Nicely, Nicely
 
Wipe It Up
(John Strohm & Juliana Hatfield) 1987 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI / Ultimate Loophole Music, BMI
 
Oh !!...
Oh !...
 
It squirts out from between your lips,
Drips down just like the grease on your fingertips.
[Over and down] side of your mouth,
...
 
Wipe it up, wipe it up, wipe it up !...
Leave me alone, I'm going home.
Wipe it up, wipe it up, wipe it up !...
Leave me alone, I'm going home !
 
Did I ever ask you about your plans ?
Did I say I want to know all about your favorite band ?
Ooh... No, no !
You threw my sweater on the floor,
You threw my loving out the door !...
 
Wipe it up, wipe it up,
Wipe it up !...
 
Wipe it up, wipe it up !
Leave me alone, you're a bonehead !
 
You've gotta be [queer to call me, dear]
You'll never make a million dollars a year !...
Say some more but how you know it all !
... when you call !...
 
 
Wipe it up, wipe it up, wipe it up !...
Leave me alone, I'm going home !...
Wipe it up !!...
Leave me alone, I'm going home !...
 
 
Her
(?) 1987
 
I went to her house, she had relics everywhere
From her life she said to him, things she couldn't share.
She said that she had died before, but I couldn't quite believe her,
She always seemed concerned by how I would perceive her.
 
She held onto her memories, she had a few, you see,
She always seemed corruptible, her house was always clean.
She used to walk with confidence down any empty street,
Now she just walks quickly, staring at her feet.
 
Then I saw her yesterday, she seemed so really proud,
Her eyes were red, her brain was dead, she was talking really loud.
She [kinda looked / caught a look] at me from the corner of her eye,
I left [town in a submarine] before I made her cry.
 
 
Tom And Bob
(?) 1987
 
Tom and Bob, they are cool,
Should open a Tom and Bob school
Because then everyone could learn the way
[They / To] squeeze out ... everyday
 
They put bandanas in their hair
And they think in a way that's all too rare,
At least in these parts that I come from,
Which makes Tom and Bob stick out like a silver thumb.
Like a silver thumb.
 
Tom and Bob, they are good.
I wish that everyone could be so good.
They don't care ... they are rich
... they lived in a ditch.
 
In a dream they came to me
Holding up their arms for me to see.
When I opened my eyes they weren't gone
And now we're gonna make some songs.
We're gonna make some, do... do-do do !...
Ba... ba-ba, ba... ba-ba, ba... ba-ba-ba...
 
 
A Sweet Burger L.P. (Live)
(?) 1987
 
One, Two, Three, Four
 
...
And I don't even know who you are
I know you're probably ...
But ... with you
 
You say that it's unfruitful
To sit here and daydream
But I should not forgive
As good as you seem
 
You say it's unfruitful
To sit here and daydream
But I should not forgive
As good as you seem.
 
...
...
Why should I bother to come and see
Your travelling little show
 
You say that it's unfruitful
...
...
As good as you seem
 
You say that it's unfruitful
To sit here and daydream
But I should not forgive
Everything else in life seems so grim
 
... see you
Once or twice a year
Just ... make me wish
You never came around here
 
Why do you think it sounds stupid ?
...
... what else is there ?
What can you do about it ?
 
Talk to me, invade my thoughts
You just don't have to know
I like you, but you're far away
And there's no way your feelings show.
 
You're talkin' to me, feed my thoughts
With a grace I need to show
I guess this is how it's going to be
I like it with you although...
 
 
Bye (Live)
(?) 1987
 
[lyrics not yet available]
 
 
Let Them Eat Chewy Granola Bars
(?) 1987
 
Well, milk the chickens, pluck the cows.
Milk the chickens, pluck the cows.
Put the dirty clothes in the drawer.
Put the dirty clothes in the drawer.
...
...
Grow closer to the floor !
Grow closer to the floor !...
 
 
Well, milk the chickens, pluck them cows.
Milk the chickens, pluck them cows.
Walk into a door.
Walk into a door.
...
...
For he cried for more !
For he cried out for more !...
 
 
Julius Fast Body
(?) 1987
 
Julius fast body he be free
tell me how he flies
the trees and mailboxes he don't even see
in a ?? blur it goes by ?
he was born much faster than me
but i don't know why
they way he go like a bumble bee
i wish for the means to try
 
julius fast body, teach me a trick
learn me the tools of your trade
?? ?? come here (a minute ?) and explain it ?
don't be afraid
 
but he keep on goin' and stick with it
he knows he got it made
 
he's got it made...
 
 
Better 'N You [a.k.a. Rain]
(John Strohm) 1987 Ultimate Loophole Music, BMI
 
You're lost beneath the sea
and you didn't wait for me.
You left me here, left me hangin' on.
When I knew you'd drowned,
did you think I'd wait around ?
When I woke up, you were already gone.
 
You could waste your life feeling lonely
or you could waste your life feeling pain.
When you carry the weight
of one too many yesterdays,
you won't know to come in from the rain.
 
You dug your own grave.
You've got no life left to save.
You're always saying you can't go on.
Well, I've been beneath the sea
and I couldn't hardly see.
When I woke up, you were already gone.
 
I've wasted time feeling lonely.
I've wasted half my life feeling pain.
But at least I feel the weight upon my shoulder.
At least I know to come in from the rain.
At least I know to come in from the rain.
You won't know to come in from the rain.
 
 
Swill And The Cocaine Sluts
(?) 1987
 
Come on over.
Make me a vicious.
Tell me some more of your
Truetime stories.
 
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut.
 
... [rolling] around
At the top of the stairs
When the one I call ...
Downstairs ...
 
Well, find me a boyfriend
With a cheap synthesizer.
The more you keep talking,
The more I am wising.
 
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut
 
Talking 'bout abortions
And people ...
Stay around !
You waste your time ...
 
...
... your carpet
And open their eyes !
With their clothes partly wet !...
 
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut.
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
I don't wanna be a coke slut !...
I don't wanna be a coke slut.
 
Don't ever leave ...
Waste your time with the white.
Be a ...
...
 
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut.
I don't wanna be a cocaine slut !
Don't wanna be a coke slut, I don't wanna be a coke slut and I don't wanna be a coke slut !!
 
Keep talking...
Keep talking,
Keep talking...
Keep talking,
Talking, talking, talking, talking,
Talking, talking, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la... hee !...
Keep talking !
Keep talking !
Keep talking !
Keep talking !
Keep talking !
Talking !
Talking, talking, talking, talking,
Keep talking.
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