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LYRICS BY TOM X. CHAO

 

Warning: explicit lyrics

 

The Only Record (EP, 2004)

 

THE PEOPLE WE KNOW

I have been around this scene

I've suffered through your show

Your stand-up act is next to worthless

I thought you ought to know

 

No one should encourage you

You should be booed offstage

But you get laughs from drunks in bars,

and that fills me with rage

 

The people we know who think they're really funny,

but they aren't at all—they just annoy me, baby

Everywhere you go and everyone you see

tries their hand at humor, but it's just a tragedy

But it’s just a tragedy

 

You seemed pleasant when we met

I wanted you, but then

I found out that you're just another

downtown comedienne

 

I listened to your tired jokes

about the dates you've had

Instead of making witty insights,

you made yourself look bad

 

The people we know who went to NYU

and graduated yesterday, but they're not funny

Everywhere you go and everyone you see

joined a sketch group, but they're not funny to me

No, they're not funny to me

 

Making people laugh is easy

without a cheap insult,

but your forced delivery

Makes it look difficult

 

When you seek to entertain

drunken heckling fools,

you will find the biggest joke

has been played–on you

 

The people we know who trained at UCB

and took all of their classes, now they think they're funny

Everywhere you go and everyone you see

shouts out some old cliché, then they call it comedy 

Yeah, they call it comedy

 

Years have passed since things were funny

All the greats have died

or they're aging rapidly

and go unrecognized

 

Coda I

I have been around this scene too long,

and I will tell you something I have learned

 

Coda II

I've got rage that I can't express in words

 

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NOW

1. She and I had nothing in common at all,

but we walked up and down in the shopping mall

As the blazing sun poured through the skylights above,

somehow I slipped in—and out—of love

now

 

2. Well, I thought the atmospheric conditions seemed right

as we walked along silently into the night

There's no need to talk when we've got our Walkmen™ on

because we understand love is a song

now

 

Chorus:

A glimpse of heaven seems hellish

when a glimpse is all I can get

And I shouldn't embellish

all the thoughts that I can't forget

 

3. The compass needle of my heart is pointing at you

Even in a magnetic storm it remains true

Like the fundamental force of gravity,

you exert a strange charm over me

now

 

4. The scent of jasmine is borne on a summer breeze,

but it only elicits bad memories

I recall it was the scent that you wore

on the night you threw me out the door

now

 

Chorus

 

5. She's the prettiest girl who I've ever seen,

whether in the flesh or in a magazine

I'd do anything just to be with her,

but I guess that will never occur

NOW

 

 

DEBSTER-MANIA

In the ivy-covered halls of higher learning,

one grad student made my heart start yearning

While she strode through all the empty corridors,

then I daydreamed of her more and more

 

I recall her by the elevator

She was going to grade some papers later

She looked beautiful in her tweed jacket

I think they call that herringbone fabric

 

Sunlight glinted off the polished tiles,

making her red hair redder in the library aisles

I met with her during her office hours

It's so safe and warm up in the ivory tower

 

I recall her by the elevator

She was meeting her advisor later

She looked beautiful in her tweed jacket

I think they call that herringbone fabric

 

Now I often wonder what has happened to her

By this time she should have gotten tenure

So does she work as an assistant lecturer?

Or did she go into the private sector?

 

I recall her by the elevator

She was going to test some subjects later

She looked beautiful in her tweed jacket

I think they call that herringbone fabric

 

She left little of her which to cherish

I hope she published and didn't perish

Who knows of her dreams and what became of them?

Who knows anything? Well, that's the problem.

 

 

CLOSING THEME

Now it's time

to close the door and turn out the lights

It's time to for us to go

and say, "Good night"

 

Lend a hand

to help turn all the chairs upside-down

Only the streetlights shine

upon this town

 

When we leave

no faintest trace of us will linger here

So let us toast and raise

a cup of cheer

 

Fare thee well

while wand'ring through the hills and valleys too

May every shooting star

be kind to you

 

'Round the world

all lovers slumber warm in their beds

the golden moon looks down

upon their heads

 

When you sleep

we hope you'll dream of us in some small way

and hold us in your hearts

another day

 

Memories

that have no shape or outline you can grasp

Some day they'll all return

into your clasp

 

Words have failed

to say the things that we really mean

But later you'll discern

our thoughts unseen

 

Now it's time

to close the door and turn out the lights

It's time to for us to go

and say, "Good night"

 

 

I WISH I WERE PRETTY (single)

She said "I wish I were pretty, I wish I were smart,

but deeper inside, I've got a beating heart."

