Anybody

Composer: Matthew Bivins

 

Studio Recordings: unknown
Releases: Local Rock Showcase / EZChiefrecords.com Compilations
First Performance: circa 1995
Lyrical Interpretation: jumplittlechildren.net - transcribbed from 1/4/97 performance

I'm sitting in a sweatbox
Squeezing out the last drop
Posing with the heat lamp in the August sun

I'm soaking in a crock pot, parking lot
Buckled up sponge mop
Checking out the sundial
Another day is done

I'm staring through the peep hole
Listen for the drum roll
Hoping that the next one might just be for me

I'm paying for the peepshow
Uh-oh, maybe on my next go
I can find the true love that will have the key

I caught a glimpse for an instant
A shadow in the distance
This lump in my throat
It beats like my heart

I have to concede you see
It was just a tumbleweed whistling
With the breeze while I'm sitting in the dark

Now its getting chilly
I'm feeling kinda silly
The moon is strolling outside
Always smiling down

But we beg of [?], oh please
Me and Mr. Cream Cheese
Mister can you tell me,
Where can it be found?

But you know he don't know
If he did he wouldn't show
Cause he has to let me
Find it on my own

Well I go to sleep, count sheep, dream about Bo Peep
Going for a hayride so we can be alone.  All alone

Anybody, anybody, anybody, anybody,
Anybody, anybody, anybody, anybody,
Got the key?

Wake up in the morning
Outside when it's storming
Out on the horizon just a little out of sight

I can hear the rumble low so slow
Slowly there's a thunder roll
Maybe if I wish it hard
Maybe it might be

But I'm banging on the sweatbox
Shouting out to Goldilocks
Hey its getting hot, can you stop and let me out?

But she didn't hear me, no sir-e
Skip along carefree
Sweating out the right one I'm not about to

Sit in a sweatbox
Squeezing out the last drop
Cruising with the heat lamp in the August sun

I'm soaking in a crock pot parking lot
Buckled up sponge mop
Checking out that sundial
Another day is done
One more day is done