“Ice Cream Cone” Lyrics

I Wanna Go Home (single)

From the single “I Wanna Go Home” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2012 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

Ice cream truck song drives by my lawn
Game freezes, everyone stunned
Nobody cares who lost or won
Might be his last time ever back

You better give me back that cone
The big vanilla ice cream cone
Or I’ma find you when you’re at home
‘Cause it’s the only thing that I own

Don’t be mean, let it go
I ain’t got nothing more
Not a house, not a home
Just that big vanilla cone

I run ahead and turn, and I wait
My mama jogs and pocketbook swings
But by the time she finds the right change
The truck is halfway down Hilltop Lane

Don’t be mean, let it go
I ain’t got nothing more
Not a house, not a home
Just that big vanilla cone

Ice cream cone
Big vanilla cone
(It’s a big vanilla ice cream cone)
Ice cream cone
(It’s a big vanilla)
Big vanilla cone

You better give me back that cone
The big vanilla ice cream cone
I’ll make our little story well known
‘Cause you won’t give me back my big vanilla cone

(It’s a big vanilla ice cream cone)
Ice cream cone
(It’s a big vanilla)
Big vanilla cone (4x)

(Mama? Yo quiero chocolate)

“I Wanna Go Home” Lyrics

I Wanna Go Home (single)

From the single “I Wanna Go Home” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2012 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

When you think about autumn do you think about me
Leaves fall, should I catch ’em or are they all free
Always sorry, always

When I find the right river then I finally jump in
Float ’til it gets me to the ocean
Break, sky, break wide open

The trees without, they’re all out then
The twigs with nothing, no fruit on them
The trees without, they’re all out then
The twigs with nothing, no fruit

Even though my mind is made
I wanna go back, unpack my things
I guess I got old ya know
I guess I got slow
I wanna go home
I wanna go home

When you think about falling when you’re climbing that tree
Leave all the worrying to me
I’m your net underneath

The trees without, they’re all out then
The twigs with nothing, no fruit on them
The trees without, they’re all out then
The twigs with nothing, no fruit
(You’re just a lonely clown, as long as there’s people around)

Even though my mind is made
I wanna go back, unpack my things
I guess I got old ya know
I guess I got slow
I wanna go home
I wanna go home

(Bridge)

The trees without, they’re all out then
The twigs with nothing, no fruit on them
The trees without, they’re all out then
I wanna go home
(You’re just a lonely clown, as long as there’s people around)

Even though my mind is made
I wanna go back, unpack my things
I guess I got old ya know
I guess I got slow
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home

“Dumb Angel” Lyrics

Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

I used to surf
I used to drive
I used to feel alive

I know I lost it
My only dream
California is over me

My favorite little pad
Even my fucked up old man
California is over

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

I used to flirt
I used to fly
I used to feel so high

I know it’s over
I hear the sea
California has taken me

Ain’t got my boat, she’s gone
Ain’t got my beautiful blonde
California is over

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

He’s a wanderer
Knows his way around
He’s a wanderer
Knows he’s gonna drown

(Short bridge)

I know I lost it
My only dream
California is over

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

He’s a wanderer
Knows his way around
He’s a wanderer
Knows he’s gonna drown

(Solo)

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

All things that live, one day must die, you know!
California is over

“Dreamwork” Lyrics

Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

Not, not, not dead
Not, not, not all
Got, got upset
I have ridden where you said “ride”
What you bid me do, I did, right?

My heart, your head
I sang, you shred
I start, you end
I have ridden where you said “ride”
What you bid me do, I did, right?

Devote my life
For what reason?
Teamwork made the brain work
A dreamer was the framework (2x)

Not, not, not dead
Not, not, not all
Got, got upset
I have ridden where you said “ride”
What you bid me do, I did, right?

