"Sorry Ma, Forgot To Take Out The Trash " lyrics

released 1981
Twin/Tone Records

 

 
Takin’ A Ride
 

  Stay right there, go no further
Don't get a doctor, don't get my mother
It's too far to walk, gotta decide
Turn around, we're takin' a ride

So take another pill, from your purse
Take a little ride, in a hearse
We're takin’ a ride
We're takin’ a ride
We're takin’ a ride
Take me

Goin’ real fast, hanging out the window
Drinking in the back seat, half the bottle
The light was green and so was I
The radio's blasting, “turn that shit off”

Ninety miles an hour, slidin' on grease
I got my doubts we'll make it in one piece
Just takin’ a ride
We're takin’ a ride
We're takin’ a ride
Take me

(Go, uh)

Stay right there, go no further
Don't get a doctor, don't get your mother
Out of the car, your hands on the hood
Takin a ride but it's doin' no good

So take another pill, from your purse
Take a little ride in a hearse
We're takin’ a ride
We're takin’ a ride
We're takin’ a ride
We’re takin’ a ride!

top of page

 
Careless
 

Yeah
Irresponsibility's my closest friend
Forget my duty, I could give a shit
Talk about the city ordinance
Tell me that we're insubordinate
Plan tomorrow, money to borrow
I could care less, care less
Could care less, care less
I'm careless, careless
That's the way I stay

I never pay attention, watch my step
Never pay my bills, way in debt
Tell me about the fuckin' ordinance
Tell me that we're insubordinate
Plan tomorrow, money to borrow
I could care less, care less
I’m care less, care less
So careless, careless
Yeah, that's the way I stay
Stay
Stay

Careless, careless
So careless, careless
Yeah, I’m careless, careless
So careless, careless
Careless is the way I’ll stay

top of page

 
Customer
 

(Tape's rolling...O.K.)

  I'm in love with the girl who works at the store but I'm nothing but a,
Customer
I'm a customer
I'm a customer
I'm a customer

How about cigarettes?
I don’t take sugarless
You sell waterbeds?
I'm a customer
I'm a customer
I'm a customer
I'm a customer

Yeah, can I get change?
Ah, where're the twinkies?
What's on sale?
I'm a customer
I'm a customer
I'm a customer
I'm a customer
I love you

Customer
I’m a customer
I’m a customer
I’m a customer

But, I'm in love with the girl who works at the store & I'm nothing but…

Ooho, I’m a customer
I’m a customer

top of page

 
Hangin' Downtown
 

ti s’that ,kcuf a evig t’nod I

  (I remember...ready?)

Well
It gets about three, everything is swell
C'mon down, c'mon what the hell
Oh, I know a better TV, there’s a whole lot to see
When you're, hangin' down,town

Wait, date, no I can't go
I gotta stick around, watch my show
Well, I know it's better than the TV, and there's a whole lot to see
When you're, hangin' down,town

Bus stop, pimps and whores
Liquor stores, Seventh street , Sixth street
Bus stop, bus stop, bus stop, bus stop
Anyway, I ain't got no place else to go

Bus stop, bus stop, bus stop, bus stop
It's about three, everything is swell
Oh, Downtown, c'mon what the hell
Oh I know a better TV, and there’s a whole lot to see
When you're hangin' down, town
Everybody hangin' down, town
Hangin' down
Downtown, downtown, downtown

top of page

 
Kick Your Door Down
 

(1-2-3-4)

  Your radio is playing rather loud
It don't sound like me
Your attitude <?> so proud
That don't bother me

I'm gonna keep on knockin
Gonna keep on poundin
Gonna knock, I'm gonna pound
I'm gonna knock, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kick(kick) your door down
Gonna kick (kick) your door down

I wonder what goes on
Behind closed doors
I'm waiting outside your door
Don't enter more

Said, keep on knockin
A keep on poundin
I’m gonna knock, I’m gonna pound
I’m gonna knock
I’m gonna kick (kick) your door down
Kick (kick) your door down

<mumble?>
Keep on knockin’, keep on poundin
(Ugh)

Your radio is playing way to loud
And that don't sound like me
Your attitude <?> so proud
That don't bother me

