EARTH TO GRANDMA

It’s a doll completely made of socks
It’s a cover for a tissue box
It’s a clothespin duck and a Fun Fur cat
And a crazy yarn and beer can hat

Earth to Grandma
What the hell is that?

It a painted rock with google eyes
It’s a matchstick cross where Jesus died
It’s a plaque that says “I Heart My Home”
It’s toothpicks, felt, and styrofoam

Earth to Grandma
What the hell is that?

TWO WEEK VACATION
(Written by The Embarrassment. Published by Embarrassment Music BMI.)

Where can I go, what can I do
Where can I go, what can I do
I've got five hundred dollars
And shirts with short collars
I don't want to sing about love again
People will flatter
It doesn't matter
I don't want to sing about love again
With two O-O-O
Miles to go
I don't want to sing about love again 
I'll make no amends
I'll leave my friends
I don't want to sing about love again
Who knows when I'll see ya 
I have no idea
I don't want to sing about love again
I'll practice my manners
Carry no banners
I don't want to sing about love again
Who knows what the next life 
brings
I am a person, I know things 
I don't want to sing about love again
Each bump brings new tensions
There's no rear suspension
I don't want to sing love about again
Away from frustration
It's my anticipation
It's cause for elation
I go across the nation
With no reservation
My two-week vacation
 

STAR OF BETHLEHEM
(Written by Neil Young. Published by Silver Fiddle ASCAP.)

Ain't it hard when you wake up in the morning 
And you find out that those other days are gone? 
All you have is memories of happiness 
Lingerin' on. 

All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you, 
They're only passing through you in the end. 
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to, 
And wait for you to come back again. 

Yet still a light is shining 
From that lamp on down the hall. 
Maybe the star of Bethlehem 
Wasn't a star at all. 
 

COME DOWN
(Written by Lazy. Published by Road Crew Music, Inc.)

I tried so hard to forget
Sometimes I bleed sometimes I get scared
Turn down your lights turn down your cigarettes
Just close your eyes and disappear

Don't come down I'll come 'round
Don't come down I'm bound to stay
Don't come down I'll come 'round
Don't come down I'm doomed to stay
When you left me I broke inside
You know I almost died

When winter comes do you wilt
When you get the blues do you bleed
Can I hang my heart on your window sill
I just need someone to bleed