1.TELL ME A STORY

What must I do to take a holiday
Show me a bill that they can make me pay
Tell me a story
And maybe I'll believe it
Me I'm just a lucky guy
Young and free
Too hard to cry
Lorna from my school she's twenty one
She's good looking and a married girl so
Tell me a story
Tell me stories
And man I ain't complaining
Me I'm just a lucky guy
Young and hard
Too tough to cry
Standing in a show
The lights ain't low
They're shining down on me
And I like, I like it
Just like I like I like it
I'm taking like I find it
What did they do to chill the joy away
What did they do to say you had to pay
And pay
And pay
Tell me stories
You know I never can believe them
Never ever
Me I'm just a lucky guy
I'm young and free
Too dumb to cry
What must I do to take a holiday
Show me a bill that they can make me pay
Tell me a story
And maybe I'll believe it
Me I'm just a lucky guy
I'm Young and free
Too hard to cry

2.NEW VALUES

I'm healthy as a horse
Ah, but everything is spinning
And if I use a gun I'm sure to go to prison
I'm stubborn as a mule
And nobody breaks my rules
Ah, but nothing comes my way
I've got a hard-ass pair of shoulders
I've got a love you can't imagine
Yeah, and what I got I double
I swear I'm keeping out of trouble
I'm looking for one new value
I'm looking for one new value
But nothing comes my way
We live in the same world
We were young in the 20th century
Ah, but nothing comes my way

3.GIRLS

I love girls
There all over this world
Like to look at you
Well I'm gonna tell you about girls
They're all over this world
Some have beautiful shapes
I wanna live to be ninety-eight
Yeah, somebody to talk to
And I like to look at you
Yeah, somebody to talk to
And I love to look at you
'Cause you're a real fine girl
Last week in Paree
I was hanging down with Suzee
That crazy French magazine
She turned me backwards to a new scene
'Cause she was somebody to talk to
And to tell my troubles to
She was somebody that's so fine
Worth my looking in to
She's a beautiful girl
Summertime
Oh, and the living is easy
The girls are jumping
And the cotton is high
Your daddy is rich
And your mama's good looking
So hush little baby
And don't you cry
'Cause you're a real fine girl

4.I’M BORED

I'm bored
I'm the chairman of the bored
I'm a lengthy monologue
I'm living like a dog
I'm bored
I bore myself to sleep at night
I bore myself in broad daylight coz
I'm bored
Just another slimy bore
I'm free to bore my well-bought friends
And spend my cash until the end coz
I'm bored
I'm bored
I'm the chairman of the board
I'm sick
I'm sick of all my kicks
I'm sick of all the stiffs
I'm sick of all the dips
I'm bored
I bore myself to sleep at night
I bore myself in broad daylight coz
I'm bored
I'm bored
Just another dirty bore
All right doll-face
Come on and bore me
I'm sick
I'm sick of all my kicks
I'm sick of all the stiffs
I'm sick of all the dips
I'm sick
I'm sick when I go to sleep at night
I'm still sick in the broad daylight coz
I'm bored
I'm bored
I'm the chairman of the. . .
Bored

5.DONT LOOK DOWN

don't look down
they're making sort of crazy sounds
don't look down no
don't know who else came to kneel
on this empty battlefield
but when I hear that crazy s0und I don't look down
from central park to shanty town
I always hear that crazy sound
from New York to shanty town
there's always something else
don't look down. no
I went this morning to the cemetary
to see old Rudy Valentino buried
lipstick traces on his name
he never looked down
'cause they were making crazy sounds
from central park to shanty town
he always heard that crazy sound
there's always something else
don't look down. no
When I see you standing there
I can't see the clothes you wear
I just hear that crazy sound
and I can't look down
I've always heard that crazy sound
from New York to shanty town
there's always something else
Don't look down, no
Don't look down
Don't look. don't look down
No I won't be bored I won't be there
look at life it s no piece of cake
When I hear that crazy sound
I don't look down
From central park to central town
I always hear that crazy sound
from New York to shanty town
there's always something else
Don't look down, no
Don't look down
Don't look don't look down

