Lyrics:The Meeting Song
| The Meeting Song |
| By: People Are Wrong! Cast |
| Year: 2002 |
Break it up, let's do it Break it down, down, let's do it again Break it up, let's do it Break it down, down, let's do it again My name is Katie (Hi Katie) I hail from Kansas (Like the Wizard of Oz) I like chrysanthemums (Pretty flower) And I was a crack whore Put my hands on the crack (The crack cocaine) Stuff it in the pipe (The crack pipe) Up, up, up, I'd torch it up Down, down, down, I'd suck it down I'd sell my body just to ride that train Feel no pain, that's crack cocaine You were so low, you had nowhere to go Tell us, how did you hear about Xanthus? Well I heard it from a waitress at the diner down the block She was always trying to help me get my sweet ass off the rock She got it from a lady, had a son in Delaware Who became a two-foot Jesus though he was Episcopalian His girlfriend was a Moonie who went Amish then revolted When she heard about a gardener who'd started up a cult Break it up, let's do it Break it down, down, let's do it again Break it up, let's do it Break it down, down, let's do it again My name is Mikey (Hi Mikey) I hail from Michigan (That's cold) I like magnolias (Pretty flower) And I was morbidly obese I had a custom-made chair (A big couch) A custom made shirt (A big blouse) And I sat around the house (He sat around the house) Up, up, up, I'd scarf it up Down, down, down, into my gut A man needs more than food to fill him up 'Cause food's no substitute for love You were so low, you had nowhere to go Tell us how did you hear about Xanthus? Well I heard it from my butcher who delivered twice a day He started as a vegan then discovered the fourth way His brother gave up drinking when he saw the head bopping Joined a fringe sect of the Mormons who were into smoking pot Which started an obsession with organic cultivation When he heard about a gardener teaching holy vegetation Break it up, let's do it Break it down, down, let's do it again Break it up, let's do it Break it down, down, let's do it again My name's Olivia (Hi Olly) I come from Ottawa (That's far) I like orchids (Pretty flower) And I have obsessive compulsive disorder I put my hand on the doorknob Take it off the doorknob Hand on the doorknob Take it off the doorknob Hand on the doorknob Take it off the doorknob Touch it three times That's obsessive compulsive disorder I'm touching the doorknob, I'm not touching the doorknob I'm touching the doorknob, I'm not touching the doorknob I'm touching the doorknob, I'm not touching the doorknob I'm touching the doorknob, I'm not touching the doorknob I'm touching the doorknob, I'm not touching the doorknob I'm touching the doorknob, I'm not touching the doorknob I'm touching (Not touching) I'm touching (Not touching) I'm touching (Not touching) My life was ruled by multiples of three 'Til a man named Xanthus set me free So if you're looking for contentment and the commune's overbooked Or you're stuck inside an ashram where your needs are overlooked It is Xanthus, he will save, it is Xanthus, he will heal It is Xanthus, he will mend a soul or tend an open field It is Xanthus, he's a healer and he knows just how you feel It is Xanthus, he's a gardener, he is mythic, he is real If you are low and have nowhere to go Won't you join us and come follow Xanthus? |
