@ALBUM: Question the Answers
@ARTIST: The Mighty Mighty Bosstones
1994 Mercury Records

Joe Sirois: Drums
Dennis Brockenborough: Trombone
Nate Albert: Guitar
Tim Burton: Saxophone
Ben Carr: Bosstone
Dicky Barrett: Vocals
Kevin Lenear: Saxophone
Joe Gittleman: Bass

1. Kinderwords
2. A Sad Silence
3. Hell of A Hat
4. Pictures To Prove It
5. We Should Talk
6. A Dollar And A Dream
7. Stand Off
8. 365 Days
9. Toxic Toast
10. Bronzing The Garbage
11. Dogs And Chaplains
12. Jump Through the Hoops
13. Pirate Ship( found on 10 inch vinyl version)

@SONG: Kinder Words

On time now for losing tempers
Or filling up with rage or angst
Flying off the handle could be detrimental
Calmer hands are called for here

A breath or two could be applied
Count to ten and then decide
A rash decision-crash collision
Damage done beyond repair

Kinder words here we could pick
A kind approach might do the trick
Hurt you, hurt me, well that needs to stop
Kinder words here we could choose
We've kind of got a lot to lose
The temperature we need that to drop

A wrong move now might spell disaster
A selfish one might spell it faster
Let's relax, review the facts
For all involved that be best
A world of difference might be made
If our next move could be delayed
Sort it out and talk about
Just what it was that caused this mess

Kinder words here we could pick
A kind approach might do the trick
Hurt you, hurt me, that's the worst thing we could do
Kinder words here we could chose
We've kind of got a lot to lose
Watch what we say, don't walk away, let's see it through

Kinder words here we could pick
A kind approach might do the trick
Hurt you, hurt me, well that needs to stop
Kinder words here we could choose
We've kind of got a lot to lose
The temperature we need that to drop



@SONG: A Sad Silence

Two years and extra days, a block away he'd head to hang
Same corncer, neighborhood, his friends, the gang
Two years and extra days, a bigger kid would black his eye
No real reason, explanation and everyday no one knew why

The bigger kid was crazy, that made the gang afraid
When he told the gang to shut their mouths the gang obeyed
You've got to have a place to be, you need a place to hang around
So no one spoke, no one moved, no one made a sound

CHORUS
Both his eyes would twitch
The left one was always black
His lips they never moved
They stayed still with each attack
His ears were always rngining
In his head he'd hear a hum
And all the kids on the corner
Knew what it was from

Then one day it happened, he tooks his daily crack
His eyes rolled up, llike yesterday, he started falling back
The kids that watch this everyday now watched him hit the ground
And no one spoke, no one moved, no one made a sound
Amd no one made a sound

CHORUS

No one spoke, no one moved, no one made a sound
A sad silent situation, now he's not around



@SONG: Hell of a Hat

That's a hell of a hat that you're wearing
It goes real well with the earring
Five through the nose, bold and daring
You've got to pardon me if I'm staring

Man, I really dig your shoes
Fat fade and fresh tattoos
Bet the females can't refuse
And if I'm staring please excuse

Sharpest motherfucker in the joint
The other motherfuckers stop and point
The gear you wear seems complete
Why you gotta pack the heat
We question one accessory
Don't think the piece is necessary
We agree you're dressed to kill
But wonder if you will

hell of a hat you're sporting Jack
Diamond cuff links and a sweet tie tack
The pocket watch must've set you back
You're the man, man, you're the mack

The pinstriped number, me oh my, that's rude
And that's a hell of an attitude
You made the scene and set the mood
I'm only starring 'cause I'm a nervous dude

Sharpest motherfucker, we repeat
The other motherfuckers can't compete
The clothes you choose are stylish
Whe you gotta wear the gun
We question one accessory
Don't think the piece is necessary
We agree you're dressed to kill
But wonder if you will



@SONG: Pictures to Prove It

Well you insisted the day you walked away
That we shared nothing, but I've got somethin
I'd still like to say
You're not here to listen and we were never good at that
Let's set the record straight, we shared something great
Even though now nothing's where we're at

Pictures to prove it, I've got the proof
When you hit the bricks I hit the roof
I hit the bottle, put this picture on the bar
I'll always have these pictures, but I don't know where you are

I've got pictures to prove it
If you saw them, I'm sure
You'd be forced to remember
What we don't have anymore
I've got a pile of pictures
I've got a whole stack of proof
I've got pictures to prove it, I've got, I've got

Pictures to prove it, smudged with fingerprints and tears
Cigarette ashes
And our first few happy years
They're old now, they're faded and the edges all are frayed
I'll always have these pictures
But I wish that you had stayed

I've got pictures to prove it
If you saw them, I'm sure
You'd be forced to remember
What we don't have anymore
I've got a pile of pictures
I've got a whole stack of proof
I've got pictures to prove it and all I ever do is

Stare at the pictures for hours on end
They tell the truth to me
While I'm sure you just pretend
And you deny we ever happened and swear it never was that way
Even you'll admit when I submit to you
Exhibit A

I've got pictures to prove it
I'm not just blowing smoke
If you don't believe me, believe them
No this ain't no joke
I've got a pile of pictures
I've got a whole stack of proof
Someone look at the pictures
I've got, I've got...



