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Fear of Pop Album


Volume I (11/17/1998)
11/17/1998
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Avery M. Powers Memorial Beltway
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. . .


I can see me
three stories tall
floating high
above the mall

like Adam Duritz
my bedroom wall
I'm taking pictures
I'm lifting off,
I'm lifting off

I think I'm gonna,
I think I'm not
I'm gonna think it
another thought

I think I'm gonna,
I think I'm not
I could have done it
I had my shot

I thought you say it,
so I could not
say that I thought it:
fear of pop
fear of pop
fear of pop,
yeah

I'm taking pictures
I'm lifting off
oh, I can see me
three stories tall

I'm kinda ugly
you're gonna look
you're free to run,
but here's a book

fear of pop
fear of pop
fear of pop

. . .


"Drivers license and registration please."
"Uh, what's the problem sir?"
"Step out of your car and show me your CD collection"
"Um, I wasn't speeding"
"I don't care if you were speeding"
"Uh, maybe I, I, right now.. See ya sucker!"

"Hit it, he just hit a curb"

"Get him!"

"Freeze, asshole!"

"Eat this, cocksucker!"

"There he is!"
"Yeah he's going down there"
"Uh, yeah, I'll take it from up here"
"Over here"
"Oh come on"
"Go go go go, take him out, yeah!"
"Oooh"
"There he is, there he goes again!"

. . .


I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay

I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay

. . .


Pop

. . .


I remember
The night we met
That night we sat
Entwined
Under summer skies
I looked into your eyes
And
You looked into mine

You said
Oleander holly
"You're not like the rest"
And I nodded
Crimson feet of Collie
"No one understands me"
You said
And I nodded once again
Beautiful and lovely
As if to agree that all men
Are indeed the same
My baby
Somehow, you said
The only one
I was different

Who really understands me
Floating hand in hand we
Whisper in the moonlight
And say that I'm
The things you want to see

Kody and her star child
For months on end
I maintained
Goddess of the moonlight
A veneer of sincere interest
Hold me in the morning
As if I were listening
As you relived every page
And tell me I'm
Of self-help and new age
the only one alive
That you'd read
And
Who really understands you
I went in for the kill
I'd read the same books
Tell me pretty stories
I learned to ape the motions
Of a sensitive human being
Say you understand me
And we were oh, so happy
My baby
But you found things to fix
The things you want to see
And I knew it was time
To move on
But I could never be
In love
In love

So now you have me
Completely figured out
You feel sorry for me
I can't express my feelings
I can't tell the truth
We are all alike
At puberty, I was sworn to secrecy
By the international brotherhood
Of lying, fickle males
I can't tell you anything
And I can't commit
You're right
I can't commit
To you

Hold me in the morning
I will always treasure
Our time together
Tell me pretty stories
I don't feel enough of anything
To harbor the kind of disdain
Say that you're the only one
That you'll maintain
You painted me into what you
My baby
Wanted to see
That's fine
But I could never be
But you will never know me
In love
In love

Oleander holly
Crimson feet of Collie
Beautiful and lovely
My baby
The only one
Who really understands me

. . .


one, two, three
one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four, two, three

one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four, two, three

one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four, two, three

one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four

. . .

Avery M. Powers Memorial Beltway

[No lyrics]

. . .


turn up the music
thanks!

I paid my money
and I'm gonna see all the movie
I paid my money
and I'm gonna see all the movie

and it's gonna be good
I'm telling you people
it's gonna be real good,
'cause I paid my money
I paid my money

bring it on!
yeah!

I see people leaving early
they don't know what they're missing,
they don't know what they're missing —
they're missing half the movie

and I'll not be screwed —
I'll not be screwed
like the people leaving early,
'cause I paid my money,
I paid my money

I paid!
I paid!
I paid!

roll up the windows

I hear a tale about a store
where pain's for free
and if I ask for more
I don't pay my money

and it's terrible pain
and it's all for free
and if I ask for more
they're gonna give it to me

[I'll not be screwed]
I'll not be screwed
[I'll not be screwed]
[like the people leaving early]
[I'll not be screwed]

funky bass
yeah!
ho!

