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Continued Story / Hi, How Are You
Album - 1989 - Debaser id 26077

di Daniel Johnston

Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back
Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back
Funeral home
Funeral home
Il tuo voto:
Every morning he got up dreading each moment he had to be awake

He’d look at the floor and scribble on gum wrappers

He never found a better way to joke around

The clock would tick, time was slow

There wasn’t anywhere that he wouldn’t go to avoid

Having to see anyone

He’d sit in a chair and lean against the wall

He just didn’t seem to matter much at all

But late at night, he had a savior

In his sleep, in his dreams

She came to him and she said

Poor you, poor you

No one understands you

Poor you, poor you

And every word that everyone would say

Got mumbled up in his head

Like mumblejumble and everywhere he went

It seemed everyone was saying to him

Blah Blah Blah

But late at night, he had a mistress

In his dreams, in his sleep,

And she would say

Poor you, poor you

No one understands you

Poor you, poor you

This story, though not well told, is not that old

It’s not that funny, it’s not that great

But I know it to be true

Because late at night, I have an angel

In my dreams, in my sleep

And as she runs her fingers through my hair

As I lay on her lap and she says

Poor you, poor you

No one understands you

Poor you, poor you
Il tuo voto:
Big business monkey
Nothing’s funny
Big business monkey
Everything’s money
You sold cheeseburgers with that cashier’s smile
He runs his house like a burger king manager
And the only jokes he knows
Are the ones that’ll put you down
Big business monkey
You’ll take over the world
And you can have it now
But you can’t take it with you
Everything you cling to will rot
And everything you do will be forgot
By everyone you ever tried to impress
Il tuo voto:
Trying to remember,
But my feelings can’t know for sure.
Try to reach out
But it’s gone...

Lucky stars in your eyes...
I’m walking the cow...

I really don’t know how I came here...
I really don’t know why I’m stayin’ here...
Oh, Oh, Oh. I’m walking the cow...

Tried to point my finger,
But the wind keeps blowin’ me around
In circles...circles...

Lucky stars in your eyes...
I’m walking the cow...

I really don’t know what I have to fear...
I really don’t know why I have to care...
Oh, Oh, Oh. I’m walkin’ the cow...
Lucky stars in your eyes...
Il tuo voto:
Despair came knocking at my door
And I let her in for a while
She sat on the couch and began smoking
She said nothing
Suddenly I felt tired
I began to feel tired
And all of the sudden
The room seemed dingy and dirty
Despair came knocking
And I let her in for awhile
Il tuo voto:
I am a baby in my universe
I'll live forever
I am a baby in my universe
I'll live forever
I'm only twenty-two; I'll live forever
I'm only twenty-two; I'll live forever
Forever
I am a baby in my universe
I am a baby in my universe
I'll live forever
I'm only twenty-two; I'll live forever
I'm only twenty-two; I'll live forever
Il tuo voto:
I’ll never marry; I’ll never wed
Nobody wants to kiss you
When you’re dead
Nobody wants to lie in bed with you
When your flesh is rotting
Il tuo voto:
(introduction)

Ladies and gentlemen. He headed out West looking for the best.

And he's here tonight because he's got a lot to get off his chest.

Here he is, ladies and gentlemen. None other than Daniel D Johnston

Thank you. Thank you very much for that lovely introduction. Thank you very much.



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Listen, folks, I gotta tell you now
I've been singing the blues and walking the cow
I tell you my soul's like running water
Hot or cold now one or the other

I guess I lean toward the excessive
But that's just the way it is
When you're a manic depressive

An angel appeared to me and told me
If you want love you gotta give
Let me tell you now it's been a long hard summer
And I feel every bit, every bit more dumber

Don't know where it is I'm gonna go
Heard somebody say 'keep punching, Joe'
Keep punching, Joe
Keep punching, Joe
Keep punching
Dial 'P' for pest control

Ah. Now let me tell you about my family
You know they've been right there beside me
Through all this time that I've been low
They've been punching Joe



Keep Punching Joe
Kick him right in the face!



Keep Punching Joe
Kick him. when he's down



Keep Punching Joe

Kick him. Kick him when he's low.


I've got something to get off my chest
I've got something to get off my chest
Yes, I've got something to get off my chest

How am I supposed to give love
If I never got love
And what the heck am I punching for
And how am I to look God in the face
When I feel so much disgrace?
Now, that's better off my chest
Than out of my mind.
Keep punching, Joe! Woo!
Il tuo voto:
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