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Arrows & Anchors Lyrics


Heavens to Murgatroyd (0:44)
Whiskey & Ritalin (3:37)
Musical Chairs (3:32)
Uh-Oh (4:17)
Amarillo Sleeps on My Pillow (4:42)
A Loophole in Limbo (3:39)
Typhoid Mary Sends Her Best (0:56)
Short-Haired Tornado (4:20)
The Upset at Bailey Bridge (0:52)
Rikki Tikki Tavi (3:25)
Golden Parachutes (3:44)
Bright Bulbs & Sharp Tools (3:58)
Coppertank Island (3:11)
Three Foolproof Ways to Buy the Farm (2:47)
The Greener Grass (10:57)
Pour the Coal to 'er (3:32)


Heavens to Murgatroyd

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 01
Running Time: 0:44


Now soon enough someone's gonna come along,
Could be your husband, could be your wife,
Hell, could be your best friend,
They're gonna come along and put a stick in your spokes,
And I want you to thank 'em,
'Cause is it so bad when you're airborne,
That the only thing going through that little head of yours,
Is hitting the ground?


Whiskey & Ritalin

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 02
Running Time: 3:37


From hand to heart and hands to head,
These gritty teeth grind gears of infrared.
He crash lands in dull white noise,
All I hear is static in his voice.

When those sweet red hands,
Start their whirlwinds,
And you’re the drain.

You’re imagining things,
Your pretend machine,
Has sticks in its every spoke.
You’re inventing it all,
From thin air and close calls.
Welcome to the balancing act.

Your rabbit’s foot is hare and hounds,
And I drag pianos, eyes glued to the ground.
When he dialed 9-1-1,
Busy signals sang familiar songs.

Those sweet glad hands,
Start their whirlwinds,
And you’re the plane.

You’re imagining things,
Your pretend machine,
Has sticks in its every spoke.
You’re inventing it all,
From thin air and close calls.
If we bought the stock we'd be broke.

You taught us to claw,
Put us through your speech.
If I'm a red anchor,
Then you're coming with me.
And on the way down,
We can sleep with the fish,
As we go into the blue,
We can both reminisce.

And you better hide!
Or learn how to climb!
‘Cause you're coming with me-
('Cause you're coming with me...)
And on the way down!
You will sleep with the fish!
‘Cause you're coming with me-
('Cause you're coming with me...)

You’re imagining things,
Your pretend machine,
Has sticks in its every spoke.
You’re inventing it all,
From thin air and close calls.
Welcome to the balancing act...


Musical Chairs

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 03
Running Time: 3:32



You should be counting your blessings,
From the sky,
Your eagle eyes found the great blind faith.
I could be kickin' the bucket,
But you should know:
I never had very good aim.

The right-of-way,
Is a wild-goose-chase.

It makes you wonder...
If shooting for stars,
Is like darts in the dark.
It makes you wonder...
If the beaten path is the promise land.

If I worship the ground that he walks on,
And it winds up that he has two left feet,
Will we be walkin' on water?
'Cause you should know:
We never like to get our feet wet.

The right-of-way,
Is a wild-goose-chase.

It makes you wonder...
If shooting for stars,
Is like darts in the dark.
It makes you wonder...
If the beaten path is the promise-

I got dizzy.
I got lost.

It makes you wonder...
If shooting for stars,
is like darts in the dark.
It makes you wonder...
If the beaten path is the promise land.

(It makes you wonder.)
It makes you wonder...
(It makes you wonder.)
It makes you wonder...
(It makes you wonder.)

...if I'm just a stick-in-the-mud!


Uh-Oh

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 04
Running Time: 4:17


I went right back home,
You would have done the same.
Never washed your hands,
If you knew they’d dig up dirt again.
It took a drought,
To wash her out.

So I was the Sun,
That slapped the rain,
Until we all knew she’d go down the drain.

They’re the Jacks of all trades!
The fruits of our labors were laid out to rot.
They danced and sang to the song of Amazing Grace!
I told you so! I told you so! I told you so!

Uh-Oh!
(We are. We are. We are.)

I got a runnin’ start and,
During my second wind,
Stirred up all the dust,
With an iron fist and her hair brush.
It was the prettiest picture you ever saw,
The prettiest picture not on the wall.

I heard a voice,
Covered my eyes,
Wore a big smile when we dropped like flies.

They’re the Jacks of all trades!
The fruits of our labors were laid out to rot.
They danced and sang to the song of Amazing Grace!
I told you so! I told you so! I told you so!

I went right back home,
You would’ve done the same.
Don’t dare wash your hands,
We both know they’ll dig up dirt again.
I got a runnin’ start,
And during my second wind had a fit,
Like the bitter son of Abraham.

