Ooh, stop
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there’s nothing in it
And you’ll ask yourself
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin’
I was swimmin’ in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind the rock
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin’ to talk to me koi koy
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin’
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there’s nothing in it
And you’ll ask yourself
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin’
Ooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Ooh
Ooh

Songwriters: Charles Thompson
Where Is My Mind? lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Lyrics
This is where the party ends
I can’t stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

It was the loveliest party that I’ve ever attended
If anything was broken I’m sure it could be mended
My head can’t tolerate this bobbing and pretending
Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he’s saying

This is where the party ends
I’ll just sit here wondering how you
Can stand by your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
You and your racist friend

This is where the party ends
I can’t stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway
Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way
He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking
Can’t shake the devil’s hand and say you’re only kidding

This is where the party ends
I can’t stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

Written by John Flansburgh, John Linnell, John C. Flansburgh, John S. Linnell • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Anybody got the lyrtics to “This Kinda’ Love” by Boston 80’s greats Push Push?

Lyrics:

Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty, oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your party
Sorry I drank up all the Bacardi
Sorry I puked up on your bedspread
Sorry I wanted to be your boyfriend again

What can I do?
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over
What can I do? I am the loser

Sorry I saw you and I heard birds sing
Sorry I touched you and I heard bells ring
Sorry I jacked off outside of you window
While you were sleeping
I thought you’d never know
Sorry I showed up at your wedding
Sorry I tried so hard to get in
Sorry I screwed up your picture
Sorry I had sex with your sister

What can I do?
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over
What can I do? I am the loser

Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty, oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your dinner
Sorry I said those things to you father
Sorry I crashed throught your window on acid
Sorry I made a mess, sorry I bled to death

What can I do?
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over
What can I do? I am the loser

Songwriters
GRIPP, PARRY / DENNIS, CHARLIE / SHERLOCK, STEVE

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Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group