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Ben Folds Five lyrics

Album: Ben Folds Five [1995]

Tracks12
 01  Jackson Cannery
 02  Philosophy
 03  Julianne
 04  Where's Summer B?
 05  Alice Childress
 06  Underground
 07  Sports & Wine
 08  Uncle Walter
 09  Best Imitation of Myself
 10  Video
 11  The Last Polka
 12  Boxing
all Ben Folds Five lyrics



Jackson Cannery
Stop the bus
I wanna be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years go flying by
You gotta stop the bus
And get off here
And I'm leaving this factory

And all she wants
Is food on the table
And I won't be able
To bring it home
And all I want, come on
'cause all I need , yeah is free
'cause I'm a factory

Did mother nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But big brother got the keys
And I got jackson cannery

Woah, woah
Woah, woah

Millionaires (millionaires) and mill rats live side by side (side by side) here,
Messed up my brother's mind (woah!..)
Who's far from earth
And tell me what's he worth? (nothing!)
The same as you , the same as me
In this factory

Did mother nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But big brother got the keys
And I got jackson cannery

Woah, (come on), woah
Woah, (thats pretty good try it again!), (think so? ), woah

It's 4 in the morning
Mother don't know
That I'm going far away
She's whispering to the moon
I hope you don't, join you soon

Baby boss
Climbs up on his soapbox
Great caesar's ghost
Knows what's best for me
Stop the bus

Did mother nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But big brother got the keys
And I got jackson cannery

Big brother got the keys
And I got jackson cannery

Big brother got the keys
And I got jackson canneryback to top
Philosophy
Won't you look up at the skyline
At the mortar block and glass
And check out the reflections
In my eyes
You see they always
Used to be there
Even when this all was grass
And I sang and danced
About a high-rise

You were laughing at
My helmet hat
Laughing at my torch

Chorus
Go ahead you can
Laugh all you want
I got my philosophy
Keeps my feet on the ground
And I trust it like the ground
And that's why my philosophy(my phil-)
It keeps me walking when I'm falling down(o-so-phy)
I see that there is evil
And I know that there is good
And the inbetweens
I never understood
Won't you look at me
I'm crazy
But I get the job done
Yeah I'm crazy
But I get the job done

Chorus

I pushed you 'cause
I loved you guys
I didn't realize
You weren't having fun
I dragged you up the stairs
And I told you to fly
You were flapping your arms
You started to cry
You were too high
Too high

You may take this all for granted
Take the mortar, block and glass
And you forget the speech
That moved the stone
It's really not the you can't see
The forest for the trees
You've never been out
In the woods before

Go ahead you can laugh
All you want
But I got my philosophy
Keeps my feet on the ground
And I love you
You're my friend
But you got no philosophy
Now it's time for this song to endback to top
Julianne
I met this girl
She looked like axl rose
Got drunk and took her home
And we slept in our clothes
And in the morning put
My feet on the floor
And thought
Being awake never felt
Like this before

And julianne you[demo:i] know
She wouldn't approve
Talked all day on the phone
'cause I had nothing to do
Got rid of axl by the afternoon
Being awake never felt
So clear and blue

Chorus
That's all I knew
Guess that I was innocent too
I'll sing a song yeah
And it won't be the blues
'cause I don't miss julianne

My friend she told me
She felt sorry for me
She said the truth would
Come crashing down on me
That I'd be sorry,
But the truth of it is
That I feel guilty for
Not giving a shit

Chorus

I got a bag of trash
I got my bag of trash
I walk it up and down
And drag it up and down
The road.
How could she miss a man
Who drags a bag of trash
Down the road?
[demo:don't know what she
Saw, what she ever
Saw in me aw hell no

I can play this fucking piano!]
This week I feel
Like I've been born again
I know that julianne
She would have a fit
She'd find a reason for
The things that I did
And give me credit
For the things that i
Never been

Ohh, that's all I knew
Guess that I was innocent too
[demo:ohh, that's what I am
Say I'm not a sensitive man]
Yeah I can try just
As hard as I can
And I don't miss julianne
Ah ooh that's all I do
Guess that I was innocent too
Yeah I can try just
As hard as I can
But I don't miss julianne

Chorusback to top
Where's Summer B?
I'd like to tell you
Like to tell you
Tell you everything
'cause nothing changes
Ever changes
Doesn't seem the same these days
Dave's been a mess since cheryl left
Just sits at home
And beats back death
And beth still wears that
Stupid dress

Chorus
There goes joe caparo again
With darren's girl friend
They're asking where you been
Like I know
Where ya been
Hey summer, where ya been?

