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Eels lyrics

Album: Souljacker [2001]

Tracks16
 01  Dog Faced Boy
 02  That's Not Really Funny
 03  Fresh Feeling
 04  Woman Driving, Man Sleeping
 05  Souljacker, Pt. I
 06  Friendly Ghost
 07  Teenage Witch
 08  Bus Stop Boxer
 09  Jungle Telegraph
 10  World of S#! T
 11  Souljacker, Pt. II
 12 What Is the Note?
 13  I Write the B-Sides
 14  Hidden Track
 15  Jehovah's Witness
 16  Rotten World Blues
all Eels lyrics



Dog Faced Boy
Eels - dog faced boy
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Coming home from the school today
Crying all along the way
Ain't no way for a boy to be
Begging ma to shave me please

You little punks think you own this town
Well someday someone's gonna bring you down
Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy
Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy

You, take back what you said now
That's the last time I cry
You tell me what it is to be a friend, now
'till I walk beside you on the street now

Ma won't shave me
Jesus can't save me
Dog faced boy

Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy
Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy
Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy
Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy

Going back to the school tomorrow
Hang my hairy head in sorrow
Ain't no way for a boy to be
Aint' no way to set me free, now

Ma won't shave me
Jesus can't save me
Dog faced boy

Ma won't shave me
Jesus can't save me
Dog faced boyback to top
That's Not Really Funny
Did you think that I would laugh when you said I was small
Did you think that that would pass as if nothing at all

You say a lot of funny things, my little bunny
And I almost always laugh, but that's not really funny

You play the little bells and tell a good story
You bake delicious pie and that's enough for me

But I don't think that I'm your man, and you're my little honey
And I like what you have to say, but that's not really funny

You must not continue to wear my ? ? like me
The neighbour children threw the window to the sea

The little boy will wipe his nose bacause it's runny
Then point at me and laugh, but that's not really funnyback to top
Fresh Feeling
You don't have a clue,
What it is like
To be next to you.

I'm here to tell you,
That it is good,
That it is true.

Chorus:
Birds singing a song,
Old pain is peeling,
This is that fresh
That fresh feeling.
Words can't be that strong,
My heart is real,
This is that fresh,
That fresh feeling.

Try, try to forget,
What's in the past,
Tomorrow is here.

Love on the sky above,
Lie in your way,
There's nothing to fear.

Chorus

Some people are good,
? ? ? the hood,
So pure and so free.

I make a safe bed,
You're gonna get,
Whatever you need.

Chorus

That fresh feeling.
This is that fresh feeling.back to top
Woman Driving, Man Sleeping
Woman driving, man sleeping.
Wear the suitcase on the rack.
White lines shooting by,
On the pavement like the sky.
Looking straight ahead, into the black.

Woman driving, man sleeping.
There's no radio to play.
Sitting with the map,
Laying crumpled on her lap.
Looking for the toll money to pay.

(chorus)
Man sleeping is man dreaming,
In a large apartment house.
Walking and knocking on doors.

Woman driving, man sleeping.
Passin' all the other cars.
Searching in the black,
But never turning to look back.
A little metal box under the stars.

(chorus)

Woman driving, man sleeping. (x2)back to top
Souljacker, Pt. I
22 miles of hard road
33 years of tough luck
44 skulls buried in the ground
Crawling down through the muck
Aw yeah

Johnny don't like the teacher
Johnny don't like the school
One day johnny gonna do something
Show 'em he's nobody's fool
Aw yeah

Sisters' brothers make better lovers
Family affair down under the covers
Trailer park of broken hearts
Won't let you leave until you're bleeding

Sally don't like her daddy
Sally don't like her friends
Sally and johnny watching tv
Waiting for it to end
Aw yeah

Sisters' brothers make better lovers
Family affair down under the covers
Trailer park of broken hearts
Won't let you leave until you
Rock

22 miles of hard road
33 years of tough luck
44 skulls buried in the ground
Crawling down through the muck
Aw yeahback to top
Friendly Ghost
If you're scared of dying you better
Not be scared to live.
I've been spending all my days
Giving all I can give.

Last night I heard someone walking
Through my bedroom door.
What they want I'm not exactly sure.

Chorus:
A friendly ghost,
Is all I need. (x2)

Working time on a broken watch,
Countin' days till the the old shop sells me back my saxophone
And everyone's gonna leave me alone.

Two times I thought I heard someone
Knocking on the glass.
I hit my head and prayed that it would last.

Chorus

If you're scared of dying you better
Not be scared to live.
I've been carrying round a grudge,
I think I better forgive

Last night I heard footsteps walking
On the attic floor.
Got up and I opened up the door.

Chorus

If you're scared of dying you better
Not be scared to live.
I've been spending all my days
Giving all I can give.back to top
Teenage Witch
Looking down town, sunrise of sam
Bring it on down now, i'm in a jam
Where did you find such a rocking vest?
So get away kid you've become a pest
Heaven can't help a teenage witch from sinking deeper down into the ditch x2

Silky gown, pink and brown, shut you down and shut you up.

Little lizard legs and little lizard tails
Always taste better when you're sitting in jail
Still i don't think i can't resist
After all the turds that i had to kiss

Heaven can't help a teenage witch from seeking deeper down into the
Ditch x 4

Keep an arms length from the long arm law
Gonna to the banks for a fifity dollar draw
Gonna find a place where werewolves hang
Knocking on the door, for a fifty dollar bang

Silky gown, pink and brown, shut you down and shut you up.

