Four Little Songs Lyrics
Dave Bidini
Four little songs...
(One, two, three?)
Four little songs...
It would make us happy if you sang along
ONE: Do you like it? I like it
You were good, you were shrapnel, quick
But your knife blade wouldn't stick
A tool is a weapon when a love goes sick
You were bored of me...
Three little songs...
We make them up as we go along
TWO: This lady's shaped like the Tour de France
A thousand wheels besieged the city of romance
The cigarettes all burn like hay (hey! hey!)
A yellow jersey stained red, cabernet
Two little songs...
Chorus-Verse, and you can't go wrong
THREE: Huge creatures plowing the streets tonight, right, right
Ruin an ambush, set the sky alight, light, light
On the carousel (of life)...
One little song...
Just one more part then we'll move along
FOUR: (Strange men, as strong as bears and as fierce as wolves
Hungry men, hungry for the skins of beaver and mink and otter.)
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I had a dream I stood in Neil Young's kitchen
He looked superior, and I felt like retching
I said I had to go away
He said, "No you must obey
The laws of the universe
And the laws of the second verse
You're only as good as your last song
It's better to burn-out than to be proven wrong
Your voice will sound like a giant gong."
I cracked my fingers and my brain goes...
(Goo goo goo goo goo, yeah yeah.)
(Four, three? two, one...)
No little songs...
We made them all up and now they're gone
