From Introducing Sparks (1977) by Sparks

A Big Surprise (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 3:42

No use in our pretending we don't know what we know
We know a lot of things
I know each muscle on your back and every toe
But you've held out on me, I can tell from your eyes
Disguising the ace that you hold

I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
It's boy meets girl and here we go once again

Where is that Yankee ingenuity
Somebody told me how the motion picture would end
I turned and glared at them
And then I read the way the world was going to end
With a whimpering sound, not a banging away
I'm sorry I gave it away

I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite

It's boy meets girl and here we go once again
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite

It's boy meets girl and here we go once again
Where is that Yankee ingenuity
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
It's boy meets girl and here we go once again

Where is that Yankee ingenuity
Break the rules and make a fool out of me
Where is that Yankee ingenuity right now

I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite

Occupation (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 5:17

La, La
An Occupation

La, La
An Occupation

La, La
An Occupation for you

We cowboys are a hardy breed
We eat our beans and tumbleweed
We're good on horses, good with guns
We smell but so does everyone

Oh La, La
An Occupation for you
La, La
An Occupation for you

We doctors are important men
We make you feel well again
You open wide and we look in
And throw in several aspirin

Oh La, La
An Occupation for you
La, La
An Occupation for you

There are

Soldiers
Sailors
Stuntmen
Jailers
Jewelers
G-men

Unless your daddy's rich

You need an-ah
You need an-ah
You need an
Occupation

You need an-ah
You need an-ah
You need an
Occupation

La, La
An occupation for you

We athletes run around and round
We moan and groan and hit the ground
And when we get to 35
We sell cosmetics and survive

Oh La, La
An Occupation for you
La, La
An Occupation for you

There are

Bodyguards
Bouncers
TV announcers
Farmers
Models

Unless your daddy's rich

You need
La, La
An Occupation for you

(How 'bout salesmen? Huh?)

We salesmen can sell a storm
We'll sell ya blankets when you're warm
And if you're really really warm
We'll sell ya two
We've got that charm

('n pilots)

We pilots take you anywhere
We'll be your father in the air
We'll try to look calm and cool
But we're as scared as all of you (Ha, ha)

There are

Soldiers and
Sailors
Stuntmen
Jailers
Jewelers
G-men

Unless your daddy's filthy rich
You need
La, La
An occupation for you

Ladies (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 3:06

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Ladies, Ladies
On the sofa next to me
Are Dinah Shore and Sara Lee

Ladies, Ladies
In the backyard climbing trees
Are Princess Grace and Margaret Meade

Ladies, Ladies
And you pull in the driveway, you've been out shopping
I got a hide them, hide all you ladies
Lay down and smile, they're disappearing
And then right after, I welcome home my only lady

Ladies, Ladies
Jackie's in the powder room
Lois Lane will be here soon

Ladies, Ladies
Eva Braun is cracking jokes
While Joan of Arc just sits and smokes

Ladies, Ladies
When I call up some buddies, "Hey, come on over,
There's ladies present!" We'll be right over!
The ladies hear me, they're disappearing
And then right after,
My friends ask me where are all the ladies?
All of the ladies?

Ladies, Ladies
In the kitchen baking cake
Is Betty Crocker

Ladies, Ladies
Dolly Parton's in my pool
And Aunt Jemima's acting cool

Ladies, Ladies
They're really great in person
They get me going
But, I'm not pushy
Don't want to blow it
No six packs know it
They started fading
Come back my ladies
Where would I be without my ladies?
Ladies
Etc.

I'm Not (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 3:26

I'm not
I'm not

First I wake up and not shave
Not a very pretty day
Look at the time
It's time to not go out to work today
I'm not at my best today
I'm not getting dressed today
Look at the time
It's time to not eat lunch with you today

I'm not fooling when I say
I'm not myself any day
I'm not
In or out or up or down
I'm not
Shutting up or yelling out
I'm not, I'm not
I'm not

I'm not buying nothing new
And I'm not trying nothing new
No one makes me feel
As though it matters what I do
I'm not watching my TV
And I'm not reading magazines
And I'm not missing much
And that ain't hard for me to see

You're not my type but you can stay
That's long enough, now go away
I'm not
In or out or up or down
I'm not
Shutting up or yelling out
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not

I'm not
I'm not

First I wake up and not shave
Not a very pretty day
Look at the time
It's time to not go out to work today

(I'm not) I'm not
(I'm not) I'm not
(I'm not) I'm not
(I'm not) I'm not

Forever Young (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 3:27

I'm gonna beat the devil and stay forever
(forever young, forever young)
I can't be pushed around and i won't get older
(forever young, forever young)

