Barenaked Ladies; One Week - What’d he say anyway?
It’s been, one week since you looked at me, Cocked your head to the side and said, “I’m angry.”
Five days since you laughed at me you said, “Get that together, Come back and see me.”
Three days since the living room, I realized its all my fault, but couldn’t tell you.
Yesterday you’d forgiven me but it’ll still be two days till I say I’m sorry.
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink As it’ll make you stop think
You think you’re lookin’ at Aquaman.
I summon fish to the dish Although I like the Chalet Swiss
and I like the sushi cuz its never touched the frying pan.
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I’m all about value.
Burt Kaempfert’s got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me
but I bust through
Like Andrew Lloyd, I’ve got a big show
Mine’s about a back-hoe
There’ll be a sound from the pavement
Gonna make a break and take a fake I’d like a stinkin’ achin’ shake
I like vanilla, it’s the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show, ’cause then you’ll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
‘Cause it’s so dangerous you’ll have to sign a waiver
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Tryin’ hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt.
It’s been, one week since you looked at me,
Threw your arms in the air and said, “You’re crazy.”
Five days since you tackled me,
I’ve still got the rug burns on both my knees
It’s been three days since the afternoon,
You realized it’s not my fault,
Not a moment too soon.
Yesterday you’d forgiven me but
And now I sit back and wait
Till you say you’re sorry.
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
Have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin’
Watchin’ X-Files with no lights on
We’re dans la mainson
I hope the Smoking Man’s in this one
Like Harrison Ford, I’m getting frantic
Like Sting, I’m tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy.
Like Kurasawa, I make mad films
Okay, I don’t make films
But if I did they’d have a Samurai
Like Skywalker, gotta big hunch
Hey, that’s my lunch
Yoda’s a really, really old guy
Gonna get a set a’ better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren’t always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
‘Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Tryin’ hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt.
It’s been, one week since you looked at me,
Dropped your arms to the sides and said, “I’m sorry.”
Five days since I laughed at you and said,
“You just did just what I thought you were gonna do”
Three days since the living room,
We realized we’re both to blame,
but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
‘Cause, it’ll still be two days
Till we say we’re sorry.
The Barenaked Ladies are:
Jim Creeggan - double bass, bass guitar, singing
Tyler Stewart - drums, singing
Steven Page - singing, acoustic and electric guitars
Ed Robertson - acoustic and electric guitars, singing
Kevin Hearn - keyboards, accordion, singing, electric guitar
“I never thought I’d finish that song,” Robertson recalls. “As soon as I started I was afraid to write it. Hip-hip and rapping and freestyling have been a part of what we do as a live band since the beginning, and we’re big fans of that kind of music. But it’s never really reared its head on any of our recordings, although it’s a huge part of what we do live We’re always freestyling.”
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Song and images Copyright 1997
Treat Baker Music SOCAN/WB Music Corp. ASCAP
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