Nellie McKay Jukebox

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I WANNA GET MARRIED
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

i wanna get married
yes i need a spouse
i wanna nice leave it to beaver-ish
golden retriever
and a little white house
i wanna get married
i need to cook meals
i wanna pack cute little lunches
for my brady bunches
then read danielle steele
i wanna escape
this rat race i've created
i'm feelin' enervated
i don't care if i make it
i just want to bake
a sugar cake
for you to take
to work in the morn
and i'll stay home cleaning the dishes
and keeping your wishes all warm
i wanna get married
that's why i was born

i wanna partake in bake sales for the classroom
i wanna hear the sweet tune
of sally's little vroom vroom
as she zooms
around my broom
as i exhume the gloom
of my shallow life
i wanna be simple
and honest
and dimpled
cause i am your wife
i will never tarry
i'm not even torn
i wanna get married
that's why i was born

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CHANGE THE WORLD
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

i wake up
i am bored
to my pictures i implore
should i go or stay
what should i be today
make a leap
go to sleep
should i cry or should i weep
where should i go from here
am i hetero or queer
ah, self destructive
what joy it is
i need recovery
caffeinated fizz
should i run
should i hide
happy pill
or suicide
contribute
or refute
have a kid
then call it cute
ah, self esteeming
in suburbia
my shelf is teeming
a pet ahead

oh ho ho
what should i say
what should i pray
who would care if i went ahead and punched the wall
oh ho ho
what do i care
what should i wear
what does it matter if i change the world at all

i listen to some rap
i give myself a slap
come on use the pain
drink up from the rain
just arise, unsupervised
healthy, wealthy
you know, wise
dance around
make a sound
let yourself become unwound
god i'm so german
have to have a plan
please ethel merman
help me out this jam
ding a ling
ring a ding
anything just do something
feelin' dense
on the fence
civil disobedience
come now's the hour
go and deviate
can'tcha feel the power
hope you 'ppreciate

oh ho ho
what should i say
what should i pray
who would care if i went ahead and punched the wall
oh ho ho
what do i care
what should i wear
what does it matter if i change the world at all

okay dr. phil
ready for my pill
flex my psychic muscle
guess we'd better hustle
people are dying now
do something you ugly cow
sorry for myself again
me, my wallet and my men
jesus i love you
frank i love you too
hit the road together
get out of this zoo
no exist just a pit
apocalyptic and a zit
hurry now
pack your bags
adieu you mall scalawags
got my sneakers velcroed
snap my bookbag on
goodbye little zipcode
how can i go wrong

oh ho ho
what should i say
what should i pray
who would care if i went ahead and punched the wall
oh ho ho
what do i care
what should i wear
what does it matter if i change the world at all
what does it matter if i change the world at all
what does it matter if i change the world at all

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IT'S A POSE
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

jimmy
you know my love is true
an' davie
you know i love only you
and mitchie
oh, you give meaning to every day
nathan hold on i got somethin' to say

menfolk they need their women
but women don't need their men
ladies can walk away grinnin'
but guys act surprised
i thought i was your man
why'd ya leave me baby
well sir here's a maybe
maybe it's because we can
what the hell do you mean
well for instance
you get a one you want twofold
and what else
you're a fiend
you're tight fisted
got no moral molars
shrug your shoulders
sell your soul to get your gold
but hey hey hey
that ain't nothing to do with you
you're a sensitive joe
i'm forgettin'
but every woman knows
it's a pose
just a pose

you're preenin' in your armchair
and i'm steamin' at your knee
go on pontificatin' like i care
peter lorre then a story
bout ac-dc
harvard educated
frustrated dictator
tyrant with a phd
what the hell do you mean
well for instance
you have started every war
and what else
you're obscene a coincidence
get your pornos from time warner
who is fornicatin' foreign shores
but hey hey hey
that ain't nothin' to do with you
you're a sensitive joe
i'm forgettin'
but every woman knows
it's a pose
just a pose

sammy
oh let me put away the kettle
oh no honey
your arrogance is what makes you special
and manny
of course when you leave you are missed
oheleaydeehooo
fellas can'tcha see i'm pissed

trying to enjoy my readin'
but you insist on interpretin' text
aw go on fuck off i'm pleadin'
every sentence is a pretext for sex sex sex sex
god you went to oxford
head still in your boxers
but you're male so what should i expect
what the hell do you mean
well for instance
you've committed every rape
and what else
i won't heed your insistence
mister copulatin'
populatin'
masturbatin'
denegratin'
birth of a nation instigatin'
violator of my escape
but hey hey hey
that ain't nothin' to do with you
you're a sensitive joe
i'm forgettin'
but every woman knows
it's a pose
just a pose
heaven knows
the world's your ho
but she's getting too old
for your pose
oh -- there she goes

