Текст песни Add It Up (Live At Folk City / 1983) - Violent Femmes

This song's called, "Add it up"
Starts off acapella
Day, day
(Day, day)
Af- (day)
Just, I'm pointing when you wanna quit
You're louder than many more microphones
Day (day)
(Let it go man, bust it off)

After day (after day)
Definitely a hip crowd
I should have known
Oh, well, we'll do the real songs for you then
I will walk (I will walk)
And I will play, but the day
After today
I will stop, and I will start
One, two, three

Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Believe me, there'd be some things that I wouldn't miss
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss

Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Believe me, I'd know what to do
But something won't let me make love to you

Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
I guess it's got something to do with luck
But I waited my whole life for just one

Day after day
I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I take a bow and say goodnight

Mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mum
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one
But when your sugar left, he left you on the run

So mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mum
Take a look now, look what your boy has done
He's walking around like he's number one
'Cause he went downtown, and he got him a gun

So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me

Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you got my sympathy
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me

Broken-down kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke
You gotta grasp and reach for a leg of hope

Words to memorize, words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise
Words all fail the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs

But mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mother
I would love to love you, lover
The city's restless, it's ready to pounce
Go here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce

Mo-my-mama, mama-mo-my-mother
I would love to love you, lover
The city's restless, it's ready to pounce
Go here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce, said

I'm giving you a decision to make
Things to lose, things to take
Just as she's about ready to cut it up
She said, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up"

Gonna add it up, add it up (hey)
Add it up, add it up (oh)
Add it up, add it up (see what you got, you gotta)
Add it up, add it up (baby, up, up, up, up)

Day after day (add it up, add it up, add it up, add it up)
I get angry, and I will say (add it up, add it up, add it up, add it up)
That the day is in my sight (add it up, add it up, add it up, add it up)
When I take a bow and say goodnight (add it up, add it up, add it up, add it up)

Nice (you killed the mic)
The word of the sound