Cake - Fashion Nugget

CAKE

FASHION NUGGET (1995)

  1. Frank Sinatra
  2. The Distance
  3. Friend Is A Four Letter Word
  4. Open Book
  5. Daria
  6. Race Car Ya-Yas
  7. I Will Survive
  8. Stickshifts And Safetybelts
  9. Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
10. It's Coming Down
11. Nugget
12. She'll Come Back To Me
13. Italian Leather Sofa
14. Sad Songs And Waltzes

CAKE

FASHION NUGGET

1. FRANK SINATRA

We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station
While Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather
The flies and spiders get along together
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record

Beyond the suns that guard this roof
Beyond your flowers of flaming truths
Beyond your latest ad campaigns
An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with Chinese lamps
He saves what others throw away
He says that he'll be rich some day

We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station

We know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station
While Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather
The flies and spiders get along together
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.

2. THE DISTANCE

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line
Engines pumping and thumping in time
The green light flashes, the flags go up
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns
Their prowess is potent and secretly stern
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down
The fans get up and they get out of town
The arena is empty except for one man
Still driving and striving as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns

He's going the distance
He's going for speed
She's all alone
All alone
In her time of need
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He's going the distance

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine
He's haunted by something he cannot define
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse
Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force
In his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade
'Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns

'Cause he's going the distance
He's going for speed
She's all alone
All alone
In her time of need
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He's going the distance
He's going for speed
He's going the distance.

3. FRIEND IS A FOUR LETTER WORD

To me, coming from you
Friend is a four letter word
End is the only part of the word
That I heard
Call me morbid or absurd
But to me, coming from you
Friend is a four letter word

To me, coming from you
Friend is a four letter word
End is the only part of the word
That I heard
Call me morbid or absurd
But to me, coming from you
Friend is a four letter word

When I go fishing for the words
I am wishing you would say to me
I'm really only praying
That the words you'll soon be saying
Might betray the way you feel about me

But to me, coming from you
Friend is a four letter word.

4. OPEN BOOK

She's writing, she's writing
She's writing a novel
She's writing, she's weaving
Conceiving a plot
It quickens, it thickens
You can't put it down now
It takes you, it shakes you
It makes you lose your thought

But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Writing your own headlines
Ignoring your own deadlines
But now you've gotta write them all again

You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
Do you? Do you?

You want her, confront her
Just open your window
Unbolt it, unlock it
Unfasten your latch
You want it, confront it
Just open your window
All you really have to do is ask

But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Timing your contractions
Inventing small contraptions
That roll across your polished hardwood floors

You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
Do you? Do you?

You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to, do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you?

5. DARIA

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, 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, 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, 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, Daria
Daria, Daria, Daria
Daria, I won't be soothed
I won't be soothed.

6. RACE CAR YA-YAS

The land of race car ya-yas
The land where you can't change lanes
The land where large, fuzzy dice
Still hang proudly
Like testicles from rear-view mirrors

The land of race car ya-yas
The land where you can't change lanes
The land where large, fuzzy dice
Still hang proudly
Like testicles from rear-view mirrors

The land of race car ya-yas

Ya-yas

The land of race car ya-yas
The land of race car ya-yas
Race car ya-yas.

7. I WILL SURVIVE

At first I was afraid
I was petrified
I kept thinking I could never live
Without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Just thinking how you'd done me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to get along

And so you're back from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
Without that look upon your face
I should have changed my fucking lock
I would have made you leave your key
If I'd have known for just one second
You'd be back to bother me

Oh now go
Walk out the door
Just turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one
Who tried to break me with desire?
Did you think I'd crumble?
Did you think I'd lay down and die?
Oh not I

I will survive
As long as I know how to love
I know I'll be alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
I will survive
I will survive

It took all the strength I had
Just not to fall apart
I'm trying hard to mend
The pieces of my broken heart
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
But now I hold my head up high

And you'll see me with somebody new
I'm not that stupid little person
Still in love with you
And so you thought you'd just drop by
And you expect me to be free
But now I'm saving all my lovin'
For someone who's lovin' me

Oh now go
Walk out the door
Just turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one
Who tried to break me with desire?
Did you think I'd crumble?
Did you think I'd lay down and die?
Oh not I

I will survive
As long as I know how to love
I know I'll be alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
I will survive
I will survive.

8. STICKSHIFTS AND SAFETYBELTS

Stickshifts and safetybelts
Bucket seats have all got to go
When we're driving in the car
It makes my baby seem so far
I need you here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat
I need you to be here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat

But when we're driving in my Malibu
It's easy to get right next to you
I say, "Baby, scoot over, please"
And then she's right there next to me
I need you here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat
I need you to be here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat

Well, a lot of good cars are Japanese
But when we're driving far
I need my baby
I need my baby next to me

Well, stickshifts and safetybelts
Bucket seats have all got to go
When we're driving in the car
It makes my baby seem so far
I need you here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat
I need you to be here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat.

9. PERHAPS, PERHAPS, PERHAPS

You won't admit you love me
And so how am I ever to know?
You only tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

A million times I ask you
And then I ask you over again
You only answer
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't wanna wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted
So if you really love me
Say yes
But if you don't, dear, confess
And please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't wanna wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted
So if you really love me
Say yes
But if you don't, dear, confess
And please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

10. IT'S COMING DOWN

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's raining outside
You've nowhere to hide
She's asking you
Why you think it's funny

It's coming down
It's coming down
She's leaving your house
She had to get out
She's mad
And she'll take her mattress with her

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down
You lie on the floor
She's slamming your door
She's gone
And she's wearing your red sweater

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down

It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down.

11. NUGGET

Heads of State who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face from more than one angle
Can cut you from their bloated budgets
Like sharpened knives through Chicken McNuggets

Now Heads of State who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face from more than one angle
Can cut you from their bloated budgets
Like sharpened knives through Chicken McNuggets

Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Learn to buck up
Shut the fuck up

Learn to buck up

Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Who crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels

Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Who crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels

Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Learn to buck up
Shut the fuck up

Learn to buck up

Now simple feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smoky spires
Do more to turn my joy to sadness
Than somber thoughts of burning planets

Now clever feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smoky spires
Do more to turn my joy to sadness
Than somber thoughts of burning planets.

12. SHE'LL COME BACK TO ME

Last night I said to her
I didn't want to live inside a lie
If she wants him
More than she wants me
Let this be
She'll come back to me
She'll come back to me
She'll come back

All day I wait and wait
To hear her footsteps on my walkway
She never came
She never even called
She'll come back to me
She'll come back to me
She'll come back

Somehow I know it won't last
Somehow I know it won't last too long

She'll come back to me
She'll come back to me
She'll come back to me
She'll come back to me.

13. ITALIAN LEATHER SOFA

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
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 zip-loc bag

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 get what she wants
She puts the rest on a tray
In a zip-loc bag in the freezer

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
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.

14. SAD SONGS AND WALTZES

I'm writing a song all about you
A true song as real as my tears
But you've no need to fear it
'Cause no one will hear it
Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year

I'll tell all about how you cheated
I'd like for the whole world to hear
I'd like to get even
With you cause you're leavin'
But sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year

It's a good thing that I'm not a star
You don't know how lucky you are
Though my record may say it
No one will play it
Sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.

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