Lemon Soda
written by: Jak Locke

version 4:
from Mood Swing Era (June 9th 2010) (3:25)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh yeah
Late at night walkin by the yacht club
Suckin down lemon soda
Bionic strings in a smoked out java joint, hey yeah
Givin me what I need
Yeah uh huh givin me what I need

There ain't nobody watchin the game
There ain't no watch tellin the day
And there wasn't anybody walkin by me tryin to change my clean ashtray
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh yeah
Yeah yeah oh oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh oh yeah

Mister Janitor can you help me clean the blood off my shower walls
And tell me why it doesn't why it doesn't match my floor
And can you tell me please Mister Janitor, if you could
Why there ain't nothin to nothin to nothin no more no more
No more no more yeah

Layin down, gaggin just to hear something
Smashin your picture up against the wall just to make a sound
Admiring the lovely waves that your body made, oh
Say hello to the ocean for me for me for me for me yeah

version 3:
from The One-Eyed Jacks: Live (December 9th 2002) (2:31)
Yeah yeah yeah
Late at night walkin by the yacht club
Suckin down lemon soda
Bionic strings in a smoked out java joint, hey yeah
Givin me what I need
Yeah oh yeah givin me what I need

There ain't nobody watchin the game
There ain't no watch tellin the day
And there wasn't anybody walkin by me tryin to change the clean ashtray
Yeah

Well can you tell me please Mister Janitor
Why there ain't nothin to nothin to nothin no more no more
No more no more

Late at night walkin by the yacht club
Suckin down lemon soda
Admiring the lovely waves that your body made
Say hello to the ocean for me for me for me for me

version 2:
from Dustpan Ballads of the Total Stoned Model Citizen (October 22nd 2001) (1:37)
Well there ain't no cushions in the booths
And there ain't no watch tellin the day
Hittin repeat on the CD player for the six six six six six sixth time
Screamin just to hear something
Gone cross-eyed staring at the walls

version 1:
from Seed (October 12th 2001) (4:27)
Yeah yeah...
Late at night walkin by the yacht club
Suckin down lemon soda
Bionic strings in a smoked-out java joint, hey
Givin me what I need, oh yeah, oh yeah

There ain’t nobody watchin the game
And there ain’t no watch tellin the day
And there wasn’t anybody walkin by me
Tryin to change my clean ashtray
Yeah yeah...

Layin down, gaggin just to hear something
Smashin your picture up against the wall just to hear a sound
Yeah you can't tell me that it didn't play out
Yeah yeah...

Mr. Janitor can you help me clean the shit out the toilet bowl
And tell me why it doesn’t why it doesn’t match my floor
And maybe while you're at it you can tell me Mr. Janitor
Tell me why there ain't no meaning to nothin no more no more no more no more
Yeah yeah...

There ain't nobody watchin the game
There ain't no watch tellin the day
And there wasn't anybody walkin by me
Tryin to change the clean ashtray

Yeah, late at night, yeah, walkin by the yacht club, yeah, yeah
Suckin down, yeah, lemon soda, yeah yeah yeah oh yeah uh huh

earliest live performance: October 20th 2001