Clove Oil And Demerol Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Baby why can't you sleep? Is it your teeth? Are you out of Demerol? Is the clove oil too weak? How long have you been lying there? Just holding your cheek What is the problem this time? Why can't you sleep? Clove oil and Demerol I want to be the one To ease your pain But I know it's something That may never go away So we'll treat the tooth And watch the body decay Baby please go to sleep It doesn't matter anyway

Eligible Bastard Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett There's an understanding between me and you I’ll do what I want you'll do what I want too You can heat the oils insert the pearls Put up with the taste of other girls The eligible bastard I ransacked your house hocked your jewelry Deposited your money at OTB Screwed your best friend got sick on Johnny Red Woke up the next day all tucked in your bed The eligible bastard You always tell me I’m the only one Where's your self respect Where's your self preservation I guess that there's no hope For a misanthrope Until he finds someone to hate him I tied you up took liberties Poured myself down your throat You swallowed my disease And you wear this love Like some phantom limb Do I blame myself No I blame the victim The eligible bastard

Baby Talk Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Baby met her sweetie pie Made googly little lover's eyes Do you love me, she'd reply Cross my heart and hope to die Baby bought a bungalow With her daddy's wedding dough Sweetie pie quit his job so He could watch his favorite shows Baby talk to Baby talk to Baby talk to Baby talk to me Baby let her sugar bear Tie her to the rocking chair Singed off all her baby hairs Put her through an awful scare Baby hid from her lamb chop Carrying a riding crop Cried but he refused to stop Ripped her baby clothes right off Baby talk to Baby talk to Baby talk to me Rockabye my baby cakes Cradle falls when the bough breaks Into the baby blue lake Baby talk

Captain Beefheart Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett I wrote a letter to the New York rocker back in '82 About the CIA and Vatican's plan to silence you I stole your address from a dealer at a Soho gallery And hitched a ride to the Mojave To find your silver Argosy Pleased to meet you Captain Beefheart You're my hero Captain Beefheart They dragged me out of my bed Into an unmarked police car They tortured me at the Mount Sinai Memorial abbatoir My mother tried to seduce me To find out what I wrote But I floated out of the window On Zoot Horn's long lean note Pleased to meet you Captain Beefheart You're my hero Captain Beefheart And if the music is a sin Baptize me in the water With the radio Plugged in

The Sanctuary Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett I know I'm in love I can tell by the way I've destroyed my life for you And if that's not enough to prove my love, I'll destroy your life, too I found you on 16th and Capp Where coffee soldiers get their half and half With all that you re-endowed Thought you'd make it to Jones Street by now Get in the car it's nice and warm You will not come to any harm It is so nice to see you coming back To the sanctuary I didn't want you to have to work I’d lock the door so you'd not get hurt And this is how you repay me By leaving me alone In the sanctuary My oh my How small you are You'll fit quite well In the trunk of my car I’ll bathe you dry you, take care of you I’ll chop you up and bury you Or even worse I’ll marry you Put on the collar, it's ok As long as you love honor and obey You were meant to be Locked in the arms Of the sanctuary The sanctuary

Brothers Grim Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Five brothers sitting in front of the fire Waiting for one of the weak to retire An old crocheted pillow held over a face One brother disappears without a trace Four brothers sitting all neat in a row Listening to their favorite radio show One eats some fruit from the family tree At next morning's breakfast there only are three The brothers grim The youngest one takes out his insulin There's no need to notify the next of kin Cain slew Abel as brothers will do Three brothers magically turn into two Accidents happen so often at home Look at the forests of handmade headstones But if a tree falls and it isn't alone Is there a reason for one to atone The brothers grim Mamma died and left her boys all alone To fight for the seat to the empty throne An old brambled crown and a seal of scrawl A kingdom consisting of nothing at all At four o'clock rings the dinner bell Be it ever so humble there's no place like hell Blo

Raven Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Raven So high Cloaked in the starless sky Carry Angel hair Patch up the holes left behind Tears Perfect tears Turn to diamonds I cherish each one They remind me Of you Raven So high Flies through the moonless space Carry Your silver brush Paint a new one in its place Tears Perfect tears Fall upon the ground I gather each one For you I’ll Love you Forever

