Fabulous Feeling
lyrics by Bob Schneider / music by Bob Schneider & Adam Temple
Don't you love that fabulous feeling
When your heart is broken and its bleeding
And you can't take any more
Don't you love that fabulous feeling
When all your sunny skies are receding
And that black rain starts to pour
And you think the pain inside
Will never go away
And there's nothing you can do
And nothing you can say
To make the only love you've ever known
Turn around and stay
And all your sunny skies
All start to turn gray
Don't you love that fabulous feeling
When you’re sinking and barely breathing
And there's no cure for the pain
Don't you love that fabulous feeling
When you wake up in the morning
And your hearts still broken and the pain begins again
And you think the pain inside
Will never go away
And there's nothing you can do
And nothing you can say
To make the only love you've ever known
Turn around and stay
And all your sunny skies
All start to turn gray
Don't you love that fabulous feeling
When your love has left you
And you’re kneeling and dying on the floor
Don't you love that fabulous feeling
When hope has left you for another
And of life you can't take any more
Fast Food Shuffle
(Schneider, Temple)
I’m up at the crack of dawn.
I put my uniform on.
I’m catching the bus without a fuss
While I’m sportin’ a yawn.
I get to work late.
I’m not feelin’ too great
’Cause irritated and berated
Are my boss’ best traits.
He says for me to wash the store,
Sweep and mop the floor.
Do the dishes grant my wishes
Or you work here no more.
I get minimum wage,
I feel I’m trapped in a cage
But I can’t survive or stay alive
Without gettin’ paid.
I’m just a dude don’t mean to cause no trouble.
I play my music at night and in the morning
I do the fast food shuffle.
My boss’ name is hakheem.
I’m not saying he’s mean
But if you’re leanin you’re cleanin
Until your hands turn green.
I knew a man named Jake.
The crap he couldn’t take.
He said, “the manager will challenge ya.
I’ll be at his wake.”
He brought a gun to the store.
The manager asked what for.
He said, “I’m tired” and fired
And ran out the door
But hakheem wasn’t hurt
When he pulled off his shirt.
He had a vest on his chest
That made the bullets not work.
I’m just a dude don’t mean to cause no trouble.
I play my music at night and in the morning
I do the fast food shuffle.
Now when I was a kid
I learned a lesson from another brother
Older than myself. A lesson
Later that helped.
It was a fundamental lesson
In the rules of life we’re living
Giving me the power later on
To help myself.
Sometimes you gotta learn
The hardest way there is to learn.
“can’t teach a young man any faster,”
Said the master to the hopper.
So I do the best I can
And try hard not to understand
This life I lead just like my poppa.
’Cause I’m just a dude don’t mean to cause no trouble.
I play my music at night and in the morning I do the fast food shuffle.
Feel Good Inside
lyrics by Bob Schneider
It’s not the things that you keep
Its the things you give away
It’s not the money that you make
It’s what you do with your day
Its the chance that you take
Not the feelings you hide
It's the love in your heart
That makes you feel good inside
It's the love you give not the love that you steal
It's the way you live your life to love that's real
It's the way you care when you do what's right
It's the love that you give that gets you through the night
And makes you feel allright
Feel good inside
It’s not the hearts that you break
It’s the tears that you dry
It’s not the fear in your bank
It’s the courage to try
Its not the sure bet you won
Its the way that you try
It's the way you stay true to what's right
It's the love in your heart
That makes you feel good inside
Its not the things that you hear
Its the stuff you believe
Its not the walls that you built
That won’t let you breathe
Its not the people you hate
It’s the ones you let slide
It's the love in your heart
That makes you feel good inside
Find Me
©1995 shockorama music pub. / melody & lyrics by Bob Schneider
If you try you just might find me
Look ahead and look behind me
Look underneath the snowflake stars
Far away from where you are
But close enough to plainly see
That's where I’ll be
And if you try you will
And if you try you might come to finally see
I wish you luck and I wish you could
Find me
Build a rainbow memory
Of the way we once used to be
Dry the ocean and dry the sea
