If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee
And if I was a tree growing tall and green
All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves
If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee
And if I was a tree growing tall and green
All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves
All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side?
All I want is you, will you stay with me
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?
If you were a river in the mountains tall
The rumble of your water would be my call
If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow
Just as long as you were with me when the cold winds blow
All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side?
All I want is you, will you stay with me
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?
If you were a wink, I'd be a nod
If you were a seed, well, I'd be a pod
If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug
And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug
All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side?
All I want is you, will you stay with me
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?
If you were the wood, I'd be the fire
If you were the love, I'd be the desire
If you were a castle, I'd be your moat
And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float
All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side?
All I want is you, will you stay with me
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?
Juno Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Juno Soundtrack Lyrics
- Barry Louis Polisar - All I Want Is You
- Kimya Dawson - My Rollercoaster
- The Kinks - A Well Respected Man
- Buddy Holly - (Ummm, Oh Yeah) Dearest
- Mateo Messina - Up the Spout
- Kimya Dawson - Tire Swing
- Belle and Sebastian - Piazza New York Catcher
- Kimya Dawson - Loose Lips
- Sonic Youth - Superstar
- Kimya Dawson - Sleep
- Belle and Sebastian - Expectations
- Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes
- Kimya Dawson - So Nice So Smart
- Cat Power - Sea Of Love
- Kimya Dawson - Tree Hugger
- The Velvet Underground - Im Sticking With You
- The Moldy Peaches - Anyone Else But You
- Antsy Pants - Vampire
- Michael Cera and Ellen Page - Anyone Else But You
Writer: Barry Polisar
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Kimya Dawson - My Rollercoaster
You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
It seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
What is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
Maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
When I look at your face I can tell that you're not going to be stopping soon or even slowing down
And if we keep up this pace pretty soon we'll know the name of every kid and every grown up booking house shows in their town
And if home is really where the heart is
Then we're the smartest kids I know
Because wherever we are in this great big world
We'll never be more than a few hours from home...
And that's important because I need to travel
I've had this itchin in my shoes since I was just a little kid
And before I had a mini van I road the greyhound bus
My mom would say "i hope some day you get paid for being kimya dawson"
And now I do and it's not much
But it's enough
I've got my scrabble game, food on my plate, good friends and family
And now there's you understanding why I do the things I do
Knowing that you do them too makes me really happy
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
From a distance, the world looks blue and green
And the snow capped mountains white
From a distance, the ocean meets the stream
And the eagle takes to flight
[whispering]
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be do do do do do do
I'll be the greatest man of your life
'cause I like going for hikes and riding bikes
And playing video games in the middle of the night
And I'll stay up late and I won't even care
That we're getting up early to go to the state fair
I'm gonna ride the biggest ride it'll be out of sight
Then I'll share an elephant ear with you if you'd like
Because we are alive so we've gotta live life
To the fullest you spin the bottle and I'll dim the lights
Four five six seven minutes in the closet
You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
It seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
What is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
Maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
You go straight to the top you're not scared of getting squashed
You know just when to jump off
You're so brave
And then you run to the right it seems there's no hope in sight
And you drop down to the tube that takes you right to level eight
Life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
Every day's a winding road yeah
My rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
As long as it keeps goin' round it's unbelievable
Life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
Every day's a winding road yeah
My rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
As long as it keeps goin' round it's unbelievable
It seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
What is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
Maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
When I look at your face I can tell that you're not going to be stopping soon or even slowing down
And if we keep up this pace pretty soon we'll know the name of every kid and every grown up booking house shows in their town
And if home is really where the heart is
Then we're the smartest kids I know
Because wherever we are in this great big world
We'll never be more than a few hours from home...