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TOTO DIES
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

and when the dawn breaks through the drums start
beating the morning to the farm
your grimace widens and your lips part
sounding the silent alarm

and when the bells explode they scatter
hitching a hand onto the breeze
the grand bureaucracy grows fatter
whistling the old melodies

oh we oh
goes the buckingham jewel guard
oh we oh
goes the cop on the beat
oh we oh
goes the kid in the schoolyard
oh we oh
goes the kid on the street

hey man what's happ'ning with you
i watched that episode too
maybe i'll get some chinese
i'll have the dumplings no msg please

and when the night breaks through they wonder
if all they lost was self respect
they pass the homes of greed and plunder
still ling'ring on the disconnect

oh we oh
sittin' down for the eve'nin'
oh we oh
through the civil earthquake
oh we oh
safe in bed and they're dreaming
heaven knows if they'll ever awake

yeah i'll have my coffee black
hey look we're bombing Iraq
i guess that's the only way
oh did i tell you we got fifi spayed

and when they get to work they hear drums
the boom fills all the empty space
they file papers la da di dum
trimming their shoebox with lace

oh we oh
but there's somethin' a growin'
oh we oh
through the bustle and hiss
oh we oh
fuck the lawns that need mowin'
oh we oh
there is somethin' amiss
oh we oh
oh we oh
oh we oh we oh

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WON'T U PLEASE B NICE
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

if you would sit
oh so close to me
that would be nice
like it's supposed to be
if you don't
i'll slit your throat
so won't u please b nice?

if you would hug
your arms right 'round me
that would be snug
like it's supposed to be
if we part
i'll eat your heart
so won't u please b nice?

oh don't you love this romancing
know that it's your life you're chancing
dum di da

isn't it nice
now you've married me
sugar and spice
like it's supposed to be
if you go
i'll get your dough
so won't u please b nice?

stop with your jazz oratory
i only listen to top forty
n*sync rules

isn't it nice
together we'll always live
no sin or vice
we'll vote conservative
if you run
i'll pull a gun
give me head
or you'll be dead
salute the flag
or i'll call you a fag
oh won't u please b nice?

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INNER PEACE
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

in high school
it was cool
to say you look funny
you're a retard dummy
a retarded dummy
yeah you suck
outta luck
you're no playboy bunny
hee hee
so you laugh
it's a gas
they're right on the money
they're just bein' funny
hysterically funny
yeah i'm stupid
it's true
now can we be chummy
maybe

but then it hits you
then it kicks you
then you realize you're not unique
and you ignore it
you implore it
just to letcha turn the other cheek
don't wanna think about the schools in bosnia
don't wanna sing about food in somalia
i don't need this
i don't see this
all i want is inner peace

graduate
but too late
college will just hurt you
soon they'll all desert you
get your just desserts you
all essays
mia format
they'll convert you
could they
so you try
it's like pie
just get more alert you
they''ll not try to hurt you
only you can hurt you
so you say
so you play
they would not subvert you
would they

but then it hits you
then it kicks you
then you realize you're not unique
and you ignore it
you implore it
just to let you get on through the week
don't wanna think about the new armed forces
don't wanna sing about no carriage horses
i don't need this
i don't see this
all i want is inner peace

you pretend
it's the end
ah yes i'm all grown now
uh huh i'm at home now
fool you're never home now
even this laugh'll pass
go answer your phone now
you'll see
see i told you you're old
now you're all alone now
look ma how i've grown now
ain'tcha proud i'm grown now
look this head is all dead
see how much you've done now
ya pussy

but then it hits you
then it kicks you
then you realize you're not unique
and you ignore it
you implore it
just to letcha get on through the week
don't wanna think about the fall elections
don't wanna sing about no vivisection
i don't need this
i don't see this
all i want is inner peace
inner peace
inner peace
inner peace
inner peace

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SUITCASE SONG
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

when it says goodbye
you don't hear it sigh
does that mean that it's gone
far far away
is this your day to

buy a paper
draw a mustache
make the mayor a giraffe
try and tempt fate
get pneumonia
recuperate with soy bologna

can you hear the rain a ploppin', slowly
with a soft and soapy thud
don'tcha worry 'bout a moppin', sholy
you'll only find yourself with mud

mayfaita una maleta
mayfaita una maleta

when you go to bed
lay your fuzzy head
by the nightstand where you
turned off your phone
nobody's home now

ride the subway
make graffiti
go to famous ray's
buy ziti
get the paper
no more artwork
make the mayor a dartboard

can you hear the rain a ploppin', slowly
with a soft and soapy thud
don'tcha worry 'bout a moppin', sholy
you'll only find yourself with mud

mayfaita una maleta
mayfaita una maleta
ohhh

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WORK SONG
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

