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Big Head Todd and the Monsters
Big Head Todd and the Monsters


Background information
Origin Denver, Colorado, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Years active 1986—present
Label(s) Giant Records
Website Website
Members
Todd Park Mohr
Brian Nevin
Rob Squires
Jeremy Lawton
Former members
Corey Mauser



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Big Head Todd and the Monsters Album


Crimes of Passion (2004)
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You know I get a little peace of mind around that woman.
She's like driftin' and then finding the easy way out.
In case you didn't know she is my caterpillar, she's my butterfly rolled inside out.
Change in the autumn and the springtime.
All of her colors roll into one.

She's gonna shock me now, when she turn it loose.
She's got my ‘lectric house rockin' now, on her dirty juice.

You know I get a little peace of mind around that woman.
That woman is sure good ‘nuff to me.
Someone is always shaking her down, always scraping her pink limousine.
Taste her kisses sweet as molasses, from a moonbeam or a Christmas tree.

She's gonna shock me now, when she turn it loose.
She's got my ‘lectric house rockin' now, on her dirty juice.
She can't shut me down. I turn it loose.

. . .


Beauty Queen from Mobile Alabama.
Busted for murder at a K-mart store.
She shot the conductor of a twenty piece orchestra for cheating on her.
Let out the dogs of war.
Found her freedom and moved to Pasadena to lay in the hot sun, forget the past.
Got off the bus without a penny on her.
Looking for love that wasn't gonna last.

She said, “Love is a passionate crime, where only the guilty survive. And the innocent, they fly away.”

Took in two stray dogs and a Scientologist.
Hoping to land a Hollywood score.
Enlarged her breasts after several turned down part requests, sold sunglasses on the Venice sea shore.
Saved up some money to buy a bed and breakfast.
Gave it away to some hard luck case.
Starting over when you should have been a success – Beauty Queen now has some lines on her face.

She said, “Love is a passionate crime, where only the guilty survive. And the innocent, they fly away.”

She headed off for Anchorage Alaska after falling for a small plane pilot.
He was lost at sea on their seventh anniversary.
Called in the coast guard but they couldn't find him.
But from their nest came two boys and a girl.
The girl plays the field. The boys are married.
Beauty Queen still spins that wheel but she can't forget about the guilt that she carries.

She said, “Love is a passionate crime, where only the guilty survive. And the innocent should shy away.”

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Shakin' ‘em down and drunk on a holiday.
Dishin' them ‘lectric blues in an old school way.
Lucy and Glenda Jones and an old beef bone.
Drinkin' that whisky juice till they all alone.

They was blues conquistadors, soul conquistadors.

Old Betty Mae was movin' it and doin' it right.
Muddy and John Lee rockin' in the house of blue light.
Trouble and worry come back on another day.
Nellie's aunt Bee got down and began to pray.

They was blues conquistadors, soul conquistadors.

You got to mess around to feel right.
Then you slow it down sometimes, just enough to get me home.
You got me digging in a coal mine – diggin' in a blues mine.

Jesus gonna help me get there with them blues conquistadors, soul conquistadors.

Been twenty odd years since they burned that Checkerboard lounge.
Listen that Howlin' Wolf make a nasty sound.
Muddy and John Lee you know they passed away.
But the Gin room boogie still make you shake a leg.

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Every time you wake, dreams come tumbling down.
The careless love you take – I'm just another face in the crowd.
Your forgetful eyes keep driftin'.
Am I ever going to catch them now?

Angela Dangerlove, I'm yearning my life away.
Angela Dangerlove, I guess I got time to waste.

Ever since you've shaken me I'm knocked down under your spell.
Your disenchanted rhapsody plays me like a hollow shell.
These days go laughing by.
Am I ever gonna catch you now?

Angela Dangerlove, I'm yearning my life away.
Angela Dangerlove, I guess I got time to waste.

That I don't know you well is something I can't deny.
Just enough to dream, a fool by the trick of the light.
I came closer than you think.
I saw a tear fall from your eye.

Angela Dangerlove, I'm yearning my life away.
Angela Dangerlove, I guess I got time to waste.
I guess I got time to wait.

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Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Pick up your knee and your steep side.
The river is deep and running all night from your tender, moonlit lake.
I sit on the ground in the city light.
I live in the traffic and I sleep light.
Might I touch your illustrious face?

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

She's got the hydrogen bomb and the satellite
to move her around and keep her treated right.
She's gonna want to know my name.
The trouble is keen and the money is tight.
I've got the need and the cheap ride to take you with me into space.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

The universe is on for you tonight.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

. . .