And that's important because I need to travel
I've had this itchin in my shoes since I was just a little kid
And before I had a mini van I road the greyhound bus
My mom would say "i hope some day you get paid for being kimya dawson"
And now I do and it's not much
But it's enough
I've got my scrabble game, food on my plate, good friends and family
And now there's you understanding why I do the things I do
Knowing that you do them too makes me really happy
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
From a distance, the world looks blue and green
And the snow capped mountains white
From a distance, the ocean meets the stream
And the eagle takes to flight
[whispering]
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be do do do do do do
I'll be the greatest man of your life
'cause I like going for hikes and riding bikes
And playing video games in the middle of the night
And I'll stay up late and I won't even care
That we're getting up early to go to the state fair
I'm gonna ride the biggest ride it'll be out of sight
Then I'll share an elephant ear with you if you'd like
Because we are alive so we've gotta live life
To the fullest you spin the bottle and I'll dim the lights
Four five six seven minutes in the closet
You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
It seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
What is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
Maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
You go straight to the top you're not scared of getting squashed
You know just when to jump off
You're so brave
And then you run to the right it seems there's no hope in sight
And you drop down to the tube that takes you right to level eight
Life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
Every day's a winding road yeah
My rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
As long as it keeps goin' round it's unbelievable
Life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
Every day's a winding road yeah
My rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
As long as it keeps goin' round it's unbelievable
Writer: Kimya Dawson
Copyright: Lyrics © SHELLY BAY MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © SHELLY BAY MUSIC
The Kinks - A Well Respected Man
'Cause he gets up in the morning,
And he goes to work at nine,
And he comes back home at five-thirty,
Gets the same train every time.
'Cause his world is built 'round punctuality,
It never fails.
And he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And his mother goes to meetings,
While his father pulls the maid,
And she stirs the tea with councilors,
While discussing foreign trade,
And she passes looks, as well as bills
At every suave young man
'Cause he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And he likes his own backyard,
And he likes his fags the best,
'Cause he's better than the rest,
And his own sweat smells the best,
And he hopes to grab his father's loot,
When Pater passes on.
'Cause he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And he plays at stocks and shares,
And he goes to the Regatta,
And he adores the girl next door,
'Cause he's dying to get at her,
But his mother knows the best about
The matrimonial stakes.
'Cause he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And he goes to work at nine,
And he comes back home at five-thirty,
Gets the same train every time.
'Cause his world is built 'round punctuality,
It never fails.
And he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And his mother goes to meetings,
While his father pulls the maid,
And she stirs the tea with councilors,
While discussing foreign trade,
And she passes looks, as well as bills
At every suave young man
'Cause he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And he likes his own backyard,
And he likes his fags the best,
'Cause he's better than the rest,
And his own sweat smells the best,
And he hopes to grab his father's loot,
When Pater passes on.
'Cause he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
And he plays at stocks and shares,
And he goes to the Regatta,
And he adores the girl next door,
'Cause he's dying to get at her,
But his mother knows the best about
The matrimonial stakes.
'Cause he's oh, so good,
And he's oh, so fine,
And he's oh, so healthy,
In his body and his mind.
He's a well respected man about town,
Doing the best things so conservatively.
