Good Old GirlShe's a good old girl
A good old girl
She's lived too long and seen too much
All over scabs and scars and such
But she's a pretty girl
Kinda pretty girl
If you cock your head and squint
If you recognize the prints of space and time
In the blackYou're in the black, in the black, in the black
Ain't it lovely baby, not comin' back
You're in the black, ain't you free
No more threats, no more debts
You're in the black baby, you left it all behind,
But you're still fine, yeah you're fine, still
The Nerd AnthemAll the cool kids keep enthusiasm rationed
Right down to the last explosive ounce
But I'd rather indulge my many passions
Even if my squaritude's a little too pronounced
Perhaps I do not strike you as a geek
Without the horn-rimmed glasses and knee-high argyle socks
But nerdery is more than wardrobe deep
VanillaI’m not sexy, but I really want to be
I hear that’s normal for my demographic
I don’t look good in skirts, and even wedges hurt my feet
And I can’t keep a straight face and say ‘orgasmic’
Oh, I’m not hip, but I really want to be
All the bands I like you’ve heard of, and I watch too much TV
And I’m not cute, and I think too much to be sweet
Vera Flew The CoopVera flew the coop when she was only soft sixteen
She hopped the first and fastest train with some lousy libertine
He'd spun a pretty story and he'd stole away her youth
And everyone was shocked 'cos Vera always told the truth
Oh, her slip surprised them all 'cos Vera always told the truth
Vera dumped that lying lout in the dust behind the train
He'd angled for a child but caught a heartless hurricane