In 2010 I took her in and said I'd love her till
the sky has lost her blue and the rivers all run still.
Followed her till she came in and put her hand in mine.

Then we lived in green fields but now it's just a shame.
Cities which once grew like weeds, now shipwrecks on the plain.
750 days since a drop of rain.

Then came November and my lover hid up rye.
Drank it in the swelter as she laughed as the red sun died.
She said she was gonna leave me and head out to the sea-side.
Catch a cloud and ride.
Never such a thing.

Politicians blamed each other.
The preachers swelled with pride.
The wealthy killed each other and the poor gave up a smile.
‘Cause 750 days without a drop of rain made everyone the same.

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I wanna drive it on over to you.
I wanna take you there but the time ain't right.
Can't sail it on over to you.
I wanna glide it home but the wind ain't right.
Try to find a love that's strong and true, I wanna to fly ward now but the sun won't shine.

Love transmission – gonna grind them gears I'm gonna burn it out.
Love transmission – down low engineer gonna shake it out.
Love transmission – it's a new frontier gonna work it out.
Gonna make them changes.

I'm an outsider with the gold clipped wings.
I wanna shine for you but my battery died.
A lone blacksider but without the swing.
I wanna read to you by acetylene light.

Love transmission – gonna grind them gears I'm gonna burn it out.
Love transmission – down low engineer gonna shake it out.
Love transmission – it's a new frontier gonna work it out.
Gonna make them changes.

May I reawaken as your cup of tea.
Gonna satisfy you like the deep blue sea.
Reincarnated as love poetry.
Gonna sink into you like a submarine.

Love transmission – gonna grind them gears I'm gonna burn it out.
Love transmission – down low engineer gonna shake it out.
Love transmission – it's a new frontier gonna work it out.
Gonna make them changes.

. . .


Same wind that blew your house down
was the breath of life to me.
Cruel words brought your galaxy to the ground.
Made a universe for me.
You can't get what you're asking for now lady.
You only get what you pay for now baby.

Your crazy love will never make it in the end.
As your imaginary ships they come crashing in.
And they'll never fly again.

Long distance makes the heart grow cold.
Burns me up inside.
Slave emotions once were bought and sold.
I set free to shine.
So you don't know what you need these days,
only what can't be yours for taking.

Your crazy love will never make it in the end.
As your imaginary ships they come crashing in.
And they'll never fly again.

All your cities on the land will dissolve into the sea.
Maybe you and I will never understand why we were never meant to be.
So you don't know what the days are for.
You're lost in what you had before.

Your crazy love will never make it in the end.
As your imaginary ships they come crashing in.
And they'll never fly again.

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Well I'm finished counting.
Another game of hide and seek.
I hear you running.
I can feel your heartbeat now.
There ain't nothing that's gonna keep me from discovering.
You know I'm panting.
I'll drink from your loving spring.

Missing you is ecstasy
I see you in everything.
Wanting you ain't suffering.
I see you in everything.

Understanding
things ain't what they seem to be.
All my planning
left me on the wrong street now.
I don't need another one who's gonna shelter me.
So come on baby, the cabby is waiting and the meter is on.

Missing you is ecstasy
I see you in everything.
Wanting you ain't suffering.
I see you in everything.

And if we hesitate we might never know.
So what if a heart should break
we've been there before.
So let it grow.

I turn around
and then I find you
Lord have mercy
I was looking in the wrong direction
Spellbound
time reminds you –
now you better take it cause this loving is real

Missing you is ecstasy
I see you in everything.
Wanting you ain't suffering.
I see you in everything.

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Traveled o'er 1000 spring times
across many distant lands.
Patiently she followed me everywhere.
The first love I ever had.

Shipwrecked on a secret island.
South where the warm winds blow.
There we thought we'd laugh forever
telling stories by the late two moon glow.

Lost child astronaut
crash at the speed of light and spin me off.
In my dragonfly without a care.
Blues child, forgotten child, I'll take you there.

Darkness and space surrounding.
Bending the light that fell my way.
Stuck at the edge of the galaxy,
whose radio waves they signal so faint.

Lost child astronaut
crash at the speed of light and spin me off.
In my dragonfly without a care.
Blues child, forgotten child, I'll take you there.

. . .


Time will play no games for free.
Like a speeding train rusting in the sea.
Maybe you are lost, maybe set free.

You and I ain't such good friends,
when peace on earth can't be found.
When angels can't keep us from shaking the ground.

Hey, you have to laugh out loud,
at those who are always so strong and right.
Now you don't know forgiveness without a fight.

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