Cake - Daria Lyrics

Cake - Daria Video

When you tried to kiss me

I only bit your tongue

When you tried to get me together

I only came undone

When you tried to tell me

The one for me was you

I was in your mattress back in 1982

 

Daria, I won't be soothed

Daria yeah, I won't be soothed

Over like smoothed

Over like milk, silk,

A bedspread or a quilt,

Icing on a cake

Or a serene translucent lake

 

Daria, Daria, yeah Daria

I won't be soothed

I won't be soothed

 

When you tried to tell me

Of all the love you had

I was cleaning oil from beaches

Seeing only what was bad

When you tried to feed me

I only shut my mouth

Food got on your apron

And you told me to get out

 

Daria, I won't be soothed

Daria yeah, I won't soothed

Over like smoothed

Over like milk, silk,

A bedspread or a quilt,

Icing on a cake

Or a serene translucent lake

 

Daria, Daria, Daria,

Daria yeah, Daria, yeah Daria yeah

I won't be soothed

I won't be soothed

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Cake - Long Line Of Cars Lyrics

Cake - Long Line Of Cars Video

There's a long line of cars and they're trying to get through

There's no single explanation, there's no central destination

But this long line of cars is trying to get through

And this long line of cars is all because of you

 

We don't wonder where we're going or remember where we've been

We've gotta keep this traffic flowing and accept a little sin

So this long line of cars will never have an end

And this long line of cars keeps coming around the bend

 

From the streets of Sacramento to the freeways of L. A.

We've gotta keep this fire burning and accept a little grey

So this long line of cars is trying to break free

And this long line of cars is all because of me

 

There's a long line of cars

Long, long, long line of cars

Long, long, long line of cars

Long, long, long line of cars

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Cake - Satan Is My Motor Lyrics

Cake - Satan Is My Motor Video

I've got wheels of polished steel

I've got tires that grab the road

I've got seats that selflessly hold my friends

And a trunk that can carry the heaviest of loads

 

CHORUS:

 

I've got a mind that can steer me to your house

And a heart that can bring you red flowers

My intentions are good and earnest and true

But under my hood is internal combustion power

 

And Satan is my motor

(satan is my motor)

Hear my motor purr

Satan is my motor, motor

Hear my motor purr

Satan is the only one who seems to understand

 

I've got brakes I'm wide awake

I can stop this car at any time

At the very last second I can change direction

Turn completely around if I feel so inclined

 

I've got a mind that can steer me to your house

And a heart that can bring you red flowers

My intentions are good and earnest and true

But under my hood is internal combustion power

 

And Satan is my motor

(satan is my motor)

Hear my motor purr

Satan is my motor

Hear my motor purr

Satan is the only one who seems to understand

Satan is my motor

Satan is the only one who seems to understand

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Cake - Comfort Eagle Lyrics

Cake - Comfort Eagle Video

We are building a religion

We are building it bigger

We are widening the corridors and adding more lanes

We are building a religion, a limited edition

We are now accepting callers for these pendant key chains

 

To resist it is useless

It is useless to resist it

His cigarette is burning but he never seems to ash

He is grooming his poodle

He is living comfort eagle

You can meet at his location but you'd better come with cash

Now his hat is on backwards

He can show you his tattoos

He is in the music business

He is calling you dude!

 

Now today is tomorrow, and tomorrow today

And yesterday is weaving in and out

And the fluffy white lines

That the airplane leaves behind

Are drifting right in front of the waning of the moon

 

He is handling the money

He is serving the food

He knows about your party

He is calling you Dude

 

Now, do you believe in the one big sign?

The double wide shine

On the boot heels of your prime?

Doesn't matter if you're skinny, it doesn't matter if you're fat

You can dress up like a sultan in your onion head hat

 

We are building a religion

We are making a brand

We're the only ones to turn to when your castles turn to sand

Take a bite of this apple Mr. Corporate Events

Take a walk to the jungle of cardboard shanties and tents

Some people drink Pepsi, some people drink Coke

The wacky morning DJ says democracy's a joke

He says, Now do you believe in the one big song?

He's now accepting callers who would like to sing along

He says, Do you believe in the one true edge,

By fastening your safety belts and stepping towards the ledge?

 

He is handling the money

He is serving the food

He is now accepting callers

He is calling me Dude

 

Do you believe in the one big sign?

The double wide shine on the boot heels of your prime?

There's no need to ask directions if you ever lose your mind

We're behind you, we're behind you

And let us please remind you

We can send a car to find you if you ever lose your way

 

We are building a religion

We are building it bigger

We are building a religion

A limited edition

 

We are now accepting callers

For these beautiful

Pendant key chains

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Cake - You Turn The Screws Lyrics

Cake - You Turn The Screws Video

You turn the screws

You tear down the bridge

Flimsy as it is, it's business like

You shake my hand

You break up the band

Flimsy as it is, it's open-mike punk rock

Red white and blue (whoa)

 

You twist the knife then go home to kiss your wife

A bigger better slice is what you'd like

You kick the sand, you get the upper hand

You sell it to Japan

It's natural punk rock

Red white and blue (whoa)

 

You turn the screws

It's what you choose to do

You think that I

Must turn them too

You think that I must be so satisfied

I stay inside

I wonder why

 

And the cement mixer gets it all ready

One good turn at a time

They're pouring it slowly and steady

You're showing me where I can sign

What I can expect to find

But how can you say you'll be happy

When you turn the screws

 

You turn the screws

It's what you choose to do

You turn the screws

It's what you choose to do

You think I must turn them, too

You turn the screws

You tear down the bridge

Flimsy as it is, it's business like

Flimsy as it is, it's open-mike punk rock

Red white and blue

You turn the screws

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Cake - Italian Leather Sofa Lyrics

Cake - Italian Leather Sofa Video

She doesn't care

Whether or not he's an island.

She doesn't care,

Just as long as his ship's coming in.

She doesn't care

Whether or not he's an island (oh no).

They laugh, they make money,

He's got a gold watch,

She's got a silk dress

And healthy breasts

That bounce

On his Italian leather sofa.

 

She doesn't care

Whether or not he's a good man.

She doesn't care,

Just as long as she still has her friends.

She doesn't care

Whether or not he's an island.

They laugh, they make money,

He's got a gold watch,

She's got a silk dress,

And healthy breasts

That bounce

On his Italian leather sofa

 

She's got a serrated edge

That she moves back and forth.

It's such a simple machine,

She doesn't have to use force.

When she gets what she wants,

She puts the rest on a tray

In a Ziploc bag..

(x2)

 

...in the freezer.

(ohh no)

 

She doesn't care

Whether or not he's an island.

She doesn't care,

Just as long as his ship's coming in.

(All right, here it comes, here it comes)

She doesn't care

Whether or not he's an island.

They laugh, they make money,

He's got a gold watch,

She's got a silk dress,

And healthy breasts

That bounce

On his Italian leather sofa.

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