produced spring 1978 at 177 park st, upper montclair nj
in memory of Nashville, Tennessee
potentially publishable by H P Music (Ascap)

**lyrics**
Elvis Costello is coming over
With him he will bring Yvette Mimieux
And expect the rest
I'm your latest guest
We will have a party and we'll last all day

President Carter will only drop by
Yes, but don't forget Charles Nelson Reilly
I have passed the test
I'm your latest guest
We will have a meeting and I'll speak all day
We will have a picnic and we'll eat all day
We will have an orgy and we'll (beeeep) all day
We will have a comic and we'll laugh all day
Wе will have a bottle and we'll drink all day
Wе will have a checkbook and we'll buy all day
We will have a combo and we'll dance all day
We will have exhaustion and we'll sleep all day
Tomorrow
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1978

Гремит моя музыка, трещит потолок.
Мама ругается: она не любит рок.
Я со злости бью кулаком о стол,
И хотя я слаб, не выдержал он,
А-а! А-а-а! А-а!

Я одеваюсь, Я иду гулять
А на улице грязь, и лужи опять.
Я смотрю на лужи и вот-вот закричу:
Мне вся эта грязь напоминает мочу.
А-а-а-а-а! а-а! а-а-а! а-а! а-а!

Но тут же меня забирает милиция —
«Это что за одежда? Ты что, фашист?»,
На участках надоело каждый день повторять —
«Не ваше дело, в чём мне гулять!»
А-а! А-а-а! А-а! А-а!

Мне задают вопрос — «Мальчик, где ты рос?»,
Я отвечаю — «В стране горя и слёз.»,
Я говорю что думаю, я не умею лгать,
Я падонок, я гнида, мне на всё наплевать.
А-а! А-а-а А-а! А-а! А-а!
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Гремит моя музыка 1989, Фанатская обработка 2025.

2008

[Verse 1]
Always take it slow, I'm just a little too bold
I'm growing older than my age
I can't believe, I can't believe that
You've been on my mind
Oh, call it like you see it, I'm a little too early
Let it be, I'm just a puddle of mud
Staining everything I see
That walks all over me

[Chorus]
I give it up
You're just a bottle of Coke
I'm just a little too broke to believe it
Count me in
I'm just the grayest drown
And you're the talk of the town, can you believe it?

[Verse 2]
Wise men say I'm foolish, I just give 'em all a grin
The wise are prudent, never walking on a limb
I live on stars that burn so bright they close their eyes
Typically I'm weak when I'm a little bit nervous
Oh, you think I'm such a competent fool
I'm telling everyone I know I'm strolling streets

[Chorus]
I give it up
You're just a bottle of Coke
I'm just a little too broke to believe it
Count me in
I'm just the grayest drown
And you're the talk of the town, can you believe it?

[Bridge]
I just keep on hoping you think
What you think when you thought
That I was gold, and I'm not
But I give you what I got
I'm just a little bit old
When I need to be young
I'm just a little bit young
When I need to be

[Chorus]
I give it up
You're just a bottle of Coke
I'm just a little too broke to believe it
Count me in
I'm just the grayest drown
And you're the talk of the town, can you believe...

I give it up
You're just a bottle of Coke
I'm just a little too broke to believe it
Count me in
I'm just the grayest drown
And you're the talk of the town, can you believe it?

[Outro]
I just keep on hoping you think
What you think when you thought
That I was gold, and I'm not
But I give you what I got
I'm just a little bit old
When I need to be young
I'm just a little bit young
When I need to be...

I just keep on hoping you think
What you think when you thought
That I was gold, and I'm not
But I give you what I got
I'm just a little bit old
When I need to be young
I'm just a little bit young...