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Dinner Bell

They Might Be Giants

Apollo 18

1992

I've been leaving on my things
So in the morning when the morning bird sings
There's still dinner on my dinner jacket
'Til the dinner bell rings

The Band Wore Blue Shirts

Joe Jackson

I'm the Man

1979

the old days
I guess that I'll tell them that there ain't much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore

The Band Wore Blue Shirts

Joe Jackson

I'm the Man

1979

days
I guess that I'll tell them that 
There ain't much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore

underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission

Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?

I get lost I gotta
Break off from the crew
Dinner jackets and tie and shined up shoes
Reservation a table for two
Candlelight fine cuisine what

direction
Comes BILL ASTOR
In a dinner jacket, with his guest
John "jack" profumo
The Minister for War as
They arrive, WARD, moving like lightening
Gathers up

borrowed
Change all the bloody gauze
Buy a spinach colored dinner jacket
Defy all natural laws

Ooh oh oh, cancel better homes and gardens
Ooh oh oh,

'em into
Swimming through the au jus
Devil's trap on the welcome mat
The dinner jacket smell of hell and back
I'm working on my hell and forth
It's

dinner jacket minus all the rattin'
With Nate in lower east side Manhattan
We just tryna bring that feeling back then get it off the back end
Really known

There's nothing in your pocket
Except a ball of lint
A copper zippo lighter
Which hasn't any flint

You have no dinner jacket
Or fine automobile
You

a Whiff of Menthol Sweets

Soundtrack kind of philharmonic

And all the philanthropic Killers got far too besotted

With their own Reflections, Dinner

Got my dinner jacket on
Harps in my left-side-pocket
I’m not gonna play the songs you like
Or maybe I just might

There’s no one around
But I’m still

A dinner party
Casual thing
People in dinner jackets
Faking smiling
He tells anecdote
About the news
You dribble Haut-Brion
All down my shoes
And you

In his white dinner jacket, doubles as a bouncer
There's a cheer as he brings out a guitar 
And he sings us a song and we all sing together, when

and the bark of the dog
Get aware and the stare into the face of God
Hark to the melody, and don't look back
Tear off your dinner jacket, take the plunge

Yeah
Many nights oodles and noodles was dinner
A jacket was for a pillow
A sheet to cover in winter
I used to identity with the heroes now more

In the whip, put the wood in like a splinter
She fuck with a kid
Cause she know I'm a winner
She love me so much
That she want me for dinner
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