Songs

Everybody going quote hunting
They want to know names, dates, matters of fact
They wanna figure out what you sound like
And wrap you up as nice and appealing as a cigarette pack
They wanna put you in a box
And claim hero status every time they let you out
And they’re all sniffing about…

Everybody going quote hunting
They wanna crash head first into society’s brick wall
They wanna dance, smile and make connections
Get an invitation to society’s brick ball
They wanna break through the glass ceiling
Eat mushrooms and grow tall
Everybody’s doing their dirty laundry
In a nearby bathroom stall

Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
Boys and Girls
Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
So let me ask you, if nobody’s around to hear,
Does she make a sound when she falls

Summertime…
Summertime and the living’ is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy’s rich and your ma’ is good looking
So hush little baby don’t you cry

Summertime and the living is easy, is easy
There ain’t no fish in the oily Hudson
But the boy on the 21st floor is sure real high
And your daddy’ don’t pay child support no more
And some agency is on his tail
And your mama’s poppin’ Valiums in the basement
Saying her life has gone to hell

Summertime…
Summertime…

Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy don’t cry
Gonna get you the best pot money can buy
Gonna get you the best road a toll will pay
Gonna ride ride ride away
Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy don’t cry
Gonna get you the best pot money can buy
Gonna get you the best road a toll will pay
Gonna ride, ride, ride away
Gonna fly, fly, fly away
Gonna fly, fly, fly away

Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
Boys and Girls
Trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger-trigger happy
Trigger-trigger-trigger happy

Let me ask you, if nobody’s around to hear,
Does she make a sound when she falls
Everybody going quote hunting
They want to know names, dates, matters of fact
They wanna figure out what you sound like
And wrap you up as nice and appealing as a cigarette pack
They wanna put you in a box
And claim hero status every time they let you out

Everybody going quote hunting
And they’re all sniffing about
Everybody going quote hunting
And they’re all sniffing about
Everybody going quote hunting
And they’re all sniffing sniffing us out…