The Incomplete Alphabet of Music That's Mediocre (to everyone else)
A is for All I Want Is You by Barry Louis Polisar
If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I'd want is you to be my sweet honeybee
And if I was a tree growing tall and green
All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves
B is for Beautiful World by Colin Hay
And still this emptiness persists
Perhaps this is as good as it gets
When you've given up the drink
And those nasty cigarettes
Now I leave the party early
At least with no regrets
I watch the sun as it comes up
I watch it as it sets
Yeah, this is as good as it gets
C is for Closing Time by Semisonic
Closing time, open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on over every boy and every girl
Closing time, one last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home but you can't stay here
D is for Devil's Haircut by Beck
Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses
Coming to town with the briefcase blues
E is for Easy Tonight by Five for Fighting
Shotgun fire, anybody home
I got two dimes in the telephone, all right
But it's not easy tonight
F is for Frontier Psychiatrist by The Avalanches
That boy needs therapy, psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy, purely psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Lie down on the couch! What does that mean?
You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut!
What does that mean? That boy needs therapy
G is for The Great Beyond by R.E.M.
I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond
H is for Hell Yes by Beck
Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles
With magic markers running out of their ink
Lives in white out
Turn the lights out
Fax machine anthems, get your damn hands up
I is for Into the Ocean by Blue October
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves come take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now come down
Let the rain come down
J is for Jack-Ass by Beck
I've been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying a noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
Then put it together
It's a strange invitation
L is for Loser by Beck
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax
Fallen on a termite
It's choking on the splinters
M is for Man On The Moon by R.E.M.
Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monopoly, twenty-one, checkers and chess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll see you in heaven if you make the list, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
N is for Nobody's Fault But My Own by Beck
Who would ever notice you?
You fade into a shaded room
It's such a selfish way to lose
The way you lose these wasted blues
These wasted blues
Tell me that it's nobody's fault, nobody's fault but my own
O is for One Headlight by The Wallflowers
Well, this place is old
It feels just like a beat-up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
Well, it smells of cheap wine and cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
P is for Particle Man by They Might Be Giants
Particle Man, Particle Man
Doing the things a particle can
What's he like? It's not important
Particle Man
Q is for Que Onda Guero by Beck
See the vegetable man in the vegetable van
With the horn that's honking like a mariachi band
In the middle of the street people gather around
Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can
Ay wey! Que onda?
R is for Readymade by Beck
An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up, back down
Stuck together like a readymade
S is for Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of by U2
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your ways should falter
Along the stony pass
It's just a moment, this time will pass
T is for Torn by Natalie Imbruglia
Nothing's fine, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
U is for Under The Bridge by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
V is for Vertigo by U2
The night is full of holes
As bullets rip the sky of ink with gold
They twinkle as the boys play rock and roll
They know that they can’t dance, at least they know
W is for Where It's At by Beck
There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw, the lights turned low
The jigsaw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands and just clap your hands
Y is for Your Racist Friend by They Might Be Giants
This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend
If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I'd want is you to be my sweet honeybee
And if I was a tree growing tall and green
All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves
B is for Beautiful World by Colin Hay
And still this emptiness persists
Perhaps this is as good as it gets
When you've given up the drink
And those nasty cigarettes
Now I leave the party early
At least with no regrets
I watch the sun as it comes up
I watch it as it sets
Yeah, this is as good as it gets
C is for Closing Time by Semisonic
Closing time, open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on over every boy and every girl
Closing time, one last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home but you can't stay here
D is for Devil's Haircut by Beck
Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses
Coming to town with the briefcase blues
E is for Easy Tonight by Five for Fighting
Shotgun fire, anybody home
I got two dimes in the telephone, all right
But it's not easy tonight
F is for Frontier Psychiatrist by The Avalanches
That boy needs therapy, psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy, purely psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Lie down on the couch! What does that mean?
You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut!
What does that mean? That boy needs therapy
G is for The Great Beyond by R.E.M.
I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond
H is for Hell Yes by Beck
Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles
With magic markers running out of their ink
Lives in white out
Turn the lights out
Fax machine anthems, get your damn hands up
I is for Into the Ocean by Blue October
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves come take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now come down
Let the rain come down
J is for Jack-Ass by Beck
I've been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying a noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
Then put it together
It's a strange invitation
L is for Loser by Beck
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax
Fallen on a termite
It's choking on the splinters
M is for Man On The Moon by R.E.M.
Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monopoly, twenty-one, checkers and chess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll see you in heaven if you make the list, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
N is for Nobody's Fault But My Own by Beck
Who would ever notice you?
You fade into a shaded room
It's such a selfish way to lose
The way you lose these wasted blues
These wasted blues
Tell me that it's nobody's fault, nobody's fault but my own
O is for One Headlight by The Wallflowers
Well, this place is old
It feels just like a beat-up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
Well, it smells of cheap wine and cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
P is for Particle Man by They Might Be Giants
Particle Man, Particle Man
Doing the things a particle can
What's he like? It's not important
Particle Man
Q is for Que Onda Guero by Beck
See the vegetable man in the vegetable van
With the horn that's honking like a mariachi band
In the middle of the street people gather around
Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can
Ay wey! Que onda?
R is for Readymade by Beck
An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is calling to me
I can pull myself back up, back down
Stuck together like a readymade
S is for Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of by U2
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your ways should falter
Along the stony pass
It's just a moment, this time will pass
T is for Torn by Natalie Imbruglia
Nothing's fine, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
U is for Under The Bridge by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
V is for Vertigo by U2
The night is full of holes
As bullets rip the sky of ink with gold
They twinkle as the boys play rock and roll
They know that they can’t dance, at least they know
W is for Where It's At by Beck
There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw, the lights turned low
The jigsaw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands and just clap your hands
Y is for Your Racist Friend by They Might Be Giants
This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend