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Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: If I Had $1,000,000

Duration: 04'26"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11B–4–106

Last play: 03/01/2019 at 21:44:39

If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you a house (I would buy you a house) And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) I'd buy you furniture for your house (Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman) And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you a K-Car (A nice reliant automobile) And if I had a million dollars I'd buy your love If I had a million dollars (I'd build a tree-fort in our yard) If I had a million dollars (You could help it wouldn't be that hard) If I had a million dollars (Maybe we could put a little tiny fridge In there somewhere) We could just go up there and hang out (Like open the fridge and stuff And there'd all be foods laid out for us Like little pre-wrapped sausages and things They have pre-wrapped sausages But they don't have pre-wrapped bacon) Well, can you blame them? (Yeah!) If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you a fur a coat (But not a real fur coat, that's cruel) And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you an exotic pet (Yep, like a llama or an emu) And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you John Merrick's remains (Ooh all them crazy elephant bones) And if I had a million dollars I'd buy your love If I had a million dollars (We wouldn't have to walk to the store) If I had a million dollars (We'd take a Limousine 'cause it costs more) If I had a million dollars (We wouldn't have to eat Kraft dinner) "But we would eat Kraft dinner (Of course we would, we'd just eat more) And buy really expensive ketchups with it (That's right, all the fanciest - Dijon ketchups) If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you a green dress (But not a real green dress, that's cruel) And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you some art (A Picasso or a Garfunkel) If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) Well, I'd buy you a monkey (Haven't you always wanted a monkey?) If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars) If I had a million dollars I'd be rich


Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: One Week

Duration: 02'49"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11B–7–113

Last play: 05/01/2019 at 10:23:42

[Verse 1] 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, saying "Get back together, come back and save me" Three days since the living room I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you Yesterday, you'd forgiven me But it'll still be two days 'til I say I'm sorry [Verse 2: Ed Robertson] Hold it now and watch the hoodwink As I make you stop, think You'll think you're looking at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes, because I'm all about value Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through Gonna make a break and take a fake I'd like a stinking aching shake I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours 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 [Chorus] How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad? Trying 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 [Verse 3] 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 And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry [Verse 4: Ed Robertson] Chickity China, the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' Watching X-Files with no lights on We're dans la maison 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 Gonna get a set of 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 that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing [Chorus] How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad? Trying 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 losing my shirt [Verse 5] It's been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to your 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 'til we say we're sorry [Outro] It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say "Wasabi" Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie


Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Be My Yoko Ono

Duration: 02'43"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 8A–4–118

Last play: 14/09/2018 at 03:27:24

If there's someone you can live without, then do so And if there's someone you can just shove out, oh do so You can be my Yoko Ono You can fallow me wherever I go Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono woah Isn't it beautiful to see two people so much in love? Barenaked as two virgins hand in hand and hand and hand in glove Now that I'm far away it doesnt seem to me to be such a pain To have you hangin off my ankle like some kind of ball and chain Yo can be my Yoko Ono You can fallow me wherever I go Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono, woah Be my Yoko Oh no, here we go Our life is one big one pun Oh no, here we go, as Yoko sings about Aiee! I know that when I say this I may be stepping on pins and needles. But I don't like all these people Slagging her for breaking up the Beatles. Don't blame it on Yokey! if I was John and you were Yoko, I would gladly give up musical genius, just to have you as my very own, personal Venus. Hit it! You can be my Yoko Ono You can follow me wherever I go Be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono woah Be my, be my, be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono woah Be my, be my, be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono woah


Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Navigate

Duration: 04'44"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–130

Last play: 23/12/2018 at 15:45:49



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Lovers In A Dangerous Time

Duration: 04'07"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10B–5–141

Last play: 06/10/2018 at 12:44:28

Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by You never get to stop and open our eyes One minute you're waiting for the sky to fall The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time These fragile bodies of touch and taste This fragrant skin this hair like lace Spirits open to the thrust of grace Never a breath you can afford to waste Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time When you're lovers in a dangerous time Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight When you're lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time We were lovers in a dangerous time We were lovers in a dangerous time


Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Flying Dreams

Duration: 04'32"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11B–4–83

Last play: 07/01/2019 at 18:49:35



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: 20/20 Hindsight

Duration: 03'52"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11B–6–131

Last play: 27/12/2018 at 18:19:30



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: The Township Of King

Duration: 04'08"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10B–4–110

Last play: 09/10/2018 at 08:52:19



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Brian Wilson

Duration: 04'48"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 5A–5–153

Last play: 24/12/2018 at 05:22:50

Drove downtown in the rain Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night Just to check out the late night Record shop Call it impulsive Call it complusive Call it insanne But when I'm surrounded I just can't, stop It's a matter of instincts A matter of conditioning A matter of fact You can call me Pavlov's dog Ring a bell and I salivate How'd you like that? Dr. Landy tell me I'm not just a pedagogue 'Cuz right now I'm (chorus) Lyin in bed Just like Brian Wilson did Well I am Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did So I'm lying here Just staring at the ceiling tiles And I'm thinking about Oh, what to think about Just listening and relistening To Smiley Smile And wondering if this is some kind of creative drought Because I'm Chorus And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox Wondering where the hell all the Love has gone Playing my guitar and Building castles in the sun and Singing "Fun, Fun, Fun" Chorus I had a dream That I was three hundred pounds Snd though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me because I'm Chorus Drove downtown in the rain Nine-thirty on a tuesday night Just to check out the late-night Record shop Call it impulsive You can call it compulsive You can call it insane; But when I'm surrounded I just can't Stop


Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Pinch Me

Duration: 04'48"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false

Likes: 2; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 8B–6–95

Last play: 31/12/2018 at 05:56:41

It's the perfect time of year Somewhere far away from here I feel fine enough I guess Considering everything's a mess There's a restaurant down the street Where hungry people like to eat I could walk but I'll just drive It's colder than it looks outside It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone Then you try to scream, but it only comes out as a yawn When you try to see the world beyond your front door Take your time, 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile When you realize that a guy my size might take a while Just try to figure out what all this is for It's the perfect time of day To throw all your cares away Put the sprinkler on the lawn And run through with my gym shorts on Take a drink right from the hose Change in to some drier clothes Climb the stairs up to my room And sleep away the afternoon It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn When you try to see the world beyond your front door Take your time, 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile When you realize that a guy my size might take a while Just try to figure out what all this is for Pinch me, pinch me 'cause I'm still asleep Please God tell me that I'm still asleep On an evening such as this It's hard to tell if I exist If I pack the car and leave this town Who'll notice that I'm not around? I could hide out under there I just made you say underwear I could leave, but I'll just stay All my stuff's here anyway It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone Then you try to scream, but it only comes out as a yawn When you try to see the world beyond your front door Take your time, cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile When you realize that a guy my size might take a while Just try to figure out what all this is for Try to figure out what all this is for Try to see the world beyond your front door


Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: We Took The Night

Duration: 02'14"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11B–5–111

Last play: 19/12/2018 at 19:55:15



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: Canada Dry

Duration: 03'09"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 4B–4–119

Last play: 13/11/2018 at 07:57:55



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: You + Me Vs The World

Duration: 03'38"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 5A–4–116

Last play: 04/01/2019 at 01:51:36



Artist: Barenaked Ladies

Title: The Old Apartment

Duration: 03'30"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 5B–5–80

Last play: 22/10/2018 at 22:13:39

Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry, Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over The hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dish rack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want ‘em back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two stairs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change the lock? Why did I have to break in? I only came here to talk But this is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstairs? How is her temper this year? I turned up your TV And stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don’t live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me and her body keeps me warm I am happy here This is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableaux I want them back I want them back But this is where we used to live I want them back This is where we used to live I want them back But this is where we used to live



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