The Mary Ellen Carter Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

originally performed by Stan Rogers
She went down last October in a pouring driving rain.
The skipper, he'd been drinking and the Mate, he felt no pain.
Too close to Three Mile Rock, and she was dealt her mortal blow,
And the Mary Ellen Carter settled low.
There were five of us aboard her when she finally was awash.
We'd worked like hell to save her, all heedless of the cost.
And the groan she gave as she went down, it caused us to proclaim
That the Mary Ellen Carter would rise again.
Well, the owners wrote her off; not a nickel would they spend.
She gave twenty years of service, boys, then met her sorry end.
But insurance paid the loss to them, they let her rest below.
Then they laughed at us and said we had to go.
But we talked of her all winter, some days around the clock,
For she's worth a quarter million, afloat and at the dock.
And with every jar that hit the bar, we swore we would remain
And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Rise again, rise again, that her name not be lost
To the knowledge of men.
Those who loved her best and were with her till the end
Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
All spring, now, we've been with her on a barge lent by a friend.
Three dives a day in hard hat suit and twice I've had the bends.
Thank God it's only sixty feet and the currents here are slow
Or I'd never have the strength to go below.
But we've patched her rents, stopped her vents, dogged hatch and
porthole down.
Put cables to her, 'fore and aft and birded her around.
Tomorrow, noon, we hit the air and then take up the strain.
And watch the Mary Ellen Carter Rise Again.
For we couldn't leave her there, you see, to crumble into scale.
She'd saved our lives so many times, living through the gale
And the laughing, drunken rats who left her to a sorry grave
They won't be laughing in another day. . .
And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow
With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go
Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain
And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.
Rise again, rise again - though your heart it be broken
And life about to end
No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend.
Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.

King Of Spain Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza
Royalty, lord it looked good on me
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir or going nuclear free
Or playing Crokinole with the Princess of Monaco
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, getting it all on video
Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
A palatial palace, that was my home (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome (once he was the King of Spain)
I can't wait, I'm lowering interest rates, my people say:
"King, how are you such a genius?
There's a roof overhead and food on our plates!"
It's laisez-faire, I don't even give a care
Let's make Friday part of the weekend
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair
Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? You phone me (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Now the Leafs call me up to drive the Zamboni (once he was the King of Spain)
Now some of you are probably wondering how I cam to be living in Canada
after being royalty in Spain. Should I tell them, guys?
Tell us, King!
You see late one night when the palace was asleep
Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep
And I wait till the appointed time, when the moon is lighting the pitch
At which point my peasant friend, who looks just like me
Arrives and we make a switch
Prince and pauper, junior and whopper
World made up of silver and copper
Out of my own volition, I took a change of position
So next time you drool in the pizza line
Remember, slower pizza's more luscious
The King of Spain never rushes!!!
Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble)
I was looking for off-handed ways to improve us (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I'm jamming with Moxy Fr
vous! (once he was the King of Spain)

Jenny Washington Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

(Dave on lead)
It's ten-til-two and I've not a thing to do.
How can I get my picks of human zoo?
A daily treat full of lies and deceit.
My pleasure's begun with Jenny Washington.
Cause dad's from Mars and baby likes porno flicks.
Mom hates the blacks and junior's turning tricks.
There's therapy for my whole family
Each weekday at one on Jenny Washington.
(All)
Consistently number one, it's Jenny Washington
For three years in a row, the highest rated show
She's sexy and sensitive. She's showing us how we live.
Remember it's one for fun, Jenny Washington!
(Dave)
Sibling lust and doctors on angel dust.
Arsonist kids and crooks they couldn't bust.
Nazi teens they say it's in the genes.
There's plenty of fun in degradation.
A pleasure cruise on an ocean of hot issues.
Get people to fight and serve it up as news.
Talk is cheap except when it goes -BLEEP-.
The nun with the gun, Jenny Washington.
(All)
Cause it's the new number one, it's Jenny Washington.
She puts the "f" in fuss, she puts the "u" is us.
She's sexy and sensitive. She's showing us how we live.
Remember it's one for fun, Jenny Washington!
From the Liner:
(1996) "You people of Earth are Idiots" -Plan 9 from Outer
Space