Forever young, forever young, tonite and every nite
Forever young, forever feeling right

I'll sit and watch the history books get thicker
(forever young)
(forever young)
I'll meet a million girls in a million places
(forever young)


Forever young, forever young, tonite and every nite
Forever young, forever feeling right
You say I'm playing god, but you're old and wasted
(forever young)


Bright lights will burn forever and I'll still see them
(forever young)
I've broken every rule and I'll break this last one
(forever young)

Goofing Off (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 4:26

Well, the world has started spinning
'cause the weekend is beginning
So grab anything that moves and bring some cash
Yeah, i'm looking at your body
And i think i need your body

Yeah, the whole entire body, bring it here
And we've got two days to try to forget
A week of crap and crud
And we've got two days, so get over here
We're gonna goof off good

Goofing off, goofing off
I can do it, do it, do it perfectly
Goofing off, goofing off
It's the only thing i gladly do for free
I'm goin' non-stop for 48 hours

Then i'll collapse right here
Then i'll be scooped up and carried to work
And propped up in a chair
Goofing off, goofing off, goofing off

Plough your way through monday morning
Plough your way through tuesday morning
Plough your way through wednesday,
Thursday, friday too

Then the world begins to spin and spin and spin
And spin and spin and i become a raving,
Raving, ranting fool

We're in the weekend, don't blow it, oh no
Don't blow that two day pass
We're in the weekend, so get up and go
Don't sit down on your ass

Goofing off, goofing off
I can do it, do it, do it perfectly
Goofing off, goofing off
It's the only thing i gladly do for free
I'm goin' non-stop for 48 hours

Girls on the Brain (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 3:41

I searched the whole encyclopedia from A to Z
And had no luck, no luck
It listed beriberi, menopause, and even halitosis
No luck, no luck
And then I asked my brother who is kinda thick
Tell me what I got, I'm feeling really sick

Brother keep away from me
You got girls on the brain
It's really rough when you got
You got girls on the brain

Everytime I go to church
I just can't think about the Lord at all
(Girls on the brain) At all
(Girls on the brain) At all
Everytime I go to work
It seems I'm always walking into walls
(Girls on the brain) Them old walls
(Girls on the brain) Oh no

It's getting worse and worse
And then you pat me on the back
In fifty years you may outgrow it
Just like that
But until then I got
I got girls on the brain

Girls on the brain
Girls on the brain
Boy I'm in pain
They drive me insane
It's really rough when you got
You got girls on the brain
(God knows it's rough)

I'll give this hundred dollar bill
To anybody who can help at all
Don't everybody shout at once
It seems there's nothing can be done at all
It's getting worse and worse but lately
I can live with it
I'm starting to enjoy it
Just a little bit

Like it or not I got
I got girls on the brain
Like it or not I got
I got girls on the brain

Over the Summer (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 3:50

You've got to trust in summer, miracles can happen if you do
'cause all that heat speeds change in everything, maybe even you

If you're a summertime believer
If you're a summertime believer
July, you were the plainest of janes
Through august, you got rearranged
September, you're not just a brain

Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer
I tried to find myself this summertime,
I found you instead
And please forgive me karen, but in june
You were kind of dead

But, then we had that three day hot spell
You really turned into a bombshell
July, you were the plainest of janes
Through august, you got rearranged
September, you're not just a brain

Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer|
Over the summer you're under the summer sun
Over the summer you're under the summer sun
Over the summer you're under the summer sun

Lying there, lying there, lying there, getting hot
You know the records that i got in june don't sound good no more
And all the clothes i bought in june are now rotting in my drawers
But you're a different girl, much better
A little redder, but much better
Was it just the heat of the sun
Was it that you had lots of fun
I wish that the summer weren't done

Those Mysteries (Ron Mael, Russell Mael) - 5:03

Why is there time
Why is there space
Why are there dogs and cats and trees and the human race
And why am I here and not over there
Oh why, oh why

And why are there nuns
And why do they pray
And where do we go when we pass away
And why, when I ask my Dad does he say
Go ask your Mom or just go away
And OK, I'll go away
But they won't go away

CHORUS
Those mysteries
Tomorrow I'll find out all I should know
Those mysteries
I don't even know what I don't even know
Those mysteries
They're hanging 'round and around and 'round and 'round
(x2)

Why is there you
Why is there me
Why does my Mother kiss my Father occasionally
And why am I sore whenever I'm hit
Oh why, oh why

And why is there France
And why is there Spain
And why am I here and why is there rain
And why when I ask my Dad does he say
Go ask your Mom or just go away
And OK, I'll go away
But they won't go away

(CHORUS)

Why is there time
Why is there space