5-Pak: Vol. 2

Words & Music by Stefan Marks

Hit it! Unh unh… Oh no you’d didn’t. That’s what SHE said. Not if I see you first. Time for a postmen sing-a-long. Now in order to sing it. You gotta know it. So here we go. Lesson #1

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN.

Whaddya think Kenny, you got it? I’m a quick learner, man.

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN.

Pretty good, pretty good…. Matty? You ready to hop in? I thought you’d never ask…

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN.

FAST BREAK IS THE PATH YOU TAKE WHEN YOU WANNA MAKE IT WITH A GIRL THAT YER LOVIN’. CLEAN BREAK IS THE PATH YOU TAKE WHEN YOU’VE HAD ENOUGH AND YOU KNOW IT’S TIME TO MOVE ON.

I NEVER KNEW THAT IT COULD BE THIS WAY. I NEVER KNEW THAT IT COULD BE THIS WAY. I NEVER KNEW THAT IT COULD BE THIS WAY….THAT IT SHOULD BE THIS WAY.

All right we’re I’ it… Pretty good. Not bad. This side of the room is doing fantastic. Must be the female side. Cause we all know that women are more mature than men right? This time it’s for the ladies – whom I tryin’ to kid? It’s always for the ladies.… Everything’s the same except we flip it all – Now the woman’s doing the lovin – Ready? Here we go…

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND THE WOMAN DOES WHATEVER THE WOMAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN AS MUCH AS THE WOMAN – LOVES THE MAN

Flip it.

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN.

Dance solo!

I love you more than life itself. But without life I’m without self. And without self I cannot love. I will not love you from above

I love you more than life itself. But without life I’m without self. And without self I cannot go. I will not love you from below.

All right… it seems like we’re not being completely fair here… so let’s end strong…

Kenny?

WHEN A MAN LOVES A MAN AND A MAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE MAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE OTHER MAN.

Matty ?

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A WOMAN AND THE WOMAN DOES WHATEVER THE WOMAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE WOMAN AS MUCH AS THE WOMAN LOVES THE OTHER WOMAN.

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND THE WOMAN DOES WHATEVER THE WOMAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN AS MUCH AS THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN.

Everybody!

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN.

FAST BREAK IS THE PATH YOU TAKE WHEN YOU WANNA MAKE IT WITH A GIRL THAT YER LOVIN’. CLEAN BREAK IS THE PATH YOU TAKE WHEN YOU’VE HAD ENOUGH AND YOU KNOW IT’S TIME TO MOVE ON.

FAST BREAK IS THE PATH YOU TAKE WHEN YOU WANNA MAKE IT WITH A GIRL THAT YER LOVIN’. CLEAN BREAK IS THE PATH YOU TAKE WHEN YOU’VE HAD ENOUGH AND YOU KNOW IT’S TIME TO MOVE ON.

I NEVER KNEW THAT IT COULD BE THIS WAY. I NEVER KNEW THAT IT COULD BE THIS WAY. I NEVER KNEW THAT IT COULD BE THIS WAY…THAT IT SHOULD BE THIS WAY.

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN AND A WOMAN LOVES A MAN AND THE MAN DOES WHATEVER THE MAN CAN TO MAKE SURE THE WOMAN LOVES THE MAN AS MUCH AS THE MAN LOVES THE WOMAN.

Words & Music by Ken Weiler

I’m not seriously ill. I’m just one of the wounded well. You don’t have to sympathize. Just realize that I’m not angry or upset. I’d just rather soon forget all the rules and controls you made me live by.

Dr. tell me… What do you see when you look deep inside me?

I’m not seriously ill. I’m just one of the wounded well. I’ve not been hospitalized. I’m just a guy looking to actualize. I don’t eat Prozac or Paxil. But I like booze and Xanax pills. And MDMA made me feel alive.

Dr. tell me… What do you see when you look deep inside me?

I know, I know, I know something’s wrong. Don’t know who you are or where you belong. You gotta get up, get out, Is what it’s all about. Jump, stop, turn around. You just knocked me out.

I’m not seriously ill. But I won’t make it up this hill unless I drop the rock you topped me with. But wait… we are all Prometheus bound. So why do I fight this unwinnable round?

Dr. tell me… What do you see when you look deep inside me?

Words & Music by Stefan Marks

There’s something in the dark and it’s buggin’ me. It hides and it waits til the light goes out. Then I lie there blind with my eyes open wide. And I can hear it crawling, flying towards me.

It’s driving me so crazy that I stand up on my bed. I scan the room but when the lights are on it disappears and hides from me.

I wonder where it goes when the sun comes up. I wonder what it looks like when it spies on me. I wonder what it wants to do to me. It sounds so small but can it eat me?