And that's where I’ll be
And if you try you will
And if you try you might come to finally see
I wish you luck and I wish you could
Find me
If you try you just might find me
Look ahead and look behind me
Underneath these pastel skies
Or somewhere in a lullaby
And if you try you will
And if you try you might come to finally see
I wish you luck and I wish you could
I wish you luck and I wish you could
Find me
Well look underneath the red metal sea
Well worn and fire damaged that's where I’ll be
I'm cut to ribbons that you'll tie in your hair
Ringed with hope and promise and I’m everywhere
Wish I could with all my might grab the stars in the night
And when the sun wakes up the sky just to look into your eyes
Wish I could with all my might grab the stars in the sky
And stop this world from spinning round until the day that I’ll be found
The Fire Inside Her
lyrics by Bob Schneider
I'm having a hard time getting it baby
I'm having a good time trying to get by
I'm having a hard time figuring out what it all means
I'm having a good time digging your scene
There's a fire inside her
Makes everything a little lighter and brighter
A little bit better than it would be
A little bit better than it was before
I'm having a hard time getting it baby
I'm having a good time not knowing what's next
I'm having a hard time trying to make the right connections
I'm having a good time digging your check
I'm having a hard time getting it baby
I'm having a good time reading the green
I'm having a hard time putting the last piece down
I'm having a good time digging your scene
Fishbone Cloud
lyrics by Bob Schneider / music by Bob Schneider & Adam Temple
Fishbone cloud
Hanging in the sky
Thinking about my baby
And the way she lie
Down in my arms
In the morning dew
Telling me something
That I never knew
Cricket symphony
Ringing in my ear
Singing a little song
About wishing she was here
But the trees are asleep
And ole Jupiter’s flown
And this world I love
Is all I’ve ever known
And I’m spinning round the sun
That’s spinning round the sky
And it’s spinning round the apple
In the middle of my eye
And that’s allright
And everything’s cool
Cause god’s in love
With every fool
I had an alligator skin
On a graveyard stove
Of a sequined heart
In a bone covered cove
But a telephone pole
Sang a sleepy little song
And said that the road to heaven
Wasn’t really that long
Now a burdy purdy bug
With a burdy purdy shuffle
Came a shuffling along
Singing would you like to snuggle
But I’ve snuggled all I can
And now I’ve got to go
Try to figure out the math
And try to fit it with the flow
You can pee a hole through stone
With patience and persistence
You can find a little peace in life
If you can go the distance
But you’ve got to sow the seed
If you want a row of corn
There’s a mighty big difference
Between true love and porn
Fortress of Solitude
©1999 shockorama music pub. / music & lyrics by Bob Schneider
The air is as thin as your mother
Who's been dead for twenty two years
And the furniture’s ratty and reeking of filth
And your clothing is covered in tears
And this is your fortress of solitude
Constructed of sinew and bone
Where once there stood love's sweet infection
Now sits but a heart made of stone
You keep all your fears in a clenchtank
That's leaking and spotting the floor
And it's been so long since you gave a damn
That you really just don't care anymore
Here once love ruled like an emperor
In all of its glorious might
But love once betrayed will crumble to ruin
A castle of sweetness and light
Cobwebbed and dusty and broken
Your dreams they lay out of sight
And the windows are smashed and boarded over
And your sun is surrounded by night
And under the bed there's a painting
A picture of who you once were
And it bears no resemblance to who you are now
But you keep it there just to be sure
Freaky Deaky
©1999 shockorama music pub
I'm freaky I'm deaky my soul is all tweeky
If you wanna meet me I’m at the top of the bank
I'm up and I'm down I’m not fucking around
I'm not homeward bound and but I’m tanked
I know the heebie and I’ve met the jeebies
I don't get no freebies my brain's full of toast
I got thousands of answers I’ve always loved dancers
I've used all my chances and now I’m a ghost
My wagon wheels turning our whole life's just learning
My brain has been burning my house is on fire
I got jelly kneebend I' m a four day weekend
Wish I was leaving but there's no desire
