Existiantial Blues Lyrics
Elliott Schiff
(Whenever you're in Pittsburgh on a Saturday before dec7 from 9am-11am, listen
to WRCT 88.3 FM, I play the demented stuff. Not quite the Dr. Demento, but the
nearest imitation Pittsburgh has to offer at the present time)
Send e-mail to:
es...@andrew.cmu.edu
(EllioTT Schiff)
"Fighting for peace is like f***ing for virginity."
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Hey man, what are you really into, huh?
The elusive butterfly has just tiptoed past my door,
My buddy likes the Yankees, she says- Hey T-bone, what's the score?
And I say- Well Reggie got 1-to-1 and 3, and 25 and 6-2-4,
Is the left-wing really pinko?
Colonel Sanders, what a bore.
You ask so many questions,
What answers should I choose?
Is this schizoid paranoia,
Or just Existential Blues?
The amenities of life have been chasing my soul,
And my mind is transcendental, and I'm losing all control.
And I'm sinking in the quagmire of illusions and Thoreau,
I cry out- My name is T-bone!
As a hound dog digs a hole.
You ask so many questions,
What answers should I choose?
Is this Plato's heebie jeebies,
Or just Existential Blues?
Sailing, sailing,
What is illusion, what is truth?
Sailing, sailing,
Over the Existential Blues!
G-d bless America,
And old glory too!
May she always wave o'er us,
With the Red, White, and Existential Blues!
Hey!
Bobidibo Bidibidobo Bidibobidodang, Didangdidangdang-
The Existential Blues!
Hey, you can do what you want,
But lay off my Existential Blues!
My blue suede Existential Blues.
I was on a quest!
To dream the impossible dream!
Walking down the road one day, doo dah doo dah!
I was walking down the road, I was looking for the truth of life, when I
came across all these little people, little people, little people all
around me!
They looked up at me and said- Hey mister, are you tall?
I said- Yes I'm tall, but who are you, weird little wonders?
And they looked up at me with their big red bloodshot eyes, and said-
we are the lollipop kids,
the lollipop kids,
the lollipop kids.
we are the lollipop kids,
we'd like to welcome you to munchkin land!
I said- Hey!
Hey, weird little wonders, I am on a quest!
To dream the impossible dream!
Walking down the road one day, doo dah doo dah!
I said- Hey kids, I am looking for the truth of life, where do I go?
Who do I see?
They said- Slowww down mister! In order to find the truth of life, one
must see the WIZARD!
I said- The WIZARD? Well! Where does this wizard old wise one live?
They said- You see the big green glow-in-the-dark house up on the hill?
I said- Yes, I see the big green glow-in-the-dark house up on the hill.
There's a big dark forest between me and the big green glow-in-the-dark
house up on the hill. With a little old lady on a Hoover vacuum cleaner,
going- I'll get you my pretty! Your little dog Toto, too!
And I don't even have a little dog Toto!
Such a predicament as I must forge ahead-
To dream the impossible dream!
Walking down the road one day, doo dah doo dah!
I must find the truth of life, I said- But you know kids, I can handle a
big green glow-in-the-dark up on a hill, I can handle a dark forest, I
can handle the little old lady and the very strange road you're sending
me down. I've seen yellow stripes in the middle of a road before, but
kids, uh, never quite that wide!
Awright tighten your shorts, pilgrim, and sing like the Duke.
follow the yellow brick road! (come on!)
follow the yellow brick road! (everybody sing!)
follow, follow, follow, follow the yellow brick road!
if ever a wonderful wiz there was,
the wizard of oz is one because
because, because, because, because, because-
because of the wonderful things he does!
la la la, la la la, la! ha ha!
we're off to see the wizard,
the wonderful wizard of oz!
ah! hahahahahahahahahaha!
Well! I get a little bit tired-
Walking down the road one day, doo, dah. doo dah.
A little bit tired of walking down this old blinding yellow road, so I
pulled my little tired body off, a little rest area, and lo and behold a
little field o' little red flowers out there, they smell so good!
Hooo!
I was gettin' pretty tired, they smell so good, and I maybe well I'll
just stretch out here in this field of-
POPPIES!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Well, havin' a strange dream there, y'know, and I- The little
flowers, smell awfully good, and I'm havin' a great time, the old
wizard's just going to have to wait, man, because I'm just gonna
stretch out again in this field of-
POPPIES!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Ogod!
Ogod!
Ogod
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Dorothy!
Along came this old man in a green ElDorado II, screeched to a halt. A
little short man with a big red nose, totin' about a bottle of Yukon Jack!
Strolled up to me and said- Hey son!
And I said- Old man, don't bother me!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
He said- T-bone!
I said- Wait a minute, this man knows my name! He must be the-
WIZARD!
You must be the Wizard!
The Wizard of Oz!
Why have you come to haunt me?
Oh Wizard of Oz?
I said- O Wizard O wise one! I have been on a quest!
To dream the impossible dream!
Walking down the road one day, doo dah doo dah!
we are the lollipop kids,
the lollipop kids,
we are follow, follow follow,
I get tired-
POPPIES!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies!
Poppies!
Poppies! Poppies!
I said- Old man, I've been through hell!
He said- Hey, son, slow down and relax.
I said- But Wizard O wise one, I've come so far to find the truth of
life.
He says- Hey son, slow down and relax. To tell you the truth, son...
I said- Wizard! That's what I've come to find is the truth!
He said- No, no, no, son. You got me all wrong! To tell you thetruth,
son. Uh, how can I tell you this, uh, I've been in this field of poppies
a long time, myself, and I have come to find, son, that the only truth
of life is right here in this bottle.
I said- WIZARD!
He said- No, truly, son! In fact- I'd rather have this bottle in front
of me, than, a
FRONTAL LOBOTOMY!
(How profound, Wizard!)
Some girl with psychic powers, she said- T-bone, what's your sign?
I blink and answer- Neon! I thought I'd blow her mind!
She's reading Moby Dick, by some fruitcake named Herman,
She's chomping on a knockwurst,
Were the Batchas really Goiman?
You ask so many questions,
What answers should I choose?
Is this really Butte, Montana,
Or just Existential Blues?
Really Butte, Montana?
Is this Plato's heebie jeebies?
Is this schizoid paranoia?
La, la la, la la la la!
EXISTENTIAL BLUES!