Christopher O' Malley

went out on a bridge

Down in Chehalis

And clutching his bible

and a letter from her

Fell into the river

Pity no one was there

No angels in the air

And the morning paper ran

One more suicide



His mama stayed by

the river side

Down in Chehalis

And clutching her bible

and a letter from him

Fell into crying

Pity no one was there

No angels in the air

And the morning paper ran

One more suicide



Pity no one was there

No angels in the air

And the morning paper ran

One more suicide

One more suicide

One more suicide



Dog and His Master



Hey little boy

see the Johnny and Janes

Hey little boy

you see them all go insane

Look and see Spot run

'Cause he pissed in their hallway

Run Spot run

Run away from it all

And I say you can be anyway that you wanna be

How I'll be, that's up to me



Hey little girl

see them all run around

Hey little girl

you see them all tumble down

Johnny will boss

Janey will buy

Spot will beg

But everyone dies

As I said you can be

any way that you wanna be

How I'll be, tha's up to me



One little, two little, three little idiots

Four little, five little, six little idiots

Seven little, eight little, nine little idiots

All in suit and tie

One little, two little, three little idiots

Four little, five little, six little idiots

Seven little, eight little, nine little idiots

All dressed up to die, and I say

You can be any way that you wanna be

But how I'll be, that's up to me