First time, we got new album out, uhm
Yeah, thank you very much
(One, two, three, four)
We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels ‘cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, “There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see”
But I wandered through my playing cards
Would not let her be
One of 16 vestal virgins
We’re leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

Version Denmark 2006

I was checking out Jim Carroll’s bio and was surprised to learn he authored The Basketball Diaries, a fairly popular book with the students I was teaching at the time. I was also surprised to learn that in 2009 Jim Carroll died!

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Maybe you should stay with yo’ mama (Mama)
She could do your laundry and cook for you
Maybe you should stay with yo’ mama (Mama)
You’re really kinda stupid and ugly too!

[Refrain]
Maybe you should stay with yo’ mama
She could do your laundry and cook for you
Maybe you should stay with yo’ mama
You’re really kinda stupid and ugly too

[Verse 1]
You ain’t really made for bein’ out in the street
Ain’t much hope for a fool like you
Cause if you play the game, you will get beat

[Chorus]
Maybe you should stay with yo’ mama (Mama)
She could do your laundry and cook for you
Maybe you should stay with yo’ mama (Mama)
You’re really kinda stupid and ugly too, and

[Verse 2]
You should never smoke in pajamas
You might start a fire and burn your face
Maybe you’ll return to Managua (Where)
You could go unnoticed in such a place

[Refrain]
You should never smoke in pajamas
You might start a fire and burn your face
Maybe you’ll return to Managua (Where)
You could go unnoticed in such a place

[Verse 3]
You ain’t really made for bein’ out in the street
Ain’t much hope for a fool like you
Cause if you play the game, you will get beat

[Outro]
Patrick O’Hearn, Adrian Belew
Tommy Mars, Terry Bozzio
Peter Wolf, Ed Mann
Thanks for coming to the concert
Goodnight!