Creepy Guy


Thunk ‘Melodius’ 1995Slice you up with a proposition.
Check for change in a payphone.
Hang around for another miracle
that you know will never come.

Size you up in a conversation.
Take your change and buy a beer.
I cant wait for another chance to run
The one I know will never come.

Turn your cheek and see me through the other eye.
There will never be another guy like me.
Turn your trick and pick my mind for flies.threehead
Oh, my God! I’m such a creepy guy today.

Sing your songs out ofmy window.
watch the street for your shadow.
Should I pay for another empty day,
that I know will never come.

Turn your cheek and see me through the other eye.
There will never be another guy like me.
Turn your trick and pick my mind for flies.
Oh, my God! I’m such a creepy guy today.

© Robert Emmett McWhorter
published by Hermetic
Medical Records (ASCAP)
August ’93

The End of the World Song

(April 1993)

Up on the Fourth Floor

Mosquitohead- Biddy Mulligans- 12.03.93
I drank a cup of coffee,
And tried to avoid
Writing this Song.

A fan in the Window,
An Empty Pack of Smokes,
An Empty Daydream
Carries me away.

And I can go on and on
And on and on and on,
But no one is listening
To this song.

Sat on your sofa,
Saw that look in your eyes,
Like something has to be
Happening somewhere

Through several doorways,
A million stair cases,
A million staring eyes
Carry me Away.

It’s only a song,
It’s not like it’s the End of the World.
It’s only the End of the World,
It’s no excuse to write a song.

Up in the evening,
I went to sleep at dawn,
And tried to avoid
Losing this buzz (zzz).

Awoke with a feeling,
That far away look,
A million staring eyes
To carry me away.

And I can go on and on
and on and on and on,
But noone is listening to this song.

© Robert Emmett McWhorter
Published by Hermetic Medical Records (ASCAP)