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Can someone tell me the lyrics and tab to Stana, Satan, Santa
Thanks

I doubt it. Its not really known much really.

Unless someone watches a clip on You Tube and transcribes or some such if a fan posts it.

Might want to try that yourself perhaps. Be aware lyrics at live gigs tend to change nightly so what you hear at one gig won't be the same at another. So no lyric is exact.

Good luck

I just saw Stana for the first time on youtube!
How awesome is it?!


sorry. this is no help to the original query, just wanted to share

Okay, I transcribed as best I could from the 4/8/09 - Orlando, FL youtube video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RfrJyFfye6k)

Obviously, it is far from perfect, if anyone's got any corrections, I'll happily take them on board. Where I've put *J: that's a spoken bit by Jemaine.

enjoy

Stana

Blah blah banter blah…
(I do love the guy yelling out “love you, Bret!!” ;D)

This is the strangest tale you’ll ever hear
Wherever you go, far or near
In all your days, your months, your years
The weirdest words you heard, if you got ears.
If you don’t have ears, this’ll be the strangest tale that you ever… read.

We’ll tell you the story of a dangerous man
Some say he was born with a gun for a hand
An only child and a motherless son
In his class he was the difficult one
A fugitive by the age of five
They wanted that boy dead or alive
When he was ten he was full of rage
He was shootin’ men twice his age

*J: A ten year old boy with a shootin’ age of twenty. That’s far above average.

When he went to a bar, when he walked in
The drinks were so scared they ordered a gin
He was straight out of hell, for heaven’s sake
When a snake bit him he would poison the snake
He had a predilection for killin’ and hatin’
And his name was an anagram of Satan
Bad attitude, bad luck, bad grammar
A man by the name of Stana.

Staaaannnnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….

*J: that’s how he pronounced it, too. “Aaaaaa…” he’d always trail off at the end.
Stana.
Basically, “Satan” with the letters cleverly rearranged to sound like another name.
Another example is “Santa”. But oh, he was different to Santa. He was more like Satan. ‘Cause Santa’s quite a nice guy, Santa’ll come and give you gifts once a year.
Stana, on the other hand, will molest you.
… about once a year.
*B: he’ll climb down your chimney…
*J: on about the 17th of July he will come and… get into your bed, and molest you
*B: he’s a bad man. A lawbreaker. Burnin’ people…
*J: He’d uh, he’d break tax laws..
*B: he’d claim he’d earned a lot more than he actually had. (…?) … He was also a fool.
*J: He’d go “heh heh heh (???) I’ll say that earn I more than I… oh.”
“I don’t give a s***.”
“When I complete it, I’ll just burn this. Throw it away. Take that, IRS”
*B: He’d also break all sorts of natural laws
*J: Physical laws
*B: Laws of physics, exactly.
*J: He would occupy the same space as another solid object.
*B: He didn’t give a s***.
*J: He was beyond reproach!

(the following bit is really hard to get. This is the best I could do…)

The people were sick of him killing their kids and raping their sheep
So one night they… (something about drugging him in his sleep)
But Stana awoke (something) because the drug was just too weak
He gathered them round, shot every one of them down
Right there in the stee—eee-ee-eet

*J: Shot everyone in the whole town, all their bodies strewn around. And then he’d make some kind of glib comment, he goes “I’m outta here. This place is dead anyway.”
Who would say such a thing at a time like that?! How inappropriate!
Fortunately in this case, though, all the people he was talking about were dead, so they weren’t offended.

So he put on his hat and got on his horse
and to a new town he set a new course
he rode the steed at an incredible pace
and before too long he came to a place
where the flowers were black and the grass was too
in fact most things had a black-ish hue
the sun seemed to dribble like molten steel
he thought to himself “this is quite surreal”

*J: quite Dali-esque

Well, he went to a place to get a bite to eat
And he said to the girl “I’ll have a bowl of meat”
And she said “(…?) across the street
I can see you there, (…?) (damn Bret’s “girl voice”!)
Outside where the wind blew in two directions
Stana seemed to look at his own reflection
A man identical in his imperfections
Same eyes, same lines(?), same sized erection.

*J: that’s right. You heard us.
Both of them… two guys, looking exactly alike. Evil guys, exactly alike. Both with erections. Which were quite small, by the way. Just because they’re bad guys, doesn’t mean they have big ones. That’s a myth, put out there by bad guys.

