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Call Box (1-2-3)
The Passenger
Let's go
Wanted:
Strong and able-bodied worker
Minimum wage
Fifty-eight hour weekAn average joe from the grand design
He breaks his back for big talk
He pulls up, he pulls down
He's the one over at the lever that puts the lids on the jarsChorus:
Big talk
Big talk
Big talk
Big talkMister Simpson says this business needs a strong arm
Some new part to clear out all the deadwood
So be sure and install that new long arm by next week
'Cause that short arm over there is throughWoah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
It's big talkChorus:
Big talk (start to fall in line)
Big talk (I was watching you)
Big talk (when efficiency is cut)
Big talk (better buy more glue)
repeat onceAn average joe from the grand design
He breaks his back for big talk
He pulls up, he pulls down
He's the one over at the lever that puts the lids on the jarsWoah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
Woah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
Woah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
It's big talk
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
A telepathic line to a shadow
On the wall, just a passenger and that is all
Taking off on a midnight flight
The airline ticket in his hand held tightPolar route, destination: oblivion
"Can I take that little box that you're sitting on, sir?"
"No, that's alright, miss, I'll hold it right here
I'll need it later on when I go up in the air"
And one false move will give it all away
Just one false move will give it all awayLong distance calling everyone around
Bad connection, better let the operator dial
I feel the speed of the traffic zoom
A train in a tunnel and an empty roomTime for take-off, extinguish all cigarettes
In emergency, you know where the exits are
His hands are white on the box he grips
No one knows but it's their last trip
And one false move will give it all away
Just one false move will give it all awayLong distance calling everyone around
Bad connection, better let the operator dial
Taking off on a midnight flight
The airline ticket in his hand held tight
And one false move will give it all away
Just one false move will give it all away
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
Well, I can't make love
To the girls in this city
'Cause the girls
Say I will use them
And I won't go out
With girls because
Girls will fall in love with you
Everybody's lonely, that's trueMaybe it's psychology
I don't know, I gotta move someplaceI can't make love
To the girls in this city
'Cause the girls
Say I will use them
And I won't go out
With girls because
Girls will fall in love with you
Everybody's lonely, that's trueMaybe it's psychology
I don't know, I gotta move someplace
Where the girls are easy
And it makes me miss my lonely city
And the girls are so easy
And it makes me miss my lonely city
And it seems so easy
But I can't say the words that are on my mindChorus:
"I'm a nice guy but I don't love you
I just wanna sleep with you."
"I'm a nice guy but I don't love you
I just wanna sleep with you"Well, I can't make love
To the boys in this city
'Cause the boys
Say I will use them
And I won't go out
With boys because
Boys will fall in love with you
Everybody's lonely, that's trueMaybe it's psychology
I don't know, I gotta move someplace
Where the boys are easy
And it makes me miss my lonely city
And the girls are so easy
And it makes me miss my lonely city
And everybody's so easy
But I can't say the words that are on my mindChorus repeat
"I'm a nice guy..." repeat until fade
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
(instrumental)
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
Love
Is a burnin' thing
And it makes
A fiery ring
I was bound by
Wild desire
I fell into a
Ring of fireChorus:
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
I fell down, down, down, and the flames got higher
And it burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire
The ring of fire
The ring of fireChorus repeat
The taste
Of love is sweet
When hearts
Like ours meet
I fell for ya
Like a child
Oh
But the fire went wildChorus:
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
I fell down, down, down, and the flames got higher
And it burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
Yesit burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
Written by: June Carter, Kilgore Merle
Published by: © Copyright 1962, 1963 Painted Desert Music Corporation (administered by BMI, copyright renewed)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
(instrumental)
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
The end of the daydream
The end of the side
The end of relations
The end of my mind
The end of the shoreline
The end of the heat
The end of the cold
The end of an eraMy conscience calls me to the phone
Speaking voice telling me it's time to go
I think of the past, and the present, and the future
I start to sayThe end of the almost
The end of the sigh
It's the end of the highway
It's the end of the lie
The end of the girl
The end of the world
The end of the romance
It's the end of an eraMy conscience calls me to the phone
Speaking voice telling me it's time to go
I think of the past, and the present, and the future
It's all the sameSpeaking voice telling me it's time to go
I think of the past, and the present, and the future
spoken in bad Italian accent:
I sink of ze past, and ze present, and ze future
And it's all de same
It's all de same
The lyrics to this song have not been published; they were transcribed by Larry Hastings.
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
Wake up in the morning, pull myself outta bed
Think about the night before and everything I said
I've made lots of promises I know that I can't keepSo I'll do 'em tomorrow
That seems like a pretty good idea to meLife is movin' fasterI can feel it everyday
I have trouble keepin' up with what other people say
Big problems in the world, my life's just a social swirl
But I'll do it tomorrow
That seems like a pretty good idea to me
What's wrong with tomorrow?
