SUPERABOUND Frank Black From Teenager of the Year You heard the sun today There she blows, there she blows You saw the wind ashining You don't know, you don't know You felt a tree that does fall You don't know, that's OK You don't have much taste for bouquet / / / / / / I'm bored with the valleys and bored with the peaks So I bought a ticket to the freaks I saw a chicken with two heads Saw something else that was headless The P.T. said see the egress 'Cause you move when salesman speaks I superabound ... But I still got nothing to do A space is made by telephone They thought time wowuld be overthrown And they compiled a wish list From Mars to duels to a dish kissed I tried to talk to the ishist But he was debating with his clone I superabound But I still got nothing to do Well, they thought it was a coup But they still got nothing to do [Chords through solo] [x4] [x3] [x2] You must see my domicile I had it built in decastyle The other day at the potlach Come visiting was a sasquatch He said although I'm a mismatch Could I stay just for awhile? 'Cause the likes of us are few, yeah And we still got nothing to do I superabound But I still got nothing to do -------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------