Plato's Cave Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett I tried to stay in one night But too many mirrors and too much light Crawled from my apartment to Plato's Cave Like a worm to a freshly dug grave Phil Spector's wall of sound Lay in pretty pieces on the ground I had nothing to say I said 'til I was blue in the face Some yellow-fingered girl offered me some skin (She was ecstasy thin) But those girls they don't want to fuck (They just want to touch) Dance light poured from every glory hole Sinatra at CBGB's Segovia on his Danelectro I killed another cigarette Asked everybody "Am I having fun yet?" So I slipped into a Susse Chalet (Wearing candy lingerie) Popped a quarter in the bed A couple of reds Pulled a plastic bag over my head My whole life passed in front of me I saw Linda Lovelace As the statue of liberty

Homecoming Queen Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett She whispers pretty please I spit on a string of beads Just a homecoming queen Crowned upon the guillotine She pulls me in as she begs stop Swallows every single last drop She pricks her finger And I bubble to the top She's somebody s little sister Somebody's pride and joy Somebody's loving daughter Somebody's little boy She's somebody Hot water bottle hangs from the canopy She watches herself in the mirror on her vanity Silk scarves tie her ankles to her wrist My love she cannot resist She's somebody's little sister Somebody's pride and joy Somebody's loving daughter Somebody's little boy She's somebody's little sister Somebody's maid of honor Somebody's little mister Somebody else your honor Somebody

Orion Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Orion Orion I will be there for you when you cry I will be there for you when you cry Orion When you cry When you cry When you cry Orion Orion I will be the reason that you cry I will be the reason that you cry Orion When you cry When you cry When you cry When you cry When you cry (I will be there for you when you cry) When you cry (I will wipe the tears from your eyes) When you cry Oh, oh

Wouldn't Let Go Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett She's in my sights It all seems so clear It's almost like having her right here Kissing her stomach Caressing her hair I can smell her taste her feel her I swear And I wouldn't let go I wouldn't let go Not 'til I'm out on the streets below I'm dying here Dying here Dying here you know If God is really wherever we go Then He's with me as I crawl through her window And He's there with me as I wait behind her door And He helps me as I drag her to the floor I act like I'm sleeping while she's getting dressed Her wet hair all clingy the beads on her breast She pats herself dry my blood rushes in I imagine I'm the water absorbed in her skin And I wouldn't let go Wouldn't let go Not 'til I'm breaking the rocks below I'm dying here Dying here Dying here you know Dying here I'm dying here I'm dying here Dying Dying

Porn Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett I haven't left my place in four days Got nothing to eat except crackers and mayonnaise Searching for a roach in all the ashtrays Watching porno flicks and drinking aftershave I got fat porn, scat porn, black & white porn But nothing ever is hard enough Japanese bondage, candle wax torture I’ve even got some Venezuelan snuff Cloud walks and rainbows White mosquito and bones Beetles and sunshine Blue birds and methadone I haven't said a word in eight days The phone doesn't ring I think it's disconnected anyway Stamping on the ground cause my foot fell asleep Stumbling around and pissing on the seat I got fat porn, scat porn, black & white porn But nothing ever is hard enough Japanese bondage, candle wax torture I’ve even got some Venezuelan snuff The landlord is trying to evict me I hear him nail another notice to the door The silverfish are trying to elect me As Nikki Dial polishes off P

Porcupine Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Just look at the two of us A porcupine in love with a cactus You're beautiful whenever you are angry And baby you're always angry My little porcupine My little porcupine Wisps of clouds drape off the Siskious Like veils on a thousand lonely brides You're beautiful whenever you're unhappy And baby you're always unhappy My little porcupine My little porcupine

Materialistic Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Throw your things Out the window Prove you're not materialistic Listen to them As they fall On a passing circus midget It's a matter of time Before they huff And blow your house down Someone's knocking At your door It's the man with a subpoena Legal fees Bargained pleas Wife and landlord both say see ya' It's a matter of time Before they huff And blow your house down You're on the street Off your feet Don't you miss your stuff

