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Stan at the Office
04:08
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I didn't mean to be mean to Stan at the office
But I can seem a little standoffish
I should ask Stan if he wants a sandwich
Because I'm going to the stand to get a Myles Standish
I asked Stan if he wanted a Standish
Because I didn't mean to be mean to Stan at the office
I walked miles to the stand for a sandwich
I accidentally got Stan the wrong sandwich
So I ate the Standish, I ate it one-handed
I arrived at the office and I was empty handed
I guess I'll go to the stand to get another sandwich
I didn't mean to be mean to Stan at the office
I'm sorry Stan!
When I got back I gave Stan Myles his sandwich
And I told Stan to eat his sandwich in the office
I watched Stan shove his sandwich in his orifice
I stood over Stan as he ate his sandwich
Stan Myles ate his sandwich he ate is one-handed
The Myles Standish I got from the sandwich stand
I didn't mean to stand over Stan at the office
But I can seem a little standoffish
I'm sorry Stan!
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Lyrics written by Pennywise
I got a question, for all you sinners
Have you ever wondered is this all there is to life?
A quick adventure, not much to mention
A slow procession leading us to die!
Is there a heaven, a distant valley,
A golden meadow waiting for us in the sky?
No one right answer, spirit seems broken
Still I just can't help but wonder why?
Seems like a tragic waste of time,
Who cares what happens when you die?
Life's too short to wonder why,
Get on with your life
In towering churches, and holy temples
They all conspired to tell me how to live my life,
But no religion, or new theism
Could ever provide proof to quench my mind
And now I wonder, who's sky I'm under
Is there a heaven waiting for me when I die
No one right answer, spirit seems broken
Still I can't help but wonder why
Seems like a tragic waste of time
Who cares what happens when you die?
Life's too short to wonder why
Get on with your life
So many questions I can't tell the difference
Too many abstract thoughts now wrestle in my mind
Through the darkness somewhere should be waiting
A final truth to shower me with light
Their pearls of wisdom, and tales of glory
They feed me nicely until I found it was all a lie
No one right answer, spirit seems broken
And still I can't help but wonder why?
Seems like a tragic waste of time
Who cares what happens when you die?
Life's too short to wonder why
Get on with your life
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Bill the Ball
02:37
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Bill was a ball, who was no fun at all
In fact he didn’t even roll
He used his feet to walk down the street
And one day he went for a stroll
He came to a stop at an ice-cream shop
And gave the server a glare
She said, “Can I help you?” He said, “I don’t care”
He tasted all the sample flavors and said, “They’re just okay”
The people in line said, “He’s taking too long!” but he wouldn’t go away
The server said, “Three dollars for a single scoop if you want more?”
He said, “It’s cheaper at McDonalds” and he left the store
The city buildings echoed his slapping flip flops
Then he came to a halt at the magic shop
The big picture window reflected his face
As he stood outside like a statue in place
Amused by the things that he saw on display
Whoopee cushions, wind up teeth and modeling clay
Rubber vomit, a can of snakes and plastic bones
X-ray glasses, itching powder and projectile ice-cream cones
The magician said, “Come in, the entertainment is free”
Bill the Ball said, “Can I use the potty to wee?”
The magician said “Sorry, you must buy something first”
Bill the ball called him a heathen and cursed
The magician said, “You’re not happy? I’ll show you a trick”
He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a stick
“Look, nothing in my hand” Then POOF! A parakeet.
Bill the ball said, “I can do that” without proof and walked down the street.
Bill the Ball saw a pizza truck, they had slices for free
He waited in line behind a family of three, a mom, a dad and a kid
He whined about the wait, the dad said, “Do you want to skip?” and he did
The pizza guy said, “All we had left is cheese”
Bill took the slice without saying “Please”
Bill the Ball yelled “Where’s the meat?”
And complained some more as he continued to eat
The child asked his mom, “What kind of person complains about things that are free?”
The mom said, “No one wants to be like Bill the Ball but someday that could be you or me”
“You see, that Bill the Ball won’t amount to anything at all and he hasn't really done anything wrong”
And the boy said, “Then why is he in a song?”
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