@SONG: We Should Talk

Don't touch that dial, don't click the clicker
We love to watch, they love to bicker
Don't turn the knob or change the channel
Hey! Where the hell did they get this panel?
Where are they from? Where have they been?
They air it out, we suck it in
Up on stage all in a row
At each other's throats all through the show
The mood is tense, the tension's thicker
We watch, they fight, just who here's sicker?

CHORUS
We're not so bad, I guess after all
Their problems make ours seems so small
We'd be much better off I bet
If we'd turn off the TV set

She broke down and he came clean
We stay glued, glued to the screen
Just how much more can we take?
Thank God, here comes a station break

CHORUS

Don't think that we can take much more
We've lost it now, man, that's for sure
Lost another day, check out the clock
Turn it off, pull the plug, shut it down, now, we should talk



@SONG: A Dollar and a Dream

I had a dollar I wanted to save
Safe in my pocket, I'll try to hold fast
Hey! It might be my last

I know what I've got folded safe in its spot
I earned a dollar, it's not here to share
I've got a dollar and that's all I've got

A million more is just a single grain
A grain of sand or just one drop of rain
A small amount might make the difference these days
A dollar and a dream is all I could raise

to all the questions I've ever asked myself
Man, what a dream, it sure felt great
Took to the streets 'cause I couldn't wait
To freely give wisdom and share what I know

I had a dream and that's all I had
A million here lay down in pain every night
A million there to stay alive and fight
I'm sure my numbers underestimate
A dollar and a dream, I swear it's not too late

I had a dollar I wanted to save
Keep in my pocket, I heald fast
A dollar bill that I would take to my grave
Deep in my pocket like it was my last

Look for the dollar, now it's not there
Even the pants are a different pair
I earned the dollar, I had to share
I had a dollar and that's all I had

A million more is just a star in the sky
Tip of the iceberg but we've all got to try
Our work's cut out and there's work to be done
A dollar and a dream is step number, step number one



@SONG: Stand Off

I couldn't be more confused
But more than that I'm upset
We once stood side by side
We were young when we met

We'd always stand together
That's how we had it planned
Now where do we stand
I can't stand the pain
I guess I don't understand

I just don't understand this stand off
There's a lot I don't understand
We're apart and don't have to be
What went wrong? I don't know off hand

I only know this is killing me
So I called your bluff
Said I'd see you around
You stood tough
You stood your ground
Now I'm standing by
I'm trying to stand tall
Standing alone
Don't understand this at all

I just don't understand this stand off
There's a lot I don't understand
We're apart, do we have to be?
What went wrong? I don't know off hand

I only know this is killing me
Now I'm standing by-watching myself
Right beside myself-like it isn't me
It's some other guy
And time's standing still-and I'll stand here until
I understand-or you come back
I really hope you will

Don't understand where we went wrong
Don't understand how it fell apart
Did I wait too long to write this song?
I always thought I was smart



@SONG: 365 Days

It's gripping, I'm ripping
I haven't just been sipping
Stressing, no, messing
Will I ever learn my lesson?

CHORUS
I'm always amazed by what can take place
Within the space of 300-365 days

Been sinning, I'm spinning
In the beginning I was winning
I'm clinging, still swinging
If I could I would be singing

I'm empty of answers
Don't nobody search me
The long neck's a twist off
You don't need a church key
I'm still full of questions
But can't quite see clear
Twist off another
And bring on the next year

CHORUS

Was drilled, it killed, now my guts are being spilled
Wailed, impaled 
My last breath's been inhaled
That's still in me
I haven't failed

CHORUS

I'm empty of answers
Don't nobody search me
The long neck's a twist off
You don't need a cchurch key
I'm still full of questions
But can't quite see clear
Twist off another...
And bring on the next year



@SONG: Toxic Toast

Queensbury #8
Hell Hotel punk rock estate
Way way back in the day
100 years it seems that way
Just across from Wayne's Junk Store
3 floros up then straight ahead
If someone thought to lock the door
Use the fire escape instead

Someone's always up to something
One thing's always understood
If nothing happened in a minute
Wait another, something would
Avoid the landlord, spend the rent
Raising hell with reckless style
And sure our time was poorly spent
But toxic toast still makes me smile

Looking back now-not sure how
We made it through, not all of us but most
Still haunts me-like it wants me
I remember, I remember, I rmember-toxic toast

This stuff's 130 proof
Glue threw the TV off the roof
The whole damn place just wasn't stable
Andrew trashed the coffee table
Rico's here, the party's reeling
Colam's been spray painting the ceiling
Can't make a call and man it's gold
Alcohol and stranglehold

Toxic toast, Jake coined the phrase
haven't thought about it for a while
Mindless endless nights and days
But toxic toast still makes me smile

Looking back-not sure how
We made it through, not all of us but most
Still haunts me-like it wants me
I remember, I remember, I remember-toxic toast