I'm watchin' him, and who's watchin' me?Out my window there's nothin' where a city used to be
Phone line dead, the power gone, there's nothin' on TV
Can't understand what happened to all the plans I made
I turn on the radio and hear the signal fade
(It's pretty loud in here...)
But I'll do it tomorrowLife is moving faster, I can feel it every day
So I'll do it tomorrow
That seems like a pretty good idea to me
What's wrong with tomorrow?
I'm watchin' him, and who's watchin' me?I'll do it tomorrow
Hope I've got enough time
I'll do it tomorrow
And things'll be fine
I'll do it tomorrow
Can't spare today
I'll do it tomorrow
That'll be okay
I'll do it tomorrow
I'll do it tomorrow
Let's do it tomorrow
I'll stop the clock
Let's do it tomorrow
Talk, talk, talk
Let's do it tomorrow
I'll do it tomorrow
What's wrong with tomorrow
It just goes on now, y'know,
I'll do it tomorrow
The money starts rollin' in, yah.
Composed by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1983 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Richard Mazda
Chas T. Gray: synthesizer, bass, backing vocals
Marc Moreland: six and twelve string guitars
Joe Nanini: percussion, drums, vocals
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, harmonica, keyboards
Grandma is a rhino
My brother is a dog
I can tell it's Animal Day
'Cause my best friend just turned into a frog
Mommy is a monkey
My girlfriend is a horse
But I'm not turning into anything
I never caused animal wars!Uh-oh!
Fur has covered my hands!
I'd better run to the mirror!
I'm an animal!Chorus:
It's Animal Day
It's Animal Day
It's Animal Day
It's Animal DayNow the animals have cars
They're starting to run us over
Notches on the steering wheel
My pet is calling me Rover
Deers are hunting for humans
Seals keep crushing our heads
Animals betting on us at the track
My animal's in my bedChorus repeat
Not one of my favorite tracks, and I'm guessing not one of Stan's either. Listen to the live version on The Index Masters; he sarcastically says "It's pretty creative stuff, here..." after the first stanza, and a joyless "Yessiree, bob, it's Animal Day. What other day could it be but Animal Day." at the start of the instrumental section at the end. The lyrics to this song have not been published; they were transcribed by Larry Hastings.
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1981 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: keyboards, synthesizers
Bruce Moreland: bass, keyboards
Marc Moreland: guitars
Joe Nanini: drums, percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, keyboards, harmonica
Let's go
Wanted:
Strong and able-bodied worker
Minimum wage
Fifty-eight hour weekAn average joe from the grand design
He breaks his back for big talk
He pulls up, he pulls down
He's the one over at the lever that puts the lids on the jarsChorus:
Big talk
Big talk
Big talk
Big talkMister Simpson says this business needs a strong arm
Some new part to clear out all the deadwood
So be sure and install that new long arm by next week
'Cause that short arm over there is throughWoah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
It's big talkChorus:
Big talk (start to fall in line)
Big talk (I was watching you)
Big talk (when efficiency is cut)
Big talk (better buy more glue)
repeat onceAn average joe from the grand design
He breaks his back for big talk
He pulls up, he pulls down
He's the one over at the lever that puts the lids on the jarsWoah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
Woah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
Woah-oh, replace all parts with long arm
Woah-oh, this business needs a strong arm
It's big talk
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
When you're out on the street, he's a face in the crowd
He's a voice in the back, and he's never very loud
In a tribal mask, or a business suit
He'll stab your back and steal your lootChorus:
Invisibleinvisible man
Invisibleinvisible man
Invisibleinvisible man
Invisibleinvisible manWell, I saw him one night and he gave me a chill
He was drivin' down the freeway in a Coupe de Ville
Pulled up like a ghost and he hit his lights
Saw his shadesman, they're outta sightChorus repeat x2
Well, I saw him one night and he gave me a chill
The lyrics to this song have not been published; they were transcribed by Larry Hastings.
Written by: Stanard Ridgway
Written by: Stanard Ridgway
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Mondo Spartacus / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
If it's the rough stuff ya want
You can point yer finger at me
'Cause I can dish it out good
But I don't give it away for free
There's a price for my vice
And I want it in cash
In a plain brown bag
You can put it out by the trashChorus:
There'll be a red light by the window
And a blue light by the car
He'll be running
But he won't get far
There'll be a red light by the window
And a blue light by the car
He'll be running
But he won't get farThis modern world deserves a
Modern attitude
You've gotta stick it to them
Before they stick it to you
I want the money
And I want it in cash
In a plain brown bag
You can put it out, put it out, put it out by the trashChorus repeat
Red light
Blue light
Red light
Blue light
This modern world deserves a modern attitude
The lyrics to this song have not been published; they were transcribed by Larry Hastings.