I said "I wish you were pretty, don't care if you're smart.

I know that your whole is greater than some of your parts."

 

She said, "I'm glad you can add, but can you subtract

your vision of me from the list of things you have lacked?"

I said, "Your grip has grown tighter, but you've grown diffused.

Each touching farewell just seems to leave me bruised."

 

I killed all our houseplants and nearly the pets

with almost-uncanny desiccating effects.

While paint keeps on peeling and pens have run dry,

her fertile humidity makes rain fall from the sky.

 

She said, "I'm ripe for advancement and promotion and stuff.

I know I'm ambitious and smart and pretty enough."

She said, "While you have retreated so deep in your mind,

I've gone out to live and grab everything I can find."

 

 

WOMAN, I'M AN ASSHOLE (single)

Woman, I'm an asshole.

I told you that when we first met.

I cannot ask you to forgive

failings you should not forget.

 

Woman, I'm an asshole.

I'm just a dirty callous cad.

But you should represent much more

than merely someone’s passing fad

 

(Bridge)

I should have been an astronaut or an athlete who competes in a lonely sport,

like climbing up the side of a mountain in the dark.

I should have been much better than I am, so we would not have to face the last resort.

I should have been a psychic healer or a greedy financier.

 

I should apologize to you

for everything that I am not.

Apologies aren't what you need;

apologies are all I've got.

 

Woman, I don't love you.

Romantic love does not exist.

It's just a ploy to sell you things,

stupid things you can't resist.

 

(From Callous Cad 2009-2011.)

 

 

IT’S TOO EARLY TO CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS (Single, 2023)

It’s too early to celebrate Christmas

Christmas is still three weeks away

We hate to see your to-do list is

crammed with plans for the holiday

 

It’s too early to celebrate Christmas

Please exert some self-control

When you start too early and become breathless

You invite madness into your soul

 

Put away fruitcakes and toy trains and huge inflatable candy canes,

also the pear tree with the bird

Hold off on the festive cheese logs, sexy elves, or heavily spiked eggnogs

until at least the twenty-third

 

Trying to buy the frankincense, but there’s more incidents of road rage

in the parking lot down by the mall

It hasn’t even snowed, and it’s too soon for sensory overload,

so just sit back and watch the evening fall

 

It’s too early to celebrate Christmas

It’s too late to stop the onslaught of cheer

Don’t make the day about retail business

You make yourself seem insincere

 

When the swearing and uncaring become grossly overbearing

and you’re tearing at your hair while trimming trees

Someone pass some laws to cause your neighbor’s robot Santa Claus

to pause, then you can unclench your jaw and breathe

 

It’s too early to celebrate Christmas

Christmas is not some kind of test

It’s too early to celebrate Christmas

For Christ’s sake, give it a rest

​

 

Statement of Intent (EP, 2024)

​

MOVING BACK TO HOLLYWOOD

Well, I'm moving back to Hollywood; I gotta get some new friends

I've been away too long, yeah; I gotta find some new friends

I'm sorry that that crazy guy killed all of my old friends

Yeah, I'm sorry that that cult killed all of my old friends

  

Well, it looks like I got out just in time

Thanks to the people who helped deprogram me

I was the only one who made it out alive

The hillside was blazing, and naked I ran outside

 

I'm moving back to Hollywood; I gotta get some new friends

I've been away too long, yeah; could you all be my new friends?

Let's go to Barney's Beanery and get some chili, my friends

After I lay a wreath at the grave of my old friends

 

The FBI was unable to close the case

The killers are running loose with all their power tools

I can never forget the sights I saw

Somebody option my screenplay, it must have legs

 

Hey, man … say, man … spray tan … no

Feeding pigeons … having visions … invent religions … whoa

Vermont … Larchmont … taco restaurant … that’s what I want

Take the 10 West … past the 5 North … to the 101 … then get off

 

When the sun sets over House of Pies in Hollywood

After your friends are murdered, and you're alone in Hollywood

Look up your contacts from film school now in Hollywood

Raise a solitary toast at Ye Rustic Inn … in Hollywood

 

 

I HAVE HEARD

1 I have heard that they have got some

pretty girls around here, although

I cannot find any of them

Where the fuck* is everyone? I don’t know…

 

2 I just landed at the spaceport

Wondering where the pretty girls are

There’s nobody in this food court

Only robots working the sushi bar

 

3 Thought there'd be some swinging revels

Where the hell's the party rave scene?

