People Like To Be Fooled

by Istvan & His Imaginary Band

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A humorous and moody collection of low fi b-sides.

People Like To Be Fooled is the second official release from Istvan. It's a collection of his best known and loved B-sides. These are the odd ball or instrumental songs he incorporates throughout any live show. You can see live club versions of both James L. Brooks and Dog Und Kat at his Youtube page. Go to YouTube.com/1stvan and see what all the snickering is about.

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released November 16, 2012

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Istvan & His Imaginary Band Berwyn, Illinois

Istvan makes music, clothes, toys, and other surprises for special people of every age

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Track Name: On The Bus
You're on the bus
You're on a cell phone
You're on the bus
You're on a cell phone
You're on the bus
You're on a cell phone
You're on the bus
You're on

Are you insane or are you just shameless
Are you eccentric or really talking business
With another man on another cell phone
On another bus at five heading home

Is it for your gain or our entertainment
I'd like to cut you up and bury you in my basement
It's bad enough that I'm a slave to public transportation
Do I have to be aware of all your conversations
Track Name: K020101334
K020101334
K020101334

You been knocked down stepped on slammed in door
You been picked on laughed at licked by a dog
You're a best friend Godsend lifted the fog
Of a nightmare bad scare

You're always there with a song

K020101334
K020101334
K020101334
K020101334
Track Name: James L. Brooks
James L. Brooks!
James L. Brooks!
James L. Brooks!
James L. Brooks!

Go.

James L. Brooks!
James L. Brooks!
James L. Brooks!
James L. Brooks!
Track Name: Fire By Night
I was walking down the street in my typical haze
I saw a cool kid staring with some mirrored shades
He was pulling a guitar from the back of his truck
With a Bush Chaney bumper sticker what the fuck

When I stopped and looked around I guess I wasn't shocked
He was heading to the church at the end of my block
Probably playing in some shitty battle of the bands
Hosted by some fucking chicken hawk who understands

That the kids are
Treats for the trickin'
That the kids are
A time bomb tickin'
That the kids are
Ripe for the pickin'

So watch your little brothers and your sisters too
You never know whose watching them or maybe watching you
Could be any random asshole who seems like he's o.k.
But if you heard what he was thinking you would hear him say

That the kids are
Treats for the trickin'
That the kids are
A time bomb tickin'
That the kids are
Ripe for the pickin'
Track Name: Rotten
Rotten little kids grow up
And that's where assholes come from
Track Name: Quitter
I'll let you in on a secret
To get is to win
But I'll have none of it
'Cause I like to quit
You fuckin' idiot

'Cause it's in the front
And it's in the back
Do you even know
They've got you in a sack
So burn every bridge
And you'll get what you lack

'Cause each time that I walk away
I may lose another name or date or day of pay
I see the looks and hear what certain people say
But what I gain can't be measured in that way

'Cause it's where you live
And how you dress
Your fucking last name
And all your stupid friends
So try as you might
Because it never ends

'Cause each time that I walk away
I may lose another name or date or day of pay
I see the looks and hear what certain people say
But what I gain can't be measured in that way
Track Name: John Brown
John Brown
Sleeps in a tight crescent
John Brown
He's like a Christmas present
John Brown
He'll make you laugh and cry
Sixteen years old sexy sassy and spry

John Brown
He's impossibly cute
He always wears
His tiger striped jumpsuit
He's like a little
Feline Jack Lalanne
He takes a midnight crap
He goes shit house insane
John Brown

Run around John Brown
Pitter pat goes the sound
Of a septuagenarian
Humanitarian
Fat like a Bavarian
A constant companion

John Brown
John Brown
John Brown
John Brown