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1981 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: keyboards, synthesizers
Bruce Moreland: bass, keyboards
Marc Moreland: guitars
Joe Nanini: drums, percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, keyboards, harmonica
(instrumental)
The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly Written by: Ennio Morricone
The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly Published by: © Copyright EMI Unart Music Catalog, INC. (administered by BMI) / Eureka Edizioni Musicali (administered by SIAE)
Hang 'Em High Written by: Ennio Morricone, Joseph L. Kirkland, Derek Murphy, and Ali Malek
Hang 'Em High Published by: © Copyright EMI Unart Music Catalog, INC. / EMI Blackwood Music Incorporated / Dusty Fingers Music / Empire International Music Incorporated (all administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ
Someone smashed my alarm
It's got me on the edge
You know it's so sharp
(Aaaaaaaa...)
And you know I won't go
You know I won't go
I don't wanna go
(He won't go)
The corporation's boiling over
Everybody's taking overChorus:
And I'm back in flesh
Back in flesh
Back in flesh
Back in flesh
Back in fleshYou better sign your time card now
They don't care about you anyhow
Sign in, your minimum cut
You're late again, your salary's cut!Someone smashed my alarm
It's got me on the edge
You know it's so sharp
(Aaaaaaaa...)
And you know I won't go
You know I won't go
I don't wanna go
(He won't go)
The corporation's boiling over
Everybody's taking overChorus repeat
I won't go
(He won't go.)
I don't wanna go
(You must go!)
Is it time to go?
(The orders are in!)
Well, I'd rather go bowling!
(The lanes are closed!)
Maybe a little tennis?
(Your racket's got a hole.)
How about some baseball?
(Field's rained out.)
Maybe a little fishing?
(The fish are on vacation.)
Well, how about some golfing?
(The greens are overgrown.)
Well, what about some swimming?
(I don't think so!)
Well, what about thisand that
(No, no, no, no, no!)
Well, you can't tell me what to do!
Well, you can't tell me what to do!
(Hey, fuck you!)
For the TV performance on Showbusiness Is My Life, "Hey, fuck you!" is softened to a gentle "Aw, shut up!" The lyrics to this song have not been published; they were transcribed by Larry Hastings.
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1981 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: keyboards, synthesizers
Bruce Moreland: bass, keyboards
Marc Moreland: guitars
Joe Nanini: drums, percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, keyboards, harmonica
I press the buttons now
Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out
Mop-man, do you receive?
Ten-four, I gotta pull out
I got an ETA, five-thirty on the dot
A little bit later, it'll thicken the plotChorus:
They always tell me what's not is not
I just gotta get that 1-2-3
It's funny how these things always happen to me
I just gotta get that 1-2-3Now, by the force of circumstance
And by the belt that holds up my pants
I'm held responsible
For this idea that never had a chance
When they call out the guard tonight
He'll cut the alarm and switch off the lightChorus:
I get a funny feeling that wrong is right
I just gotta get that 1-2-3
It's funny how these things always happen to me
I just gotta get that 1-2-31 2 3
A B C
Like you and me
Like 1 2 3
1 2 3
1-2-3
A B C
1-2-3
1 2 3
1-2-3
It's a combination...I press the buttons nowwww!
I press the buttons now
Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out
Mop-man, do you receive?
Ten-four, I gotta pull out
I got an ETA, five-thirty on the dot
A little bit later, it'll thicken the plotChorus:
They always tell me what's not is not
I just gotta get that 1-2-3
It's funny how these things always happen to me
I guess I gotta get that 1-2-31 2 3
A B C
Like you and me
Like 1 2 3
Not is not, not is not!
Not is not, not is not...
The lyrics to this song have not been published; they were transcribed by Larry Hastings.
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1981 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: keyboards, synthesizers
Bruce Moreland: bass, keyboards
Marc Moreland: guitars
Joe Nanini: drums, percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, keyboards, harmonica
A telepathic line to a shadow
On the wall, just a passenger and that is all
Taking off on a midnight flight
The airline ticket in his hand held tightPolar route, destination: oblivion
"Can I take that little box that you're sitting on, sir?"
"No, that's alright, miss, I'll hold it right here
I'll need it later on when I go up in the air"
And one false move will give it all away
Just one false move will give it all awayLong distance calling everyone around
Bad connection, better let the operator dial
I feel the speed of the traffic zoom
A train in a tunnel and an empty roomTime for take-off, extinguish all cigarettes
In emergency, you know where the exits are
His hands are white on the box he grips
No one knows but it's their last trip
And one false move will give it all away
Just one false move will give it all awayLong distance calling everyone around
Bad connection, better let the operator dial
Taking off on a midnight flight
The airline ticket in his hand held tight
And one false move will give it all away
Just one false move will give it all away
Written by: Wall Of Voodoo
Published by: © Copyright 1980 Big Talk Music / Illegal Songs (administered by BMI)
Produced by: Jim Hill, Paul McKenna, and Wall Of Voodoo
Chas Gray: synthesizer
Bruce Moreland: bass, piano
Marc Moreland: guitar
Joe Nanini: percussion
Stanard Ridgway: vocals, organ