It's an Ad Frank kind of day

(May 04, 2004)

If I don't choke
On the lump in my throat
I might hang
From the knot in my stomach
(The Ticket Was Non-Refundable, Mr. Fancypants)

Pretty soon now my cup will be empty
and I'll need to make a big decision
No one suffers like I do
Nobody suffers like I do
(Last Night Mark Eitzel Saved My Life, Mr. Fancypants)

All around this city they are coming in their U Hauls and their Ryders
They pack their fragile items and their love letters and move in right beside us
This place was a mistake so she looks to next September
He thought it was a quake but it only was a tremor
And now their hearts will break 'cause I went and lost my temper
And I'd like to say I'm sorry
...
Everything I try hurts
(U-Hauls and Ryders, Mr. Fancypants)

That's the low down
And this
Is the will
o the wisp
Of a thing I guess I should have known
She was buying records I already own
I would never try to tell her who to be
But I want to tell her hurry up, she's losing me
I could never blow the rhyme for the phrasing
I can't ever get a grip on the world
Can only seem to drive myself half crazy
Barking up the wrong girl
(Barking Up The Wrong Girl, Mr. Fancypants)