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The Untitled `Loudon Wainwright III`

your life, I'm gonna get you back I'm tired of being stuck up on your shelf Might not wait around, Might kill myself Not only would you miss me, you'd feel guilty to Oh I'd be dead but it'd be too late the

The Picture `Loudon Wainwright III`

There are pictures on the piano, pictures of the family, Mostly my kids but there's an old Picture of you and me.

The Doctor `Loudon Wainwright III`

I went to the doctor and the doctor said Son you look older than me and I'm 71 You're falling apart and not living right I went to the doctor and the doctor said Loud, you've got to stop hanging out With

The World `Loudon Wainwright III`

Oh the world is a terrible place Look at the look on your face It says it all This world's appalling And we ache for outer space 'Cause the world is a terrible place And the world is a crappy old hole

Dead Skunk `Loudon Wainwright III`

Crossin` the highway late last night He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right He didn`t see the station wagon car The skunk got squashed and there you are You got yer Dead skunk in the middle

Men `Loudon Wainwright III`

When a ship is sinking and they lower the lifeboats And hand out the life jackets, the men keep on their coats The women and the children are the ones who must go first And the men who try to save their

The End Has Begun `Loudon Wainwright III`

We walk in your footsteps Though I've had my ups and downs And I'll stand in the silence Until I figure it out One might fall and the other will stand And one might give where the other won't bend The

Rufus Is A Tit Man `Loudon Wainwright III`

Rufus is a tI' man Suckin' on hI' mamma's gland Suckin' on the nipple It's a sweeter than the ripple wine. Yes its sweeter than the wine.

Over The Hill `Loudon Wainwright III`

Once you were a young man, But now you are old - you're over the hill. And you can't cross the palm of time's hand With silver and gold to make him stand still.

The Acid Song `Loudon Wainwright III`

Five of us dropped in the girls' room, Psycadilisized insane quintet.

The Shit Song `Loudon Wainwright III`

When I run into friends of mine I haven`t seen in years They give me the once over then their eyes well up with tears Then they pronounce me looking great I haven`t changed a bit I flash `em back a feeble

The Home Stretch `Loudon Wainwright III`

If the day off doesn`t get you Then the bad reviewer does At least you`ve been a has been And not just a never was And you know it`s not a mountain But no mole hill is this big And you promise to quit

Suddenly It's Christmas `Loudon Wainwright III`

There's lights and tinsel in the window They're stocking up the shelves. Santa's slaving at the North Pole In his sweatshop full of elves.

Underwear `Loudon Wainwright III`

You know when I know just how much I care When I'm carefully folding your clean underwear I see it's all worth it though sometimes it sure hurts Putting back in the bureau drawer all my t-shirts I find

Christmas Morning `Loudon Wainwright III`

Well the banks & the schools & the post office are closed You can park where you please and you won't get towed The streets are empty & the stores are finally closed It's Christmas morning He got a tie

Breakfast In Bed `Loudon Wainwright III`

Well I wake up in the morning And I can't get out of bed You're lying in there with me We stay put instead I grind the beans, squeeze the juice And butter up the toast That takes about an hour Ninety minutes

Come A Long Way (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

We've come a long way since we last shook hands Still got a long way to go We couldn't see the flowers since we last shook hands Couldn't see the flowers on account of the snow What did you do with your

Down Drinking at the Bar `Loudon Wainwright III`

Well, I call you up on the phone: nobody's at home. Then I do my usual thing: I let the telephone ring and ring and ring. I'm standing at a phone booth, coping with the ugly truth.

Nocturnal Stumblebutt (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

"Well it's 3am, and so I creep Around the house 'cause you're asleep I can't sleep, I gotta smoke I think I left some in my coat No they're not there, but there's a chance I left some in a packet in my

Between `Loudon Wainwright III`

Between the forest and the ocean lies a lonely strand The ocean is your mother, and the forest Fatherland.

Pretty Good Day `Loudon Wainwright III`

I slept through the night, I got through to the dawn I flipped a switch and the light went on I got out of bed and I put some clothes on Oh, it's a pretty good day so far I turned the tap, there was cold

Clockwork Chartreuse (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

You got the black belt, I got the gun. Let's team up tonight--have some fun. Let's drink some drinks, find us some fights. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon: it's Saturday night!

Happy Birthday Elvis `Loudon Wainwright III`

I heard a cassette of you speaking On a telephone; From a bunker beneath Graceland, The king sits on his throne. Happy birthday, Elvis; Fifty-eight years old today.

Red Guitar (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

Used to have a red guitar until I smashed it one drunk night Smashed it in the classic form as Peter Townsend might I threw it in the fireplace, I left it there awhile Kate, she started crying when she

Tip That Waitress `Loudon Wainwright III`

the groping hoping you might Come across with a tip and sympathize with her plight Tip that waitress She's getting her masters, supporting her mom Amidst the confusion she remains cool and calm She knows

Drinking Song (Album Version) `Loudon Wainwright III`

Like widowed women, drunk men weep Like children curled up, drunk men sleep Like a dog, a drunk will crawl around on all fours Be he broke bum or rich rake His dinner be it bread or cake His beverage be the

Tonya's Twirls `Loudon Wainwright III`

Then it turned out that she smoked and drank and posed practically nude, And she didn't smile all of the time, she got angry, and was crude.

The Man Who Couldn'T Cry `Loudon Wainwright III`

There once was a man who just couldn't cry He hadn't cried for years & for years Napalmed babies & the movie 'Love Story', For

So Damn Happy `Loudon Wainwright III`

The sad thing is I'm so damn happy Who'd blame her if she were to slap me The sun should not shine when there's rain I should be in a lot more pain At least I should feel slightly crappy But the sad thing

Conspiracies `Loudon Wainwright III`

We don't believe in "You know who" But we don't let the kids know it We're parents, who are grown ups There's a line we have to toe it But we're part of a conspiracy About this bearded big fat guy Who