Fountains of Wayne lyrics

Radiation Vibe

Are you alone now
Did you lose the monkey
He gave you backaches
And now you slouch

He didn't mean it
He's just a dumb ape
Reading Playboy
On your couch

And now it's time to say
What I forgot to say
Baby baby baby
Come on, what's wrong
It's a radiation vibe I'm groovin on
Don't it make you want to get some sun
Shine on, shine on, shine on

I went to Pittsburgh

Sink To The Bottom

I wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you
The ocean is big and blue
I just wanna sink to the bottom with you

Cars on the highway, planes in the air
Everyone else is going somewhere
But I'm going nowhere, getting there too
I might as well just sink down with you

I wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you

Joe Rey

Joe Rey came from Spain
Across the ocean in the frozen rain
And he loves
Point point pointing the finger

Joe Rey is stoned all day
With two hairdressers in a Chevrolet
For a while
I think Joe Rey's gonna linger

Joe Rey is not so pretty
I can't understand why he's so in demand
He stays out late in the city, sometimes, sometimes

Joey Rey smokes at three
Barks like a pigeon

She's Got A Problem

I know a girl who should never be alone
I know a girl who should never be alone
She's a danger to herself and I'm worried about her health
She's got a problem and she's gonna do something dumb

I know a girl who you've got to keep an eye on
I know a girl who you've got to keep an eye on
Everytime she goes outside she barely gets home alive

Survival Car

Don't you wanna ride in my
Survival car
We can take the long way home
Through Central Park

Funny how the ground can find my wheels
I'm going where the road ain't there
And only riding on the path we made
To Union Square

Doing like the young folks do
In west coast towns
Plowing like a banshee through
The overground

Funny how the ground can find my wheels

For a small girl Barbara sure has got a big crush
The kind that makes you want to break stuff
And blame it on a man you don't know

She came down to New York City in a big bus
Nine hours driving and you can't just stay home
So it doesn't matter which way you go

Because all day the radio's been playing the same song
Can't shake that tune but it's ok
Maybe the world isn't so small

Check out the girl in the Harbor Tunnel
Crawling to work six feet under
And the day has barely begun
They're all chewing gum

And laughing at the voice on the crackling radio station
Lead us not into Penn Station
Cause the best part's just begun
We're all becoming one again

And she's making the scene
With the coffee and cream
And the copy machine's not working
She's a hell of a girl

I've Got A Flair

I've got a flair
For pulling your hair
And making you crazy
Oh yeah, oh yeah
It's something I do well

I've got a flair
For making you care
You know you should hate me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
It's something I do well

Well you know I never meant to hurt no one
But I got a knack for getting things undone
And I got a way of ruining your fun
All the time

I've got a flair

Leave The Biker

Seems the further from town I go
The more I hate this place
He's got leather and big tattoos
And big scars all over his face

And I wonder if he ever has cried
Cause he couldn't get a date for the prom

He's got his arms around every man's dream
And crumbs in his beard from the seafood special
Oh can't you see my world is falling apart
Baby please leave the biker

You Curse At Girls

They say you curse at girls
Don't you know it isn't right
You could get yourself in trouble

You've been living in a different world
Looking for another fight
Sifting through emotional rubble

Hey boy, don't you get it
One day, you're gonna regret it when she's gone
Hey boy, you can bet it
You'll be blue

Each time you curse at girls
You curse a little at yourself

Please Don't Rock Me Tonight

I was ready when the big day came
My shoes were good and polished
And you know how bad I wished
I had somebody special to blame
But you know I never care to lay
A blame on for my hairdo

You know it isn't easy to do
When the DJ isn't humming
A part of me suffers too

Baby, please don't rock me tonight
Please don't rock me tonight

Everything's Ruined

Slow down
There's gonna be trouble
You're gonna forget
What you're doing

One false move, baby
Suddenly everything's ruined

Hold on
You're gonna be sorry
You're gonna regret
What you're doing

One false move, baby
Suddenly everything's ruined

And you ought to know
You ought to know
There's only one way this can go

You ought to know
You ought to know

When you think you've found something worth holding on to
But you're reaching for attention
Hoping she would notice you
Collecting bottles and throwin' away cans
Like she was returnable
One day would refill your hands

How she loved you
All you imagined
Fit so well into your plans

Maybe one day soon
It'll all come out
How you dream about each other sometimes
With the memory of

This morning
Under a waking glow
The sun filled our room
Like december snow
Like morning
Through an old window
There's a place in your head
I will always know

To the same world born
Two of a kind
If it's on your mind
It'll be on mine
Cos'

I know you well
Like the soil on the ground
Grass grow in the shadow of a bell
And if the bell will never toll
You and me grow old

mrs. carver says shes sorry
she knows enought to worrie
but what does she know about cryin'

belives the town is sinking
the price of forward thinking
you stay up all night half the time
rackin' your mind alone at night
while all the nabors sleep tight

years ago she lost her daughter
off to a sacred order
where they get stoned and work the earth

clears up her head with burben

He walks alone under the big city lights
He always knows just when the time is right
He never shows what he's thinking
He keeps it inside
Because he's too cool for school

He comes alive when the sun goes down
He gets it right
You know he's always down
He's got one eye open and his ear to the ground
Man he's too cool for school

He's an operator
He's a real player

Bowling Shoes
FoW

Hey now baby donât be shy
I saw you with another guy
He was short but his hair was long
He had your sunglasses on

Ba bada ba ba baah
Ba bada ba ba baah

Picked you up in a German car
He took you out to an Irish bar
You drank bar from a plastic cup
Till you were barely standinâ up

Ba bada ba ba baah
Ba bada ba ba baah