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Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III


Background information
Birth name Loudon Snowden Wainwright III
Born September 5, 1946
Born place Chapel Hill, North Carolina, U.S.
Genre(s) Folk
Rock
Blues
Comedy
Years active 1967—present
Label(s) Arista Records
Virgin Records
Red House Records
Columbia Records
Sanctuary Records
Atlantic Records
Legacy Recordings
Rounder Records
Hannibal Records
Charisma Records
Concord Records
Associated acts Rufus Wainwright
Martha Wainwright
Lucy Wainwright Roche
Richard Thompson
Kate and Anna McGarrigle
The Roches
Joe Henry
Website Website



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Loudon Wainwright III Album



2007
1.
2.
3.
4.
Ypsilanti
5.
So Much To Do
6.
7.
XOrY
8.
9.
Feel So Good
10.
11.
Naomi
12.
Doin' The Math
13.
14.
. . .


When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
'Cause there's way too much sunshine around here
I don't know about you, I get so sick of blue skies
Wherever they always appear

And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
On my carport roof made out of tin
If there's a flood, then there's gonna be mudslides
We all have to pay for our sin

And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
And the freeways will all start to clog
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
When your whole house smells like your wet dog

When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
Yeah, it might feel like fun when you're sporting sunglasses
But really you're just one more fool

And I'm just a chump and this whole town's a dump
We came out here to dump all our dreams
Of making it big but we're stuck in a singular nightmare
That's just how it seems

And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth

Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah okay I should stay here
There's no place that's better I know
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
On a freeway with nowhere to go

When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
'Cause there's way too much sunshine around here
I don't know about you, I get so sick of blue skies
Wherever they always appear

. . .


I know that fan is moving air
I can see it in your hair
But I can't bear to breathe it in somehow
I'll rise and fall with you
'Cause you can't fail me now
I'll rise and fall with you
'Cause you can't fail me now

Salt is sweet upon my mouth
Dark throws sparks against my house
The stain of love's a smudge upon my brow
But you see through me
And you can't fail me now
You see right through me
And you can't fail me now

I've bit off more than I can chew
It's something that I tend to do
When fewer words are what we need and how
You bite my tongue
And you can't fail me now
I rant and rail
But you can't fail me now

I lost the thread among the vines
And hung myself in storylines
That tell the tales I never would allow
God knows the name of every bird
That fills my mind like angry words
But you know all my secret heart avows

We're taught to love the worst of us
And mercy more than life, but trust me
Mercy's just a warning shot across the bow
I live for yours
And you can't fail me now
I live for your mercy

You can't fail me now
You can't fail me now

. . .


Everything she sees
She says she wants.
Everything she wants
I see she gets.

That's my daughter in the water
Everything she owns I bought her
Everything she owns.
That's my daughter in the water,
Everything she knows I taught her.
Everything she knows.

Everything I say
She takes to heart.
Everything she takes
She takes apart.

That's my daughter in the water
Every time she fell I caught her.
Every time she fell.
That's my daughter in the water,
I lost every time I fought her.
I lost every time.

Every time she blinks
She strikes somebody blind.
Everything she thinks
Blows her tiny mind.
That's my daughter in the water,
Who'd have ever thought her?
Who'd have ever thought?
That's my daughter in the water,
I lost everytime I fought her
Yea, I lost every time.

. . .

Ypsilanti

[No lyrics]

. . .

So Much To Do

[No lyrics]

. . .


The slap of the paper
The hiss of the sprinkler
the beep of the coffee machine
the drone in the distance
that says there's a freeway
the gardeners will soon make the scene
'cause it's thursday
soon they'll arrive on the scene

i pick up the paper
i'm spritzed by the sprinkler
inside i take in my caffeine
then i hear the dog door
i know he's gone out there
to mark and to mess up the scene
they're illegal
but soon they'll arrive on the scene

our leader's an actor who speaks with an accent
who's able to procure our love
but life is a movie
out here in the valley
what else were we all thinking of?

the clack of the skateboard resounds in the valley
next door the kid's starting a band
their morning rehearsal is making me crazy
the volume is way out of hand
it's not music
to my music it's way out of hand

our leader's an actor who speaks with an accent
who's able to procure our love
but life is a movie
out here in the valley
what else were we all thinking of?