deliver the paper
deliver the porn
deliver the baker
deliver the morn
a quiverin'
jibberin'
shiverin' ass
of sunshine and good times
that i have to pass
on the way to my job
on the way to my work
on the way to that slobberin'
hoverin' jerk
who's my boss today
who's my boss to stay
who's my supervisor when i'm in my grave
a slave on the run
still under the gun
of attila the hun with a cinnamon bun
i don't know son
was there something i missed
i don't think fritz lang was a fantasist
metropolis exists
is this
if you listen close you can hear the piss

every day's another loss
need the pay so please the boss
through the sludge they mingle by the mile
every worker looks ahead
ah the kiddies must be fed
so they trudge along in single file

joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo

and you turn and you toil
and you burn and you boil
in the tourniquet coil
of the white folks' soil
spoiling with a malaise
worse than disses or dope
waking up in a haze
with your wishes and hopes
and your poor little dreams
all wrapped up in burlap
that you carry along for a sniff or a snack
or a taste in your haste to get right back on track
outta wack with the pack
but acquiring the knack
of ignoring the rustle that quietly seethes
in the hustle
the buy-it
the air that you breathe

every day's another loss
need the pay so please the boss
through the sludge they mingle by the mile
every worker looks ahead
ah the kiddies must be fed
so they trudge along in single file

joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo

every day's another loss
need the pay so please the boss
through the sludge they mingle by the mile
every worker looks ahead
ah the kiddies must be fed
so they trudge along in single file

joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo

every day's another loss
need the pay so please the boss
through the sludge they mingle by the mile
every worker looks ahead
ah the kiddies must be fed
so they trudge along in single file

joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo
joo ming boo haa ooo

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CLONIE
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

my oh my
walkin' by
who's the apple of my eye
why it's my very own
clonie
oh if i should
stroll the hood
who knew i could look so good
just talkin' on the phone to
clonie
we are pals
it's cool cuz we're not lonely
shallow gene pool
is nothing to my only
clonie
me and you
hustlin' through
holdin' on through thick and thin
just day by day
our dna
say the olsen twins got nothin' on us
we'll survive
side by side
mother nature don't you call her phony
she's my
clonie
was wealthy
but not healthy
had no one to dwell with me
so look who i got born
clonie
far from broke
bored rich folk
we don't need no natural yolk
our babies come full-formed
clonie
we'll be huggable
get a publicist and show them
be the most lovable
thing since fucking eminem
oh my friend
multiply
we're a franchise
like walt disney or hannibal lechter
we can tell
our cancer cells
are more benign than old phil spector
we'll survive
side by side
should've signed with verve instead of sony
you're my
clonie

oh clonie how i love you
huh -- i'm the only person i ever loved
gee, that's swell
i guess you're just my fatal attractionie
you're my
clonie

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RESPECTABLE
by Nellie McKay
Copyright Notice: Nellie McKay, "Get Away From Me," © 2004 Sony Music Entertainment Inc.

there's a rich boy
but he doesn't spend
he just drinks his poland spring
he's a quick boy
walking round the bend
or at home alone reading
and he tries to do good
and he tries to do right
so he does what he should
but he's got to subscribe
to the rules of the tribe

now you're playin' for the team
everybody loves to love a winner
and you're bustin' the beguine
everybody knows you're no beginner
but ah the bums say ohhh
things ain't what they seem

you're the respectable member of society
but you ain't got nothin' on me
you gotcha east side certified pedigree
but you won't have nothin' you'll see
because i warned you
they would scorn you
but you never did a thing

when you go in for the kill
everybody wants to make it happen
and you make a hundred mil
everybody wants to scratch your back then
but ah the freaks say ohh
things ain't what they seem
you're the respectable member of society
but you don't have nothin' on me
you got your uppercrust dinner tux sanctimony
but you won't have nothin' you'll see
because i told you
they would mold you
but you never did a thing

ai ai arriba
are you gonna tell
are you gonna hide
are you gonna join the crowd or split
who are you payin'
ahh what are you sayin'
are you gonna sell
are you gonna buy
are you gonna fizzle out or hit
where are you layin'
ahhh what are you sayin'

ahhh he's a grown man
and he wears a tie
and his laugh is hard and fast
he's an old man
far before his time
and his jacket holds a flash
and he tried to do good
and he tried to do right
so he did what he could
but he had to subscribe
to the rules of the tribe

now you're looking for a queen
everybody talks too much and argues
and it makes you wanna scream
don't these little punks realize who they're talkin' to
but ah the scrubs say ohhh
things ain't what they seem
you're the respectable members of society
but you don't have nothin' on me
you got your caterers
and prada
and your matre'd
but you won't have nothin'
you'll see
because i warned you
they would burn you
but you never did a thing

you're the respectable members of society
but you don't have nothin' on me
you're the respectable members of society
you're so respectable
you're the respectable members of society
you're so respectable