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Elevator Shame On YouSoldier In A BoxDirty MouthMiddle Of NowhereIsland Of The Honest ManPickin’ It UpJingle JangleNo Jokes - FactYou Owe Me And IOULadies And GentlemanGoodnight GoodnightRunning Out Of TimeIntroduction

BONUS LIVE TRACKSBandagesGoodnight GoodnightMiddle Of Nowhere

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Witless, humorless conversation Has filled me up like an old gas station I’m wallowing in a pool of gasoline

Self appointed sheriff of a popular ghost town I’m open to bribes but I’ve arrested no one I’m galloping off to meet my bride to be She’ll woo the saloon then sing us both to sleep

But... I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’ve run out of time

Drop dead gorgeous art history drop out Thought her father ought to pay for her to clear the whole shop out She carries her cameras in hand to complete the look Screenplay players co-writing a screenplay Cotton candy for the eyes but cotton balls for the brain He thinks to himself, “Thank God the bar’s not too high.” Just look at his face and then you’ll see why

But... I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’ve run out of time

Hollywood waiter with a chip on his shoulder Only break has been his back and yet he’s just getting older He’s washing his clothes in a sink of self-pity Retired ball player guest-hosting a talk show Earned a trophy and a wife and twice he’s won the lotto I’m running away but don’t know who from or why Just look in his eyes and then you’ll see why

I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’ve run out of time

I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’m running out of time I’ve run out of time

It’s not enough to hear me say you’ve won You only wanted me for having fun But now I think you’ve gone and had your way And left me with your pile of bills to pay I can’t even rewind the tape machine To listen to your drunken reasoning So here it is - your final lullaby

So goodnight, goodnight You’re embarrassing me You’re embarrassing you So goodnight, goodnight Walk away from the door Walk away from my life So Goodnight

I’ve given up on social niceties I threw ‘em out when I threw out your keys Along with all your records I can’t stand You never even listen to any one of them You’re never gonna drag me out again With all the people that were never ever even your friends So here it is - your final lullaby

So goodnight, goodnight You’re embarrassing me You’re embarrassing you So goodnight, goodnight Walk away from the door Walk away from my life

A little bit of rain I’d say is fair But when it starts to thunder they all stare This isn’t goodnight, this is goodbye...

So goodnight, goodnight You’re embarrassing me You’re embarrassing you Goodnight, goodnight. Walk away from the door Walk away from my life So Goodnight

Goodnight, goodnight You’re embarrassing me You’re embarrassing you So Goodnight, goodnight Walk away from the door Walk away from my life So goodnight

There’s a gentleman who’s not so gentle Cause he’s too generous With his chit and his chat So lately we’ve been discussing a way To rid this disgusting example of ample gossip and gab

All we hear is La La La...

He’s a gentleman who plays a caricature of a character He wishes he was So lately we’ve been ignoring all his stories As we smile and nod And let him simply do what he does So watch out

And everybody’s got the same story: We never wanted him here He showed up anyway He never would leave us alone We never wanted him here He showed up anyway But maybe that’s ok

Soon this gentleman was barking louder When his biting harder didn’t earn him respect But lately we’ve been too proud To admit that we all might miss him just a bit Now that he’s packed up and left What did we do?

And everybody’s got the same story: We never wanted him here He showed up anyway He never would leave us alone We never wanted him here He showed up anyway But maybe that’s ok

We never wanted him here He showed up anyway He never would leave us alone We never wanted him here And now he’s gone for good But maybe we’ve made a mistake

He was in the habit of taking things for granted Granted, there wasn’t much for him to take And the only thing constant was the constant reminder he’d never change

Tight fisted with his compliments, it didn’t seem to bother him that talk is even cheaper told in bulk And the only thing constant was the constant reminder He’d never change

And so she yelled at him: You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU You owe me an IOU Don’t think that I’ll forget You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU You owe me an IOU Don’t think that I’ll forget I know what I should get this time

She was in the habit of reapplying makeup Makeup eaten up by crocodile tears And the only thing constant was the constant reminder she’d never change

Overtly individual - covertly traditional She couldn’t seem to make up her mind And the only thing constant was the constant reminder she’d never change

And so he yelled at her: You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU You owe me an IOU Don’t think that I’ll forget You owe me an IOU - owe me an IOU You owe me an IOU Don’t think that I’ll forget I know what I should get this time (yeah)

Oh... Is it real? I don’t know But, I’ll act as if it is What’s the deal? I don’t know But, I’ll act as if it is what I think that it is If it is, then this might just work

They were in the habit of taking things for granted Granted, they never quite knew what they had And the only thing constant was the constant reminder they’d never change

Watch your children round the, abandoned well, don’t ask me to tell if they slipped and fell im just a salesman with my suitcase in hand and the the perfect plan that should pull me out

another day, another night, another year, another smile, another lie, another tear this better not be all I got I never thought ‘d end up here

