City of Light

It's a B-Movie

Cutting Edge

Worthless

1. Main Title
2. They All Wake Up
3. Blanket's Dream
4. Air Conditioner Blows
5. They Decide to Go
6. They Look for Transportation
7. Out into the World
8. City of Lights
9. Blanket Looks for a Place to Sleep
10. Pond/Busby Berkley/The Meadow
11. Toaster's Dream
12. Storm
13. Blanket Is Blown Away
14. Waterfall
15. Vacuum Rescues the Group
16. They Sink in the Mud
17. In the Shop
18. Blender's Motor Is Sold
19. It's a 'B' Movie
20. Radio Is Stalked
21. Happy Travel
22. Into the City
23. Cutting Edge
24. Junkyard Montage
25. Worthless
26. Finale
27. End Title

Life is like a journey on a road that's within
Head says you should stay, but your heart says to begin
So you go
But you don't wanna go

Any life worth living
Isn't life just filled with ease
You just stay forgiving through the forest and the trees
And you'll go
Just where you wanna go

Time flies by in the city of light
Time stands still in the country
There's no time for a fuss and a fight
As we travel the land
And I'd be satisfied just to be not denied
To reside with some pride
While I ride
To the city, the city of light!

Light shines like a diamond in the city at night
When that diamond shines you know that everything's all right
But you know
We got a way to go

Let us meet the master
We don't wanna make him wait
You just keep a-knockin'
He will open up the gate
To that city of light

Master is a man with a plan I can understand
Master is a man of great reflection
Master is a man who lays his hand across the land
Master is the man of our affection

Time flies by in the city of light
Time stands still in the country
There's no time for a fuss and a fight
As we travel the land
And I'd be satisfied just to be not denied
To reside with some pride
While I ride
To the city, the city of light!

Watch yourself
Don't fall off of the shelf
You must be the new boys in town
What's that sound?
Is someone movin' round?
Sit down for a spell
You don't look so well

Wait a minute, I feel great
You just leave yourself to fate
You might as well just hang around

It's too late
We've got to operate
Just try to relax
It's a house of wax!

Oh, I remember Frankenstein
Shivers up my spine, wo-oh
I'm for getting out of here
No need to shout, my dear, no-oh

Who will go to the cellar down below?
Trouble is a-bubblin' in the brew
And while you're down there Mr. Vincent Price
Will give you good advice
He'll know what to do
You just tell him "Boo!"
He will put the voodoo in the stew
I'm telling you!

It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show
It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show

This is weird
It's much worse than I feared
I'll close my eyes and make it disappear
Yes, they're strange
It ain't home on the range
You just tell St. Pete
That you got cold feet

There goes the sun
Here comes the night
Somebody turn on the light
Somebody tell me that fate has been kind

You can't go out
You are out of your mind!

It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show
It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show

Since you came here uninvited
We all knew you'd be delighted
This is not the time or place to hedge
No one here would be so bold to
But since you asked and no one's told you
Let us take you to the cutting edge

I can process words, accounting too
And my pixel screen displays for you
Computer graphics locked into your memory

With fiber optics cast in plastic
For natural sights and sounds fantastic
Just reach out and talk to your dear old Uncle Emery

More! More! More!
Everything you wanted and more
More! More! More!

Let me tell you what it's for
Here's the printout with the score
Get yourself together on the edge

You want to go to old Rio De Janiero, my dear
You want to join in any Club Paradise
You'd really rather stay at home where the picture is clear
You get it on the stereo and you don't even have to go

More! More! More!
Everything you wanted and more
More! More! More!

Any time or place you wish
You might meet up with some dish
Pull yourself together on the edge

If you want a lean machine to whip you up some mean cuisine
I'm on the scene totally automatic

Hey, I can bake your biscuits too
Pop some dough boy out for you
I'm micro solid-state and that's no static

More! More! More!
Everything you wanted and more
More! More! More!

We're the bytes and chips to call
You just have yourself a ball
It's all hyperactive on the edge

From LEDs to CRTs
Woofers, tweeters, antenna trees
An ultra-nylon life of ease

Everything you dreamed of on the edge
And more

I can't take this kinda pressure
I must confess one more dusty road
Would be just a road too long

Worthless...

I just can't, I just can't
I just can't seem to get started!
Don't have the heart to live in the fast lane
All that has passed and gone

Worthless!
There ain't nothing you can do about it
Worthless!
Pardon me while I panic!
Worthless! Worthless! Worthless!

I come from KC Missouri
And I got my kicks down on Route 66
Every truck stop from Butte to MO
Motown to Old Alabama
From Texarkana and east of Savanna from Tampa to Old Kokomo

Worthless...

I once ran the Indy 500
I must confess I'm impressed how I did
And I wonder how close that I came
Now I get a sinking sensation
I was the top of the line, out of site out of mind
So much for fortune and fame

Once took a Texan to a wedding
Once took a Texan to a wedding
He kept forgetting, his loneliness letting
His thoughts turn to home and we turned

I took a man to a graveyard
I beg your pardon, it's quite hard enough
Just living with the stuff I have learned

Worthless...

Once drove a surfer to sunset
There were bikinis and buns filled with weenies
Believe me, just couldn't forget

Pico, lets go up to Zuma
Pico, lets go up to Zuma
From Zuma to Yuma the rumor was I had a hand in the lay of the land
Get up and go hit the highway

I worked on a reservation
Who would believe they would love me and leave on a bus back to old Santa Fe?

Once in an Indian nation
I took the kids on the skids with a Hopi
Who was happy to lie there and say
"You're worthless"