SR-71 Mosquito

You like when we go fast

So my foot’s on the brake

Used to be my girl

But now you’re just my worst mistake

You don’t see it, not a subtle change

Makes me laugh you turned into a cliche

Everytime you told me

That we’d never say goodbye… was a lie

You knew what to expect from me

Just like a hit of exctasy

You made me high

You think I still want you

After all you put me through

You think I can’t walk away

And find someone better for me

Just take your overactive ego

Shrink it down like a mosquito

Baby lovin you was such a chore

Til I got bored

Now I don’t think about you anymore

From the first time I saw you naked

I could see the future

I knew that my world was shaken

Lost my innocence then I lost my mind

Thank god now I see

Cause with you I must have been blind cause

Everytime you told me

That we’d never say goodbye… was a lie

Just like a common criminal

You gave me just the minimal to

Keep me hanging on inside

Now that I can breathe

I’m done with therapy

It’s your turn to burn

Covered up in lies

And still so full of pride

I hope you choke

Cause its the sex I’ll miss the most

SR-71 The Best Is Yet To Come

You see yourself being so small

Running into every brick wall

It’s not as far as you can go

The road is twisting turning

A life is living learning

There’s so much more for you to know

[Chorus]

If you could lock the past away

Step back through the doorway

This ride has just begun

If I could change your point of view

Is there someway I can show you

The best is yet to come

Not every problem can be

Solved so easily

Not every answer is the one

Above the flood of emotion

It’s all about forward motion

Define your place in the sun

[Chorus]

Try to hide

It’s all inside

You can find a place where the pain and guilt can fall away

If you’re spitting truth

Bulletproof

Crashing through the walls that separate me and you

Now you’ll find with everything you lose

Your path clears with everything you choose

If you could lock the past away

Step back through the doorway

This ride has just begun

Change your point of view

Is there someway I can show you

The best is yet to come

[Chorus]

Is there someway I can show you

The best is yet to come

SR-71 All American

I never got high the first time I tried

Just like everyone

I know the cigarettes were bold

For a little four foot nothing ten year-old

On hot summer days

We’d go down to the mall

Send security climbin’ up the walls

Just like everyone

We were forever young

I am not so original

Never to be cynical

A little unstable

Clinically labeled

Fucked-up all-American

I am totally miserable

Ever to be pigeon-holed

Completely obsessive

Manic depressive

Fucked-up all-American

We lived out our lives like we would never die

Just like everyone

But before Keith went to bed

He put a double barrel shotgun to his head

I am not so original

Never to be cynical

A little unstable

Clinically labeled

Fucked-up all-American

I am totally miserable

Ever to be pigeon-holed

Completely obsessive

Manic depressive

Fucked-up all-American

Smashing bottles and cans

For reasons I don’t understand

When I look at the past

It’s like staring at pieces of broken glass

I am not so original

Never to be cynical

A little unstable

Clinically labeled

Fucked-up all-American

I am totally miserable

Ever to be pigeon-holed

Completely obsessive

Manic depressive

Fucked-up all-American

SR-71 Politically Correct

I don’t mean to piss you off with things I might say

But when I try to shut my mouth they come out anyway

When I speak my mind, that’s when we connect

But that’s not politically correct

Your head’s so filled with thought, you can’t use your imagination

Like a sky so filled with stars, you can’t find a constellation

And everyone’s so sensitive to every bad vibration

We’re so impressing while we’re regressing

There’s nothing I believe in more than my own insignificance

So why does everybody think that my words can make a difference

I just don’t have time to think up every social consequence

I’ll just keep on talking you keep applauding

I don’t mean to piss you off with things I might say

But when I try to shut my mouth they come out anyway

If you spoke your mind you might feel more connected

But, until you get politically corrected

You lean a little to the left or the right but

You can only see what’s on your side.

Look a little like a deer in the headlights

A little blind a little hypnotized.

So you conform with the best of intention

Change comes from inside.

After all that’s what this country was founded on

Do nothing different just fall in line.

What happened to make us so afraid

You couldn’t make a Mel Brooks movie today

I saw Blazing Saddles yesterday

SR-71 Another Night Alone

Alone again tonight

In this empty time

The sound in my head

The sight leaves me blind

I’ll write a million words

I’ll sing until it hurts

How far could this be

Until it’s seen

How long will I let this go

I can’t stand to spend another night alone

I stare at the empty walls

I speak, no one hears

I make every excuse

And blame my fears

All these shadows come to rest

In my head

I can’t see you

I can’t hear the things you said

There is a secret place

You’ll find a bloodstained fence

It’s there the future speaks

And she spoke to me

SR-71 15 Minute Idol

Smiling faces on magazines

Checkout line trash beauty queens

The Good time party has to crash

Say Goodbye fairweather friend

Use me up until the end

By the way can you spare any cash?

