"Untitled" genre: Leftfield
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	"This one's called 'Untitled.'" Hardy har-har. This one started out at a very slow tempo, and one day at Tin Pan Alley we just had a crack at it at about double speed. It toally rocked, especially the bass solo at the end. It didn't catch fire right away though. But with each live performance (hilarious fun because all the parts were written for a slow tempo so we all could BARELY keep up each time), the fan approval made us realize there was no going back, and so the up-tempo version ended up on the record. Lo and behold, our radio promotions team picked it as a stress track, so this quirky experiment is getting national college airplay right now! --JV
	CD: The Miracle Vending Machine   Label: Bedspin Records Credits: Words and Music by Jeff Venables
	Lyrics Untitled You'll get your head together at long last Cause you know you're too selfish to care about the past Wait for a while then the paper comes To tell you of its travels like your best school chum Reserve your flight you fix your tie Change your oil and then you die Or living in a flurry of sex and booze Later on worry whose socks are whose Since no one needs money and no one's alone Would you like to come over or will you go it on your own? Forget your manners and you wait too long to act You like to come around tonight and talk about that? Your head is strong your will is soft Marry him baby whatever gets you aloft He never could see all the soft lies When the bomb went off he got love in his eyes Would you sit with me a while of your own accord? Would you tell me something true of you before you get bored? Cities are rooms in a mental ward Lock up and close the light when you get bored Since no one needs money and no one's alone Would you like to come over or will you go it on your own? Forget your manners and you wait too long to act You like to come around tonight and talk about that? Since no one needs money and no one's alone Would you like to come over or will you go it on your own? Ain't nobody hurryingeveryone's set, baby Did you hear the news or did you forget? Shut off all the TVs and open all the doors Of a hundred apartments on a hundred floors

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