Suddenly on higher levels

I see my face flash on a giant screen!

 

BRIDGE

Around the world, the church bells rang

"Tom Chao must die," everyone sang

Ten billion aliens laughed aloud

They burned my picture in a crowd!

 

They showed it all on CNN

Rolled back and showed it all again

The aliens storm into the streets

Their hatred of me is complete! 

 

4 Then I shriek and run for cover

All these androids want to blast me

Jetpack cyborg starts to hover

Over the escape pod I really need!

 

5 Woman in the spacesuit locker,

she takes off her metal bra and

beckons to me; I run towards her,

then fall through a huge hole I never saw!

 

6 Now I’m floating, trapped in stasis

While a huge mob waits to burn me

Why did I leave Earth? This place is

nothing like the ads they show on TV!

 

 

I JUST SAT DOWN

1. I ride the elevator

up fifty floors or so

I look out of the window

at tiny figures below

Fog's rolling in somehow

A flashing light in Frogtown

I cannot help you right now

I just sat down

Chorus: I just sat down

 

2. I just took off my coat

I just walked in the door

Where is the coffee cart?

Is it up on our floor?

There's footsteps in the hall

There's something going wrong

Don't put me on conference call

I just sat down

Chorus: I just sat down

 

3. I just turned on my laptop

I haven't checked my e-mail

I can't think without caffeine

Someone hopes I will fail

I hear some anxious murmurs

I see an unhappy frown

Someone restart the servers

I just sat down

Chorus: I just sat down

 

BRIDGE

You can see it in his eyes, the CEO is tiring

of spending so much of his own money on new hiring

He’s going to use AI, then start conspiring

with HR to do a lot of firing

 

4. Why are you talking to me?

Can't you see I just got here?

I cannot find any keys

I sense some danger near

Outside the air is heavy

The sky is turning brown

I feel it on my skin

I just sat down

Chorus: I just sat down

 

​

Music for Downtown Theater (EP, 2025)

 

CANNOT BE DENIED

Every lonely person has to turn

to the mirror and look deep inside

at the things that they have have failed to learn

and the things that CANNOT BE DENIED

 

See that girl you really wanted

walking down the street; well, she's a new bride

Now your endless tears are haunted

by another thing that CANNOT BE DENIED

 

Bridge:

There can be no defense

Against the thing that makes no sense

 

If you listen very carefully

you will hear the sound of me dying

And if everyone sounds just like me

you will hear a chorus of crying

 

Every loss that you cannot erase

Leads you closer to your suicide

Other logic breaks down in the face

of the thing that cannot ever be denied

 

[From Cats Can See the Devil 2003]

 

 

LOWER YOUR STANDARDS

1. Lower your standards  and everything will be fine

You can have anyone you don't want anytime

Lower your standards further than you can see

Where is the baseline?  Negative infinity.

 

2. Look at your friends and see how far they went down

just to find someone you can't stand to be around.

Well, you must compromise all of your ideals,

then you will know exactly how good it feels.

 

3. When you have freed yourself from false hopes, you will get

all of the love that you haven't figured out yet!

Lose all your expectations and you will see

Just what it means to have no identity.

 

4. "Swimming upstream and smashing your head on the wall"

is a mixed metaphor, but then aren't we all?

Blinded by tears, you race through the streets unaware,

then you are struck and killed by a chill in the air.

 

[From Can’t Get Started 2000]

 

 

CULTURE JAMMING!  (LOVE THEME FROM THE NEGATIVE ENERGY FIELD)

1. I can't sing but you can sing so sweetly ;

you know how to get rid of me quite discreetly.

Everyone is waiting for some service,

but you only serve to make me very nervous.

 

2. You know fifty different ways to hurt;

you've got a Kalishnikov  hiding under your skirt!

Culture jamming , internet spamming,

counter-programming; baby, with faint praise you're damning.

 

Bridge

I don't know when I will ever learn,

but Chuck Bukowski said, "Scream when you burn!"

(Scream when you burn)

 

3. I know you have played your little part,

so don't show me your cleverly transgressive art

There is nothing left to deconstruct,

so better activate nuclear self-destruct.

 

4. Heap contempt on me and all the others,

guess I've got to build myself a robot lover.

to the blandishments of The Negative Energy Field?

[From The Negative Energy Field 1999]

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