Writer: RAY DAVIES
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Buddy Holly - (Ummm, Oh Yeah) Dearest
Dearest, though you're the nearest to my heart
Please don't ever ummm yeah, ever say we'll part
You scold, and you're so bold
Years together ummm yeah, our love will grow old
Ummm yeah, our love will grow old
You may-ay-ay-ay be a million miles away
Please believe me ummm yeah, when you hear me say
I love you, I love you
Come ho-o-o-ome, keep me from these sleepless nights
Try my love again ummm yeah
I'm gonna treat you right, ummm yeah, I'm gonna treat you right
Please don't ever ummm yeah, ever say we'll part
You scold, and you're so bold
Years together ummm yeah, our love will grow old
Ummm yeah, our love will grow old
You may-ay-ay-ay be a million miles away
Please believe me ummm yeah, when you hear me say
I love you, I love you
Come ho-o-o-ome, keep me from these sleepless nights
Try my love again ummm yeah
I'm gonna treat you right, ummm yeah, I'm gonna treat you right
Writer: Ellas Mcdaniels, Prentice Herman Jr. Polk, Samuel Robert Gibson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Kimya Dawson - Tire Swing
I took the Polaroid down in my room
I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend
It's not as if I don't like you
It just makes me sad whenever I see it
'Cause I like to be gone most of the time
And you like to be home most of the time
If I stay in one place I lose my mind
I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with
Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended
I had a dream that I had to drive to Madison
To deliver a painting for some silly reason
I took a wrong turn and ended up in Michigan
A pallbearer aboard took me to the giant tire swing
Gave me a push and he started singing
I sang along while I was swinging
The sound of our voices made us forget everything
That had ever hurt our feelings
Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended
Now I'm home for less than twenty four hours
That's hardly time to take a shower
Hug my family and take your picture off the wall
Check my email, write a song and make a few phone calls
Before it's time to leave again
I got one hand on the steering wheel, one waving out the window
If I'm a spinster for the rest of my life
My arms will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights
Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended
I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend
It's not as if I don't like you
It just makes me sad whenever I see it
'Cause I like to be gone most of the time
And you like to be home most of the time
If I stay in one place I lose my mind
I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with
Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended
I had a dream that I had to drive to Madison
To deliver a painting for some silly reason
I took a wrong turn and ended up in Michigan
A pallbearer aboard took me to the giant tire swing
Gave me a push and he started singing
I sang along while I was swinging
The sound of our voices made us forget everything
That had ever hurt our feelings
Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended
Now I'm home for less than twenty four hours
That's hardly time to take a shower
Hug my family and take your picture off the wall
Check my email, write a song and make a few phone calls
Before it's time to leave again
I got one hand on the steering wheel, one waving out the window
If I'm a spinster for the rest of my life
My arms will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights
Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Belle and Sebastian - Piazza New York Catcher
Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll sail around the world
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
Oh elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase
San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay
We hung about the Tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read, it always makes you cry
The statue's crying too and well he may
I love you
I've a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you, my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the family wider net absurd
"You'll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job"
Maybe, but not what she deserves
Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll drink ourselves awake
We'll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We'll comment on the decor and we'll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we'll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare
The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed, he's praying for a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench
I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn't come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the song we love until this day
You'd settle for an epitaph like "Walk Away, Renee"
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
Oh elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase
San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay
We hung about the Tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read, it always makes you cry
The statue's crying too and well he may
I love you
I've a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you, my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the family wider net absurd
"You'll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job"
Maybe, but not what she deserves
Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll drink ourselves awake
We'll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We'll comment on the decor and we'll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we'll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare
The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed, he's praying for a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench
I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn't come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the song we love until this day
You'd settle for an epitaph like "Walk Away, Renee"
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Writer: Bob Kildea, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Richard Colburn, Sarah Martin, Stephen Jackson, Stuart Murdoch
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Kimya Dawson - Loose Lips
Loose lips might sink ships but loose gooses take trips
To San Francisco, double dutch disco
Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty
Do it for the living and do it for the dead
Do it for the monsters under your bed
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
How's it gonna be?
I'll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house
And know Matt Rouse and jest are watching me achieve my dreams
And we'll pray, all damn day, every day
That all this shit our president has got us in will go away
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive
These trying times without losing our minds
So if you wanna burn yourself, remember that I love you
And if you wanna cut yourself, remember that I love you
And if you wanna kill yourself, remember that I love you
Call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead
Send me an IM, I'll be your friend
Shysters live from scheme to scheme and my fourth quarter pipe dreams
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for
So I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
And I'll say, "f*ck Bush" and, "f*ck this war"
My war paint is sharpie ink and I'll show you how much my shit stinks
And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful
They think we're disposable, well, both my thumbs opposable
Are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score and
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
To San Francisco, double dutch disco
Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty
Do it for the living and do it for the dead
Do it for the monsters under your bed
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
How's it gonna be?