I tried to tell you
Tried to tell you
Took a little bit too long
And now your phone
Is disconnected
And your shit's out on the lawn
The hardback cafe closed down
Now we've got office town
You should have stuck around 'cause

There goes ross and frank again
They're holding hands
They're asking where ya been
Like I know
Where ya been
Hey summer, where ya been?

I could take a train
Or fly away
Maybe write a book
And change my name
I could settle down

There goes joe caparo again
Hey, that's darren's girlfriend!
There's ross and frank
They're holding hands
They've been asking where ya been
Hey summer, where ya been?
'll smoke a bowl with caleb
We'll fly away or settle down
But
Hey, hey summer, where ya been?back to top
Alice Childress
Some summers in the evening
After six or so
I walk on down the hill
And maybe buy a beer
I think about my friends
Sometimes I wish
They lived out here
But they wouldn't
Dig this town
No they wouldn't
Dig this town

Chorus
Try not to think about it
Alice childress
Try not to think about it anymore
Try not to think about it
Alice childress
Anymore,
No not anymore
No

Alice the world
Is full of ugly things
That you can't change
Pretend it's not that way
That's my idea of faith
You can blow it off
And say there's good
In nearly everyone
Just give them all a chance
Give them all a chance

Chorus

No it didn't work out
No it didn't work out
The way we thought it would
No it didn't work out
An arranged marriage
Is not so good

Thank God it's you
You know your timing is
Impeccable
I'm not fooling you
I don't know what to do
Some dude just knocked me cold
And left me on the sidewalk
Took everything I had
Everything I had

Try not to thing about it
Alice childress
Try not to think about it anymore
It's getting light where you are
Alice childress
Anymore, no not anymore
Anymore, no not anymoreback to top
Underground
I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me
And now it's been ten years
I'm still wondering who to be
But I love to mix in circles,
Cliques and social coteries,
That's me
Hand me my nosering
(can we be happy? )
Show me the mosh pit
(can we be happy? )
We can be happy
Underground

Who's got the looks?
Who's got the brains?
Who's got everything?
I've got this pain in my heart
That's all
Hey you, with the long
And lonely face
There's gotta be something else
Let me tell you something else
There was a girl who passed me by
She gave a smile, but I was shy
And looked down, so down
Don't look there no no
Go go underground
Now now there's a place to go
It's the morning now
It's the evening
It's everything
I click my heels and I'm there

Chorus
Underground, underground, ooh
Everything's happy underground
You been kicked around
Did life bring you down here?
Everything's heavy underground

And we'll be decked
In all black
Slamming the pit fantastic
Officer friendly's little boy's
Got a mohawk
And he knows just where
We're coming from
It's industrial
Work it underground
Get down, get down, get down

Chorus

We can be happy
We can be happy
We can be happy
Underground
Oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can be
Everything's heavy!back to top
Sports & Wine
Destiny was calling
Monday afternoon
Wednesday you'll be crawling
And you'll pray to be there soon
With sports and wine
Sports and wine, no no

Chorus
The girls don't understand it
What you think is art
My, oh my, we're all impressed
How sensitive you are
Everybody's talking about you now
You know it's true
Because it always has been
Sports and wine for you

Some men never grew up
Fortunate like you
Some men never found out
What it takes to be a dude
That's sports and wine
Sports and wine, no no

Chorus
The girls don't understand it
Anything you say
I don't understand it either
Guess that makes me gay
Everybody's talking about you now
You know it's trueback to top
Uncle Walter
Your unlce walter's going on and on
'bout everything he's seen and done
The voice of fifty years experience
He's drunk watching the television
You know he's been around the world
Last night he flew to baghdad
In his magical armchair
With cigarettes and six pack
Yeah, he just got back
The spit's flying everywhere
Hey hey hey hey

Chorus
Your uncle walter's going on and on
(oh you're back so late)
Where did oyu go that you were gone so long?
And how could you leave me here
So long with uncle walter?

Your uncle walter saw
Who fired the shots
He drove his chair in the cavalcade
He's flown from south africa to
Countries where they beat themselves
On the backs with chains
There was a fleet of battleships
And one reclining chair
Headed north on the arabian sea
Now he's back to tell us how
He and his oldest boy blair
They're getting rich on
A mail order scheme oh oh

Chorus
Your uncle walter's going on and on
(we're so glad you're home)
Where did you go that you were gone so long?
And how could you leave me here
So long with uncle walter?

