Up The Buhi

You ------ wont find it on no map of my old hometown but I saw it
The bullies’ say that the games okay an I know that’s not true
But I’m not there ---------- I know not what they do
Long gone I’m far away doin’ hula hoop at speed with a dark night an a bright day I’m in a place made outta need
I wanna know why are there no little children around, is this a place where you can go out an on an on an on
And do you all have a congregation in town
I gotta go an mail this somewhere, I gotta go an mail this somewhere
Up the buhi all on my own, I’m goin’ up the Buhi I aint never goin’ home
Up the buhi all on my own, I’m goin’ up the Buhi I aint never goin’ home
You go down to where the guns are in town
I’ll go up the Buhi
Where the sun is soft an the wind is tired an the sleepy bye and bye listens to a part of you that was always left behind
Why are there no little children around, is this a place where you can go out an on an on an on
And do you all have a congregation in town
I gotta go an mail this somewhere, I gotta go an mail this somewhere
Up the buhi all on my own, I’m goin’ up the Buhi I aint never goin’ home
Up the buhi all on my own, I’m goin’ up the Buhi I aint never goin’ home again.

 

Travellin’ Library

I heard today there was a travellin’ library coming to town
With a freakish collection of people who should be checked, checked again, and then changed
One piondexter is much like another I’m sure you’ll find
Oh Dewey we love you
Oh Dewey we could never blame you
Run off and join that travellin library like the rest of them
The administration staff are setting up a large tent for the recruitment drive day
The part-time shelvers have no thoughts and are content in their way
Run rube run, back to your, back to your department where you know you belong

Oh Dewey we love you
Oh Dewey we could never blame you
There’s a wave of unrest, there’s a lack of commitment and sincerity
There’s an accepted school of thought that the University library is more appealing
Run rube run, back to your, back to your department where you know you belong
Oh Dewey we love you
Oh Dewey we could never blame you
Run off and join the travellin’ library like the rest of em

 

Hasten Down to Music City

Ooooh woah yeah roll on you jackal penny
Ooooh woah yeah hasten down to music city
Take her to the captain, yes I think she’s learned her lesson,
Its been done, done, done, until her death, next time she will only,
Sing her part in one key and leave histrionics to the best
Who’s been booking her? Who’s been booking Anita Kerr?
and her singers for our sessions, here come the Jordanaires
The modus operandi of the studio command guy, was to water down
the boogie beat, no legalese involved these overdub junkies or their choral crimes
Who’s been booking her? Who’s been booking Anita Kerr?
and her singers for our sessions, here come the Jordanaires

Ooooh woah yeah roll on you jackal penny
Ooooh woah yeah hasten down to music city

 

Holy Ghost (In Back Of You)

You say come June, you’ll be a bride with a groom
But you never know who, you’re belonging to
You say you won’t write, you say you won’t call
You say when you’re long gone
We can stick it to you, we’ll build a pig pen around you
And pour all of our bad blood on the Holy Ghost in back a you
Pour all of our bad blood on the Holy Ghost in back a you
We gonna pour all the bad blood on the Holy Ghost in the back of you
Guiseppe soon you’ll be jamming on the blues,
but you’ll never have a clue
Till you love a love and lose
You say you won’t write, you say you won’t call
You say when you’re long gone
We can stick it to you, we’ll build a pig pen around you
And pour all of our bad blood on the Holy Ghost in back a you
Pour all of our bad blood on the Holy Ghost in back a you

 

You've Been Doctored

You’ve Been Doctored
Testimonials sworn affidavits they all do agree an there’s a letter here that makes it clear you’re not the one for me
Trespass orders broken doors, time and time again in and out and all alone the phone calls never end
You were saddled with the mating call of a doe-eyed Jeckyl/Hyde male
He was coming up with haikus and they weren’t so great
Olsen everson and all the rest of em they couldn’t do a thing for you
You’ve been doctored in a bad way an it sure’s hurt you
Breakfast spreads on unmade beds, new boyfriends all the time
We would call them closet victims if they stayed the night
Broken forks burning corpses I wanted off that ride
Took to sleeping with a hammer down by my bedside

You were saddled with the mating call of a doe-eyed Jeckyl/Hyde male
He was coming up with haikus and they weren’t so great
Olsen everson and all the rest of em they couldn’t do a thing for you
You’ve been doctored in a bad way an it sure’s hurt you

Dancing Like A Huxtable

The way that you come along when you really should stay home
You’ll wake up tomorrow, and go to work still partly home
And you were dancing like a Huxtable
And you were singing to a bar ‘n’ grill
And a crowd gathered round
And they yelled as you fell, timber
The way that you say it wrong
The way the words won’t come
You took two more panadol, than recommended on the box
And you were dancing like a Huxtable
And you were singing to a bar ‘n’ grill
And a crowd gathered round
And they yelled as you fell, timber
The way that you hum along to a tune that you don’t like
It gets in your head and you’ve got to got to bite
And you’ll be dancing like a Huxtable
And you’ll be singing to a bar ‘n’ grill
And a crowd gathered round
And they yelled when you fell, timber

