音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Ed Robertson
声乐
Jim Creeggan
电低音大提琴
Tyler Stewart
鼓
Kevin Hearn
键盘
Steven Page
声乐
作曲和作词
Ed Robertson
作曲
制作和工程
Barenaked Ladies
制作人
Boo Macleod
助理录音工程师
Charlie Brocco
助理混音工程师
Kevin Szymanski
助理混音工程师
Scott Lake
助理录音工程师
Susan Rogers
录音工程师
David Leonard
制作人
歌词
[Chorus]
It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said, "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me, saying
"Get that together, come back and see me"
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday, you'd forgiven me
But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry
[Verse 1]
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes, big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits, you try to match wits
You try to hold me, but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake, I'd like a stinking aching shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show 'cause then you'll know the Vertigo is gonna grow
'Cause it's so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver
[PreChorus]
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt
[Chorus]
It's been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said, "You're crazy"
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realized it's not my fault, not a moment too soon
Yesterday, you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry
[Verse 2]
Chickity China, the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops ticking
Watching X-Files with no lights on, we're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting Frantic, like Sting, I'm tantric
Like Snickers guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurosawa, I make mad films, okay, I don't make films
But if I did, they'd have a samurai
Gonna get a set of better clubs, gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back swing
Gonna get in tune with Sailor Moon 'cause that cartoon
Has got the boom anime babes, that make me think the wrong thing
[PreChorus]
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean? You soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt
[Chorus]
It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to the sides and said, "I'm sorry"
Five days since I laughed at you and said
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
Three days since the living room
We realized we're both to blame, but what could we do?
Yesterday, you just smiled at me
'Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
[Outro]
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say "wasabi"
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
Written by: Ed Robertson

