Old favorites from our 1996 debut tape Some Antics by the Semantics

Punk Rock Loser

I don't smoke marijuana anymore
'Cos I could lose my job & my health insurance
And I couldn't get by without my health insurance.
So don't make fun of me you punk rock loser no more.

Oh, you punk rock loser.

I don't like to talk to showgirls anymore
'Cos they've given me too many STD's the nights before
& now I haven't got any health insurance
'Cos I got caught smoking marijuana at work
& next I'm gonna sing Stairway to Heaven
But don't make fun of me you punk rock loser no more. (No more.)
(Guitar solo!!)
You punk rock loser.
(Does anybody remember laughter?)
Don't make fun of me!

[The song Things About Which
has been re-recorded for PopCanon's 1999 release d'art]

Applying For Your Job

If I was to bomb the Capitol
Would you pray for my heathen soul
& hope that I became like you before I got too old?
If I called you every night & told you I was dead
Would you lay your healing hands upon my head?

This is a song about loyalty.
This is a song about trust.
& if you believe me when I'm singing like this,
Then I should be talking to you about a bridge.

If I was applying for your job
'Cos I thought you might get fired,
Would you move to Florida with me when I retired?
If I called you every night & told you I was Ned
Would you lay your healing hands upon my head?
Would you lay your healing hands upon my head?

Astral Projection

Astral projection has got me on a high.
I'll see you through the window as I float across the sky.
I'm really feeling out of my skin
& I don't care if I ever get back in.

I'm as limber as the universe tonight. (oo-ee-oo)
They said my mind would wander & they were right.

Astral projection has got me on a high.
Sex is more exciting & it's easier to come by.
You won't believe my astral erection
When I come to you by astral projection.

La, la, la la la la la, la la (oo-ee-oo)
La la la la la la la la, la la la la.

Astral projection has got me on a high.
I came back from a swim & I was already dry.
I'm really feeling out of my skin
& I don't care if I ever get back in.

I'm as limber as the universe tonight (oo-ee-oo)
They said my mind would wander.
They said my mind would wander.
They said my mind would wander & they were right.

[The songs Little Green Men and I Stole A Mantra
have been re-recorded for PopCanon's 1999 release Pricksongs & Descants]

Alternative Lifestyle

Live an alternative lifestyle.

I live an alternative lifestyle,
But I ain't no crazy hippy, man!
I'm a stone-age space-freak punk-rock heavy metal mountain man
& I'm playing in this primitive space age band.
I'd fill the holes in your eyes.
But I'm not your kind of guy. I

Live an alternative lifestyle.

We're cruising toward each other on a spatial plane.
We're geometrical outlaws. We don't feel any pain.
We don't feel any pain, no, we don't feel any pain.

Those of us who grew up in the space age.
We don't know what it's like to be naive.
We keep in touch with our feminine sides, though,
Every Hallowe'en & New Year's Eve.
I'd smoke the bowls in your eyes.
But I'm not your kind of guy. I

Live an alternative lifestyle.

We're cruising away from each other on the astral plane.
We're hypothetical outlaws. We'd do it all again.
We'd do it all again, we'd do it all again.

Onion Man

Vidalia, Vidalia. Be my onion woman.
Vidalia, Vidalia. I want to be your onion man.

I've been looking up, lookin down, lookin low & high.
I guess I should've known a girl like you would make me cry.
Wanna get ya in my pickup truck & make ya understand.
I want to take ya home tonight & be your onion man.
I want to inhale your sweet baby breath
Then peel off your layers until there's nothing left.

Vidalia, Vidalia. Be my onion woman.
Vidalia, Vidalia. I want to be your onion man.

Paradigm Shift

:Chorus:
You've got to wave all your knowledge in the air.
Throw the old problems down the aqueduct.
You might beat on your chest or pull out your hair.
Shake your hips, purse your lips & deconstruct.
It's the paradigm shift.

It comes in slowly & it's hardly ever expected.
The best thing you can do is sit back & accept it.

chorus

Derrida, Derrida, Derrida, Derrida doo.
Derrida, Derrida, Derrida, Derrida doo.

If it sounds like nonsense
You're probably just old-fashioned.
'Cos it's got all the intellectuals impassioned.

chorus

All songs written and performed by the Semantics (later known as PopCanon), except where noted.
All songs copyright © 1995-2000 PopCanon.
Cassette recorded in 1996 by Ron Richter and Pat McKinney at RMS Studios, Gainesville FL.

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