@SONG: Bronzing the Garbage

You're off base
Out of line and in my face
Brace yourself-I'm coming through
And before you know what's hit you
You'll have heard my point of view

Trash is trash
Have I got your attention?
There's more that you should know
There's more I've got to mention
You've got to let it go

I was achild, another time, another place
Only a child would carry this so far
You're still in my face
I held it back, I was afraid
Didn't want to blow your cover
But I was on to your charade

Trash is trash
Have I got your attention?
There's more that you should know
There's more I've got to mention
You've got to let it go

CHORUS
Bronzing the garbage
There was a time I was impressed
Through al lthe garbage
It's still not you that I detest
I hate the way
You can't forget, I hate it so
Bronze hwat you want
But you've got to let it go

Have I got through?
Have I got through to you?
Gave it a shot-finally got to state my case
If you've heard nothing, plase hear this
Don't get in my face

Trash is trash
Ahhhh...trash is trash

CHORUS

Have I got your atteniton
There's more that you should know
There's more I've got to mention
You've got to let it go
Hae I got your attention...



@SONG: Dogs and Chaplains

Don't mind when it happens
No problem when I am saying it
But when I lose my mind, kick my behind
'Cause I hate when my mind keeps replaying it

I'm not bragging and I'm not proud
I hang around wit ha drunken crowd
We are happy, that I can say
And until we're not, I kid you not, we're gonna stay that way

My life was trying to settle down...
Johnny Vegas!
Drinkin' the other day
I said I loved you, you turned away
Maybe the drinking made me cry
But I'm a happy, very happy, very happy guy

Sometimes when I am playing
I never watch what I am saying
Sometimes I lose my head
I lose my head and things get said I never should have said

Sometimes I get hosued
I get housed, I get accused and shoot off my mouth
Sometimes I kick it out and I don't know what I'm talkin' about
You know, I've made mistakes, I've had my ups and downs
My ins and outs, my share of bad breaks
But when it's all been said and done
I raise my beer and I swear God it's been fun...



@SONG: Jump Through the Hoops 

Wake up and shake myself out of bed again
Shaking the day down in my head again
It's up and out, rise and shine, on the double
No time to slack, attack and tackle the trouble

Shake myself out of bed again
No time to stop and assess, can't let it grind to a halt
Can't stop and look at the mess and then find out it's my fault
I can't stop for a single minute
I know hell, well, I'm living in it
No time to stop at all, I've got to jump through the hoops

My job, well it's a nine to five nightmare
I'm serving whiskey, stale wit and beer
Come on in , how've you been? Have I met you?
What'll it be now, what can I get you?

My job, well it's a nightmare
And every day from ine to five I'm there
No time to stop and assess, can't let it grind to a halt
Can't stop and look at the mess and then find out it's my fault
I can't stop for a single minute
I know hell, well, I'm living in it
No time to stop at all, I've got to jump through the hoops

Roll over, sit up and beg
Well, I'd much rather lie down and play dead
Here comes another hoop

Holidays have got to be the worst
I've seen so many I've got it well rehearsed
Joy to the world, hark the hey, let me ehar it
Deick the halls, trim the treet, that's the spirit
Holidays are not for me, chop down the tree
They've got to be the worst

I'm old and set in my ways, no stopping now, it's a shame
But in my much younger days I'd stop and I'd take the blame
I'm alright if I don't know and can't see
I'll live in hell till the day that they plant me
No time to stop at all, I've got to jump through the hoops

Roll over, sti up and beg
Well I'd much rather...lie down and play dead
All over, so long my friend
So long, all over, the end


@SONG: Pirate Ship (Big Rig Double 10" LP)

A half hour out on the trail
The pirate ship bailey had hardly set sail.
When the finest in law said we're outta control,
they cuffed me and threw me in jail.
It just doesn't get any better,
There isn't a captain there's only a crew.
The storms we weather together, 
the places we've been and the things that we do 
Well in Italy someone stabbed Joe.
Morale on the ship it had sunk mighty low.
Stitches in place he was back on the bass and we only missed one fishbone..
Show!

And it just doesn't get any better,
there isn't a captain there's only a crew.
The storms we weather together, 
the places we've been and the things that we do 
Trips to, St. Louis, Lawrence, and Austin.
San Diego, Atlanta and don't forget Boston
We travel and travel and we start to unravel. 
Chewing up pavement and spittin' out gravel.
Sometimes the shit hits the fan
and sometimes the shit it gets way out of hand
Sure it's berserk but it beats honest work
and it's great work to get if you.. can!

Who knows where we're headed next?
Not sure if anyone checked.
The only thing I know is wherever we go 
we leave the place thoroughly wrecked (2x)

Travel, travel, we're starting to unravel as we travel down the road, we're
ready to explode. Keep the spirits up with a smile, as we walk another mile,
cause when the journey ends, we'll still be the best of friends.



- I dont know for sure who figured out pirate ship, either BrenZ, Raphie, or Stacy
  take your pick...
 
- Eric Wincentsen
  267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu
  Glendale Community College
  Glendale, Arizona
  "We want the airwaves!"