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Eels
Eels


Background information
Origin Los Feliz, California, United States
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Alternative Rock
Lo-Fi
Years active 1995—present
Label(s) DreamWorks
Vagrant Records
Members
E
Koool G Murder
The Chet
Knuckles
P-Boo
Former members
Jonathan "Butch" Norton
Tommy Walter
Adam Siegel
John Parish
Lisa Germano
Joe Gore
Puddin'
Shon Sullivan
Alan Hunter



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Eels Album


With Strings Live At Town Hall (2006)
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Bride of Theme From Blinking Lights
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Girl From North Country
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Blinking lights on the airplane wings
Up above the trees
Blinking down a morsecode signal
Especially for me

Ain't no rainbow in the sky
In the middle of the night
But the signal's coming through
One day I will be alright again

Blinking lights on the highway cars
Stopping one by one
Get a look at the accident
Didn't see that one coming

And the doctor in the sky
Gonna bring his chopper down
Gonna bring me out alife
And set me on the ground once more again

Blinking lights on the airplane wings
Up above the trees


. . .

Bride of Theme From Blinking Lights

[No lyrics]

. . .


I don't miss where I came from
But each night, I dream about being back home
When I wake up in the morning
I'm too tired, too tired of being alone
So I get up and go downtown
And pick me out a little piece of ground where I
Can prove something to the world
I can prove something to the world

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer

Daddy put us in the truck and dropped us off and said good luck
One lucky kid waiting for the bus
Made a winner out of one of us

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer

Goin' down by the railroadtracks where
People know they'd better not relax
I'm the man, baby, I am the man
This is where I can make you understand
I'm the bus stop boxer

Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer
Don't look at me


. . .


I like a girl with a dirty mouth
Someone that I can believe
We had a window, not open too long
But that time is good and gone

And if I ever see her again
Just walking by with some new guy
I know that we will need to pretend
And hope our eyes keep telling lies

Sit on the back porch and wonder ‘bout her
What is she doing right now?
Making somebody a happier man
Dying her hair back to brown

Once in a while your life gets so good
Worth all the trouble of the past
That was the case but I think I always knew
Good things don’t ever last

And if I ever see her again
Just walking by with some new guy
I know that we will need to pretend
And hope our eyes keep telling lies

I like a girl with a dirty mouth
Know that I can trust her
We had our time but it didn’t last too long
And that time is good and gone
That time is good and gone

. . .


There's nothing that I wanna do
More than get along and be with you
Trouble with dreams is they don't come true
And when they do they can catch up to you

You don't need a thing from me but I
I need something big from you
Cos you know I've got an awful lot of big dreams

I'm walking down a lonely road
Clear to me now but I was never told
Trouble with dreams is you never know
When to hold on and when to let go

If you let me down it's alright
At least there'll be something for me
Cos you know I got an awful lot of big dreams

This is the life that I must lead now
Crossing fingers and wiping brows
Trouble with dreams is you can't pretend
Something with no beginning has an end

You don't need a thing from me but I
I need something big from you
Cos you know I've got an awful lot of big dreams

. . .


she had the eyes of someone older
i have the eyes that wander 'round
i couldn't see what really mattered


caught hell from my boss
don't care about my job
caught a cold from the rain
don't care if i'm cold
played every record that i own today
but the only thing i care about got away


she was a walking work of art
i am a broken wind-up toy
i thought i knew what really mattered


got a flat on the road
don't care about my car
lost twenty-six bucks
don't care about my rent
caught every episode on tv today
but the only thing i care about got away


she had a brilliant future
i have a past
i have my memories
but they're fading fast

. . .


my beloved monster and me
we go everywhere together
wearing a raincoat that has four sleeves
gets us through all kinds of weather


she will always be the only thing
that comes between me and the awful sting
that comes from living in a world that's so damn mean


my beloved monster is tough
if she wants she will disrobe you
but if you lay her down for a kiss
her little heart it could explode


she will always be the only thing
that comes between me and the awful sting
that comes from living in a world that's so damn
mean


la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la




. . .


I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes
I asked her for this dance
and then she obliged me
Was I surprised, yeah
Was I surprised,
no not at all

I called her yesterday,
it should have been tomorrow
I could not keep
the joy that was inside
I begged for her to tell me
if she really loved me
Somewhere a mountain is moving
Afraid it's moving without me

I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes
I asked her for this dance
and then she obliged me
Was I surprised, yeah
Was I surprised, no not at all

And when I wake on a dreary Sunday morning
I open up my eyes to find there's rain
And something strange within said,
"go ahead and find her
Just close your eyes, yeah
Just close your eyes and she'll be there"

She'll be there...

