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This isn't really a song at all! It's just that little ditty you hear at the beginning of movies sometimes, and yes, it's the post-1977 version (with the added Star Wars coda). It is generally used as an introduction piece at shows, as is Also Sprach Zarathustra. Famous film score composer Alfred Newman wrote the main bit, and of course John Williams is responsible for the last little part.
MustardRØB:Accordion |
NONE! |
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This is that piece that plays during the opening of 2001: A Space Odyssey. It's pretty short and is generally used as an introduction piece. Ron plays the tympani parts (BUM-bum BUM-bum BUM-bum BUM-bum BUM!) on his guitar. It starts out slow and quiet and ends up slow and loud, and it is wicked. Originally by Richard Strauss.
MustardRØB:Accordion |
NONE! |
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This is the spaced out banjo-picked crazy version of the Michael Jackson classic. People are often disappointed if they don't hear it at our shows, but come on dudes, give us a break.
MustardRØB:Banjo, Vocals |
They told him don't you ever come around here Don't wanna see your face you better disappear The fire's in their eyes, and their words are really clear So beat it, just beat it You better run you better do what you can Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man You wanna be tough, better do what you can So beat it...but you wanna be bad CHORUS: Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky, strong is your fight It doesn't matter, who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it They're out to get you better leave while you can Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man! You wanna stay alive, better do what you can So beat it, just beat it You have to show them that you're really not scared You're playin' with your life THIS AIN'T NO TRUTH OR DARE! They'll kick you, then they'll beat you, Then they'll tell you it's fair So beat it...but you wanna be bad (CHORUS) (SOLO) (CHORUS) (× 5) |
| This is a Beck song. It originally appears on DGC Rarities, Vol. I. It's Beck's response to the Pearl Jam song "Evenflow," and one time I did a report on it for a Mass Communications class. Yeah.
MustardRØB:Banjo, Harmonica, Vocals |
Monkey see, monkey die Laminate your face and paste it up into the sky 'Cuz it's squalid and it's solid and it's Completely rancid and beautiful Like a force-field of multiplying meat Cut a hole in the floor to see Just how close to hell we're standin' Time shoots forward in your skull Scattered to the four winds, chucked in a bucket Riding lamp-post, moldy toast Excitement level: Zero Rock the casbah, bring the noise Amplified dishwashers exploring the boring to the core People with cordless personalities Runnin' 'round in their new wave bionic jogging suits California white boy sound Rocket-powered and nailed to the ground New age, old age, totally lame Straight to the middle of the road Rewind the tape and play the whole thing backwards With the sound completely turned off 'Said with the sound, completely turned off! Oh ya know, the flow is bogus Oh Bogusflow! |
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You know you already know this sweet Brian Wilson/Beach Boys tune. It apparently took six months to write, and man does it show. Obviously a standard of '60s rock, and rock in general. So beautiful.
MustardRØB:Keyboards, Vocals |
I I love the colorful clothes she wears And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair I Hear the sound of a gentle word On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air I'm pickin' up good vibrations She's givin' me excitations I'm pickin' up good vibrations She's givin' me excitations Good, good, good, good vibrations (She's givin' me excitations) Good, good, good, good vibrations (She's givin' me excitations) Close my eyes She's somehow closer now Softly smile, I know she must be kind When I look in her eyes She goes with me to a blossom world I'm pickin' up good vibrations She's givin' me excitations I'm pickin' up good vibrations She's givin' me excitations Good, good, good, good vibrations (She's givin' me excitations) Good, good, good, good vibrations (She's givin' me exci- Tations!) I don't know where but she sends me there Gotta keep those lovin' good Vibrations a-hap'nin' with her Gotta keep those lovin' good Vibrations a-hap'nin' with her Gotta keep those lovin' good... AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! Good, good, good, good vibrations (I'm pickin' up good vibrations) Good, good, good, good vibrations (She's givin' me the excitations) Na na na na na Na na na Na na na na na Na na na Do do do do do Do do do Do do do do do Do do do |
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This is another Ron original, it was originally performed by the band Kate & Ron. It's about a type of gummy candy available primarily in Europe that's shaped like a moon and is all greasy. Grease moons are way sweet.
