I'D Rather Be Lonely Loudon Wainwright III

Every night I get the blues, The greens and yellows and chartreus-es. You're still living here with me. I'd rather be lonely. All the time I look around For excuses to leave town.

Dreaming Loudon Wainwright III

I'd rather be dreaming than living Living's just too hard to do It's chances not choices Noises not voices A day's just a thing to get through Living's just too hard to do I'd rather be dreaming than talking

T.S.M.N.W.A. Loudon Wainwright III

They spelled my name wrong again With an E between the D and the N Some dope didn't know it should be an O They spelled my name wrong again Why in God's name can't they check It's a pain in the ass and

The Home Stretch Loudon Wainwright III

your girlfriend Who is living in a city Thousands of miles away That is full of young male models Not all of whom are gay In the meanwhile you`ve stopped writing songs There`s nothing left to say You`d

A Song Loudon Wainwright III

Here's a song For someone else to sing With a universal And generic ring It's all about the same old stuff That you like and can't get enough of How's about a minor chord right here Wasn't that rather

Smokey Joe's Cafe (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe’s Café Sitting digging on the scene at Smokey Joe’s Café A chick came walking through the door that I had never seen before Least I’d never saw her down at

Happy Birthday Elvis Loudon Wainwright III

I heard a cassette of you speaking On a telephone; From a bunker beneath Graceland, The king sits on his throne. Happy birthday, Elvis; Fifty-eight years old today.

Ogm Loudon Wainwright III

Your new outgoing voice Sounds bright and brave and very clear now In those seconds you recorded it I guess that you felt free I started out my message With a pause that I aborted When I addressed you

Number One Loudon Wainwright III

When I'm feelin lonely and bottled up inside I know I can aslays take that magic carpet ride I get down on my bearskin rug on my loving room floor I get you on the telephone & you give me what for CHORUS

Conspiracies Loudon Wainwright III

old, but doesn't die We went to the department store We climbed out on that limb Told the kids that it was "You know who" We said that bum was him Then we placed them on his knee To me, the knee seemed rather

New Paint Loudon Wainwright III

s good to take a girl In the not so very good world And walk in the park until it gets dark Sometimes I feel ugly and old Excuse me, baby, if I?m acting bold My head gets hot but my feet aren?

Talking New Bob Dylan Loudon Wainwright III

Hey, Bob Dylan, I wrote you a song Today is your birthday if I'm not wrong If I'm not mistaken, you're 50 today How are you doin', Bob? What do you say?

Unrequited To The Nth Degree Loudon Wainwright III

Oh when I die and it won't be long Hey you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong Yeah you're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad Hey and if there's an after life I'll gloat and I'll be glad Might

The Untitled Loudon Wainwright III

Oh when I die & it wont be long Oh you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong You're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad And if there's an after life I'll gloat & I'll be glad Might be a plane

Between Loudon Wainwright III

Between the forest and the ocean lies a lonely strand The ocean is your mother, and the forest Fatherland.

I Can'T Stand Myself Loudon Wainwright III

I sure can pick 'em Out looking for my next victim Who will that unlucky one be?

B Side (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

It's wonderful to be alive To be a bee in this beehive It's tough as nails, it's smooth as silk It's milk and honey, without milk I work with flowers, it's my work From this, there's no way that I can

So Many Songs Loudon Wainwright III

I've written so many songs about you This is the last one, after this I'm through When I sing this one, when I do my show, People will hear it, the world will know I've written so many songs about you

Five Years Old Loudon Wainwright III

CHORUS: Happy birthday Martha, happy birthday, birthday girl I'm sorry I can't be there for that party, birthday girl But pin the tail upon the donkey in that party dress Balloons, and cake, 2 kinds of

Sometimes I Forget Loudon Wainwright III

Sometimes I forget that you've gone You've gone, and you're not coming back And it's hard to believe that you're still not here What's left behind, disputes that fact And your bookcase still holds all

Say That You Love Me (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

Told you I love you Talked on the [Incomprehensible] You'd said that you like me, feel like a fool Say that you like me, that's not enough Say that you love me, I'm calling your bluff Say that you love

So Damn Happy Loudon Wainwright III

The sad thing is I'm so damn happy Who'd blame her if she were to slap me The sun should not shine when there's rain I should be in a lot more pain At least I should feel slightly crappy But the sad thing

The Doctor Loudon Wainwright III

I went to the doctor and the doctor said Son you look older than me and I'm 71 You're falling apart and not living right I went to the doctor and the doctor said Loud, you've got to stop hanging out With

Cobwebs Loudon Wainwright III

Krebs It's the four letter word that used to mean 'as if' And the meaning's covered in cobwebs Cobwebs Used to be a preposition then it was a conjunction Now it's used as an audible pause Oh I hate it

Your Mother & I Loudon Wainwright III

Your Mother & I are living apart I know that seems stupid, but we weren't very smart You'll stay with her, I'll visit you At Christmas, on weekends, the summertime too Your Mother & I are not getting along

Something For Nothing Loudon Wainwright III

last night it happened again I was feeling creative about twenty to ten So I sharpened a pencil then I wore down its end And now soon you`ll have something to share with your friends It took twenty minutes

A Father And A Son Loudon Wainwright III

When I was your age I was just like you, And just look at me now; I'm sure you do. But your grandfather was just as bad And you should have heard him trash his dad.