Devote my life
For what reason?
Teamwork made the brain work
A dreamer was the framework (2x)

(Bridge)

Devote my life
For what reason?
Teamwork made the brain work
A dreamer was the framework (2x)

“Shove” Lyrics

Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

You always come asking for tea
You’re practiced with “thank you” and “please”
And should you come knocking, I’d fake
Absence so you’d eventually leave

I’m glad you’re my friend
I go to you for problems
You solve them
Always pressing send
I love you in a bad way, badly
You’re in my bed
A place to type our love scenes, they’re obscene
I want to be unreachable

I don’t wanna have any y’all around
Wanna be a snail in the ocean
Second best part of me starts to drown
This is what I’ve chosen

I don’t think I can hang with you
I got a lotta things I’d like to do
They’re interesting

Now this little nuisance in my front pocket
Always got it
Remember when we wrote each other letters
It was better
I want to be unreachable

I don’t wanna have any y’all around
Wanna be a snail in the ocean
Second best part of me starts to drown
This is what I’ve chosen

I don’t think I can hang with you
I got a lotta things I’d like to do
They’re interesting

I don’t think I can hang with you
(Come at me now)
I got a lotta things I’d like to do
They’re interesting
(I’ll shove you away)

(Bridge)

I don’t think I can hang with you
I got a lotta things I’d like to do
They’re interesting

I don’t think I can hang with you
(Come at me now)
I got a lotta things I’d like to do
They’re interesting
(I’ll shove you away)

“Youuuuu” Lyrics

Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

These two lovers are useless
And they don’t care that they’re clueless
They know nothing is better
They use their eyes to write letters

Youuuuu might be, but
I’m not in love
I knew it’d be tough
Why’d you give up
What’d you give up for
The only thing she needs is (she needs is) love

Wonder if you ever knew your man
Just do the best you can
Wonder if you ever knew the plan
Ooo-ooo-aah

New hands, new smile, two lips
New blood in my river music
All life’s threats now are toothless
Our storm not scared, rather ruthless

Youuuuu might be, but
I’m not in love
I knew it’d be tough
Why’d you give up
What’d you give up for
The only thing she needs is (she needs is) love

Wonder if you ever knew your man
Just do the best you can
Wonder if you ever knew the plan
Ooo-ooo-aah

(Bridge)

Wonder if you ever knew your man
Just do the best you can
Wonder if you ever knew the plan
Ooo-ooo-aah

“Row Your Boat” Lyrics

Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

Yellow and green
Orange and white
Purple and red
Blackens the night

Row row row your boat
Row row row your boat

Some shades will make you stare
Some shades are mild
Some shades will make you scared
And some will make you wild

Resident optical
Impossible
A little diabolical
Siamese regal monks, yeah
Resident optical
Impossible
Siamese

Colors are fun
Colors are great
Took ‘em for granted
Now it’s too late

Row row row your boat
Row row row your boat

Some shades will make you stare
Some shades are mild
Some shades will make you scared
And some will make you wild

Resident optical
Impossible
A little diabolical
Siamese regal monks, yeah
Resident optical
Impossible
Siamese

(Bridge)

Resident optical
Impossible
A little diabolical
Siamese regal monks, yeah
Resident optical
Impossible
Siamese

“Greetings From Beyond” Lyrics

Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

I live in corners in your dreams
I never hide but I’m never seen
I live between the walls and you
In other words I’m in this room

I’m not surprised you don’t like me
A pair of eyes your eyes can’t see
A barely noticed draft of air
A shadow that is not quite there

What I mean is
I don’t breathe and
I don’t bleed and
I never made a noise you could hear
A hot fever
It won’t leave you
A hot fever

I wake up with my shirt soaked through
I lay awhile but I can’t move
I strain to hear but the air is dead
It’s loudest just inside my head

And then it hits me as I breathe
My breath is loud but that’s not me
From underneath the door floats in
The shadow of an incomplete best friend

What I mean is
I don’t breathe and
I don’t bleed and
I never made a noise you could hear
A hot fever
It won’t leave you
A hot fever

When you’ve been dead for so long
The only dead you’ve been was wrong
When you think that I’m gone
I send you greetings from beyond

(Bridge)

What I mean is
I don’t breathe and
I don’t bleed and
I never made a noise you could hear
A hot fever
It won’t leave you
A hot fever

When you’ve been dead for so long
The only dead you’ve been was wrong
When you think that I’m gone
I send you greetings from beyond

A hot fever
It won’t leave you
A hot fever

(Bridge)

What I mean is
I don’t breathe and
I don’t bleed and
I never made a noise you could hear
A hot fever
It won’t leave you
A hot fever

When you’ve been dead for so long
The only dead you’ve been was wrong
When you think that I’m gone
I send you greetings from beyond (2x)