MustardRØB:Tin Whistle, Backing Vocal |
Oh, Grease Moon. (I will put in the rest of the lyrics when I get home to the lyrics sheet) |
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Those twin quasars of '80s synth-pop Tears for Fears originally did this one (don't confuse it with the completely different but equally famous and equally '80s Go-Gos hit of the same name). Apparently Tears For Fears recently reunited. Something tells me the new incarnation will have trouble living up to their old standards. This song is way awesome.
MustardRØB:Keyboards, Vocals |
I wanted to be with you alone And talk about the weather But traditions I can trace against the child in your face Won't escape my attention You keep your distance with a system of touch And gentle persuasion I'm lost in admiration could I need you this much Oh, you're wasting my time You're just-just-just wasting time CHORUS: Something happens, and I'm head over heels I never find out, 'til I'm head over heels Something happens, and I'm head over heels Oh, don't take my heart, don't break my heart Don't-don't-don't throw it away I made a fire and watching burn I thought of your future With one foot in the past now just how long will it last No no no have you no ambition My mother and my brothers used to breathing clean air And dreaming I'm a doctor It's hard to be a man when there's a gun in your hand Oh I feel so... (CHORUS) And this is my Four leaf clover I'm on the line, one open mind And this is my Four leaf clover |
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This is an old old song that has been done by all sorts of artists, but our version is (however loosely) based on that of the "Soggy Bottom Boys" in the film O Brother, Where Art Thou? and we use a banjo and a guitar to do it. It's fun stuff.
MustardRØB:Banjo, Vocals |
I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen trouble all through my days I bid farewell to ol' Kentucky The place where I was born and raised (The place where he was born and raised) For six long years I've been in trouble No pleasure here on earth I've found For in this world I'm bound to ramble I have no friends to help me now (He has no friends to help him now) It's fare thee well, my own true lover I never expect to see you again For I am bound to ride that northern railroad Perhaps I'll die upon that train (Perhaps he'll die upon that train) You can bury me in some deep valley For many a year, where I may lay Then you will learn to love another While I am sleeping in my grave (While he is sleeping in his grave) Maybe your friends thing I'm just a stranger My face you'll never see no more But there is one promise that is given I'll meet you on God's golden shore (He'll meet you on God's golden shore) |
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This was originally a song by Eskimo Village. Ron wrote the song for that band, which he was/is in. Then RØB played it sometimes for fun and possibly at a Gully or something and then it was a Mustardfish song after Mustardfish started existing!
MustardRØB:Accordion, Vocals |
I'm on vacation, today. |
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I thought this was a Pretenders song for a long time, and was a huge Pretenders fan, but couldn't find this song anywhere. Then I found out it's actually a Concrete Blonde song! And an awesome one at that. Apparently all of the guitar solos on the album from which this comes (Bloodletting) are in the Lydian mode. How 'bout that! One time I sang this song at Blueberry Hill's karaoke while Concrete Blonde was playing just down the street at The Pageant, but it was like thirty bucks and at the time I couldn't afford it. It was sweet, though.
MustardRØB:Ukulele, Keyboards, Harmonica, Vocals |
Joey, baby Don't get crazy Detours, fences I get defensive I know you've heard it all before So I won't say it anymore I'll just stand by and let you fight your secret war And though I used to wonder why I used to cry 'til I was dry Still sometimes I get that strange feelin' inside Oh, Joey if you're hurtin' so am I Joey, honey I've got the money All is forgiven Listen, listen And if I seemed to be confused I didn't mean to be with you And when you said I scared you, well I guess you scared me, too But we got lucky once before And I don't wanna close that door And if you're somewhere out there passed out on the floor Oh, Joey, I'm not angry anymore (SOLO) And if I seemed to be confused I didn't mean to be with you And when you said I scared you, well I guess you scared me, too But if it's love you're looking for Then I can give a little more And if you're somewhere drunk and passed out on the floor Oh, Joey, I'm not angry anymore ...Angry anymore ...Angry anymore ...Angry anymore |
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This is a super-sweet REM song from their album Green. I had the idea it'd make a sweet synthy technoish song (or at least that it'd sound sweet with some weird synth organ crap and a 16-beat rhythm) and voil¶, it's a new retelling of an REM classic.