Adam And Naive Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett She milked her breasts for all that she could get From vacations and promotions to a filter cigarette He used his position for what he wanted too Secretaries, barmaids, and the occasional ingenue He purchased a hideaway with some others on the board And she'd meet with him on Fridays  At exactly half past four Soon she wasn't satisfied and she wanted even more But when she asked him nice to leave his wife He changed the locks on the door She wasn't about to quit She'd put up with so much His triple chin, his stucco skin His breath from sour guts So she did the only thing a girl like her could do She called his wife who thanked her twice For being her substitute Adam & naïve The apple from Eve Was loaded with seeds

Remember Sarah Jane Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett If I looked into your blue stained eyes And got on my knees would you realize I’d try my best to make all your dreams come true I’d give you the ring that my grandmother wore And use every day to love you even more Would you smile and accept or would you say Remember Sarah Jane I slept with your friend Sarah seven years ago You packed all your things but I begged you not to go And though we tried things were never the same Remember Sarah Jane Remember Sarah Jane It was my fault but what can I do Except ruin both our lives trying to make it up to you We've gotta let go and start over again Remember Sarah Jane

Vegas Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Carla's boss drove her out of town When someone told his wife they were sleeping around With her severance pay she got a french manicure An Amtrack ticket and an artifical fur Rode the Empire Builder out west one day Shacked up with an Asian croupier Who wore an opal ring, Tony Lama boots A three gallon hat and his birthday suit In Vegas Las Vegas She read that in India They burn their pretty brides And in other countries They shoot them for their hides But not in Vegas You dreamt Wayne Newton'd leave you tix to his show Sinatra'd pick you up in his stretch limo Every morning a rose on your pillow And an envelope to help you pay off your Fiero Your family thinks you're an au pair Your friends think you're kept by some billionaire But on top of you a rancher spews Red Man into a cup and it splashes on you In Vegas

King Of The Road Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Try to catch some winks on a cardboard bed Thrown out of the boxcar by a bull named Fred 'Welcome to Chicago' as he kicked me in the head That is what he said Mixing up some ketchup and water in a glass The short order cook slung me all his floor scraps Radio announcer comes in with a news flash Roger Miller's dead Long live the king, he said I wish I were in bed I’ve got a pack of cigarettes But there ain't no room to let I promise not to make a peep If you'd only let me sleep Here Met a chick at Iggy’s whose shirt said little breast She confided that it was her family crest Said she wanted it to be a praying mantis  I crossed my legs and hoped for the best Do you want some head Let me sleep in instead I’ve got a pack of cigarettes But there ain't no room to let I promise not to make a peep If you'd only let me sleep With you But no I’m the king of the road

Dry Humps Dry Heaves Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett Pumpkin Pie Plucks her eyes Cause horizontal lines make her look fat She sniffs some drugs And crawls some clubs The doormen always sneak her in the back Dry humps and dry heaves When no one comes No one ever leaves Her boyfriends Young gay men Cuddle her until she falls asleep When she awakens All her money's been taken Well it really wasn't hers anyway Dry humps and dry heaves When no one comes No one leaves Pumpkin greets you Like you're the best friend she's ever had But she don't need anyone that bad Pumpkin pie Paints her eyes But she can't seem to stay within the lines

British Teeth Written by Allen Keller and Scott Bennett Lead Vocals by  Scott Bennett We buried the body of our favorite mate In an empty piano crate In a purple sweater and green wool cap He looked like an eggplant dressed like that The captain recited a eulogy And lowered the sacrifice into the sea Took out our silk cuts and had us a smoke And drank a toast to our sinking boat Death you cannot cheat Death you cannot cheat Unless you're rotten as British teeth The hole in the boat continued to feed It guzzled the unbottled briny sea Captain said to lighten the load at any cost But the ship kept taking on more than she lost Death you cannot cheat Death you cannot cheat Unless you're rotten as British teeth The boat disappeared into the sea Swallowed by the meal on which she did feed Captain stood on his crew submerged To be plucked from the heavens by a helicopter