Y2k Loudon Wainwright III

it in your lap It does a little bit of this it does a whole lotta that It can boot you up, it can load you down With that little bitty mouse you're gonna rule this town But you're headed for trouble I

Primrose Hill Loudon Wainwright III

no tourist attraction But I give them a thrill Yeah I see you Riding by on your flash bicycle Yeah they can do you for that on Primrose Hill A pretty young mother goes by She's pushing her pram Her little

Mr. Guilty Loudon Wainwright III

Call me Mr Guilty, Mr Guilty that's my name Without a doubt it's all my fault, I'm the one to blame You say that you're unhappy I do believe it's true Cause I'm the one, the no good bum That did it all

Four Mirrors Loudon Wainwright III

I've slumped in your chair Tossed and turned in your bed Lurked in your lair I have lived in your head Where others were closer No one is nearer As I glimpse you in me In the hallway mirror I've grabbed

Nocturnal Stumblebutt (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

"Well it's 3am, and so I creep Around the house 'cause you're asleep I can't sleep, I gotta smoke I think I left some in my coat No they're not there, but there's a chance I left some in a packet in my

Pretty Good Day Loudon Wainwright III

I slept through the night, I got through to the dawn I flipped a switch and the light went on I got out of bed and I put some clothes on Oh, it's a pretty good day so far I turned the tap, there was cold

Come A Long Way (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

We couldn't see the flowers since we last shook hands Couldn't see the flowers on account of the snow What did you do with your burden and your cross Did you carry it yourself or did you crack You and I

The Shit Song Loudon Wainwright III

When I run into friends of mine I haven`t seen in years They give me the once over then their eyes well up with tears Then they pronounce me looking great I haven`t changed a bit I flash `em back a feeble

You Never Phone Loudon Wainwright III

You never phone you never write Hell I stopped hoping that you might You`re trying to hurt my feelings right You never phone you never write You never write you never phone I`m sorry to bitch and moan

The World Loudon Wainwright III

Every day you take another bite You think you're Superman Sure you can handle it 'Til you come across kryptonite Chunky style The world is a sandwich of shite alright What a wonderful world it would be

Christmas Morning Loudon Wainwright III

you but the rest are all for me And we gotta tip the super and the doormen Can't you see, It's Christmas morning Christmas morning finally has come It has meaning for each & everyone Christmas morning I

The Picture Loudon Wainwright III

You were five and I was six In 1952; That was forty years ago, how could it be true?

Guru Loudon Wainwright III

Guru Everything else is a hoax They kiss his lotus feet, You know they make up his bed You know they're laughing at all of his jokes He protects his people from the outside world His people need never be

Clockwork Chartreuse (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

You got the black belt, I got the gun. Let's team up tonight--have some fun. Let's drink some drinks, find us some fights. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon: it's Saturday night!

I'M Alright Loudon Wainwright III

sight So I guess I'm doing alright Oh, oh I'm alright Got a good ole friend here with me tonight So I guess I'm doing alright Well we raised a lot of hell when we were younger They thought we were crazy

Dilated to Meet You (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

We're wondering when you will arrive We're wondering what you'll be We're wondering if you'll be a her Or if you'll be a he Maybe you'll arrive today Perhaps tomorrow night We're hoping you won't hurt

Drinking Song (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

Drunk men swear and that's not all Quite often they will urinate outdoors Like widowed women, drunk men weep Like children curled up, drunk men sleep Like a dog, a drunk will crawl around on all fours Be

Tip That Waitress Loudon Wainwright III

tip that waitress This plea for gratuity's gone on way too long there's a time and a place where them things belong The stage and a soapbox, this is only a song To dwell on the matter much longer would be

The End Has Begun Loudon Wainwright III

We walk in your footsteps Though I've had my ups and downs And I'll stand in the silence Until I figure it out One might fall and the other will stand And one might give where the other won't bend The

Muse Blues (Album Version) Loudon Wainwright III

I went down to the library, you know the big one way downtown I went down to the library, you know the big one way downtown I pulled out my spiral notebook and my scripto pencil These, these, these are

Daughter Loudon Wainwright III

Everything she wants I see she gets. That's my daughter in the water everything she owns I bought her Everything she owns. That's my daughter in the water, everything she knows I taught her.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder Loudon Wainwright III

I guess you'd say you were taken for granted I went on and on and I raved and I ranted,oh-- My tyrannical ways.

Down Drinking at the Bar Loudon Wainwright III

Well, I call you up on the phone: nobody's at home. Then I do my usual thing: I let the telephone ring and ring and ring. I'm standing at a phone booth, coping with the ugly truth.