Jingle jangle that’s the sound of coins spent on useless toys made for useless boys I’m just a salesman with my suitcase in hand there’s a a piece of land that I got my eye on another day another night another year, another smile, another lie, another tear this better not be all I got I never thought I’d end up here

Friday night I’ll raise my glass and say tomorrow things will change I cant afford to wait but by Monday morning my alarm clock knows how this story goes and the endings the same as the start another day another night another year, another smile, another lie, another tear this better not be all i got I never thought I’d end up here

another day another night another year, another smile, another lie, another tear this better not be all i got I never thought I’d end up here

Watch your children around the abandoned well don’t ask me to tell if they slipped and fell im just a salesman with my suitcase in hand there’s a a perfect plan that I’m working on, that im working on,

Everybody is waiting for everybody to get out I’ll join ‘em talking ‘bout the people everybody talk about And all the pretty people party while the petty people pout

Pickin’ it up but then I put it back down Pickin’ it up but then I put it back down Pickin’ it up but then I put it back down

We could have given up early when it was dark still, not light Now it’s the 48th hour of a two-day night And all the pretty people party while the petty people fight


A jack-of-all-trades and a master of none Why do I have to be bored with being foolish and young? The show isn’t over, but I’m long since gone I feel like I let them down when I don’t wanna trade my sunshine for a cloudy night

But everybody’s pretending the sun won’t ever come out I’ll join ‘em talking ‘bout whatever everybody talks about And all the pretty people party while the petty people shout


I was picked up and then dropped off in a culture counter-clockwise turned around Dug a hole in Southern Carolina - took me straight to China safe and sound Donated my map to the lost and found

While working for a common cause I only got a kamikaze state of mind This self defeating meeting of the minds is eating what was once so hard to find But right then the clouds parted in the sky The horizon took us all a little by surprise - by surprise Watch the sky And as the howling winds subdsided, the locals ran out, all waving their hands and singing:

Welcome to the island of the honest man Do what you want - there is no need to impress us Welcome to the island of the honest man We don’t believe in what the big people tell us Wait here - stay here

I was picked up and then dropped off in a culture counter-clockwise turned around Rolled a pair of dice in Paris that got me to paradise all safe and sound. Stole my temper back from the lost and found No longer needed to be seated on a sinking ship just waiting there to drown - there to drown Jump off now

And as they lead us to their village, a thousand voices all started to sing out loud:

Welcome to the island of the honest man Do what you want - there is no need to impress us Welcome to the island of the honest man We don’t believe in what the big people tell us Wait here - stay here

From the sunrise up above to the sunset below, they all sing Welcome in, welcome back, well come on let’s go And all the people on the island they already know why they sing Welcome in, welcome back, well come on let’s go From the sunrise up above to the sunset below, they all sing

I found a soldier in a box A souvenir that someone lost at such a cost The cemetery gates were closed Only the humming birds would smell the flowers brought for ghosts There’s not much fame or fortune For the fortuneteller selling fortunes to the broke

Soldier in a box... he’s mighty lonely Soldier in a box... he’s nothing special

He’s serenading himself cuz nobody’s there He’s celebrating himself cuz nobody cares He’s serenading himself

“No need to say this letter better get to where he lays his head!” she said Seventeen months of wondering why she forgot to send her thoughts was all he got instead

Her soldier in a box... he’s mighty lonely Soldier in a box... he’s nothing special

He’s serenading himself cuz nobody’s there *He’s celebrating himself cuz nobody cares He’s serenading himself

He’s serenading himself cuz nobody’s there He’s celebrating himself cuz nobody cares He’s serenading himself cuz nobody’s there He’s celebrating himself cuz nobody cares He’s serenading himself cuz nobody’s there He’s celebrating himself cuz nobody cares *Cuz nobody cares.

Don’t get mad if I’m laughingBlame the caffeine for all the 5 am phone callsI haven’t slept a single night in over a monthAnd not even once did you start to make sense to meWell maybe I’m a little bit slow, or just consistently inconsistentShe said, “Unpredictability’s my responsibility, baby.”

But you’re waiting at the door where everybody’s hanging out just like they hung out beforeYou didn’t have to do it but you did it to sayThat you didn’t have to do it but you would anyway

To give you something to go on, When I go off back to the middle in nowhereTo give you something to go on, When I go off back to the middle in nowhere

They chewed me up and then they spit me outAnd I’m not supposed to let it bother meBut maybe I’m a little bit weak - I let my frailty take the wheelShe said, “Maybe there’s a bit of me waiting for a bit of you. baby.”


To give you something to go on When I go off back to the middle in nowhereTo give you something to go on When I go off back to the middle in nowhere


To give you something to go on when I go off back to the middle in nowhereTo give you something to go on when I go off back to the middle in nowhereTo give you something to go on, ohhh to go on, back to the middle in nowhere

Shame on you for getting wet Now who will dry your eyes? Shame on you for getting wet How can you act surprised?

