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© 1992 Neal
Gladstone

We’re self-righteous Stanley and self-righteous Sue
We live on self-righteous avenue
You know you could be self-righteous too
As long as you believe what we do
If you suffer from confusion
We have the ideal solution
We can offer you a guarantee
Of freedom from uncertainty
Just accept our dogma mindlessly
And ignore the Constitution
We maintain a close inspection
Of unauthorized affection
As the guardians of morality
It’s our responsibility
To violate your privacy
For your own protection
To protect you from corruption
We’ll defy the court injunction
Since you have no shame or self-control
It’s up to us to save your soul
And take a more directive role
In your reproduction
If you’re looking for salvation
We have inside information
Invest with us and rest assured
Your pains and problems will be cured
Your place in heav’n can be secured
With a large enough donation

© 1982 Neal
Gladstone

There’s something I should tell you,
But please don’t tell my wife
You may not want to hear it,
But it’s bugged you all your life
It’s clear and it’s confusing,
It’s simple and complex
It’s sex sex sex sex sex
You can’t discuss it with your neighbor
But you watch it on TV
It’s against the law to buy it,
But it’s legal if it’s free
From the tiniest mosquito
To Tyrannosaurus Rex
Sex sex sex sex sex
Mother smacked you if you said it
When you were just a kid
You were uncool if you didn’t
And suspended if you did
Every school boy knows about it
But it’s censored from the text
Sex sex sex sex sex
You meet a guy from Frisco,
He’s staring at your throat
He’s sexy if you like him,
Obnoxious if you don’t
You have to be suspicious,
It’s just what he expects
Sex sex sex sex sex
Now it’s okay if you do it,
But not on the first date
It’s charming to imply it,
But pushy to be straight
And don’t let on you’re thinking
About what’s coming next
Sex sex sex sex sex
If you’re married it’s a blessing,
If you’re single, it’s a sin
You do it with your husband
But you think of it with Jim
He’s floating off in ecstasy,
You’re balancing the checks
Sex sex sex sex sex
You want to but you shouldn’t
You tried to but you couldn’t
And when you finally did it
You suddenly wish you hadn’t
You always face rejection
You always risk infection
Hey!
There’s no way to escape it,
They use it to sell cars
It’s been going on forever,
In palaces and bars
They built California
On the marriages it wrecks
Sex sex sex sex etc. etc.

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© 1981 Neal
Gladstone

Take it all boys, take it all
Push her down boys watch her fall
Take her heart hear it break
And when you’ve taken everything there is to take
You’ll have nothing
Take her tears boys, take her breath
Take her soul boys plan her death
Take her oceans, take her lands
And when every piece of gold is in your hands
You’ll have nothing
You have brought her down with your disdain
While singing pretty songs about her amber waves of grain
She will not forgive you now
It doesn’t matter anyhow
Take it all boys take it all
Send an army build a wall
And when you’ve taken everything
Then everyone will know that you were king
Of nothing
nothing

Words by Neal Gladstone

The most beautiful sound I ever heard
Toyota Toyota Toyota Toyota
All the cars on the road in a single word
Toyota Toyota Toyota Toyota
Toyota Toyota Toyota Toyota
Toyota, I just drove a car named Toyota
And now I understand how lovely a sedan can be
Toyota
I just bought a car called Toyota
And suddenly the road will never be as cold to me
Toyota
Drive it fast and the doves are cooing
Drive it slow and it’s almost like screwing
Toyota, I’ll never stop driving Toyota
The most beautiful sound I ever heard
Toyota

© 1975 Neal
Gladstone

You could walk along
The other side forever
You may never know
I’m dreaming of
You could disappear
Like ripples in the river
You could be the one I love
Like a drop of rain on a window pane
Like the sunset on a mountain
Like a whiporwill on a windowsill
Like a bubble in a fountain
You could be the one
To fill my nights with laughter
You could sparkle like
The stars above
You could be here now
And gone the moment after
You could be the one I love

© Neal
Gladstone

I met you in a Polish meat store
I really like the way you dressed
I ordered 50 pounds of Bratwurst baby
And I was really quite impressed when you
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Worked the sausage worked the sausage
And then I asked you out for breakfast
We laughed a had a couple of drinks
And then I ordered toast an coffee
But you just wanted smokey links I saw you
And then I asked you out for breakfast
We walked into a small cafe
You took me up to your apartment
You offered me a glass of wine
You made me a salami sandwich baby
And then you really blew my mind when you

1989 Neal Gladstone

He stood 5 foot 8 weighed 145
And everyone knew not a man alive
Could save a dollar or mow a yard
Or tell worse jokes or get as hard as…Malango
He grew up tough in New York City
Where the girls are fast and life ain’t pretty
He had half a stomach and one good eye
But people shook when he walked by…Malango
He stalked the halls of CHS
The sophomores feared him more than death
The junior boys cleared him a path
And the girls longed to share a bath with…Malango
He played volley ball like a man possessed
With an iron fist and 30 inch chest
The women screamed and quaked with fright
As they gazed in awe at his mighty spike…Malango
After work he’d wrap his hand
Around an Old Milwaukee can
He liked his women like he liked his brew
Clear, full-bodied, dark and cool…Malango
One day a new mime teacher rode into town
And challenged Joe to a silent show down
At center stage they took their places
Gasping and wheezing at 20 paces…Malango
That stranger was good but Joe was better
And hearts beat fast as hands slapped leather
The stranger knew his time had come
When he saw the massive gleaming gun of…Malango
And then one day he borrowed a buck
And climbed into his pickup truck
He slid her down into first gear
And said, “Hey, baby, I’m outa here.”…Malango
And late at night when children cry
And thunder rolls across the sky
As the final stroke of midnight falls
One name still echoes down the halls…Malango

© 1982 Neal
Gladstone

You’re a practical man with your feet firmly on the earth
You’re the kind of man who says that love’s more trouble
than it’s worth
Then one day you meet a sweet young thing,
a little kiss and a walk in the rain…
You can go or stay, but either way, there’s gonna be
some pain
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Pain, pain, pain, everybody knows it by name
It’s the final verse, the ancient curse,
the weight at the end of the chain
Pain, pain, pain, it’s enough to drive a body insane
But it’s the price of life, so why should I complain?
You’re a hard-working man, then a rich uncle passes away
Now you don’t want to blow your new-found dough so you
hire a CPA
You were poor before, but at least you could sleep
Now you worry about that capital gain
The market falls, your broker calls
You’re gonna have some pain
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Bridge:
Sticks and stones can break your bones
And nasty words can hurt you
And no used part can mend your heart
When one you love deserts you
And ad campaigns and fast food chains
Are always there to con you
While various bacteria feed on you
You’re a family man, just trying to do what’s right
But you lose your job, get a little drunk, and stay out
late one night
Your wife decides to leave you, and your son joins the
army in Spain
It’s not your day, what can I say, you’re gonna have
some pain
Pain pain pain everybody knows it by name
It’s the final verse, the ancient curse, the kidney stone,
the broken bone
The market crash, the stolen cash, the dentist drill,
the doctor bill
The night in jail, the bathroom scale, the losing horse,
the third divorce,
CHORUS