Hold your breath!
Did you see the light?
Or did your cold shoulders leave us in the ice?

They’re the Jacks of all trades!
The fruits of our labors were laid out to rot.
They danced and sang to the song of Amazing Grace!
I told you so! I told you so! I told you so!
(We are. We are. We are.)
They’re the Jacks of all trades!
The fruits of our labors were laid out to rot.
They danced and sang to the song of Amazing Grace!
I told you so! I told you so! I told you so-o-o-o-o-o.

Uh-Oh!
(We are. We are. We are.)


Amarillo Sleeps on My Pillow

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 05
Running Time: 4:42


Woah. Woah.

Stay close if you want to keep up,
But don't dare turn around.
Go ahead, pull the bull's-eye my friend,
But oh, you're gonna get the horns.

A yellow-belly's never havin' the guts,
But God how he gets the glory.
The West was won from a cheater with a gun,
And I hope he never lives it down.

Yeah! Yeah!

Minced words from anonymous cowards,
Fell down from kingdom come.
The threatened source of this obstacle course,
Had us cornered in a guessing game.

Every attempt turned a kettle of fish,
And the love's making its waves.
If I had to guess, he's still makin' a mess,
Worse than any thunderstorm.

Woah. Woah.

No one turned over leaves,
No one's branching out,
No one went on a limb when he belted out:
"G e t g o n e!"
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe,
Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse:
"G e t g o n e!"

Let's stall like a Neanderthal,
That can't make up his mind,
And not sore if you've heard it before,
Broken records wanna make a case.

The croppers came,
And were spinnin' in yarn,
Our ears still opened up.
If failed attempts were a lottery ticket,
You can bet I'd be raking it in.

No one turned over leaves,
No one's branching out,
No one went on a limb when he belted out:
"G e t g o n e!"
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe,
Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse:
"G e t g o n e!"

Get gone, I said.
Get gone, I said.
Get gone, I said.
Get gone.

No one turned over leaves,
No one's branching out,
No one went on a limb when he belted out:
"G e t g o n e!"
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe,
Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse:
"G e t g o n e!"

Yeah. Yeah.


A Loophole in Limbo

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 06
Running Time: 3:39


Into the middle we go~
Into the middle we go~

I smell a rat and just in case,
I set up traps and you’re the bait,
Surprise! Suprise!
If curiosity kills cats, We better teach the cat to fight back.

I’m waiting for you!
I don’t know why,
When you always take your time.
Into the middle we go~
Let’s see you try to kill me.

Our eyes fell to the floor,
Your eyes and mine.

The middleman straddles the fence,
He never loses, never wins with confidence,
And more power to him!
He doesn’t need a telescope,
To figure out he’s jumping rope,
Hand over fist.

I’m waiting for you!
I don’t know why,
When you always take your time.
Into the middle we go~
Let’s see you try to kill me.

Our eyes fell to the floor,
Your eyes and mine,
Got stuck.

I’m waiting for you!
I don’t know why,
When you always take your time.
Into the middle we go~
Let’s see you try-

I’m waiting for you!
I don’t know why,
When you always take your time.
Into the middle we go~
Let’s see you try to kill me.


Short-Haired Tornado

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 08
Running Time: 4:20


If you croak I hope ya know I’m gonna toss you in the trash.
You can’t really blame us, we’re only doin’ what you asked.
If you have yourself a son, I’m gonna tell your baby boy,
That Father Time’s chock full of lies,
So don’t jump in just yet.

Doubting Thomas deserves much more than we can give,
If we win the lottery, let’s buy an island just for him.
So when that hurricane tries beatin’ down the door,
We can make him bat its eyes until it can’t see what’s a-...

Until we can’t see what’s ahead...

Until we can’t see what’s ahead!
You can sew me in stitches,
And curse at the cautious,
While it lasts,
‘Cause soon we’ll all forget!

If we croak I hope ya know it’s gonna be in single files,
Hunting for marbles that were never worth the while.
Each one of us caught heat for throwing Jack Frost in July,
And staring at the Sun till our eyes were done,
And we could not see what’s a-...

Until we can’t see what’s ahead!
You can sew me in stitches,
And curse at the cautious,
While it lasts,
‘Cause soon we’ll all forget!

Until we can't see what's ahead...
Until we can't see what's ahead...

Until we can’t see what’s ahead!
You can sew me in stitches,
And curse at the cautious,
While it lasts,
‘Cause soon we’ll all for-
‘Cause soon we’ll all forget...


