Brian Wilson
Words Music by Steven Page

Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
just to check out the late-night record shop.
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane,
but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.

It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning,
it's a matter of fact.
You can call me Pavlov's dog.

Straw Hat and Old Dirty Hank
Words Music by Steven Page Ed Robertson

I tend the wheat field that makes your bread.
I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed.
Mother Nature Mother Earth
Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth

Chorus:
I'm the farmer.
I work in the fields all day.
Don't mean to alarm her,
But I know it was meant to be this way.

Break Your Heart
Words Music by Steven Page

The bravest thing I've ever done
Was to run away and hide
But not this time, not this time
And the weakest thing I've ever done
Was to stay right by your side
Just like this time, and every time
I couldn't tell you I was happy when you were gone
So I lied and said that I missed you when we were apart.

Jane
Words Music by Steven Duffy Steven Page

The girl works at the store sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there
it wasn't long before I lived with her
I sang her songs while she dyed her hair

Chorus:
Jane, divided, but I can't decide what side I'm on
Jane decided only cowards stay, while traitors run
Jane, Jane

When I Fall
Words by Steven Page Ed Robertson
Music by Ed Robertson

I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees.

Chorus:
I wish I could fly
From this building, from this wall
And if I should try,
would you catch me if I fall?

Hello City
Words Music by Steven Page Ed Robertson

Hello city ...

Another night at the Palace 'cause there is nothing else to do.
The same people, the same drinks and the same music, the same quicksand.
I think this harbour town is waist deep and sinking fast.

Chorus
Hello city, you've found an enemy in me.
Hello city, hello city.

Second night at the Warehouse,

What A Good Boy
Words by Steven Page
Music by Steven Page Ed Robertson

When I was born, they looked at me and said,
"What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy."
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
"What a good girl, what a what a smart girl, what a pretty girl."

We've got these chains that hang around our necks

The Old Apartment
Words Music by Steven Page Ed Robertson

Broke into the old apartment
This is where we used to live
Broken glass, broke and hungry
broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live

Why did you paint the walls?
Why did you clean the floor?
Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door?
This is where we used to live

When she was three
Her Barbies always did it on the first date
Now she's with me,
There's never any need for them to demonstrate

She's like a baby, I'm like a cat;
When we are happy, we both get fat and still
It's never enough, It's never enough,
It's never enough

[Chorus]
But I don't tend to worry 'bout the things that other people say
And I'm learning that I wouldn't want it any other way

These Apples
Words Music by Ed Robertson

A friend brought me flowers, she said they were lilacs
But I've never been good with plants
Her next presentation, a new dictionary
She'd circled the word "romance"
So enthusiastic, a little bit drastic
I shaved her name in my head
And as she beheld it, she said I misspelled it;
Need more be said!

Chorus:
These apples are delicious!

If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000)
I'd buy you a house (I would buy you a house)
If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000)
I'd buy you furniture for your house
(Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman)
If I Had $1000000 (If I Had $1000000)
I'd buy you a K-Car (a nice Reliant automobile)
If I Had $1000000 I'd buy your love.

If I Had $1000000 I'd build a tree fort in our yard.

Uncle Elwyn

It's Uncle Elwyn
It's Uncle Elwyn
My Uncle Elwyn is tall
My Elwyn is small
My Elwyn plays a mean basketball
He's about 45 maybe 55, 60
I'm not sure; once he mixed me a drink
I was about 5 years old
It was Koolaid and pop
I thought that was cold
Cold meaning good
Cold's supposed to be bad but i think that I otta would
Change some things,I change their meanings