 

Look Out Djuna

One goes to Paris they all got to go
Why she never learned the soft shoe shuffle I don’t know
Removed from her setting in the mountains back home
For the roses
Look out Djuna foreword 1937
Look out Djuna for that water hole
If they can publish stories that were told by Jesus
They can publish stories by Jesus retold
I can see her now humping volumes through the Rue
Volumes through the Rue Bonaparte in the rain
On the lives of the good ole black sheep bourbons
For the roses
Look out Djuna foreword 1937
Look out Djuna for that water hole
If they can publish stories that were told by Jesus
They can publish stories by Jesus retoldThose Blows
Two jack tars waiting on their sailing
One says to the other I need a friend for the ride
Does little bubby need his mummy now?
We don’t need that kinda reply
Those blows they got to me
An’ that sound it scared me
Do you know the way, to get away?
They came straight back to me
A good time don’t work for me
Due to all I know, oh yeah
Lariat logo on the envelope,
She knew it was a letter from her blameless Bill
I can’t go on anymore he wrote
I’m a gonna lay down my only life, an I will
Those blows they got to me
An’ that sound it scared me
Do you know the way, to get away?
They came straight back to me
A good time don’t work for me
Due to all I know oh yeah

 

Little Too Loose There

I could ride on a bay tonight
I would love to ride on a bay
I was just thinking so base tonight
I was owning up
Rumples hears her calling
Wolfgang rolls his a’s
I will mop up a house red five buck
And she will have the same
I wanna see Bob roll outa here upside down on his back he said now gimmie that racer, I don’t know what it is about you that makes me wanna sing falsetto water, you can sing as bad as you want to here, things get louder and then you hear someone say fool you’re a little too loose there.
He won’t leave you alone tonight
And I bounce like Satchel Page
Holler there holler here
That beady little possums gonna get his way in the end
Fool is the only way for you to go
Knock a the light and drop a the drink
You and me are part of the show
I wanna see Bob roll outta here upside down on his back he said now gimmie that racer, I don’t know what it is about you that makes me wanna sing falsetto water, you can sing as bad as you want to here, things get louder and then you hear someone say fool you’re a little too loose there.

 

Let The Party Go On

Come on and pour me a back up bottle
I gotta get mud in my eye
It’s late at night and we’re alone
Give a little nod to the man in the know
He’s got a bed back there that’s where you want to go
It’s late at night and it shows
But the bed’s going nowhere and the boner comes and goes
Let the party go on
Yeah I knew I couldn’t come
and I wouldn’t let it ride and it wouldn’t quite die
Yeah, yeah, so I thought you should know
That we shouldn’t go on, I been up too long
Parts of my legs are outta the running
And my head is slowly coming down to a dead end stop
Best to go to bed right away, then again it might be better to stay
and eat all you can eat
Let the party go on
Yeah I knew I couldn’t come
and I wouldn’t let it ride and it wouldn’t quite die
Yeah, yeah, so I thought you should know
That we shouldn’t go on, I been up too long

 

Hey Bony

You’re just the one that I wanted to see again
You and only you alone
Were bound to make it past the pound for pound gear
We’ll both get hep down home
We’ll show them up we’ll put lots of hup in this song
Two dollars is not very long
I think we should get real gone, and say
Hey bony
Your drinks at the bar
Hey bony
You are what you are
I’ve got you here yeah I’ve got you all hanging, I’ve got you hanging on what I say
Will I tell you about the crooked pawn family at the House of Harmony
There’s a daddy he likes the ladies
There’s a sonny and an uncle John
I think we should get real gone, and sing
Hey bony
Your drinks at the bar
Hey bony
You are what you are

 

Who’ll Stop Pop

How can I take you around there?
How can I make you at home?
All of my family will be there
The champagne will just be Chardon
And there’s a big, big Shirley
Telling a little Stevie
Oh come on, come on out
Come on, come on, out of your shell boy
A baker’s dozen doesn’t make twelve boy
Not when I went, went to school
I do like a family do
Who’ll stop pop from taking his top off?
And who’ll stop junior from blocking the right of way?
Who’ll stop Ben from knockin’ up Jane again?
Who’ll stop Janie from giving herself away?
Who’ll stop pop now?
Who’ll stop pop now?
Who’ll stop pop now?
Auntie Colleen does a hula
And she wants to know if you’re aware
That your pants are riding up your crack girl
She’s so smooth oh so smooth what a dear
And there’s a big, big Shirley
Telling a little Stevie
Oh come on, come on out
Come on, come on, out of your shell boy
A baker’s dozen doesn’t make twelve boy
Not when I went, went to school
I do like a family do
Who’ll stop pop from taking his top off?
And who’ll stop junior from blocking the right of way?
Who’ll stop Ben from knockin’ up Jane again?
Who’ll stop Janie from giving herself away?
Who’ll stop pop now?
Who’ll stop pop now?
Who’ll stop pop now?