Rikki Tikki Tavi

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 10
Running Time: 3:25


Listen to me.
Listen to me.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
HEY!

Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki Tavi!
I am not a machine so don't treat me like buttons!

Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki Tavi!
We're not identical twins so don't finish my sentence!

Tell me the truth or don't tell me anything.
I'd rather have heart than courage or a brain.

Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki Tavi!
Don't pay any mind to a voice behind curtains!

If you meet the Devil's wife,
Make sure you wear a suit and tie.
And leave him where he stands.
Oh~
If he tries to shake your hand,
Just hit him with her frying pan.
And leave him where he stands.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
RUN RIKKI TIKKI! RUN RIKKI TIKKI! RUN!
RUN RIKKI TIKKI! RUN RIKKI TIKKI! RUN!

Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Listen to me.

Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki Tavi!
If you want a Picasso, you better start diggin'!

Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki Tavi!
If I build the Ark will you wait for the water?

The only thing that ever turned him blue,
Was thinking the sky is what he should be turning to.

Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki!
Rikki Tikki Tavi!
There are snakes in the grass so we better go hunting!

If you meet the Devil's wife,
Make sure you wear a suit and tie.
And leave him where he stands.
Oh~
If he tries to shake your hand,
Just hit him with her frying pan.
And leave him where he stands.
Oh~
Let her take the kitchen sink,
And cut her from her apron strings.
Just leave him where he stands.
Oh~
All you need is amnesty,
So grab my hand and come with me.
Just leave him where he... stands.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
BWBWBWBWBWBWBW-RIKKI!


Golden Parachutes

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 11
Running Time: 3:44


Here they come, shaking in their boots,
They’ll be skipping stones with your bones,
When these ants know,
Where to find you!
And steal all your thunder,
The windows will shutter,
And I’ll wear a tie.
And I’ll wear a tie.

Were you shaking in your boots,
Did it scare you half to death,
When you saw the falling arrows?

Won’t that be a sight?
Won’t that be a sight?

Here they come, attached at the hip,
Swallowing swords when they soar,
Now my clones know,
Where to find you!
Your bread and your butter,
Your dim flying colors,
We'll both pick a side,
And I’ll wear a tie.

Were you shaking in your boots,
Did it scare you half to death,
When you saw the falling arrows?
Did you stop dead in your tracks,
Or join the whole stampede,
Just to keep from spilling over?

Won’t that be a sight?
Won’t that be a sight?

Were you shaking in your boots,
Did it scare you half to death,
When you saw the falling arrows?
Did you stop dead in your tracks,
Or join the whole stampede,
Just to keep from spilling over?

Won’t that be a sight?
Won’t that be a sight?


Bright Bulbs & Sharp Tools

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 12
Running Time: 3:58


Now Heaven knows I got one short damn fuse,
So come sit down a spell while I light up the room.
If walls could talk they'd be know-it-alls,
So we live in the sticks,
And aren't some fish you can catch.

And it makes my skin crawl,
I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, so what's the use?
She knew, she knew.

He fights like Hell because he wants to glow,
And would tackle the Sun to be a Bright Bulb.
I wonder if he'll wake us up in time.

He's gray and has to hide somewhere in between black and white,
'Cause it's safe, but never was brave.
Before it's over,
I hope he takes you too.

They say attack can be your best defense,
And I got Mother's smile
And both my Dad's fists.
If John Doe escapes carry his name,
And when it's time to sign,
Ask where not why.

And it makes my blood boil,
Those black letter days,
All their mail just winds up lost.

He's gray and has to hide somewhere in between black and white,
'Cause it's safe, but never was brave.
Before it's over,
I hope he takes you too.

You'll see whispers in the winter.
My temper doesn't laugh.

And every spring, I hear them sing, I hear them sing.
Every spring, I hear them sing, I hear them sing.
Oh every spring, I hear them sing.

If he's goin' down,
If he's goin' under the ground,
I hope he takes you too,
You too.

I hope he takes you too,
You too,
You too.


Coppertank Island

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 13
Running Time: 3:11


Ladies and gentlemen,
We are in a little bit of a predicament.
He said take your time,
But didn't back his words.
Heroes and Holy Ghosts,
Which one of you steps,
On the others’ toes,
And then risks his neck like,
It's a moving target?
You? You?

Was that just you being stubborn?
Can't you say pretty please?
Wasn't it an eggshell carpet,
That brought you to your knees?
If the right built the anchor,
And the wrong have set sail,
I'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale...

Busy bees and worry warts,
We are not in the business of fireworks,
Or turning the heads,
That whistle in the dark.
Sitting ducks and guinea pigs,
Are the first to catch word,
Of straws in the wind don't stop them.
Remember this it's just two cents.
Two cents never made you rich.
You? You?