Green Eggs And Ham Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

Hey kids, listen up if you want to be sick
'Cause your dinner looks like something from a Cronenburg flick
Think twice before you cuss and shout "damn damn damn"
Let me tell you a story about green eggs and ham.
There was a little yellow man called Sam-I-Am
That's me!
I don't like you, Sam-I-Am
Well, that's fine, that's cool, I understand
But do you like green eggs and ham?
I don't like green eggs and ham
No, I don't like 'em, Sam-I-Am
Would you like them here or there?
I wouldn't like them anywhere
'Cause I do not like them, Sam-I-Am
No, I don't like green eggs and ham
Would you like them in a house? Would you like them with a mouse?
Maybe you can't hear, you got something in your ear?
No
I'm gonna make this perfectly clear
I would not like them in a house, I would not like them with a mouse
I would not like them here or there, I wouldn't like them anywhere
'Cause I do not like them, Sam-I-Am,
No, not for me, green eggs and ham
Would you like them if I served them to you in a box
Candlelight, wine and a bottle of scotch?
Yeah, some soft lighting, soft music, maybe some Fred Penner on the
blaster...
Not in a box with a fox or a house with a mouse
Stop bugging me, you louse!
I would not eat them, no, man, I don't like your green eggs and ham
Well, would you could you in a car, eat them, don't deny who you are
He's gonna like them, you're gonna see
You might like them up in a tree
No, not in a tree, not in a car, would you let me be
No fox no box no house no mouse, not here, there, or anywhere
'Cause you guessed it, I don't like green eggs and ham
I don't like 'em, Sam-I-Am
A train, a train, a train, a train! Would you, could you in a train
Or up in an aeroplane?
How 'bout in the dark? We could drive and park
We could listen to the crickets and the pit bulls bark
No, not in a plane, not in the dark, not on a train, not in a car, not up a
tree
'Cause I don't like 'em, Sam, see,
Not in a schoolhouse or a shoebox with a house-mouse or a red fox
Not here, there, and everywhere
Didn't even like the Beatles with their long, long hair.
Hey! You lay off the Beatles, buddy! ...
Well, you don't like green eggs and ham
Oh, Mr. Perception, Sam-I-Am
Well I know that you'd like 'em if you ate 'em with a goat!
I would not could not with a goat
Well would you could you on a boat
I would not could not on a boat
And I will not ever with a goat
I'm not interested in stuffing face in the rain, on a train, I should
introduce you to my friend pain
Not in the dark, not up a tree,
Not on your fine china with Earl Grey Tea
No boxes, foxes, houses, mouses, husbands and wives - no spouses!
Why you trying to make me eat that?
I don't like it, I wouldn't serve it to my cat
I said already, I don't like them, Sam-I-Am,
I do not like green eggs ham!
Mr. Cheese! You just think you don't like them, so you say
And he's beginning to remind me of Doris Day
You say you don't like this and you don't like that
Well you're starting to sound like a finicky cat
Just try them, try them, and you may find you like nothing better than
Two greenish eggs over easy in the fry-pan
And to accompany this fine taste we have Martian ham - pork from space!
Now Sam, if you get out of my face
I'll try that and puke all over the place (good!)
Nothing makes a crowd disperse more quick
Than a great big puddle of sick!
Say...say...not bad, green eggs and ham
I believe I like them, Sam-I-Am
And I'd eat them in a boat, with a billy goat,
I'd eat them in the rain in the dark on a train
In a car, up a tree, they're pretty good, you see
So I'd eat them in a box with a fox
I'd eat them in a house and with the house-mouse
I'd eat them here, I'd eat them there
I'd eat them in my Fruit-of-the-Loom underwear
I think you're ok, Sam-I-Am
Well, I wouldn't let you down, you stubborn old man!
Hey, we should share them, eh, we got enough
..Are you kidding? I don't eat that stuff!

