1. Aisle B
2. Better, just a word
3. What's the matter with the question?
4. 22 Step Program
5. In the gift shop
6. Burn Benny Burn
7. Beer and Bones
8. Stan
9. The Wrong Idea
10. September, this year
11. Prove my love
Aisle B
1. One Pringles more and I’ll cruise down aisle B
Further from bliss I hope I’ll never be
Lap 45 and I’m still on my feet
All this will end when I get down aisle B
2. Truck 36 and I are doing fine
Wind in my hair, the weekend on my mind
Worst enemies; my patience and the time
What I wouldn’t do if it offered a dime
Pre1.
7-3 and continue
The wages I get when I’m old
The back I’ll break, but I do what I’m told
Put everything else on hold
Ref.
Remember how it used to be
When everything wasn’t money
Idealism was all we needed and the greed only on TV
Then you broke me
Yeah, you broke me, aisle B
3. The house, Mom and Dad’s, is roomy, clean and free
Mounthammer vibes and the food is good to eat
Local bar tab is weekly and on me
Pre2.
Sometimes only way to get further
Is by allowing some slaps in the face
Just buy enough room and you get enough space
Pretend everything’s a phase
Ref.
Remember how it used to be
When everything wasn’t money
Taxes was something that Dad used to hate
Things where good if Stan Pee came by
Yeah, you broke me
Ref.
Remember how it used to be
When everything wasn’t money
Cash was a guy playing C&W-songs
Stock trades was done by Charlie Sheen
Then you broke me
Yeah, you broke me, aisle B
Better, just a word
1. I’ve been better, but who cares as long as I’m with you?
Tender difference and the pledges that I’m likely to
It’s not how you act around me
And just where else could I be?
You’re still beautiful when you yell at me
2. I’ve been sceptic, but I love to spend the time with you
All the mortgage and no one else to keep the payments due
Just a phase we gotta get through
If I find you we might just do
At this moment I can not stand you
Ref.
Peek-a-boos, the streets are yours
They include anyone but me
I’m at home with Mess-TV and massive telephony
You receive anyone but me
Peek-a-boo, there’s no one here for you
Anymore
Midt.
Just keep to your right don’t pick sides/don’t decide
You’ll have the time of your life
Pretend that you’ve understood
Never knew how you could
3. I’ve been butter, now I’m peaches and away from you
Circuit moments, not enough to keep the payments due
Just a phase we gotta get through
And I’ll love you if we do
At this moment I can’t not hate you
Ref.
Peek-a-boo’s, the streets are yours
They include anyone but me
I’m at home with Jamie Kennedy, X’d like you and me
We both know this is final call
Peek-a-boo, there’s no one here for you
Anymore
What’s the matter with the question
1. What’s the matter with the question
When I couldn’t bear the reply
And everybody’s gone to weak for a new try
You promised me a full retreat
But your name keeps passing by
You said a lot of things still not quite sure why
Ref.
Thanks for all
After all
At the time as we speak I wish you would die
Hope it all evens out
2. Flags are risen to the top and all nails are bit down
Tomorrow it would have been all over town
Finish it with the apprentice nail the new guy to the ground
When that fails you will still have fresh meat around
Ref.
Thanks for all
After all
At the time as we speak I wish you would die
Guess it all evens out
Midt.
Hazardous picture view
We were tighter than Tool while trapped on Karpathos
Still blond, blue dress, keeping hands off was a test
Held each other by that statue
Promising this will keep on forever and more
3. How can I cope with the answer when you hated the question
It took less effort to say something’s not right
How can I cope with the answer when you hated the question
It used to be a little harder to lie
Ref.
Try to slow it down
Try some sacrifice
That’s what I did got nothing at all
Don’t dare saying it was a waste
Never say it was a waste
22 step program
1.Yeah, I like to waste around with you still
But if I don’t cut these leashes, then who will
Combination always fails
My accomplice never bails
Only luck we’re not in prison
2. I’m not sure if could have fun without you
But I won’t sit home alone like I used to
There’ll more time left for sleep
When I’m not going as steep
Hooray for what’s left of my reason
Ref.
Finalé, let’s finish all where it began, at the soirée
Cause I am gonna do this
Tomorrow I’ll buy 22 Heinekens, and I’m okay
I don’t think we’re gonna miss each other anyway
3. I remember what life was like when A4
But I can’t quite recall last time I felt bored
If common’s what the public plead
Then I am forced to agree
Parties should be reserved for VIPs
(who sit and ignore free piña colada)
Ref.
Finalé, let’s finish all where it began, with decay
And I’m not gonna blow this
Finalé, it’s going super, glad you asked, my hands don’t shake, liver doesn’t shiver
December, I’m feeling shit, but health is great, so I am safe, and I keep on prevailing
Tomorrow I’ll buy 22 Heinekens, and that’s okay
I never thought we’re gonna break up any other way
In the gift shop
1.You’d think I’d know when it’s time to give in
And throw the towel once the room starts to spin
The bar’s still open, the doctor insists
When in a coma I’ll be hard to resist
They keep ignoring the state I am in
My veins pumping alcohol and nicotine
I know they want it, but I want it more
The irony, I’m not looking to score
Ref
In the gift shop
I stay on track till I get on top
Not like trophies
Just single bursts of attention I get to keep
2.Not much to offer the ones I approach
There’s no Ferrari, night bus home, ride the coach
There might be trouble, erectile and such
Girls I bring home never demand very much
I’ll never find just what I’m looking for
This souvenir hunt makes me looking for more
Might be discontent, but I shouldn’t lie
Without you girls I could just lie down and die
In the gift shop
I stay on track till I get on top
Delay my fall
I’ll never call still I love you all
Burn Benny Burn
1. What have I got that I could give you?
Offer sad dog a bone, but what is left to tell
So what if my gear’s getting crappy
I know I could find some cheap thoughts on QXL
Ref.