I'll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house
And know Matt Rouse and jest are watching me achieve my dreams
And we'll pray, all damn day, every day
That all this shit our president has got us in will go away
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive
These trying times without losing our minds
So if you wanna burn yourself, remember that I love you
And if you wanna cut yourself, remember that I love you
And if you wanna kill yourself, remember that I love you
Call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead
Send me an IM, I'll be your friend
Shysters live from scheme to scheme and my fourth quarter pipe dreams
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for
So I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
And I'll say, "f*ck Bush" and, "f*ck this war"
My war paint is sharpie ink and I'll show you how much my shit stinks
And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful
They think we're disposable, well, both my thumbs opposable
Are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score and
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
Writer: Kimya M Dawson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O CAPASSO, Exploration Group LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O CAPASSO, Exploration Group LLC
Sonic Youth - Superstar
long ago
and oh so far away
I fell in love with you
before the second show
your guitar
it sounds so sweet and clear
but you're not really there
it's just the radio
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
loneliness, is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
to be with you again
what to say
to make you come again
come back to me again
and play your sad guitar
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
and oh so far away
I fell in love with you
before the second show
your guitar
it sounds so sweet and clear
but you're not really there
it's just the radio
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
loneliness, is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
to be with you again
what to say
to make you come again
come back to me again
and play your sad guitar
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do
Writer: Bonnie Lynn Bramlett, Delaney Bramlett, Leon Russell
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Kimya Dawson - Sleep
Sleep little one
Tomorrow's more fun
We'll dance in the rain
And we'll sing in the sun
I think you're the best
But you're being a pest
You know that I love you
But I need my rest
If you love me
You will go pee
Put on your pajamas
And then go to sleep
Please little friend
Get in your bed
And let the adventures
Be dreams in your head
Sleep little one
Tomorrow's more fun
We'll dance in the rain
And we'll sing in the sun
Tomorrow's more fun
We'll dance in the rain
And we'll sing in the sun
I think you're the best
But you're being a pest
You know that I love you
But I need my rest
If you love me
You will go pee
Put on your pajamas
And then go to sleep
Please little friend
Get in your bed
And let the adventures
Be dreams in your head
Sleep little one
Tomorrow's more fun
We'll dance in the rain
And we'll sing in the sun
Writer: RALPH SALL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Belle and Sebastian - Expectations
Monday morning wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Tell your mum what to expect, she says it's right out of the blue
Do you went to work in Debenham's, because that's what they expect
Start in Lingerie, and Doris is your supervisor
And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
For careers you say you went to be remembered for your art
Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange
Making life-size models of the Velvet Underground in clay
In the queue for lunch they take the piss, you've got no appetite
And the rumour is you never go with boys and you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While your cleaning up the mess the teacher's looking up your skirt
You've been used, you're confused
Write a song, I'll sing along
Are you calm? Settle down
Soon you will know that you are sane
You're on top of the world again
Monday morning wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Mum said she had little choice when she was young, so why should you?
Do you went to work in C&A, 'cause that's what they expect
Move to Ladieswear and take a feel off Joe the Storeman
Tell Veronica the secrets of the boy you never kissed
She's got everything to gain 'cause she's a fat girl with a lisp
She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs
'Cause you can't afford a blazer and you're always wearing clogs
At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room
Heed of English gets you, asks you, "What the Hell do you think you're doing?"
"Do you think you're better then the other kids? Well get outside."
You've got permission, but you've got to make the bastard think he's right
Tell your mum what to expect, she says it's right out of the blue
Do you went to work in Debenham's, because that's what they expect
Start in Lingerie, and Doris is your supervisor
And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
For careers you say you went to be remembered for your art
Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange
Making life-size models of the Velvet Underground in clay
In the queue for lunch they take the piss, you've got no appetite
And the rumour is you never go with boys and you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While your cleaning up the mess the teacher's looking up your skirt
You've been used, you're confused
Write a song, I'll sing along
Are you calm? Settle down
Soon you will know that you are sane
You're on top of the world again
Monday morning wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Mum said she had little choice when she was young, so why should you?