So Light yourself a big cigar

Lease a house and seven cars

Live like the Hip-Hop Superstars

Never like a One Hit Wonder

Flash in the pan

15 Minute Idol

I’d rather sit at home and wonder

Never understand

How to be a 15 Minute Idol

Get our lives from TV screens

Cold Cristal and limousines

Let’s make believe that it’s all good

TRL is such a joke

Pushing Coors and Diet Coke

Sell it out just like we’re Hollywood

Never like a One Hit Wonder

Flash in the pan

15 Minute Idol

I’d rather sit at home and wonder

Never understand

How to be a 15 Minute Idol

[solo]

Never like a One Hit Wonder

Flash in the pan

15 Minute Idol

I’d rather sit at home and wonder

Never understand

How to be a 15 Minute Idol

SR-71 Little Asshole

Hey, little asshole!

I thought I told you to stay out of my room?

My daddy used to call me little asshole,

when he got home from work every night

That’s because I used to break everything he owned,

everything that he thought was nice

At 65, he’s getting old, daddy’s getting a little slow

Now I’m gonna break everything else he owns, tonight

It all started back in ’77,

when god sent this angel down from heaven

You hoped I’d become the king of my class,

but I turned out to be a royal pain in the ass

You decided to call me Mitch, well, paybacks are a bitch

And I guess I’m just the punishment for your past

My daddy used to call me little asshole,

(Little asshole!)

when he got home from work every night

That’s because I used to break everything he owned,

everything that he thought was nice

Well, 65 is getting old, daddy’s getting a little slow

Now I’m gonna break everything else he owns, tonight

You decided to send me off to Shepherd Pratt*,

where they said “Sir, we’ll take care of your little brat”

First, they diagnosed me with hyperactivity,

then they said I had A B C D E F’in’ G

Said I’d be a problem child, always just a little wild

Well, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree

My daddy used to call me little asshole,

(Little asshole!)

when he got home from work every night

That’s because I used to break everything he owned,

everything that he thought was nice

Well, 65 is getting old, daddy’s getting a little slow

Now I’m gonna break everything else he owns, tonight

I can hear him say…

“Hey, little asshole!

I thought I told you to stay out of my room?”

Daddy thought he wasted all his money,

sending me off to the university

But he didn’t realize my long-term scheme,

only 5-and-1-half years to get my degree

When I got home, I’d never guess,

daddy had a new address

and the note said there was no room there for me!

My daddy used to call me little asshole,

(You little asshole!)

when he got home from work every night

(What the hell did you do now?)

That’s because I used to break everything he owned,

everything that he thought was nice

Well, 65 is getting old, daddy’s getting a little slow

I think it’s time for me to go, the basement’s getting mighty cold,

but not before I break everything else tonight

I can hear him say

“Hey, little asshole!

I thought I told you to stay out of my room?

Hey, little asshole!

I thought I told you to stay out of my room?”

SR-71 What A Mess

I confess it’s all true.

I’m a mess, what a fool

Now what do I do

I need your help to get up from my knees

I can’t seem to see the forest for the trees

As I wait in my silent misery

All I’m asking is please…forgive me

Now she knows me

She wants me to be

Someone I can’t be

…and she wants me

…and she needs me

…and she wants me

Because she loves me

SHATTERED

Now you see inside

I no longer hide

Or fall between the cracks you left behind

Shattered, now you’re out of time

You’ve come this far to be denied

What a shame, I’m to blame

SR-71 Empty Spaces

I’m not afraid to go backwards and fix what we broke

My gaze falls behind, you make desire seem so easy

I hold off sleep, it’s so silent without you here

Don’t give up now, it would all be for nothing

I believe in second chances

I believe the years forget

Let me fill these empty spaces

Better late than never / Stay forever

Let me fill this empty space

There’s always room for one more mistake

Can you feel that

I think we’re moving in the right direction

I was someone else then

I’d take it back if you would let me

We were never this close when we were young

Every night I whisper your name at the top of my lungs

SR-71 Broken Handed

If you wanted to

Could your heart be true

If you wanted to

Could you not want

Anyone else’s world

Anyone else’s world

If you wanted it

Just break off a bit

If you wanted a taste of it

Somebody else’s world

[Chorus:]

I’m a Broken Handed Superman

You’re a Krypto-Nightingale Snow White

Now I understand

It’s something I understand

Some things I understand

If I wanted to

Could my faith be true

If I wanted to

Could I not want

Anyone else’s world

Anyone else’s world

When I wanted it

I’d break off a bit

If I wanted a taste of

Someone’s world

Somebody else’s world

[Chorus]

There’s no sin and virtue here

Just the Devil and what Jesus wrote

All my angels and all my demons

Always see me

All my demons

If you wanted to

Could your heart be true

If you wanted to

Could you not want

Anyone else’s world

Anyone else’s world

[Chorus]

Always see me

Always see me

I don’t understand

(oh…)

Always see me [5x]

(ah…)

Always

(oh)