. . .


The smoke stack spittin' black soot into the sooty sky
the load on the road brings a tear to the indian's eye
the elephant wont forget what its like inside his cage
the ring master's telecaster sings on an empty stage

ah ha, goddam right, its a beautiful day
ah ha, goddam right, its a beautiful day ah ha

The girl with the curls and the sweet pink ribbon in her hair
shes crawling out her window 'cause her daddy just dont care,
come on.

ah ha, goddam right, its a beautiful day
ah ha, goddam right, its a beautiful day ah ha

The clown with the frown drivin' down to the sidewalk fair
finger on the trigger let me tell you its quite a scare

ah ha, goddam right, its a beautiful day
ah ha, goddam right its a beautiful day ah ha
ooo ooo

The kids with their fibs, when their fibs sounds like crazy sounds
My neighboor digs the flavour still hes movin' to another town
(and i dont believe youd come back)

goddam right, its a beautiful day ah ha
goddam right, its a beautiful day ah ha

Now i dont know how you take in all the shit you see
With posters laid out youre livin knee deep in greed
you'll leave me
(you'll leave me)

goddam right, its a beautiful day ah ha (x4)

. . .


Little field mice
Living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you're gonna be spared you're wrong

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice about
Whatever keeps you itchin
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

Heat is rolling in like
Hell's red rug
Stinking like the breath of beelzebub
And if you think you won't walk on coals you will

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice about
Whatever keeps you itchin
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

. . .



life is hard
and so am I
you better give me something
so I don't die

novocaine for the soul
before I sputter out

life is white
and I am black
jesus and his lawyer
are coming back
oh my darling, will you be here
before I sputter out

guess whose living here
with the great undead
this paint by numbers life
is fucking with my head once again

life is good
and I feel great
'cause mother says I was
a great mistake

novocaine for the soul
you'd better give me something
to fill the hole

. . .

Girl From North Country

[No lyrics]

. . .



I feel like an old railroad man
Ridin' out on the Bluemont Line
Hummin' along Old Dominion Blues
Not much to see, and not much left to lose
And I know I can walk along the tracks
It may take a little longer
But I know how to find my way back
I feel like an old railroad man
Who's really tried the best that he can
To make his life add up to something good
But this engine no long burns on wood
And I guess I may never understand
The times that I live in
Are not made for a railroad man
I feel like an old railroad man
Gettin' on board at the end of an age
The station's empty and the whistle blows
Things are faster now
This train is just too slow
And I know I can walk along the tracks
It may take a little longer

. . .


I can't look at the rocket launch
The trophy wives of the astronauts
And I won't listen to their words
'Cause I like
Birds

I don't care for walkin' down town
Crazy auto car gonna mow me down
Look at all the people like cows in a herd
Well I like
Birds

If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on

I can't stand in line at the store
The mean little people are such a bore
But it's all right if you act like a turd
'Cause I like
Birds

If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on

If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
I've got a feeder for you to perch on


. . .


I'm gonna tell you what you need to hear
And I'm a little too late, about three or four years
And it may not make much sense now that we are apart
But I'm going to stop pretending that I didn't break your heart

You see I never thought enough of myself to realise
That losing me could mean something like the tears in your eyes
And I wanna tell you I'm sorry, and it's too late to start
But I'm going to stop pretending that I didn't break your heart

And it's Christmas Eve, years down the line
Sitting here wishing I'd treated you better when you were mine
And I have no way of knowing where you are
But I'm going to stop pretending that I didn't break your heart

I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't know what I was doing
But I know what I've done

. . .


How can you tell me how much you miss me
When the last time I saw you, you wouldn't even kiss me
That rich guy you've been seein' must have put you down
So welcome back, baby, to the poor side of town

To him you were nothin' but a play-thing
Not much more than an overnight fling
To me you were the greatest this boy had ever found
And god it's hard to find nice things on the poor side of town

I can't blame you for trying
I'm trying to make it too
I got one little hang up, baby
I just can't make it without you

So tell me, are you gonna stay now?
Would you stand by me, girl, all the way now?
With you by my side, they can't keep us down
Together we can make it baby, from the poor side of town
Together we can make it baby, from the poor side of town

. . .


