic
officer friendly's little boy's got a mohawk
and he knows just where we're coming from
it's industrial, work it underground
get down (yeah), get down (yeah)
get down (yeah)

underground, underground, ooh
everything's heavy underground
you been kicked around
did life bring you down here
everything's heavy underground

we can be happy
we can be happy
we can be happy underground
we can
we can
we can be
everythings heavy!
underground
you been kicked around
underground
did life bring you down here
ooh
everythings heavy underground
bye bye!
we can
we can
we can be
everythings heavy underground
we can
we can
we can be
everythings heavy underground
we can
we can
we can be
we can be happy underground
we can
we can
we can be
everythings heavy underground
everythings happy underground
everythings heavy underground



sports & wine

destiny was calling
monday afternoon
wednesday you'll be crawling
and you pray to be there soon
with sports and wine, yeah
sports and wine, no no

some men never grew up
fortunate like you
some men never found out
what it takes to be a dude
and that's sports and wine, yeah
sports and wine, no no no

the girls don't understand it
what you think is art
my oh my we're all impressed
how sensitive you are
everybody's talkin' about you now
you know it's true
'cause it always has been
sports and wine for you

so you ask me how i think i know
just what makes you tick
i know what i know y'know
i know you make me sick
and sports and wine, ooh
sports and wine

the girls don't understand it
anything you say
and i don't understand it either
guess that makes me gay
everybody's talking 'bout you now
you know it's true...
(no no no no no no no no no no)



uncle walter

your uncle walter's going on and on
'bout everything he's seen and done
the voice of 50 years experience
he's drunk, watching the television
you know he's been around the world
last night he flew to baghdad
in his magical armchair
with cigarettes and a six pack
yeah, he just got back
his spit's flying everywhere

hey, hey, hey, hey
your uncle walter's going on and on
oh you're back so late
where did you go
that you were gone so long?
and how could you leave me here
so long with uncle walter

your uncle walter saw
who fired the shots
he drove his chair in the cavalcade
he's flown from south africa
to countries where
they beat themselves
on the backs with chains
there was a fleet of battleships
and one reclining chair
headed north on the arabian sea
now he's back to tell us what
he and his oldest boy blair
they're getting rich
with their mail order scheme

oh, oh,
your uncle walter's going on and on
oh you're back so late
where did you go
that you were gone so long?
and how could you leave me here
so long with uncle walter

your uncle walter told me
everything he'd do if he was president
oh what a perfect world
this world would be
if he was president now
but he's not!

and he sees the children
smoking pot
he knows that in a moment
they'll be shooting up heroin
teardrops in his armchair
a 50 minute lecture
tobacco juice rolling down his chin

hey, hey, hey, hey
your uncle walter's going on and on
oh you're back so late
where did you go
that you were gone so long?
and how could you leave me here
so long with uncle walter



best imitation of myself

i feel like a quote out of context
withholding the rest
so i can be for you what you want to see
i got the gesture and sounds
got the timing down
it's uncanny, yeah, you think it was me
do you think i should take a class
to lose my southern accent
did i make me up
or make the face 'til it stuck
i do the best imitation of myself

the "problem with you" speech
you gave me was fine
i liked the theories
about my little stage
and i swore i was listening
but i started drifting
around the part about
me acting my age
now if it's all the same
i've people to entertain
i juggle one handed
do some magic tricks and
the best imitation of myself

maybe i'm thinking myself in a hole
wondering who i am when i ought to know
straighten up now time to go
fool somebody else, fool somebody else
last night i was east with them
and west within
trying to be for you what you wanna see
but i can't help it with you
the good and bad comes through
don't want you hanging out with
no one but me
now that it's all the same
it comes from the same place
and if my mind's somewhere else
you won't be able to tell
i do the best imitation of myself
yes it's uncanny to see
you'd really think it was me
the best imitation of myself
do the best imitation of myself



video

barren stares
as they light up the screen
bearing teardrops
that shatter in slow-motion
novacaine our brains
and we're out like lights
and as i'm growing older i'm bored
and i remember when misery
thrilled me much more
when i can't relax
and i'd like to go back
but that's gone
yeah, that's gone, turn around
turn the volume down
we're counting the days down

'til the day when we live in a video
i'll be stone-faced and pale
you'll pout in stereo
24 hours every day of the year
oh, what fun i can't wait
'til the future gets here

closing in on the pain and the torture
he's slamming the door
like it's something to strive for
the girl tearing curtains down
looks funny as hell

and a sense of humor
can there be any doubt
yeah well natural selection
has weeded it out
used to keep me from laughing out loud
but that's gone
we don't think that way no more
that's gone, turn around
turn the volume down
we're counting the days down

'til the day when we'll live in a video
i'll be stone-faced and pale
you'll pout in stereo
24 hours every day of the year
oh, what fun i can't wait
'til the future gets here

well i've seen some old friends sort of die
or just turn into whatever
must've been inside them
and whatever all of us had then in common
grew up and left home
we don't think that way no more
turn around, turn the volume down
we're counting the days down

look 'til the day when we'll live in a video
i'll be stone-faced and pale
you'll pout in stereo
24 hours every day of the year
oh, what fun i can't wait
'til the future gets here



the last polka

well, she crept back in the house
at half past three
shook her head to see him snoring
in his sleep
if you really loved me she said
i wouldn't have to be so mean

he's a heap of junk that pours
from his top drawer
sometimes likes to spread it out
around the floor
it's evidence of what he was like
he likes to remember when...

shalali, shalali, liloli
the end is growing near
and we're treading water now
and holding back our tears
and the day is rising
we're sinking shala, lalala, la

in a minute it will all be coming down
and they know it now
but no one makes a sound
such a shame to ruin this bright
lazy summer day...

shalali, shalali, liloli
the end is growing near
and we're treading water now
and holding back our tears
and the day is rising
we're sinking shala, lalala, la

my my, the cruelest lies
are often told without a word
my my, the kindest truths
are often spoke, but never heard

she said, "you've been pushing me
like i was a sore tooth.
you can't respect me
'cause i've done so much for you."
he said, "well i hate
that it's come to this
but baby i was doing fine
how do you think
that i survived
the other 25 before you?"

shalali, shalali, liloli
the end is growing near
and we're treading water now
and holding back our tears
and the day is rising
we're sinking shala, lalala, la



boxing

howard, the strangest thing
has happened lately
when i take a good swing
and all my dreams
they pivot and slip
i drop my fists and they're back
laughing howard
my intention's become
not to lose what i've won
ambition has given way
to desperation and i
lost the fight from my eyes

boxing's been good to me, howard
now i'm told, you're growing old
the whole time we knew
a couple of years i'd be through
has boxing been good to you?

howard, now i confess
i'm scared and lonely and tired
they seem to think i'm made of clay
another day, i'm not cut out for this
i just know what to say, i say

boxing's been good to me, howard
now i'm told, you're growing old
the whole time we knew
a couple of years i'd be through
has boxing been good to you?

well sometimes i punch myself
as hard as i can
yelling nobody cares
hoping someone will tell me
how wrong i am

boxing's been good to me, howard
now i'm told, you're growing old
the whole time you knew
a couple of years i'd be through

has boxing been good
has boxing been good
has boxing been good


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