Was that just you being stubborn?
Can't you say pretty please?
Wasn't it an eggshell carpet,
That brought you to your knees?
If the right built the anchor,
And the wrong have set sail,
I'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale...
You? You?

I've shown my white feathers...!
I've shown my white-

Was that just you being stubborn?
Can't you say pretty please?
Wasn't it an eggshell carpet,
That brought you to your knees?

If the right built the anchor,
And the wrong have set sail,
I'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale...
I'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale.
If the right built the anchor,
And the wrong have set sail,
I'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale...


The Greener Grass

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 15
Running Time: 10:57


When you cry,
Try not to smile,
You could fill up a lake,
With the tears of a crocodile.
We were too young,
To be eating crow,
As if I would know.

(I’m scared...)
11 hours 'till the electric arcs,
Send scorches through the sky,
Then the whole earth opens wide.

And I cannot wait for the earthquake,
That buries us in a warm grave.
The one-legged race, on our last leg.
The will is yours, so just take it.

The will is yours.
The will is yours.

I’d rather find Jesus outside of a book,
The same thing goes for Robin Hood.

Never darken my door again,
If opportunity knocks, let’s make him beg.
Let’s make him beg!

Yeah, where did you go?
I promise I will kill you right now!
Oh, where did you go?
Bring a match while you feather your nest.
Yeah, where did you go?
I promise I will kill you right now!
I promise you I will kill you right now!

You could fill up a lake,
With the tears of a crocodile,
You lead by the nose and always get lost,
We always get lost,
(I cannot wait for the earthquake,
To bury me in a cold grave.)


(The one-legged race, on our last leg.
The will is yours, so just take it.)




Get outta this town,
Hatchet men yelling timber,
Will get us chopped down.
Get outta this Hell,
Off this rusted train track,
You still take lying down.

So swing us around,
While you’re armed to the tooth,
Keep yourself in the dark,
Of some deep cobalt blue.
So swing us around,
By the skin of your teeth,
Writing us off in invisible ink.
So swing us around,
While you’re armed to the tooth,
Keep yourself in the dark,
Of some deep cobalt blue.
So swing us around,
By the skin of your teeth,
Writing us off in invisible ink.

You can still find me,
Between devils and deep blue seas,
In the desert’s hands,
On a sheet of sand,
A dry tidal wave,
Over my feet of clay,
On unfinished glass,

Looking for greener grass...

Trying to make the welkin ring,
but all my sounds are boomerangs.

(The one-legged race, on our last leg.
The will is yours, so just take it.)


Yeah, where did you go?
I promise I will kill you right now!
Oh, where did you go?
Bring a match while you feather your nest.
Yeah, where did you go?
I promise I will kill you right now!
I promise you I will kill you right now!
I promise you I will kill you right now!

Not today, not again,
Dress it up in stolen silver and garbage.
Not today, not again,
Dress it up in stolen silver and garbage.
Not today, not again,
Dress it up in stolen silver and garbage.
Not today, not again,
Dress it up in stolen silver and garbage.


"But that's not something you're willing to do is it?
I'm not here to shoot the breeze I'm here to see you catch it.
So go on and keep treating a 'thank you' like your social security card number and I'll enjoy the view.
This is a rat race and maybe it's time you're stopped!"


Pour The Coal to 'er

Album: Arrows & Anchors
Track: 16
Running Time: 3:32


He headed out to rub elbows with oysters today,
What a special little sap to think that pearls fall in your lap.
Oh lord, saw it comin’ from miles away,
From where it’s plain to see,
Because we have a window seat,
And we swore at the top of our lungs.

Riddle me this,
What can you find,
That always chews on the bitter end?
Riddle me this,
In your hindsight,
While you ride a white elephant.

He headed out with a white flag and axes to grind,
What a special little schmuck to decide he’s getting up.
Oh lord, tried to show you, you’re miles away,
From where it’s crystal clear,
Because the fog is living here for now.

Riddle me this,
What can you find,
That always chews on the bitter end?
Riddle me this,
In your hindsight,
While you ride a white elephant.

We love to live in days way back when,
Wondering what could have been.
If we had a time machine,
A cure for cold feet,
We might not play these waiting games.


Riddle me this,
What can you find,
That always chews on the bitter end?
Riddle me this,
In your hindsight,
While you ride a white...

We love to live in days way back when,
Wondering what could have been.
If we had a time machine,

Riddle me this,
A cure for cold feet,
In your hindsight.
We might not play these waiting games.