I sure do love flowers and soap in the showers
I've got superpowers I’m faster than light
My minds like a donut its empty but so what
They say I’m a ho nut and they might be right
I'm smooth like a ballad I’m silly like salad
I need some coke real bad I’ve got quite a mess
I'm tighter than ice bar I like to drive race car
I'm all out of lice tar but I’ll help you dress
I'm going to Cali I’ve shot spud's in bally
If you've got the sally I’ve got crispy shorts
The gas tank's exploding my gun's I’m reloading
The whole world's foreboding my apple's got warts
The box full of rubbers and the mice in the cupboards
Remind me of flubber and big toothy grins
Angels wear pajamas and boys are pirhanas
Down in Alabama where the rainbow begins
The mother the monkey she's happy she's junky
I'm naughty not gunky let's open the doors
I've stashed you with bacon and cooked you with steak in
They always will break in because they want more
I feel like a ruin there's trouble that's brewin
Let me sing a tune and wait in the box
The weather's all grimy I love you your shiny
You’re lovely and dimey and never throw rocks
The dreams never-ending the message I’m sending
Post marked viva la vending lets cook the damn pig
I'm topsey I’m turvey and awfully nervy
I might have the scurvy but man I’m so big
Tonight its all Denny’s and sense I’ve got any
We'll open the penny and see what's inside
And maybe the reason why everything's treason
Will end up quite pleasin us all through the ride
Fuck Me
music & lyrics by Bob Schneider
Fuck me
Baby won’t you fuck me
Fuck me
Baby won’t you fuck me
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I,
I don’t know what to say
So fuck me
Baby won’t you fuck me
Fuck me
Baby won’t you fuck me
Funky Feeling
©1989 shockorama music pub. / lyrics & melody by Bob Schneider
Get funky
I think that ming's got a thing for my baby
I think that ming's got a thing for my girl
I think that ming's got a thing for my baby
I think that ming's got a thing for my girl
I got this funky feeling got this feeling I might be falling for you
I got this funky feeling got this feeling I might be falling for you baby
I got this funky feeling got this feeling I might be falling for you
I got this funky feeling got this feeling I might be falling for you baby
Ow, baby
I like the way you shake your shaker
Slide over here baby
You ain't nothing but a stone cold heart breaker
Because it went like this
I came home early one afternoon
And I went upstairs to my bedroom
I had a funky feeling I was filled with gloom
I thought she was alone but I was wrong to assume
Ming was there it just wasn't fair
When it comes to my baby I don't like to share
I took my gun from the wall made his dick grow small
I said get off my girl and get the fuck in the hall
I said man never fuck around with my wife
Cause it just ain't cool you might lose your life
So I pulled back the trigger and I said this was it
The gun went off and then I heard him shit
Well he fell to the floor cause he thought he was dead
But there where blanks in the gun just to fuck with his head
So I grabbed his stinky ass and through him right out the door
I did the same with my baby said don't come back here no more
Funky Weather
©1999 shockorama music pub. / music & lyrics by Bob Schneider
This funky weather baby's got me down down down
Baby it's been raining since you left town
Ain't no use complaining it won't turn your butt around
But this funky weather baby's got me down
I ain't getting greedy I just need's a little love
And a little less of that rain comin' down from above
I don't want no extra special treatment don't you know
I just want's a little of your good to go
This funky weather baby it's a drag drag drag
This ain't no sunshine feelin's not my bag bag bag
I ain't no Albert Sweizer but baby I thinks I know
This funky weather baby's got to go
Said I don't want no pickled eggs or castles on the sand
I don't need no krugerands stinkin up my hands
I just want that sunshine that comes from your sweet smile
Standin underneath clear blue skies for a while
This funky weather baby ain't no fun for me
Makes me want to sit around and watch TV
Till I can't remember who I used to be
This funky weather baby's not for me
Said I don't want no fancy car I know that might be nice
But baby your sweet huggin lovin's price is nice times twice
And yes I do like chocolate and tangy taffy too
But baby you know they ain't as sweet as you