Organ Grinder (hidden Track) Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

(Jian)
There's a guy down at Queen & Bay (Hey Organ Grinder!)
Almost see him there every day (Hey Organ Grinder!)
And there's so much he can say (Hey Organ Grinder!)
And there's so much he can play (Hey Organ Grinder!)
No motor car, no home, no wife
But that don't mean he ain't got a life
Hey Organ Grinder!
(Murray)
He'll grind his way into young girl's hearts (Hey Organ Grinder!)
He'll grind so bad they're mince meat tarts (Hey Organ Grinder!)
He's very wise, he's very old (Hey Organ Grinder!)
He does his thing when it's very cold (Hey Organ Grinder!)
He hears them shouting again and again
Get that monkey on a big, big chain
Hey Organ Grinder!
(Dave)
Organ Grinder sent to jail (Hey Organ Grinder!)
He gets bags and bags of mail (Hey Organ Grinder!)
People from the world outside (Hey Organ Grinder!)
Just him and little Reece's by his side (Hey Organ Grinder!)
No music on the street today
Incarcerated, not OK!
Hey Organ Grinder!
(Mike)
Country music has it's charm (Hey Organ Grinder!)
Pretty eyes and fire alarms (Hey Organ Grinder!)
When Organ Grinder had a smoke (Hey Organ Grinder!)
Little Reece's fast awoke (Hey Organ Grinder!)
They burnt the whole place to the ground
Along with that new country sound
Hey Organ Grinder!
(Jian)
Organ Grinder at the door (Hey Organ Grinder!)
(Murray)
Won't say what he's looking for (Hey Organ Grinder!)
(Dave)
Sent his monkey round the back (Hey Organ Grinder!)
(Mike)
Gave my wife a heart attack (Hey Organ Grinder!)
Took her away and left me behind
It's not my organs he wants to grind!
Hey Organ Grinder!

Sahara Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

(Mike on Lead)
Do you recall those days of Sahara?
Shade was our ecstasy.
Pride was strong, friends true,
as the day was long,
and night winds blew cool and free.
Our finest hours lived in the Sahara
many centuries ago.
Was it just last year?
Now there's no more good whiskey here.
Not a trace of hidey-ho.
I was never alone at the Sahara.
How they gathered to hear me speak,
they said my eyes held fire,
when the golden pyre burned to the ground,
the world unwound, left me here a freak.
(violin solo)
Bring back those days
of that blessed Sahara.
Oh, the sin, the sabotage.
We had no fears,
the band played for a thousand years,
or was it just a mirage?
or was it just a mirage?
(violin solo)
From the Liner:
(Jian-vocals, drums, dumbek, percussion; Mike-lead vocal, guitar;
Murray-bass, mandolin, talking drunk, electric guitar;
Danny Levin-strings)

Entropy Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

Lyrics by Jack Micay
(Mike in a deep voice)
Galileo, Netwon, Watt, they were genuises all.
Without them we'd be freezing in the dark at the mall.
James Joule found total energy remains the same
(Murray)
No matter what it's form.
(Mike)
That's why it carries his name.
(Mike)
A chemical, electrical, potential and heat,
Radiant, kinetic, ooh the list is incomplete.
They're always changing back and forth
It's really quite a blur
(Murray)
oh, how could he?
(Mike)
I've forgotten nuclear!
(All)
Ride a barrel down the falls
Then cook spaghetti with meatballs.
Really make your friends amazed.
Nuke it with some gamma rays.
Fly to Venus in a rocket.
Put your finger in a socket.
You may suffer from exhaust,
But none of that energy is ever really lost.
(Mike)
Then why can't we make a clean machine that moves perpetually?
Cause there's another law with which all energy must agree.
Whenever it changes form, it loses quality (in other words...)
Damn that rising entropy!
(Dave)
It's entropy you see that turns finess into mess
A palace to a pig-stye why it's simply scandalous!
Energy once neat degenerates into waste heat (We must repeat.)
Because of entropy.
From the Liner:
1993- A lot more exciting than it's sister song, Inertia. The band
is very
committed to heightening awareness around this issue.