Running with scissors wasn’t smart I tripped and cut open your heart I didn’t mean to, but I seem to Have pushed us back to the start

In the wake of my mistake I felt your voice starting to shake The timing couldn’t have been worse For me to be this far away


Traveled the world under your spell Cast on me in a motel It turned my rain clouds in to rainbows But I couldn’t even tell

As days apart turned in to weeks My memory played hide and seek While I was playing show n’ tell I took your trust and set it free


Shame on you for getting wet Now who will dry your eyes? Shame on you for getting wet Now who will dry your eyes? Shame on you for getting wet How can you act surprised?

Running with scissors wasn’t smart I tripped and cut open your heart I didn’t mean to, but I seem to Have pushed us back to the start

In the wake of my mistake I felt your voice starting to shake The timing couldn’t have been worse For me to be this far away

Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth Oh, Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth

I don’t wanna wait anymore Wake up cinnamon They can’t get in and that’s them at the door, Cuz checkout time is noon and pretty soon it’s a quarter to four

I don’t wanna wait anymore Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth Oh, Wash you dirty mouth, cuz you taste like you’re already gone

Small town girls and boys make too much noise so I keep to myself But acting tough is rough - enough is enough - I feel like hell Tied up in London, you came undone with a two handed tug With pieces of a phone, thrown at the door, spread out on the rug

I don’t wanna wait anymore Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth Oh, Wash your dirty mouth cuz you taste like you’re already gone

Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth Oh, Wash your dirty mouth cuz you taste like you’re already gone

I gotta say I cannot wait Not even one more night or day Why don’t you fly and get away And end this awful holiday Come and play, come and stay, and end this awful holiday I gotta say I cannot wait Not even one more night or day Why don’t you fly and get away and end this awful

Blame me for the elevator - I know you will It’s not me who’s the operator but you’re going down You’ll be sorry when you’re singing all alone

But don’t take me up I’ll just fall down once again Don’t take me up I’ll just fall down

Wake me when you’re educated - I know you will You’ll be self-medicated - you’re spinning round You’ll be there, but no one will even know your name

But don’t take me up I’ll just fall down once again Don’t take me up I’ll only find my way back down Don’t take me up

It’s true I’ve dabbled at times with confident lines I was half of a man nearly half of the time In an innocent way, I thought it could stay with us both on the ground With us fooling around Let’s just stay on the ground Let’s stay fooling around on the ground

Don’t take me up I’ll just fall down like I knew that I would. Don’t take me up I’ll only find my way back down Don’t take me up I’ll just fall down

HOT HOT HEAT:steve bays - vocals/piano/organspaul hawley - drums/percussion. guitars on tracks 5,6,10 and acoustic guitar on 11 & 15dustin hawthorne - the bass guitardante decaro - guitars

produced and mixed by d sardyengineered by greg gordonediting by ryan castle and warren huartrecorded at sound city, los angeles, CA and larrabee east,los angeles, CA - summer 2004mixed at the village, santa monica CAmastered by steve marcussen at marcussen masteringadditional percussion and guitar by d sardya&r: craig aaronsonmanagement: rebel awltz, Inc.art direction: steven walkerphotos: phil knottart & design: phil knott, john Hobbs stephen walker

all songs written by hot hot heat©2005 bend and ear music. SOCAN. administered by wixen music publishinglyrics reprinted by permission. all rights reserved.

HOT HOT HEAT thanksache records, taze ankersteein, chapman baehler, nick blasko, ben booker, hope cooner, malcolm croome, vera doucette, piper ferguson, scott ford, oliver gondy, carrick gerety, greg gordon, mike watson and everyone at hall or nothing, mike greek and everyone at helter skelter, blaine kaplan, phil knott, josh logue at mathematics, kelly mccauley, stacey mitsopulos, don muller, chris nelson, ohev records, luke paquin, rob pattee, jr, dustin rabin, cali dewitt, jordan tappis and the record collection, jim guerinot, paris montoya, linda peak, shane truin, larry tull and everyone at rebel waltz, christine fienne, d sardy, kira waler, craig aaronson, ken blaustein, brain bumber, phil costello, jen eno, rachel howard, lynn mcdonnell, xavier ramos, tom roberts, devin sarno, seymour stein, ellen wakayama, stephen walker, tom whalley, and everyone at warner/reprise/sire, fred yada, the fever, franz ferdinand, the french kicks, interpol, moving units, run chico run, the unicorns, the walkmen, louis xiv and the futureheads.

artwork ©2005 sire records

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Running Out Of Time

Goodnight Goodnight

Ladies And Gentlemen

You Owe Me And IOU

Jingle Jangle

Pickin It Up

Island Of The Honest Man

Middle Of Nowhere

Dirty Mouth

Soldier In A Box

Shame On You

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