Difference between revisions of "The Mighty Mighty Bosstones:1-2-8"
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{{SSong| | {{SSong| | ||
+ | | song = 1-2-8 | ||
| artist = The Mighty Mighty Bosstones | | artist = The Mighty Mighty Bosstones | ||
| album = Let's Face It | | album = Let's Face It | ||
| year = 1997 | | year = 1997 | ||
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| credits = Barrett/Gittleman | | credits = Barrett/Gittleman | ||
| lyricist = Dicky Barrett | | lyricist = Dicky Barrett | ||
}} | }} | ||
− | <lyrics> | + | |
− | They made something, they played something | + | <lyrics>They made something, they played something |
Brand new a baby blue machine | Brand new a baby blue machine | ||
Brass tacks, duct tape for the great escape | Brass tacks, duct tape for the great escape | ||
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Wake me up, I need a nap | Wake me up, I need a nap | ||
− | 1, 2 - | + | 1, 2 - what's in the stew? |
− | 3, 4 - no | + | 3, 4 - no one's really sure |
− | 5, 6 - | + | 5, 6 - what's in the mix? |
7, 8 - this stuff tastes | 7, 8 - this stuff tastes | ||
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Great pride in this invention | Great pride in this invention | ||
− | I think | + | I think they're selling snake oil |
At the dog and pony show | At the dog and pony show | ||
And in the garden gee, would you pardon me? | And in the garden gee, would you pardon me? | ||
And by the way how does it grow? | And by the way how does it grow? | ||
− | 1, 2 - | + | 1, 2 - what's in the stew? |
− | 3, 4 - no | + | 3, 4 - no one's really sure |
− | 5, 6 - | + | 5, 6 - what's in the mix? |
7, 8 - this stuff tastes | 7, 8 - this stuff tastes | ||
− | The | + | The explanation's unexplainable |
Hold onto something once dreamt unattainable | Hold onto something once dreamt unattainable | ||
− | The course was never charted, so | + | The course was never charted, so don't look into the books |
− | Secret’s not the recipe, | + | Secret’s not the recipe, it's got to be the cooks |
They made something, they played something | They made something, they played something | ||
Blood, sweat, and elbow grease | Blood, sweat, and elbow grease | ||
− | Well, if you | + | Well, if you can't stand the heat in the kitchen |
Get out it will increase | Get out it will increase | ||
Last train to where? Hey get out of here | Last train to where? Hey get out of here | ||
− | + | Nothing's measured and nothing's weighed | |
A dash of honesty in the recipe | A dash of honesty in the recipe | ||
− | And | + | And that's the first mistake you've made |
− | 1, 2 - | + | 1, 2 - what's in the stew? |
− | 3, 4 - no | + | 3, 4 - no one's really sure |
− | 5, 6 - | + | 5, 6 - what's in the mix? |
7, 8 - and this stuff tastes | 7, 8 - and this stuff tastes | ||
− | 1, 2 - | + | 1, 2 - what's in the stew? |
− | 3, 4 - no | + | 3, 4 - no one's really sure (3, 4) |
− | 5, 6 - | + | 5, 6 - what's in the mix? (5, 6) |
− | 7, 8 - this stuff tastes... great | + | 7, 8 - this stuff tastes... great</lyrics> |
− | </lyrics> | ||
− | {{C:Song|0-9|1 | + | {{C:Song|0-9|1 2 8}} |
Revision as of 13:58, 24 February 2007
“1-2-8” | |
Artist: | The Mighty Mighty Bosstones |
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Albums: | Let's Face It (1997) |
Composers: | Barrett/Gittleman |
Lyricists: | Dicky Barrett |
They made something, they played something
Brand new a baby blue machine
Brass tacks, duct tape for the great escape
Packed in there like sardines
Back and forth, east, south, west, north
Shred the atlas, burn the map
Often lost and paths criss-crossed
Wake me up, I need a nap
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure
5, 6 - what's in the mix?
7, 8 - this stuff tastes
They did something which meant something
And that got them some attention
Eyes wide, a roller coaster ride
Great pride in this invention
I think they're selling snake oil
At the dog and pony show
And in the garden gee, would you pardon me?
And by the way how does it grow?
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure
5, 6 - what's in the mix?
7, 8 - this stuff tastes
The explanation's unexplainable
Hold onto something once dreamt unattainable
The course was never charted, so don't look into the books
Secret’s not the recipe, it's got to be the cooks
They made something, they played something
Blood, sweat, and elbow grease
Well, if you can't stand the heat in the kitchen
Get out it will increase
Last train to where? Hey get out of here
Nothing's measured and nothing's weighed
A dash of honesty in the recipe
And that's the first mistake you've made
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure
5, 6 - what's in the mix?
7, 8 - and this stuff tastes
1, 2 - what's in the stew?
3, 4 - no one's really sure (3, 4)
5, 6 - what's in the mix? (5, 6)
7, 8 - this stuff tastes... great