Lee Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

(Dave on lead)
Only just we two
blood in my veins
the shadow of you
Perfect as frost
on the flowers
How a country recalls
day always breaks
night always falls
Rotten fruit and bending trees
rocketships and our disease
So come with me up to the balcony
and we'll fall like paper planes
In the morning the paper will say
"Lovers fly away"
Even alone I'm your fool
I can't keep my word
the edge of the pool
Red rushing sound
in my ears
as the candles burn down
one lights the way
one disappears
Tiny portraits smashed on the floor
I can't kneel at your bed anymore
So, come with me up to the balcony
and we'll fall like paper planes
In the morning the paper will say
"Lovers fly away"
Lovers Fly Away
From the Liner:
(Dave-lead vocal, piano; Jian-vocals; Mike-vocals; Murray-vocals; Danny
Levin-strings)

Darlington Darling Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

Down the line, comin' down the line a V6 Merc in blue
Without the sparks or distributer caps, I'll slap them on as it rides through
8 to 4 on the assembly floor watchin' V6 Mercs slide through
I can drive and she can drive, but this car's made for you
CHORUS: I'd like to buy her one
(where ya gonna get the money son)
I'd like to buy her two
(but you'll never find the right bijou)
I'd like to buy her three
(but you're working in a factory
And I'd like to buy her more
Than this blue collar can afford
Down the line, Chipper down the line's got a cottage up on Scugogg
Last Christmas bash he spent all his cash plyin' Mr. Bewdley with eggnog
He got the raise and from what he says he'll have that love nest paid off soon
I got the keys, but my girlfriend, she's not getting off till Sunday noon
CHORUS
In Darlington lies my darling one - she fills my thoughts each day
Half a mile from the cooling towers, I sure hope that she's okay
CHORUS

Gulf War Song Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

We got a call to write a song about the war in the Gulf
But we shouldn't hurt anyone's feelings
So we tried, then gave up, 'cause there was no such song
But the trying was very revealing
What makes a person so poisonous righteous
That they'd think less of anyone who just disagrees?
She's just a pacifist, he's just a patriot
If I said you were crazy, would you have to fight me?
Fighters for Liberty, fighters for Power
Fighters for longer turns in the shower
Don't tell me I can't fight, 'cause I'll punch out your lights
And history seems to agree that I would fight you for me
So we read and we watched all the 'specially selected news
And we learned so much more 'bout the good guys
Won't you stand by the flag? Was the question unasked
Won't you join in and fight with the allies?
What could we say, we're only 25 years old?
With 25 sweet summers and hot fires in the cold
That kind of life makes that violence unthinkable
We'd like to play hockey, have kids and grow old
Fighters for Texaco, fighters for Power
Fighters for longer turns in the shower
Don't tell me I can't fight 'cause I'll punch out your lights
And history seems to agree that I would fight you for me
That us would fight them for we
He's just a peacenik and she's just a warhawk
That's where the beach was, that's where the sea
What could we say... we're only 25 years old?
And history seems to agree that I would fight you for me
That us would fight them for we
Is that how it always will be?

Laika Lyrics By Moxy Fruvous

When I was 3, my mother said to me
Eat up your greens and say your grave
While on TV they put a dog in space
And left here there... you should've seen her face
When I was 5, the dream was still alive
And Walter Cronkite said: "One day we'll earn our daily bread
Conducting things in outer space"
But still on earth I thrive... and you pretend I'm not alive
And walk by with my substitute
While I fasten the oxygen valve on my space suit
When I was 8, we shared a cloakrack - it was great
And I pretended I had so much on my plate
I had a speech to write, about moonshot trajectory
And during phonics class, perfected my delivery
Now the band's playing "Hail to the Chief"
While my capsule's out floating by some tropical reef
all the experts can agree on, regarding your motives
in the cape canaveral crash... is that they know nothing
it puzzles me so...
Now I'm full grown, and I've a spacecraft of my own
But there you sit, still upon your Earthly throne
Hey darling, throw this 'space-pup' a bone
Don't touch that dial, don't hang up that phone