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The Mighty Mighty Bosstones Lyrics


They played something
They made something
Brand new baby blues machine
Brass tacks, duct tape
For the great escape
Packed in there like sardines
Back and forth
East, south, west, and north
Shred the atlas burn the map
Often lost
And paths criss-crossed
Wake me up I need a nap
They did something
Which meant something
And that got them some attention
Eyes wide
A roller coaster ride
Great pride in this invention
I think they're selling
Snake oil
At the dog and pony show
In the garden gee
Would you pardon me
And by the way how does it grow
The explanation's unexplainable
Holding onto something
Once thought unattainable
The course was never charted
So don't look into the books
The secret's not the recipe
It's got to be the cooks
They made something
They played something
Blood, sweat, and elbow grease
If you can't stand the heat in the kitchen
Get out it will increase
Last train to where?
Hey get out of here
Nothing's measured and nothing's weighed
A dash of honesty
In the recipe
That's the first mistake you've made
1, 2 what's in the stew
3, 4 no one's really sure
5, 6 what's in the mix
7, 8 this stuff tastes

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They made something
They played something
Brand new a baby blue machine
Brass tacks, duct tape
For the great escape
Packed in there like sardines
Back and forth
East, south, west, north
Shred the atlas burn the map
Often lost and paths criss-crossed
Wake me up I need a nap

1, 2, what's in the stew?
3, 4, no one's really sure
5, 6, what's in the mix?
7, 8, this stuff tastes

They did something
Which meant something
And that got them some attention
Eyes wide
A roller coaster ride and
Great pride in this invention
I think they're selling snake oil
At the dog and pony show
And in the garden, gee
Would you pardon me
And by the way how does it grow?

1, 2, what's in the stew?
3, 4, no one's really sure
5, 6, what's in the mix?
7, 8, this stuff tastes

The explanation's unexplainable
Holding onto something
Once dreamt unattainable
The course was never charted
So don't look into the books
The secret's not the recipe
It's got to be the cooks
They made something
They played something
Blood, sweat, and elbow grease
If you can't stand the heat in the kitchen
Get out, it will increase
Last train to where?
Hey get out of here
Nothing's measured and nothing's weighed
A dash of honesty in the recipe
And that's the first mistake you've made

1, 2, what's in the stew?
3, 4, no one's really sure
5, 6, what's in the mix?
7, 8, hey this stuff tastes
1, 2, what's in the stew?
3, 4, no one's really sure
5, 6, what's in the mix?
7, 8, this stuff tastes
Great

John Enfield

It's kinda hard to tell what they are saying at times. Thanks for this. Now, I can sing along and actually get the words right. :)

Michelle Grimard

Good lord that gravel voice takes me back to high school, Dickie Barrett!

Coach P

1st!?!?!?!
This stuff tastes great

Dylan Knepper

Coach Pinot!?

John Enfield

The Bosstones introduced me to the wonderful world of Ska. I just love it. This is a really good one.

lordvishnu

What's in the stew?!

Manthan Shah

Tim Burton really kills it in this one

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