But I won’t after this
Had some plans, but they shift
Spend more time in the dire
With the Linko and my Squire
2.
So many ways I’d be persuaded
But you lock your blank eyes on my neck and it’s bite
Told you I’ve just stopped feeling crappy
But both your ears are clogged by your tough love tonight
Ref.
I am left cavities
My ears split, luckily
Buy back time on Ebay
Time I wasted on this day
Midt.
I think I will pass on good feedback
If required latest EQ
Don’t need a clap upon my shoulder
I never did this thing for you
Ref.
Years go by, as do we, growing piles of necessities
Music’s made, songs are done, for the habit, for the fun
Spend your dough, keep up with time, commitment don’t cost you a dime
If you want more sincere, just try asking, I’ll be here
Beer and bones
Hail to the change
The rule of the game that mourners like to play
The right way of deserving what they have and would like
What is wrong with guilt when the motive is to show off?
So shove off back to wherever good people go
1.Bleed on your own
I won’t come over until you’re done
Age in private
You know I’m quite easily upset
Corporate force
You exhale softly don’t shift my course
Buy what we sell
There’s plenty of space in our prison cells
Ref.
Tupperware your dreams
They’re the problem
Them, and not me
2. Muffle the cough
I’d do the Heimlich if you hadn’t choked
Guess you would cry
If that spilled milk was the last you had
Starve out of sight
Lose a few pounds don’t be so uptight
Bleed on your own
I won’t come over until you’re done
Stan
1.Some people are hard to thank
But you put up so much from me over the past
And after eighteen years you’re still my touch with reason
The guy I’ve got in flank
2.You were the one I called during last years panic
Sorry I never called before
No more room for sorrys
If you doubt you matter consider this testimony
Ref.
There’s no one I would confront as hard as you
But you kept playing in our band
We disagree about anything, but Stan
I agree you’re the Man
3. Remember the popcorn?
We would walk through blizzards towards the big guy on Texaco
Then there was our Plan B:
We had eight from Hansa and two from Mounthammer
Ref.
There’s no one I would confront as hard as you
But you kept being my friend
We disagree about anything almost
Especially where there’s guitar
You shouldn’t feel bad I got the better looks
You’ve got the coolest t-shirts
I think I’m talking for everyone almost
We agree you’re the Man
The Wrong Idea
1. Did you know I’m falling for your angles?
Did you know I’m falling for what you put on our site?
Did you know I’m falling for your motives?
Did you know I’m falling for more than your black and whites?
Pre1
You’ll show at my penthouse
With a friend and some Christmas brew
You’ll make my lyrics seem better
After I’ve laid the tracks for you
2. Do you know I’m falling for your lab rats?
Don’t think that’s a line I’ll use next time I’m in a bar
Do you know I’m falling for the whole package?
Do you know the last time I fell I can’t remember?
Pre2
My friends at disposal
I’ll hear after a month or two
They’re sorry, sometimes you regret
Don’t care cause what I want is you
Ref.
I’ll borrow at weekends
And sometimes talk to you
I’m always off boundaries
Why can’t she like me too?
3. Do you know my courage tends to fail me?
Do you know my courage usually fails when I’m with you?
I know I could try, but never be him
I know that you long for happy endings like I do
Ref.
I’ll bargain at weekends
I’ll be your contraband
I’m always off boundaries
But sometimes hold her hand
Ref.
I’ll borrow at weekends
And sometimes talk to you
I’m always off boundaries
Why can’t she like me too?
Outro
You wake up on my mattress
Means nothing probably
I’ll see you next weekend
Without the wrong idea
September, this year
1. Walk on plain fields under stars
Only sound by distant cars
And the steps of our feet
On the gravel road beneath
2. Fall brought the warmth and the leaks
Looking forward to next week
That’s the first in some time
But it’s actual and it’s mine
3. Page number nine brought the girl
And the things I’d left behind
As nervous as you
Hold your hand if you hold mine
Ref.
Some how she came to stay
Almost as I feared
September’s good this year
Just hope we get to October too
Strip my chest and mark it well
The hurting season’s near
a. If you want off, say when
I’m the before and then
Rocked like a steady cam
Rock it like a cynical
b. If there are dues I’ll pay
Pre-emptive harder way
Rocked like a steady cam
Rock it like a cynical
c. Tell me if you’re feeling cold
I will be your centrefold
Rocked like a steady cam
Chalk me at the place I am
d. Let me in on second base
You will be my final maze
Rocked like a steady cam
With you I’m never cynical
4. What it all meant; phone calls spent, every post card never sent
It’s the same, just bygones, it’s September from now on
Ref.
Then she came to stay
Almost as I feared
September’s good this year
Just hope we get to October too
(Stay)
I haven’t lost the fear
It’s only been a year
And I feel better than I’m used to
Strip my chest and mark it well
The hurting season’s near
Prove my love
In the blink of an eye you were there right on time
Right when I’d given up on these things for sure
Now there numeric distractions, there are actions
You hear me talking
I hear you talking
Now I can mellow it down cause if I’m sure of something then it is you
Still there are my drama tendencies linked to soothing beverages too
These lines won’t prove my love
These lines won’t prove my love
I’ve lived a life spilling chances
Looking for answers mostly places I’ve already been to
Still there’s some room for me changing
It’s always, “I hear you talking”, “You hear me talking”
My recreational habits tend to hinder me from being social
But there are feelings I can’t express during this sampled piano song
These lines won’t prove my love
These lines won’t prove my love
I won’t be all you want me to
But I promise I’ll only be yours
I’ll write you songs like the next guy would
The important is what this song don’t prove