Whitechocolatespaceegg (or whitechocolatespaceegg as typeset on the cover art) is the third studio album by American singer-songwriter Liz Phair, released in 1998 (See 1998 in music). whitechocolatespaceegg peaked at #35 on the Billboard 200.[9] As of July 2010, the album had sold 293,000 copies.[10]
Unlike her previous two albums, which dealt heavily with themes of sex and relationships, Whitechocolatespaceegg focused more on motherhood and family, as Phair had recently given birth to a son and was in the process of going through a divorce.
The album received generally positive reviews. Rolling Stone called it "engagingly intimate" while at the same time "playful and pop-y, with just enough dry humor." The magazine also praised the album for its storytelling-esque lyrics.[11] The Washington Times wrote that Phair had successfully proved she was "no longer an unbridled twentysomething but now, at 31, a wife and mother, [who] has grown as an artist as well as a woman."[12]
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Sh!tloads of Money
Louis is probably thirty years old but he looks like a solid 45
Louis says he's got a headache
I look in his eyes, and I believe him
The big L.K.'s and the gangster disciples
Louis can't think of who else could take over
But he just can't get up in the morning
A genuine face, braced for survival
It's nice to be liked
But it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have
Don't really see it that way
But if you can give 'em each one wish
How much do you want to bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
Don't know how many times you were stuck in the morning
You just couldn't move, though you mother was calling
You know what you need is a Lotto revival
A train flashes by and you're lost in a spiral
It's nice to be liked
But it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have
Don't really see it that way
But if you can give 'em each one wish
How much do you want to bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
Take the train on up to the zoo
Don't look back on what you've been through
Cause everyone's got a Monday
It looks like sh!t and must be America
It burns so quick, and it must be America
It's nice to be liked
But it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have
Don't really see it that way
But if you can give 'em each one wish
How much do you want to bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
I would surely include lots of money
You've got to have sh!tloads of M-O-N-E-why, money
--song written by Liz Phair
It looks like sh!t and must be America
Life in Dollaria isn't life unless its bought & paid for.
Maybe we can eat & drink it once the famine comes...?