MustardRØB:Keyboards, Vocals |
Follow me, don't follow me I've got my spine, I've got my Orange Crush Collar me, don't collar me I've got my spine, I've got my Orange Crush We are agents of the free I've had my fun and now it's time to (Over me, not over me) Serve your conscience overseas Comin' in fast, look over me Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh Follow me, don't follow me I've got my spine, I've got my Orange Crush Collar me, don't collar me I've got my spine, I've got my Orange Crush We are agents of the free I've had my fun and now it's time to (Over me, not over me) Serve your conscience overseas Comin' in fast, look over me Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh (SOLO) Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh, oh oh Ooooh, oh |
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It's always sweet to pull this one out in the middle of July or April or whatever completely non-Xmas month we can think of. Also, it'd be sweet to pull out during the Xmas season. Ya know? Silent Night is an old standard. We usually only sing the first verse.
MustardRØB:Accordion, Vocals |
Silent night Holy night All is calm All is bright Round yon virgin, mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly pe-eace Sleep in heavenly peace |
| This song was originally an instrumental called "Moon Over Naples" by Bert Kaempfert. Eddie Snyder and Charles Singleton added lyrics and retitled it "Spanish Eyes." The most famous version was sung by Al Martino, whose career the song resurrected (it was apparently the first UK #1 hit record ever). Al Martino went on to play Johnny Fontane in The Godfather, among other things. Others who have performed this ultra-famous and ultra-sweet song include Charlie Rich, Elvis Presley, The Ventures, Pat Boone, Johnny Mathis, Santo & Johnny, Englebert Humperdinck, Al Di Meola, Ray Conniff, Billy Vaughan, Placido Domingo, Al Hirt, Tom Jones, Liberace, Willie Nelson, Hank Snow, and prob'ly like a billion others.
MustardRØB:Accordion, Vocals |
Blue Spanish eyes Teardrops are falling from your Spanish eyes Please Please don't cry This is just adios and not goodbye Soon Soon I'll return Bringing you all the love your heart can hold Please Say "si, si" Say you and your Spanish eyes will stay with me (SOLO) Soon Soon I'll return Bringing you all the love your heart can hold Please Say "si, si" Say you and your Spanish eyes will stay with me Say you and your Spanish eyes will stay with me! |
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This is the old Exciters number, which someone told me Ani DiFranco redid somewhat recently. Actually, the story is kind of funny: I was playing a show as Googolplexia and I played this song at some point during my set. Since the show was at the Muff Dive, a bunch of lesbians were there, and one of them came up to me later and said she really liked the Ani song I did. I was like "uhh...?" and started rackin' my brain, and that was all I could come up with. "Yeah, that's the one!" she said. Okay, girlie! Anyway, it's one radical song and I had the idea to do it when in Fall of 2002 I was visiting Brad & Martha in New York City, and we went to Coney Island, and I went to the boardwalk to get some cotton candy, and some radio was playing the Exciters version of this song really loudly, and it was like "Yeah no kiddin'." It was awesome...unless it's wrong in my brain; maybe we were already doing the song by the time of the Coney Island incident, and I was just like "Yeah" anyway. This song has a sweet xylophone part. Well, whatever, just read the lyrics.
MustardRØB:Keyboards, Vocals |
I know somethin' about love You've gotta want it bad If that guy's got into your blood Go out and get him If you want him to be The very heart of you Makes you want to breathe Here's the thing to do, you gotta CHORUS: Tell him, that you're never gonna leave him Tell him, that you're always gonna love him Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now I know somethin' about love You gotta show it and Make him see the moon up above Reach out and get it If you want him to Make your heart sing out If you want him to Only think of you, you gotta (CHORUS) Ever since the world began, It's been that way for man And woman, were created To make love their destiny Then why should true love be So...complicated? I know something about love You gotta take his hand Show him what the world is made of One kiss will prove it If you want him to be Always by your side Take his hand tonight Swallow your foolish pride, you gotta (CHORUS) (CHORUS) (CHORUS) |
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This is some wicked Dinosaur Jr song originally from their album Green Mind. At some point we wanted Hannah to play flute on it (cuz there's a boss flute riff for it) for a live show, but she couldn't figure it out in time. Bummer. This mother is on Stage Presence Not Included, but we do a slightly different version now (when we do it at all) with a metronome and some spaced-out stuff going on.
