Texty:
Barenaked Ladies Rock Spectacle Live

to do yeah Better things to do, better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs my friends want living

Hello city Another night at the palace 'cause there is nothing else to do The same people, the same drinks And the same music, the same quicksand I think

This is where we used to live I want them back This is where we used to live I want them back This is where we used to live I want them back

A friend brought me flowers, she said, "They were lilacs" But I've never been good with plants Her next presentation, a new dictionary She'd circled the

When she was three Her Barbies always did it on the first date And now she's with me So there's never any need for them to demonstrate 'Cause she's like

Drove downtown in the rain Nine thirty on a Tuesday night Just to check out the late night Record shop Call it impulsive Call it compulsive Call it insane