The slap of the paper
The hiss of the sprinkler
the beep of the coffee machine
the drone in the distance
that says there's a freeway
the gardeners will soon make the scene
'cause it's thursday
soon they'll arrive on the scene

. . .

XOrY

[No lyrics]

. . .


It's a silly, impractical word
Quite often it's rhymed with a bird
Or a thing on your hand
"All You Need..." sang that band
Up over your head, there's a third
Silly, impractical word

And the number of letters is four
Such a big deal should have many more
Though "God" has just three
There's two in the word "Me"
So I suppose less can be more
The number of letters is four

I thought that I had it when I was just in it
It became a battle, I could never win it
Each time I won it, I could never keep it
When called on to say it, I could never speak it

It's a vague and a meaningless word
As an idea, completely absurd
It's been sung and said
It's been written in read
It's a fairy tale ending deferred
A vague and a meaningless word

Back at the final frontier
This boarder that's guarded with fear
Fifty years and more
Waging this boarder war
It's a miracle you made it here
Back to the final frontier

I thought that I had it when I was just in it
It became a battle, I could never win it
Each time I won it, I could never keep it
When called on to say it, I could never speak it

Back at the final frontier

. . .

Feel So Good

[No lyrics]

. . .


Shut up and go to bed.
Put the pillow under your head.
I'm sick and tired of all of your worries.

Shut up and say goodnight.
Say your prayers and turn out the lights.
I'm sick and tired of all of your sob stories.

Shut up and shut your eyes.
No more histrionics, no more college tries.
Stop pushing. Stop shoving. Stop straining.

Shut your mouth and button your lip.
You're a late night faucet that's got a drip.
All your doing is mearly complaining.

The excuse that you're crazy is useless.
You're not biting, you're barking.
You're toothless.
But you're ruthless.

Shut up and count some sheep.
Do me a favor and don't bitch in your sleep.
No more agony.
Please, no more sorrow.

Shut up and catch some ZZZs.
Ice cream with a cherry plus a big pretty please.
I promise we'll resume tomorrow.
Good night.

. . .

Naomi

[No lyrics]

. . .

Doin' The Math

[No lyrics]

. . .


Isn't it strange that 2 strangers
Suddenly don't feel so strange?
It's something familiar though this time it's different
What they're in for feels like sea change

Isn't it weird that 2 weirdos
Can wind up not feeling that weird?
It's all so momentous yet perfectly normal
Scary but not to be feared

And it starts with a sentence that might last a lifetime
Or it all might just go down in flames
If I let you know me then why would you want me?
But each day I don't is shame
And each day I don't is a great shame

Isn't it great that 2 people
Together can tear down one wall?
The handwritting is on it it's not hieroglyphic
That barrier just has to fall

But isn't it sad that most people
Stay so lonely it's almost a crime?
We might be strange weirdos but it can't be normal
To be frightened so much of our time

. . .


It's a wonder and it's a miracle it turned out this way
After all this time I'm yours and you're mine, we're together today
I was such a fool to be so afraid of that thing they call love
I forgot my fear we're standing here, what was I afraid of?

Can't quite get enough so we strut our stuff acting our lives away
Life's a tragedy and it's a comedy but it should be a passion play
We're off of the book we're gonna leap and not look and what happens now is unknown
Yes I caved but I feel saved cause now I'm not alone

Everything is crazy-tell me something new
Ceases to amaze me I'm standing here with you

(non word vocal sounds)

In the final act I know it's a fact that the curtain will fall
When the play is through I'll be next to you
We'll be takin' ou curtain call
We're gonna hang up the costumes, take off the make up, shut the dressing room door
Then it's me and you 1 disguised as 2 and twice as good as before

Everybody's crazy-tell me something new
Ceases to amaze me I'm standing here with you

It's a wonder and it's a miracle it turned out this way
After all this time I'm yours and you're mine, we're together today
I was such a fool to be so afraid of that [crazy] thing they call love
I forgot my fear we're standing here, what was I afraid of?
I forgot my fear we're standing here, what was I afraid of?

. . .


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