Do you went to work in C&A, 'cause that's what they expect
Move to Ladieswear and take a feel off Joe the Storeman
Tell Veronica the secrets of the boy you never kissed
She's got everything to gain 'cause she's a fat girl with a lisp
She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs
'Cause you can't afford a blazer and you're always wearing clogs
At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room
Heed of English gets you, asks you, "What the Hell do you think you're doing?"
"Do you think you're better then the other kids? Well get outside."
You've got permission, but you've got to make the bastard think he's right
Writer: CHRISTOPHER GEDDES, ISOBEL CAMPBELL, MICHAEL COOKE, RICHARD COLBURN, STEPHEN JACKSON, STUART MURDOCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes
(David Bowie)
Well billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
And wendy's stealing clothes from marks and sparks
And freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man I need tv when I got t rex
Oh brother you guessed
I'm a dude dad
All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up come on)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (i want to hear you)
Carry the news (i want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you all of you)
Carry the news
Now lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule it's a real mean team
But we can love oh yes we can love
And my brother's back at home with his beatles and his stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag too many snags
Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head
Yeah
I'm a dude dad
All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (i want to hear ya)
Carry the news (i want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (what dudes)
Carry the news (let's hear the news come on)
Boogaloo dudes (i want to kick you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (hey you there with the glasses)
Carry the news (i want you)
Boogaloo dudes (i want you at the front)
Carry the news (now you all his friends)
All the young dudes (now you bring him down cause I want him)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (i want him right here bring him come on)
Carry the news (bring him here you go)
All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years)
Carry the news (there you go)
Boogaloo dudes (how do you feel)
Carry the news
Well billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
And wendy's stealing clothes from marks and sparks
And freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man I need tv when I got t rex
Oh brother you guessed
I'm a dude dad
All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up come on)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (i want to hear you)
Carry the news (i want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you all of you)
Carry the news
Now lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule it's a real mean team
But we can love oh yes we can love
And my brother's back at home with his beatles and his stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag too many snags
Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head
Yeah
I'm a dude dad
All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (i want to hear ya)
Carry the news (i want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (what dudes)
Carry the news (let's hear the news come on)
Boogaloo dudes (i want to kick you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (hey you there with the glasses)
Carry the news (i want you)
Boogaloo dudes (i want you at the front)
Carry the news (now you all his friends)
All the young dudes (now you bring him down cause I want him)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (i want him right here bring him come on)
Carry the news (bring him here you go)
All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years)
Carry the news (there you go)
Boogaloo dudes (how do you feel)
Carry the news
Writer: David Bowie
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, TINTORETTO MUSIC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, TINTORETTO MUSIC, BMG Rights Management
Kimya Dawson - So Nice So Smart
I was quiet as a mouse
When I snuck into your house
And took roofies with your spouse
In a nit and out a louse
And lice are lousy all the time
They suck your blood drink your wine
Say shut up and quit your crying
Give it time and you'll be fine
You're so nice and you're so smart
You're such a good friend I hafta break your heart
Tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart
Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart
I like boys with strong convictions
And convicts with perfect diction
Underdogs with good intentions
Amputees with stamp collections
Plywood skinboards ride the ocean
Salty noses suntan lotion
Always seriously joking
And rambunctiously soft-spoken
I like boys that like their mothers
And I have a thing for brothers
But they always wait til we're under the covers
To say I'm sure glad we're not lovers
You're so nice and you're so smart
You're such a good friend I hafta break your heart
Tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart
Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart
I like my new bunnysuit
I like my new bunnysuit
I like my new bunnysuit
When I wear it I feel cute
When I snuck into your house
And took roofies with your spouse
In a nit and out a louse
And lice are lousy all the time
They suck your blood drink your wine
Say shut up and quit your crying
Give it time and you'll be fine
You're so nice and you're so smart
You're such a good friend I hafta break your heart
Tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart
Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart
I like boys with strong convictions
And convicts with perfect diction
Underdogs with good intentions
Amputees with stamp collections
Plywood skinboards ride the ocean
Salty noses suntan lotion
Always seriously joking
And rambunctiously soft-spoken
I like boys that like their mothers
And I have a thing for brothers
But they always wait til we're under the covers
To say I'm sure glad we're not lovers
You're so nice and you're so smart
You're such a good friend I hafta break your heart
Tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart
Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart
I like my new bunnysuit
I like my new bunnysuit
I like my new bunnysuit
When I wear it I feel cute
Writer: Kimya Dawson
Copyright: Lyrics © SHELLY BAY MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © SHELLY BAY MUSIC
Cat Power - Sea Of Love
Come with me my love
To the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
Do you remember
When we met?