Spunky don't like her uniform
It never fit so good
Goin' back to the orphanage
And the place where her garage once stood

Well it's a free for all
free for all
free for all
It's a free for all
You and me
And if you don't like what they're telling you
You can't teach a blind man to see
Well I can see

Spunky looks good in her bright red wig
Eating chocolate-chip mint ice cream
A cat named Lola with a violent past
Is balled up asleep 'cross her knees

And it's a free for all
Free for all
Free for all
It's a free for all
You and me
One day the world will be ready for you
And wonder how they didn't see

Spunky knows she can save the world
In her own little way
Turning in her old uniform
'Cause you know, it really didn't pay

'Cause it's a free for all
Free for all
Free for all
It's a free for all
You and me
I walk through the world with your name on my tongue
And your picture etched on my screen


. . .


well i've been kicked around
whatd'ya see
am i alright
i'm alright
well i've been kicked around
whatd'ya see
am i alright
i'm alright


i once had a heart
i was ripped from it
chewed up then spat out
like a cherry pit


and if i seem a little hard
it's just that i've been kicked around
i don't know how i got this far
the way that i've been kicked around


well i've been kicked around
whatd'ya see
am i alright
i'm alright
well i've been kicked around
whatd'ya see
am i alright
i'm alright


i once had a soul
it was torn from me
i won't cry a tear
i will carry me


and if i seem a little hard
it's just that i've been kicked around
i don't know how i got this far
the way that i've been kicked around


don't worry
i'm alright

. . .


You think you'll get under old monsieurs lit
And try to imagine all the things that he did
You don't know where I'm gonna go
You don't know where I'll go

I'll go none to bravely into the night
I'm so tired of living the suicide life
That ain't no reason to live

Wake up in the night and think of all the years
Falling from the ceiling and covering your ears
You don't know how you're gonna get out
You don't know you'll get out

I'll go none to bravely into the night
I'm so tired of living the suicide life
That ain't no reason to live

Call up your best friend and tell him a lie
You've got to be kidding, I'm not really high
I don't know where I'm gonna go
I don't know where I'll go

I'll go none to bravely into the night
I'm so tired of living the suicide life
That ain't no reason to live

. . .


Was I wrong about the world
It's a beautiful new place
Where else can a crook like me
Meet such a pretty face

Meeting every day with the rising sun
Looking out, it's looking like my losing streak is done

Used to always feel like
Wish that I was dressed better
Never had a lot of luck
Until I find a letter

Feel like the weight that weighing ton
Lifted off my shoulders now my losing streak is done

Always felt like giving in
To the feeling I can't win
But I took it on the chin
Now I'm finally cashing in

Meething every day with the rising sun
Looking out, it's looking like my losing streak is done

My losing streak is done
I said my losing streak is done
If you can't hear me I said my losing streak is done

. . .


Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor
Cry your guts out till you got no more
Hey man, now you're really living

Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl
Made you feel like it's not such a bad world
Hey man, now you're really living

Now you're really giving everything
And you're really getting all you gave
Now you're really living what this life is all about

Well I just saw a sunrise over the hill
Never used to give me much of a thrill
But hey man, now I'm really living

Do you know what it's like to care too much
About someone that you're never gonna get to touch
Hey man, now you're really living

Have you ever sat down on the fresh cut grass
And thought about the moment and when it will pass
Hey man, now you're really living

Now you're really giving everything
Now you're really getting what you gave
Now you're really living what this life is all about

Now what would you say if I told you that
Everyone thinks you're a crazy old cat
Hey man, now you're really living

Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor
Cry your guts out till you got no more
Hey man, now you're really living

Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl
Made you feel like it's not such a bad world
Hey man, now you're really living

Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor
Cry your guts out till you got no more
Hey man, now you're really living

Well I just saw a sunrise over the hill
Never used to give me much of a thrill
But hey man, now I'm really living

. . .


I go to bed real early
everybody thinks it's strange
I get up early in the morning
No matter how disappointed I was with the day before
It feels new

I don't leave the house much
I don't like being around people
Makes me nervous and weird
I don't like going to shows either

It's better for me to stay home
Some might think it means I hate people
But that's not quite right

I do some stupid things
But my heart's in the right place
And this I know

I got a dog, I take him for a walk
And all the people like to say hello
I'm used to staring down at the sidewalk cracks
I'm learning how to say hello without too much trouble

I'm turning out just like my father
Though I swore I never would
Now I can say that I have love for him
And never really understood

What it must have been like for him
Living inside his head
I feel like he's here with me now
Even though he's dead

It's not all good and it's not all bad
And don't believe everything you read
I'm the only one who knows what it's like
So I thought I'd better tell you
Before I leave

So in the end I'd like to say
That I'm a very thankful man
I try to make the most of my situations
And enjoy what I have

I knew true love and I knew passion
And the difference between the two
And I had some regrets but if I had to do it all again
Well it's something I'd like to do

. . .


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