MustardRØB:Keyboards, Vocals |
Steppin' out, I tried to fix it Pulled my thumb out of that hole Give me the ingredients I'll mix it How can ya move without a soul? CHORUS: There never really is a good time There's always nothin' much to say Pretty good not doin' that fine, Gettin' up most every day An excuse is all you're in for The abuse is all you crave Sure you know just what is in store Wait and see if I'll behave (CHORUS) If there's a time just let me know now When it's with you I'll be glad That I was right there just to show you At least it's more than what you had (CHORUS) |
| Ron and RØB went Trick-or-Treating on Halloween of 2001. They dressed up as "Mustardfish," wearing their stage clothing as costumes for the trick-or-treating process. In addition, they brought the mandolin and the ukulele, so when people opened their doors, it was decided that they would have "Trick or Treat" sung and playedto them rather than just shouted. This simple and short song is the result of that.
Also, when Mustardfish plays their "wandering minstrel" shows at art openings and the like, they often sing peoples' full names to the tune of "Trick Or Treat." People tend to get a kick out of hearing their names sung. Go figure!
MustardRØB:Ukulele, Vocals |
Trick... Or... Treat! |
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This is, of course, the awesome Spin Doctors song. I play accordion, and Ron rocks out on some guitar and kazoo or something. Lots of energy. Wicked stuff.
MustardRØB:Accordion, Vocals |
One, two, princes kneel before you That what I said now Princes, princes who adore you Just go ahead now One has, diamonds in his pockets That's some bread, now This one, said he wants to buy you rockets Ain't in his head, now This one, he got a princely racket That's what I said now Got some big seal upon his jacket Ain't in his head now You marry him, your father will condone you How 'bout that now You marry me, your father will disown you He'll eat his hat, now CHORUS #1: Marry him, marry me I'm the one that loves you baby can't you see? I ain't got no future or family tree But I know what a prince and lover ought to be I know what a prince and lover ought be... CHORUS #2: Said if you, want to call me baby Just go ahead now And if you, would like to tell me maybe Just go ahead now And if you, want to buy me flowers Just go ahead now And if you, would like to talk for hours Just go ahead now One, two, princes kneel before you That what I said now Princes, princes who adore you Just go ahead now One has, diamonds in his pockets That's some bread, now This one, said he wants to buy you rockets Ain't in his head, now (CHORUS #1) (CHORUS #2) And if you, want to call me baby Just go ahead now And if you, would like to tell me maybe Just go ahead now And if you, wanna buy me flowers Just go ahead now And if you, would like to talk for hours Just go ahead now If you want to call me baby Just go ahead now And if you like to tell me maybe Just go ahead now If you want to buy me flowers Just go ahead now And if you like to talk for hours Just go ahead now Oh Baby! Just go ahead now Oh! Just just go ahead now Oh, your majesty! (Just go ahead now) Come on forget the King and just...marry me! (Just go ahead now) Come on, come on, come on (Just go ahead now) Go ahead now REPEAT, FADE |
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Yo 'dis a Pixies song. We were playing it as early as summer/fall 2001, but didn't put it on Stage Presence Not Included for some reason. It's fun to play but sometimes my guitar gets out of tune on its own (hopefully that will stop now) and it sounds all weird (this is the only song I play guitar on, so far). It's sweet, dudes. Once we played it acoustic at a Gully, it was wicked.
MustardRØB:Guitar, Vocals |
STOP. With yer feet in the air and yer head on the ground You'll try this trick, and spin it--yeah! Yer head'll collapse, but there's nothing in it, so you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Way out, in the water, see it swimmin' I was swimmin' in the Caribbean Animals were hidin' behind a rock Except a little fish, but "they told me," he said, Tryin' to talk to me to me to me Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Way out, in the water, see it swimmin' (SOLO) (REPEAT FIRST VERSE) |