That's the day I knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
Come with me my love
To the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
To the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
Do you remember
When we met?
That's the day I knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
Come with me my love
To the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
Writer: George Khoury, Philip Baptiste
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CARLIN AMERICA INC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CARLIN AMERICA INC, Songtrust Ave
Kimya Dawson - Tree Hugger
[ Featuring Antsy Pants ]
The flower said, "I wish I was a tree"
The tree said, "I wish I could be
A different kind of tree"
The cat wished that it was a bee
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea
And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it
And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it
And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert
And the desert
So dry and lonely
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort
Et le jackalope a dit
"Je voudrais être un yeti
Pour voler dans la nuit
Et m'en aller loin d'ici"
Mais le yeti a dit
"Je voudrais être un monstre marin
Pour pouvoir rentrer dans la mer
De tous les requins"
And the rattlesnake said
"I wish I had hands so
I could hug you like a man"
And then the cactus said
"Don't you understand
My skin is covered with sharp spikes
That'll stab you like a thousand knives.
A hug would be nice
But hug my flower with your eyes"
The flower said, "I wish I was a tree"
The tree said, "I wish I could be
A different kind of tree"
The cat wished that it was a bee
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea
And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it
And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it
And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert
And the desert
So dry and lonely
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Velvet Underground - Im Sticking With You
(Reed)
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stage coach in the rain
And I'm doing the same
Saw you're hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
People going to the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the cong?
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing
We hang past right or wrong
I'll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I'll do anything for you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stage coach in the rain
And I'm doing the same
Saw you're hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
People going to the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the cong?
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing
We hang past right or wrong
I'll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I'll do anything for you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Writer: LOU A. REED
Copyright: Lyrics © GARNANT MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © GARNANT MUSIC
The Moldy Peaches - Anyone Else But You
You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on your back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
I will find my niche in your car
With my MP3, DVD, rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Don Quixote was a steel driving man
My name is Adam, I'm your biggest fan
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Squinched up your face and did a dance
You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
But you
The monkey on your back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
I will find my niche in your car
With my MP3, DVD, rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Don Quixote was a steel driving man
My name is Adam, I'm your biggest fan
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
Squinched up your face and did a dance
You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I don't see what anyone can see
In anyone else but you
But you
Writer: Adam Green, Dawson Kimya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, SHELLY BAY MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, SHELLY BAY MUSIC
Antsy Pants - Vampire
I am a vampire (5x)
Vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost my fangs
I am a vampire (3x)
I have lost my fangs
So I'm sad
And i feel lonely
So I cry
And I'm very angry
And I hate some girl lately
So I'm so no more sad
And ache yeah, yeah
I am a vampire
And I am
Looking in the city
Pretty girls
Don't look at me
Don't look at me
Cause
I don't have my fangs
But I have lost
My fangs
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost
My mouth again
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost
My mouth again
So I get bone
And I shred
So I f*ck all
And I croon some place
And I sing
With my best looking
And I want
To play the guitar
But my guitar
Is out of tune
I am a vampire
I am looking in the CD
And the musical
Don't play with me
Don't play with me
Because I don't play
With my mouse again
And I have lost
My mouse again
Vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost my fangs
I am a vampire (3x)
I have lost my fangs
So I'm sad
And i feel lonely
So I cry
And I'm very angry
And I hate some girl lately
So I'm so no more sad
And ache yeah, yeah
I am a vampire
And I am
Looking in the city
Pretty girls
Don't look at me
Don't look at me
Cause
I don't have my fangs
But I have lost
My fangs
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost
My mouth again
I am a vampire
I am a vampire
I have lost
My mouth again
So I get bone
And I shred
So I f*ck all
And I croon some place
And I sing
With my best looking
And I want
To play the guitar
But my guitar
Is out of tune
I am a vampire
I am looking in the CD
And the musical
Don't play with me
Don't play with me
Because I don't play
With my mouse again
And I have lost
My mouse again
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Michael Cera and Ellen Page - Anyone Else But You
[ Featuring Ellen Page ]
You're a part-time lover and a full-time friend
The monkey on your back is the latest trend
Don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
Don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
We both have shiny happy fits of rage
I want more fans, you want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
You're always trying to keep it real
And I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry-eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
Doo, doo-doo doo, doo-doo doo, doo-doo doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo doo, doo-doo doo, doo-doo doo-doo
I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
Writer: Adam Green, Dawson Kimya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Music from the Motion Picture Juno is the soundtrack for the 2007 film Juno. The album compiles mostly indie rock songs from the 2000s, and was released by Rhino Entertainment on December 11, 2007.