It’s keeping me from sleeping. If I don’t sleep I’m gonna lose my mind. It’s teasing me and mocking me. Am I ever going to find… it…

Do I really wanna kill? Will it calm me down? Or will a smear on the wall make a much louder sound? Will the echo of the death keep me wide awake? It’s just a bug but can it’s life I take!

I know it wants to make my ear its cave. And lay it’s eggs deep inside my brains. So I plug my ears and nose with wads of cotton. And I try to forget what just can’t be forgotten…

That there’s something in the dark and it’s buggin’ me. It hides and it waits til the light goes out. Then I lie there blind with my eyes open wide. Am I ever going to find it?

It’s driving me so crazy that I stand up on my bed. I scan the room but when the lights are on it disappears and hides from me.

Is this really all about a bug trapped in my room? Or is it just some metaphor that I’m too dumb to see?

Words & Music by Ken Weiler

We’re at the end of the bloodline. Standing here I’m all that is left behind. We will walk through my family of ghosts. Say our final goodbyes.

I don’t know what to say to you it’s easier to lie. I’m sick of all the hurt I’d rather say goodbye. You think I don’t give a shit you say I’m no good. Full of broken promises a loser and a crook.

So now that I’m a thief I think I’m gonna steal. Gonna take away the future end this ordeal. I know it sucks all this acting out. But I can’t find the peace over all these shouts.

I’m not a happy guy but I’m not blaming anyone. That’s what the weak ones do. My life’s in my hands now.

I’d like to thank all my friends for helping me get to the end. But I can’t find the meaning can’t find the sign. Can’t separate the day from the night. If I get the chance to come back.

I’m gonna be a bird of paradise. Gonna sit beneath a shady tree. Gonna spread my wings and shake a leaf.

Raise your hands it’s time to celebrate. Cause I’m the last of the family. If you ask me if I’ve been born before. I’d have to say this is my first and last time.

This is my first. This is my first time. This is my first. My first and my last time.

Seems like it happened all so fast. I lost my way confused the past. Look around to see what’s there. I got no direction nothing nowhere.

My parents say that they understand. As they hold their credit card in their hand. Another one’s gone, another one’s gone, another one bites the dust.

Words & Music by Stefan Marks

I can’t recall my latest dream. My eyes are wide and yet it seems that I’m still somehow… can it be that I’m still sleeping? Please, I’m begging won’t somebody pinch me. Shake me, punch me, motivate or wake me.

I got a dog, I got a house, I bought a wife, I got a car. I try to read, I try to run and yet somehow I keep forgetting to have some fun. Where’s the re-set button?

Can’t you see I’m just pretending? That my life is never ending? Paralyzed, I sit and vegetate. Can’t seem to rise. I need something to energize. I gotta motivate.

I used to have some structure. I used to have a plan. But then I graduated. I’m a really really really really lazy man.

Activate Accelerate Appreciate Anticipate Assassinate Collaborate Communicate Consolidate Coagulate Detonate Dominate Domesticate Exterminate Fascinate Fabricate Illuminate Eradicate Impersonate Mutilate Motivate Medicate Meditate Negotiate Obliterate Penetrate Regulate Separate Stimulate Suffocate Tolerate Terminate and Validate

I’m just a little overwhelmed…Seems like an awful lot to do..

Can’t you see I’m just pretending? That my life is never ending? Paralyzed, I sit and vegetate. Can’t seem to rise. I need something to energize. I gotta motivate.

I used to have some structure. I used to have a plan. But then I graduated. I’m a really really really really lazy man.

I can’t recall my latest dream. My eyes are wide and yet it seems. That I’m still somehow… can it be that I’m still sleeping? Please, I’m begging won’t somebody pinch me. Shake me, punch me, motivate or wake me.

I got a dog, I got a house, I bought a wife, I got a car. I try to read, I try to run and yet somehow I keep forgetting to have some fun. Where’s the re-set…Where’s the re-set button?

Words & Music by Ken Weiler

Black leather. A tight vest. Who cares about the rest? Smooth moves. Brown eyes. Let me sleep by your side. I don’t care what you think. You’re hot and I’m on the brink.

It’s greeting time on The Assembly Line. It’s meeting time on The Assembly Line.

Grunge girl. A hippie hottie. Looks like I’m getting naughty. Black or white. Is alright. Cause you’re a woman all night. You’re young and I was. That should be enough.

It’s greeting time on The Assembly Line. It’s meeting time on The Assembly Line.

Yo man. Vodka tonic. I’m feeling semi-sonic. It’s two o’clock a.m. You look good, but who’s your friend?

It’s greeting time on The Assembly Line. It’s meeting time on The Assembly Line.

Long hair, Short hair, Spiky hair, No hair. Can’t you see that we don’t care?

It’s feeding time on the assembly line. It’s feeding time on the assembly line.