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The Hobo Song
I used to wear a suit and tie, i had a life of luxury.
I had a nice cubical on floor 23.
I had a secretary who took messages for me.
One day my boss came to talk about my job.
He said " Tuck in your shirt, you fat and ugly slob"
" I think I'm going to fire you, because you're acting like a Nob.
So now I'm a Hobo, and I don't know what to do,
Sitting on the sidewalk, beggin for money from you.
Cause i'm a Hobo.
Now I live in the Garbage, and my house is a cardboard box.
The only thing to my name, are a few pairs of black socks.
Now here comes a musical interlude that rocks!
Black socks they never get dirty the longer you wear them the stronger they get.
Sometimes i think i should wash them but something inside me says " No no not yet" Not yet.....
So now I'm a Hobo, and I don't know what to do,
Sitting on the sidewalk, beggin for money from you.
Cause i'm a Hobo.
So now i don't really miss, my life of luxury.
Don't miss the suit and tie, or floor 23.
Life has been perfect here, I'm hairy and i'm free. ( like Craig)
So now I'm a Hobo, and there's nothing I'd rather do,
Then sit on the sidewalk, and beg for money from you.
I'm a Hobo.
Copyright: West Turing Left (2004)
Walking Down a Street
I went out last Friday night, to meet up with the boys.I was walking down main street, looking though the windows at the
toys.That when I saw her, this girl she was looking fine. She had curves in all the right places, I could pass her by.
She was a Mannequin. X2
I stood for an hour, she was driving me insane.Cause the only thing between us, was a re-enforced window pane.I wanted
to see her, so I went to the front of the store.Closed till 9 on Monday morning was that only thing on that door.....
She was a Mannequin. X2
So came back on Monday, and she said yes.How was I supposed to know this would turn into a great big mess.So her and I
got married, and we were doing fine.But it wasn’t till the wedding night, when I first saw her from behind...
This girl she was branded, I’m really sorry to say.
She was made a put together...IN THE USA.
NO!, She was a Mannequin. But she was American, Why wasn’t she Canadian.Don’t want no American Mannequin
Copyright: West Turning Left ( 2004)
Corperate America ( and a Stack of Penguins)
Intro - Tyler goes on some kind of rant that starts at how Newton discovers gravity and then relates it to how things that
go up must come down and ends up somehow or another at the fact the USA is the septic tank of North America
Chorus.
I know there is a corporate system, in America ( in America).The guy on top always steps on everybody, underneath himself
( underneath himself).This brings to mind a picture of a stack of Penguins. (Standing on each other)Because Americas cooperate
system....sucks.
Verse One:
CEO’s only look out for number OnePresidents are the only ones who have any fun. And employees always run around,
looking for a hot cup of coffee,for the alleged number one....
Chorus.
Verse Two:
The cooperate system, is full of crapheads.They don’t even know how to make their own beds. I know this cause
all George Bush ever says is.....UHRUURRJJBC....Nuke ‘Em
Verse Three:
Chorus
So what we’re trying to say here in this song.Is if you think the system’s right...you are wrong.They get all
the crap on their heads from Canadian Hockey Players...they don’t know what to do. (They smell like poo)
Chorus.
I know there is a corporate system, in America ( in America).The guy on top always steps on everybody, underneath himself
( underneath himself).This brings to mind a picture of a stack of Penguins. (Standing on each other)Because Americas cooperate
system... ( is most as dumb as me) ya they suck
Copyright: West Turning Left (2004)
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(Pee) In the Light
It's in the works, just wait for it
Original Coleslaw Man
Lyrics coming when i get off my lazy bum
ColeSlaw Man
Copyright: West Turning Left ( 2003)
Bored ( special for Sr.Teen 2003)
When you're bored, your mind turns into goo.
You walk around your house, not knowing what to do.
You might play a computer game, you might bang on a drum
You might make a fool of yourself and have people call you dumb
When you're bored, When you're bored, When you're bored.
Don't know what to do. Don't know what to say.
Must be your bad day.
I have many practical jokes, but no one to play them on.
Because during the summertime, all my friends have up and gone.
My mind is full of horid chords, it's a teenage rock corruption.
I spend all of my boredom time, listeneing to Disruption!
When you're bored, When you're bored, When you're bored.
Don't know what to do. Don't know what to say.
Must be your bad day.
Copyright: West Turning Left ( 2003 )
Song writing thanks to the sleepyness of TIM CHESTER
Old.
Lot's a people worry about growin old,
And it dominates their thoughts for most their life.
Don't know why it causes so many people,
So much worry, so much strife.
Sags and wrinkles they don't come over night,
So you've got a bit a time to break them in.
You'll get a walker when you turn 82,
So when you walk you don't fall down and break your shin.
Feel the age, creaping up on you now.
Fell the age, gotta stop it somehow.
Depends and malox become your new best friend,
Make you forget about those jerks you met in school.
You know you're old when your kids won't let you swim
Cause their afraid of anal seepage in the pool.
Surgins and botox are there at you're disposal,
But they also cancel out your children's will,
Better off to just go up to your doctor,
And get some kind of life enhancing pill.
As youth we stare and we laugh at the old guy,
But we never put ourselves in to his chair.
When we're old we will be that old guy
And our kid's will be the ones to point and stare
Revenge will come when they will wipe backsides
And get to every crevice every mole.
But till then I guess we're the one's wiping
Good old grandpa while he's sittin'on the bowl.
Copyright: West Turning Left (2005)
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