The album features several songs performed by Kimya Dawson and her bands Antsy Pants and the Moldy Peaches, due to a suggestion by lead actor Elliot Page:
At one point, I [director Jason Reitman] asked [Elliot] Page before we started shooting, 'What do you think Juno listens to?' And [he] said, 'The Moldy Peaches.' [He] went on my computer, played the songs, and I fell in love with it. [Screenwriter Diablo Cody] and I discussed putting a Moldy Peaches song in it where the characters would sing to each other. I got in touch with Kimya Dawson of The Moldy Peaches and she started sending me her work, which was beautiful, and that became a lot of the soundtrack.
Initially, Reitman conceived of the character being a fan of glam rock, but rejected it as too inauthentic. He replaced this by scoring the film with Yo La Tengo, but got into contact with Dawson after listening to "Anyone Else but You". Dawson insisted on seeing the screenplay before allowing her songs to be in the film, after which she agreed to send Reitman a package of her solo albums to review.
The Michael Cera/Elliot Page cover of "Anyone Else but You" was recorded on the last day of filming on the streets of Vancouver, British Columbia. During rehearsal, Dawson coached the duo on how to perform it and thought "'Aw, man, they sing it better than us.' They sing it so cute."
The soundtrack received enough critical and commercial success that other compilations and expanded re-releases have been released in subsequent years.
Genre(s):
lo-fi, garage rock, indie folk, twee pop, comedy The album features several songs performed by Kimya Dawson and her bands Antsy Pants and the Moldy Peaches, due to a suggestion by lead actor Elliot Page:
At one point, I [director Jason Reitman] asked [Elliot] Page before we started shooting, 'What do you think Juno listens to?' And [he] said, 'The Moldy Peaches.' [He] went on my computer, played the songs, and I fell in love with it. [Screenwriter Diablo Cody] and I discussed putting a Moldy Peaches song in it where the characters would sing to each other. I got in touch with Kimya Dawson of The Moldy Peaches and she started sending me her work, which was beautiful, and that became a lot of the soundtrack.
Initially, Reitman conceived of the character being a fan of glam rock, but rejected it as too inauthentic. He replaced this by scoring the film with Yo La Tengo, but got into contact with Dawson after listening to "Anyone Else but You". Dawson insisted on seeing the screenplay before allowing her songs to be in the film, after which she agreed to send Reitman a package of her solo albums to review.
The Michael Cera/Elliot Page cover of "Anyone Else but You" was recorded on the last day of filming on the streets of Vancouver, British Columbia. During rehearsal, Dawson coached the duo on how to perform it and thought "'Aw, man, they sing it better than us.' They sing it so cute."
The soundtrack received enough critical and commercial success that other compilations and expanded re-releases have been released in subsequent years.
Length: 46:42
Released: December 11th, 2007
Year: 2007