Oh, keep on knockin’, keep on poundin
Knock, pound, knock
Now I’m gonna kick (kick) your door down
Kick (kick) your door down
Kick, kick your door down
Kick, kick your door down

top of page

 
Otto
 

Everybody gotta go Otto, Otto
Everybody gotta go Otto-to
Everybody wants to know Otto, Otto
Everybody wants to know Otto-to

Stop
Everybody gotta go Otto, Otto
Everybody gotta go Otto-to
Everybody wants to know Otto, Otto

Everybody wants to know Otto-to

See, everybody gotta go Otto, Otto
Everybody gotta go Otto-to
Everybody wanna know Otto, Otto
Everybody wanna know Otto-to

Tried to come over here
Thought I might give her, give her a call
Tried to phone my baby, give her a call
But Otto, he went crazy
He ripped the phone right off the wall

Otto, Otto

top of page

 
I Bought A Headache
 

And all I needed was just a breath of fresh air
I want a, I want a folding chair

St. Paul Civic Center
Giving me a 8 dollar and 50 cent
I bought a headache
I bought a headache
Headache

Smoking marijuana till it's comin' out of my ears
A long haired girl shakin' way past her years
So come on, c'mon
So come on, c'mon
8 dollar and 50 cent headache
1 bought a headache
headache

I bought a headache

St. Paul Civic Center
I bought an 8 dollar 50 cent
I bought a headache
I bought a headache
I bought a headache

(Alright, thank you, ya feel alright? Party alright? Everybody happy?)

(Christopher Mars)

(Cheering)

top of page

 
I Hate Music
 

(Oh, no...O.K..tape's rolling...so what)

  I hate music
Sometimes I don't
I hate music
It's got too many notes

I hate my high school
Sometimes I went
I hate music, man
Never heaven sent

Tommy says so
Tommy says so
Tommy says so
Tommy says so so so so what

I hate my father
One day I won't
I hate my father
Just get off my back
Ooh

I hate music
It's got too many notes
Are you listening?
So
Tommy says so
Tommy says so
Tommy says so, bubby

I hate music
Sometimes I don't
I hate my father
One day I won't
I hate music
Turnin' me off
I hate music

top of page

 
Johnny's Gonna Die
 

  Johnny always takes more than he needs
Knows a couple chords, knows a couple leads

Johnny always needs more than he takes
Forgets a couple of chords, forgets a couple of breaks
And everybody tells me Johnny is hot
Johnny needs something that he ain't got

And Johnny's gonna die
Johnny's gonna die
Johnny's gonna die

Everybody stares and everybody hoots
Johnny always needs more than he shoots

Standing by a beach and there ain't no lake
He's got friends without no guts, friends that never ache
In New York City , I guess it's cool when it's dark
There's one sure way Johnny you can leave your mark

And Johnny's gonna die
Johnny's gonna die
Nana, nana, nana

Johnny, Johnny,
Johnny, Johnny
Bye-bye, bye-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye

top of page

 
Shiftless When Idle
 

Every,body that's on my block
They're tired of me, that ain't no shock
And I ain't got no idols
I ain't got much taste
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
And I got time to waste
(Yeah)

They tried, to tell me that I should learn
They told me, it's best I wait my turn (Yeah)
I can't wait forever
I can't wait that long
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I wanna play this ...

(mumble)(mumble)
Go, nanana, na-na
Nananana, na,na,na
Nanana, oohoh, ooh

I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I'm shiftless when I'm idle
I'm shiftless
I'm shiftless

top of page

 
More Cigarettes
 

I don't watch the TV, I watch the clock
Party goin' <Tired of that?> up there on the block
The neighbors complain that they can hear
I smoke my cigarettes, drink my cola

I need more cigarettes
More cigarettes, I need

Everybody's waiting, sitting on a stool
Black leather jacket and she's oh so cool
Everybody's waiting, they better show
Chased out back <all the way home?>

More cigarettes, I need
At six o'clock batten the hatches
We got cigarettes but ain't got no matches

I put some holes in my filter, holes in my head
I better get fit , I'm reading in bed