6.THE ENDLESS SEA

Oh baby, what a place to be
In the service of the bourgeoisie
Where can my believers be
I wanna jump into the endless sea
Oh, oh the endless sea
Oh, oh the endless sea
I wanna jump into the endless sea
Let it wash all over me
Above us is a dirty sky
Full of youths and liquors
A little girl, a little guy
This air can't get much thicker
Oh, oh the endless sea
Oh, oh the endless sea
Oh, oh the endless sea
Let it wash all over me
And when you're tight for the rent
You think you're gonna break
But you know it's no damn good
Just one more phony on the take
You better go home, buddy
I really think
You better go home, buddy
You better go home, buddy
The endless sea

7.FIVE FOOT ONE

Yeah, I like it
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
I'm only five foot one
I got a pain in my neck
I'm looking up in the city
What the hell what the heck
I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steel's above me
There's love in my eyes
And I'm doing the things
A five foot one man can do
I'm only five foot one
I got a pain in my heart
All the night I'm working
In the amusement park
With a bottle of aspirin
A sack full of jokes
I wish I could go home
With all the big folks
And I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Anything
I'm only five foot one
Unless the time has come
I won't grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore
'Till I'm losing my head
I'm checking it twice
I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice
And I'm doing the things a five foot one man can do
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Yeah, I wish life could be
I wish life could be
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
I won't grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
I'm only five foot one
I'm five foot one

8.HOW DO YOU FIX A BROKEN HEART

How do you fix a broken part
How come the sun's too bright to live
Tell me how to fix it
How do you fix a broken heart
Who said this life's too much to bear
Just tell me how to fix it
It's broken
It's broken
What good is it broken
What good is it
How can I fix this broken heart
How come the sun's too bright to bear
Anyway I fix it
So take off your hard hats boys
In a moment of silence
Yeah, get out the your toolbox boys
You'll fix me I know it
How do you fix it
Get out the toolbox boys
I know you can fix things
I know you can fix things
I know you can fix things
I know you can fix it
So how do you fix it
A broken heart
Fix my broken heart
Fix my broken heart

9.ANGEL

Still when I was crying
You were on my side
Angel, you can come and see me here tonight
Angel, of course you're always more than welcome here
Still I'm needing somebody else again.
Writings up my place
There is nothing much I want to do about it
The way I fall without you
The way I'm dull without you
I split my score, offer you love.
Still when I was crying
You were on my side
Angel, I never thought that I'd be free or clear
Angel, except for you, I doubt that I'd be here
Still I'm needing somebody else again.
Still I'm needing somebody else again

10.CURIOSITY

Because of curiosity
All the Vandals had to see
The golden throne
Of Ancient Rome
And brought the city to its knees
Because of curiosity
Because of curiosity
I'm just riddled with anxiety
I'm the lowest level
As a matter of fact
I often dwell for days on this
But when I see your smiling face
I'm so disgraced
And if you're holding out on me
I get curious
As curious as I can be
Curious
Because of curiosity
Curiosity killed the cat
But satisfaction brought it back
In terms of this cat
As a matter of fact
I'll meet you at the old mouse hole
I'll meet you at the old mouse hole
When I see your smiling face
I'm so disgraced
If you're holding out on me
I get curious
As curious as I can be
Curious as I can be
Curious as I can be
Yeah, curiosity

11.AFRICAN MAN (instrumental)

12.BILLY IS A RUNAWAY

Billy was a Bird dog
He pulled up in a Bonneville
I went to see my manager
He usually handles these things
Billy pulled his wallet
Full of hundred dollar bills
Took me for a joyride
Talking about the stereo
Driving in the left lane
I'm thinking about my burial
We pulled into the liquor store
And he was underage
And all he said to me was
Put your money away
'Cause Billy is a runaway
Billy's got a Family
Gonna skin him alive
His dope dealing sister
Wants him to join the enterprise
I leave him at the motel
They can talk it all over
His sister's got a baby now
And Billy hardly knows her
Well I'm a friendly kind of guy
And I had to have him over
I gave him a drink
What do you think
His hands start shaking
His boots start quaking
Billy is a runaway
Runaway
His hands start shaking
His boots start quaking
Runaway baby
Billy is a runaway

13.CHIANS (instrumental)

14.PRETTY FLAMINGO (instrumental)