Naked Baby Photos lyrics

[note: I've listened real hard and
done my research on references, but the fact remains. . .
Parts of this transcription are pretty much shots in the dark.]

(. . .step on your fingernail. . .damn!
that's ok, I can play with one hand, see?
it sounds good!)

Oh goddamn, I saw a goddamn
fuckin goddamn
goddamn- woah!
oh goddamn
shitchya it's cool

play it on the radio
come here one time

instrumental

2-3-4. . .
pull over the car
pull over the car
I think I see some sweet squirrel rim
pull over the car (really)
pull over the car
I think I feel like King Tut again

CHORUS
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
you make me feel
make me feel
meke me feel retarded

I can't leave it alone
jerk off on the phone (yeah!)
I want you to come on over
pretty pretty bad idea

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

Howard, the strangest thing
Has happened lately when I take a good swing
And 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

Boxing's been good to me, Howard
Now I'm told, you're growing old
The whole time we knew

Christmas, twin falls, Idaho is her
Oldest memory
She was only two, it's the first time she felt blue

Cafeteria harrison, elementary
Beneath a parachute, I saw her without shoes
Seven up I touched her thumb and she knew it was me
Although she couldn't see, unless of course she peeked

My mom's good she got me out of Twin Falls, Idaho
Before I got too old
But you know how that goes

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 was all was grass
And I sang and danced about a high-rise
And you were laughing at my helmet hat
Laughing at my torch

Go ahead you can laugh all you want
But I got my philosophy, keeps my feet on the ground
And I trust it like the ground

So you wanted to take a break
Slow it down some, and have some space

Well fuck you too!
Give me my money back,
Give me my money back, you bitch.
I want my money back and don't forget
And don't forget to give me back my black T-shirt

I wish I hadn't bought you dinner
Right before you dumped me on your front porch
Give me my money back, give me my money back, you bitch

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 I thought
Being awake never felt like this before

And Julianne y'know she wouldn't approve
Talked only on the phone 'cause I had nothing to do
Got rid of Axl by the afternoon
Being awake never felt so clear and

Blue, that's all I knew

Now are you ready to rock
Now brace yourself
Brace your fat asses for some gut wrenching metal

It's time for the ultimate sacrifice
The final hour is approaching
The ultimate sacrifice
The ultimate sacrifice

Oh God

Here I sit broken hearted
Came to shit, but only farted

The ultimate sacrifice
Metal, heavy-metal
It's too late to crawl
It's too late, it's too late
No supper for you

I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me

And now it's been ten years
I'm still wonderin' who to be
And I'd love to mix in circles
Cliques, and social coteries - that's me
Hand me my nose ring
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

Stop the bus
I wanna be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years go flying by
You gotta stop the bus
We get off here

Enough's enough
And I'm leaving this factory
All she wants is food on the table
And I won't be able to bring it home

And all I want, come on,
Is all I need, yeh is free
'Cos I'm a factory

Did Mother Nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please

Won't you smile, you look so shocked,
Put the name-tag on your smock.
We've come to see ya
Eddie Walker

And we may pack a little tight
The girl up-front says it's alright.
And look there's more of us still getting off the bus
We wish you'd come back home with us.

Eddie Walker this is your life

This one's you when you were small
And you're learning how to walk.

Satan is my master
He has always been
He tells me what to do
He buys my Metallica records for me
And sometimes I think...

Satan is my master

Pull over the car
Pull over the car
I think I see a fly fisher
Pull over the car
Pull over the car
My dad wants to break up with your sister

You make me feel so retarded
You make me feel so...

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
You make me feel
Make me feel
Make me feel retarded
Can't leave it alone
Jerk off on the phone
I want you to come on over

For the benefit of Tom and Mary,
before our guests arrive.
If they haven't found out already it's gonna blow their minds.
Will they find the strength to find the will to testify
And for the benefit of Tom and Mary,
there's something we can't hide anymore.

Everybody here knows the story,
some have fabricated extra parts.
See the sisters shouting whispers,
feeding heartache to the sparks.

Some summers in the evening after 6 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

I wish it was last September.
So we could lose ourselves in crowds everyday.
'Cos Emaline, don't walk in time,
she's not the same that's all you can say.

That we've learnt our lesson, but I,
Don't wanna walk away from Emaline.

They're talking now.
Does she know what they're saying
She's got the air, to float above it.
I'm sinking into "Someone should pay."

She's dear to me, and so expensive.

Won't you smile, you look so shocked,
put the name-tag on your smock.
We've come to see ya,
Eddie Walker.
And we may pack a little tight,
the nurse up-front says it's alright.
And look there's more of us still getting off the bus.
We wish you'd come back home with us.
Eddie Walker this is your life.
This one's you when you were small,
and you learnt how to walk.