Heaven can't help a teenage witch from seeking deeper down into the ditch x 3back to top
Bus Stop Boxer
I don't miss where I came from
But each night I dream about being back home
When I wake up in the morning
I'm too tired, tired of being alone

So I get up and go downtown
And pick me out a little piece of ground
Where I can prove something to the world
I can prove something to the world

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer x2

Daddy put us in the truck and
Dropped us off and said good luck, then
One lucky kid waiting for the bus
Made a winner out of one of us

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer x2

Going down by the railroad tracks, where
People know that they better not relax
I'm the man, baby, I am the man
This is where I can make you understand

I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me x2back to top
Jungle Telegraph
Mama had a epidural
Hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was blue
The darker clouds are showing noon
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
Didn't give in,
I came out.

And here I am.

I found my way, down the street.
Chicken hawks, filled with meat.
The man was big, the gun was loaded,
She had cash, but never showed it,
I heard screamin', bleeding throat
And baby I got on that boat.

And here I am.

Now I'm up here in the trees
Shaking off the bugs and fleas
The days are long, the sun is beatin'
He says (it says) I don't die with you

Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now

Send it by giraffe, on jungle telegraphback to top
World of S#! T
In this world of shit
Baby you are it
A little light that shines all over
Must take over and see us through the night

daddy was a troubled genius
Mama was a real good egg
Why don't we just get together
For whatever and see if it's alright

I spent so many days
Just staring at the haze
And I think that that's a book
That I don't have to write again
Now when I rise I shine
I got you on my mind
And the question isn't if
The question is merely when...

Baby I confess
I am quite a mess
So let's get married and make some people
More than equal in this world of shit

I will make a pledge
To get down off the ledge
You and I belong together
And forever we will have our loveback to top
Souljacker, Pt. II
Souljacker can't get my soul
Ate my carcass in a black manhole
Souljacker can't get my soul
He can shoot me up full of bullet holes
But the souljacker can't get my soul

Souljacker can't get my soul
Left my carcass with the worms and moles
Souljacker can't get my soul
He can hang my neck from the old flagpole
But the souljacker can't get my soulback to top
I Write the B-Sides
I write the b-sides
That make a small portion of the world cry
I like the seaside
And singing songs that make you not wanna die
Throw a stone into the sea
And wait for it to come back to me
Better get out on the boat
'cause someone told me that stones don't float

I like to sit out back
And look up at the squirrels in the trees
They don't like radio tracks
And they don't ever talk down to me
Throw a nut up in the tree
Gonna fall right back on me
Well these guys know who they are
And what they need is in their own backyard

I like to play in the snow
I stick my hand in now where did it go
It might be mighty cold
But that's all part of not doing what you're toldback to top
Hidden Track
So you've got balls now
Marie on the run
Down on newberry street
Seventeen seconds of fun

Apes are overrated, blucky
A kinky batch of pudding, yay!
Garbage dump pumpkin rot
And candy apple gray

Werewolf in a flower bed
Perfect day for lucky guy
This song was never meant to be released
What's that flaming ball in the sky?

The crack head from texas
He can read my feet
A bruised pinata
And a liquid pixie

If friends were flowers
Nothing gold can stay
Consexual sense
And squeegee tales

Bees in the cookie jar
Symphonic despair
Reinventing the manifesto
I, you, we ... don't care

Jacuzzi's and bunnies
A broken fondue set
Koool g is in the outhouse
You can be my mr. french

This old frisbee
Is shitting in the alley
I saw a naked picture of me on the internet
Wearing jesus's new snowshoes
Golly gee

If hell is crowded, then we shall sing
A hip song for the kids in the back
For michele & the dripping of a faucet
Ride the vicious bicycle on the tracks

Olympic mayonnaise, dr. thunder!
Low occupancy vehicle stops and starts
With hollywood suspicion
The doctor had snake partsback to top
Jehovah's Witness
Jehovah's witness leave me alone
Jehovah's witness i'm not at home
Keep on a-knockin' and ringin' the bells
Knockin' your way straight to hell

Jehovah's witness let's not pretend
That for one second you are my friend
Knock on my door and i'll turn out the light
Close the curtains and turn in for the night

Jehovah's witness why must it be
Just when i'm feeling good i look out and see
You walking up in your very nice suit
Like i'm some old lady who'll give up her loot

Jehovah's witness leave me alone
Jehovah's witness i'm not at homeback to top
Rotten World Blues
Well i went walking
Out yesterday
A man was carrying a sign that says
"the world is gonna end tomorrow"
Hey buddy, got a nickel i can borrow?

This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
The sooner you recognize this simple fact
Then this rotten world gives you what you lack

Ol' miss headtrip
She's gettin' down
You don't see her much walking 'round town
Well you could say that she needs a little lovin'
Looking for a light with her head in the oven

This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
The sooner you recognize this simple fact
Then this rotten world gives you what you lack

Miss kovaleva
She's lookin' good
Walkin' her ass through the neighborhood
She knows something that you don't know
Something she learned about a long time ago

This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
The sooner you recognize this simple fact
Then this rotten world gives you what you lack

This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back outback to top
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