More cigarettes
Give me more cigarettes
Gotta, gotta get more cigarettes
Want more cigarettes
Cigarettes, cigarettes

top of page

 
Don't Ask Why
 

Really, lost my good thing now
Really, lost my good thing
You don't call, I don't cry
You don't call and I and
We know, it's over now
We know, it's over
The way I used to love her
That's the way I hate it now
The way I used to love ya
Well, don't ask why
Don't ask why
Don't ask why

You're, goin' out of my mind
I'm staying out of yours
The way I used to love ya
That's the way I hate it now
You know the way I used to love ya
That's the way I hate it
Don't ask why
Don't ask why
Don't ask why
(Screaming)(Humming)

Don't, don't, don't ask why
Don't, don't, don't ask
Way I used to love ya
That's the way I hate it now

You know the way I used to love ya
That's the way I hate her
Don't ask why
Don't ask why
Don't ask why
Don't ask why
Why not?

top of page

 
Somethin' To Du
 

Delivering noise
Real tough boys
What else have I got
Half-priced drugs
Stolen guitars
What else is new
It's somethin to du
It’s Somethin to du
We ain't nothin new

Stand around and sweat
Girls you bet
Sure beats working too
Half my stuff's
Broken guitars
Wah, Wah, Wah
Somethin to du
Somethin to du
It ain't nothin new
It's somethin to ... du

(Give me)
Woo somethin to du
Somethin to du
Nothin to
It's somethin

Delivering noise
Real tough boys
And what else have I got
Half-priced drugs
Stolen guitars
When the weather's hot
It's somethin to du
It's somethin to du
Said somethin to du
Somethin to Husker

(Break the mould)

top of page

 

I'm In Trouble
 

I gotta hide, I gotta run
Try suicide, well that ain't no fun
Oh you won't ever say that it's so
You're in love and I'm in trouble
(Yeah)

Spend my cash, waste my time
Take out the trash, not this time
Well you won't never say that it's so
You're in love and I'm in trouble

I'm in
You're in
I'm in
You're in
Trouble
(Waaaaa)

 I 'm in
You're in
I'm in
You're in
Trouble
Trouble
Trouble
Trouble

I gotta hide, I better run
I'll try suicide, no no no that ain't no fun
Ooh, you won't ever let me go
You're in love and I'm in trouble
(Yeah)

top of page

 
Love You Till Friday
 

Some girls are a pain in my life
When they try to be my wife
So some may come and some may go
'Round each night
Try to be my wife
Oh no, I'll call you on Friday
I'll call you on Saturday
I'll love you till Friday
Come on

Some girls are a pain in my life
When they try to be my wife
So some may come and some may stay
Out each night
If they try to be my wife
Oh no, I'll call you on Friday
I'll call you on Saturday
I'll love you till Friday
Come on, come on

Oh no, I'll love you till Friday
I'll call you on Friday
I'll love you on Saturday
(Yeah)
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On and on and on

(I'll call you later)

top of page

 
Shutup
 

Well apathy's got a hold on me
And it won't let go
Tell me your problem, I'll tell you mine
Motherfucker you're gonna know
Well I can go for a change
Go for a job
Tell me about your rock band
Tell me about your job
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up

Well Tommy's too young
Bobby's too drunk
I can only shout one note
Chris needs a watch to keep time
Never find the time to vote
And I can for a change
Go for a job
Tell me about your girlfriend
Tell me about your job
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
(Shut up you dumb fuck, good luck)

top of page

 
Raised In The City
 

Raised in the city
Ready to run
Cruise to the lake
Fun, fun, fun
Disinclined to groove around

Raised in the city
Raised on beers
She gets rubber
All four gears
Disinclined to lay down

Get outa my way
I can't see it
Outa my way
Can't see no band

Raised in the city
Ready to drop
Cruise to the lake
Call my pop
Tell him that I'm doin' just fine

Raised in the city
Ready to listen
Keep tellin'em
What I been missin'
Why don't you just sit down

Get outa my way
I can't see it
Outa my way
Can't see no band

(Alright)
Raised in the city
Ready to run
Cruise to the lake
Fun, fun, fun
Disinclined to move around

Raised in the city
Till I'm old
Buy a car maybe
When I'm old
Fix my goddamn head, fix it, fix it

Outa my way
I can't see it
Outa my way
Can't see no band
Outa my way
I can't see it
Outa my way
Can't see no band

top of page