[you're living in a fantasy world]
[You can't go on like this, girl]
[I made an investment]

I paid my money
[I paid my money]
and I'm gonna see all the movie
I paid my money
[I paid my money]
and I'm gonna see all the movie

and it's gonna be good
[it's gonna be good!]
and I'm telling you people
it's gonna be real good,
'cause I paid my money
[I paid my money]
I paid my money
[I paid!]

[I paid!]
I paid
[I paid!]
I paid
[I paid!]
I paid

I paid my money
I paid my money
I paid my money
and I saw it all

. . .


Up the stairs
"Can I help ya, son?"
To her apartment
"Yeah, pops, I, I need something quick,
something now..."
She is balled up on the couch
"Quick."
Her mom and dad
"...to get out of here..."
Went down to Charlotte
"Quick and now."
They're not home to find us out
"..like a bike or, or a motorcycle or.."
And we drive
"Bike, I haven't got any bikes, haven't got any motorcycles."
Now that I have found someone
"Well, something you gotta have in..."
And I'm feeling more alone
"Well.."
"..behind all this junk around, I..
"Junk!?"
Then I ever have before

"Let me tell ya something about junk, son. See this shit around here, you think it's shit? I think you're shit. Little turd dropper. I'll show ya what I got here, I got something faster than a damn bicycle for ya, I got this here."

"What the hell is that?"
"It's a rubber sled!"
"A rubber sled?"
"Rubber sled, that's right."
"Is it fast?"
"Is it fast? Shit. That damn thing's faster than a three peckered owl. And you know what else?"
"What?"
"The best part?"
"What's the best part?"
"It's free! Ha ha ha-ha!"

Rubb-

"That's right, take your rubber sled and ride on, ride on, my man..."

Rubb-
Rubb- sle
Rubb- sle
Rubb-

"Thanks for the sled, pops."
"Hey, no problem, come back."

I wanna slide,
I wanna take a ride

"I wonder what that kid's.."
Rubber sled!
"..runnin' from? What's he afraid of?"
On my rubber sled
"Pop?"

Can you hear what I said
Rubber sled!
I want my rubber sled
Rubber sled!

I want my,
I want my,
I want my my my
Rubber sled!
My my sled
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
rubber sled, yeah
that's what I said
that's what I...
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
that's what I said
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

"Robert Sledge on the bass guitar!"

"Oh shit!"
"Oh shit!"
"Bass guitar!"
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

Ooh ooh ooh yeah,
Rubber sled, yeah
Ooh ooh ooh yeah,
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled
Rubber sled!

Ooh ooh ooh yeah,
Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled, yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!
Rubber sled!

"Mmmm, sho'nuff's a fast sled!"

. . .


right-o, let's check it out
yeah, that's it
yeah, I can root to this
right-o, let's check it out

hey, big boy!
bring your arse over here
let's root
yeah!

do it again
harder
yeah, that's it
let's root!

yeah, I can root to this
let's root!
come on,
come on

yeah!
yeah!
yeah!
bring that shit back in

let's root
let's root
let's root
let's root

let's root
let's root
let's root
let's root, come on!

let's root
let's root
let's root
let's root

yeah, that's it

where do you think you're going?
you don't know how to root
get stuffed

aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah, I can root to this
aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah, I can root to this

aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah, I can root to this
aw, gimme something I can root to
sweat, sweat, sweat

I think I should do a come on let's...
come on love, move over here
right-o, let's check it out
you'll do
let's root

yeah, that's it
yeah, that's it

alright then,
when I say the word,
all you wankers piss off
yeah!
one, two, three, four

bass!
squeal!
I wanna see ya squeal!
squeal!
sweat!

aw, gimme something I can root to
come on!
how am I supposed to root to this?

You will never know me.

come on
come on
come on
come on

come on
come on
aw, gimme something I can root to

come on
come on
come on
come on

aw, gimme something I can root to
aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah!

. . .


I could have
I might have
I thought...
What do I know?

But for a moment,
There was a minute
I thought just for a second
Maybe... it... was...

Could have been
Might have been
I thought for a moment it

Too bad
Sorry about that

Could have been

. . .


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