Your uncle walter told me
Everything he'd do if he were president
Now what a perfect world
This world would be
If he were president now
But he's not!

And he sees the children smoking pot
He knows that in a moment they'll be
Shooting up heroin
Teardrops in his armchair
A fifty minute lecture
Tobacco juice rolling down his chin

Chorusback to top
Best Imitation of Myself
I feel like a quote out of context
With holding the rest
So I can be for you what you want to see
I got the gestures and sounds
Got the timing down
It's uncanny, yeah
You'd think it was me
Do you think I should take a class
To lose my southern accent?
Did I make me up
Or make the face 'til it stuck?
I do the best imitation of myself.

The problem with you speech
You gave me was fine
I liked the theories about
My little stage
And I swore I was listening
But I started drifting
Around the part about me
Acting my age
And now if it's all the same
I've people to entertain
I juggle one handed
Do some magic tricks and
The best imitation of myself

Maybe I'm thinking
Myself in a hole
Wondering who I am
When I ought to know
Straighten up now
Time to go
Fool somebody else
Fool somebody else

Last night I was
East with them
And west within
Trying to be for you
What you want to see
But I can't help it
With you the good and bad
Comes through
Don't want you hanging out
With no one but me
Now if it's all the same
It comes from the same place
And if my mind's somewhere else
You won't be able to tell
I do the best imitation of myself
Yes it's uncanny to see
You'd really think it was me
The best imtitation of myself
Do the best imitation of myselfback to top
Video
Barren stares as they light up the screen
Bearing teardrops that shatter
In slow motion
Novocaine our brains
And we're out like lights
And as I'm growing older I'm bored
I remember when misery thrilled me much more
When I can't relax
And I'd like to go back

Chorus
But that's gone
[2x: we don't think that way no more]
Yeah that's gone
Turn around
Turn the volume down
We're counting the days down
To the day when we'll live
In a video
I'll be stonefaced and pale
You'll pout in stereo
Twenty four hours every day of the year
Oh, what fun,
I can't wait 'til the future gets here

Closing in on the pain and the torture
He's slamming the door
Like it's something to strive for
The girl tearing curtains down
Looks funny as hell
And of sense of humor
Can there be any doubt
Yeah, that natural selection
Has weeded it out?
Just to keep me from laughing out loud

Chorus

Well, I've seen some old friends
Sort of die
Or just turn into whatever
Must have been inside them
Whatever all of us had then in common
Grew up
And left home
We don't think that way no more
Turn around
Turn the volume down
We're counting the days downback to top
The Last Polka
Well, she crept back in the house
At half past three
Shook her head to see him
Snoring in his sleep
If he really loved me,
She said,
I wouldn't have to be so mean.

He's a heap of junk that
Pours from his top drawer
He sometimes likes to spread it
Out around the floor
It's evidence of what
He was like
He likes to remember when

Chorus

Sha-la-la sha-la-la sha-la-la
The end is growing near
Though we're treading water now
And holding back our tears
And the day is rising
Wer're singing,
Sha - la - la - la - la

In a minute it will all be coming down
And they know it now
But no one makes a sound
It's such a shame to
Ruin this bright, lazy summer day

Chorus

My, my. . .
The cruelest lies are often told
Without a word
My, my. . .
The kindest truths are often spoken,
Never heard

She said,
You've been pushing me
Like I was a sore tooth
You can't respect me
'cause I've done so much
For you.
He said, well, I hate that
It's come to this, but baby,
I was doing fine
How do you think that i
Survived the other twenty-five
Before you?

Chorusback to top
Boxing
Howard, the strangest things
Have happened lately when i
Take a good swing at all my dreams
They pivot and slip
I drop my fists and they're back
Laughing
Howard,

My intention's become
Not to lose what I've won
Ambition has given way to
Desperation and i
Lost the fight for my eyes

Chorus
Boxing's been good to me, howard
Now I'm told, you're growing old
The whole time we knew
A couple of years I'd be through
Has boxing been good to you?

Howard, now I confess
I'm scared and lonely and tired
They seem to think I'm made of clay
Another day
I'm not cut out for this
I just know what to say
I say

Chorus

Well sometimes I punch myself
Hard as I can, yelling
Nobody cares
Hoping some one will tell me
How wrong I am
Howard,

Chorus
Boxing's been good to me howard
Now I'm told
You're growing old
The whole time you knew
A couple of years
I'd be through
Has boxing been good. . .
Has boxing been good. . .
Has boxing been good?back to top
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