(again, a tricky bit. Seriously, I can only catch bits and pieces of it)
This bloke he approached was beyond reproach
He’d killed a town, he’d shot them all down
He was bad with words, he (…?)
He had a knack for hatin’, kept killin’ sheep, rapin’(?)
When he’d done what he’d done
They took on one fugitive, they had a bowl of snakes (? I have no idea.)
He had a similar frame and ungrammatical name (?)
There wasn’t one way they wasn’t the saaaaame

The two stood out there, right in the street
On that curious day, in that curious heat
Outside (…?)
Two similar restaurants, forced to compete
The crowd gathered round to watch the scene
The two men walked up simultaneously
Two men that said stereophonically
“This town ain’t big enough for me and me”

*J: Literally it was big enough for both of them, ‘cause obviously… it’s a town. If it couldn’t support more than one person, it wouldn’t even qualify as a town. It would just be a person. It’s a figure of speech.

Well they drew their guns both at once
And aimed their shots directly
No one there’d seen such a thing
Well, it’s not what you’d expect to see
The bullets flew at the very same time
On the very same trajectory
Well, I say it’s true, ‘cause I was there
And my wife was right there next to mee-ee-ee

(ack, ‘nuther hard bit…)
The bullets stopped right there, stayed dead in the air
Then they fell to the ground without making a sound
Each man dropped his jaw(?) at 554(?)
Each …? same as before
They raised their brows as they saw the sign
Their bullets had stopped each other’s lines
and there’s no revealin’ the true relation (?)
and they began to laugh, as it was quite a funny situation

If you think the story is strange so far,
this is where it gets truly bizarre
Neither of the Stanas had ever met
No one told them that they hadn’a met.
Havin’ no victory, and no defeat
……. ?
One and two tried to kill each other
Began to get along with one another (?)

*J: They had a great cat (?). Turns out this other guy’s name was “Anats”

They were attached together like brain and a tumour
Same taste, same body, same sense of humour
They bought a farm, started bringing in pumas
They became lovers, though that’s a rumour
That’s what happened when Stana met Stana.
Well, they say we all got our (…?)
It might be false, and it might be true.
What would you do if you met yoouu?

*J: what would you do if you came face to face to yourself? Would you fight each other to the death? Evenly matched, who could ever win?
Or, probably more likely, you would become lovers. Start a ranch, raising big cats.
Well…
yeah.

This line always reminds me of Chuck Noris.

helgecko, what an effort! Much appreciated!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elXZI09ZNr8&feature=related
^I had a go with the missing lyrics using this video

The people were sick of him killing their kids and raping their sheep
So one night they drugged his drink, tried to sneak out while he was asleep
But Stana awoke before they got outta town because the drug was just too weak
He gathered them round, shot every one of them down
Right there in the stee—eee-ee-eet

Well, he went to a place to get a bite to eat
And he said to the girl “I’ll have a bowl of meat”
And she said “You can't be here when you're across the street
I can see you there, in your regular seat!"
Outside where the wind blew in two directions
Stana seemed to look at his own reflection
A man identical in his imperfections
Same eyes, same lies, same sized erection.

This bloke he approached was beyond reproach
He’d killed a town, he’d shot them all down
He was bad with words, he'd recorded verbs (?)
He had a knack for hatin’, kept killin’ sheep, rapin’

The two stood out there, right in the street
On that curious day, in that curious heat
Outside 'The Meat Cave' and 'The Palace of Meat'
Two similar restaurants, forced to compete
The crowd gathered round to watch the scene
The two men walked up simultaneously
Two men that said stereophonically
“This town ain’t big enough for me and me”

The bullets stopped right there, stayed dead in the air
Then they fell to the ground without making a sound
Each man dropped his jaw at 5:54
Each pair of bullets were the same as before (?)
They raised their brows as they saw the sign
Their bullets had stopped each other’s lines
and there’s no revealin’ the true relation
and they began to laugh, as it was quite a funny situation

If you think the story is strange so far,
this is where it gets truly bizarre
Neither of the Stanas had ever met
No one told them that they hadn’a met.
Havin’ no victory, and no defeat
Outside 'The Meat Cave' and 'The Palace of Meat'
One and two tried to kill each other
Began to get along very well with one another

*J: They had a great cat (?). Turns out this other guy’s name was “Anats”

They were attached together like brain and a tumour
Same taste, same body, same sense of humour
They bought a farm, started bringing in pumas
They became lovers, though that’s a rumour
That’s what happened when Stana met Stana.
Well, they say we all got our doppleganger
It might be false, and it might be true.
What would you do if you met yoouu?

Still a couple of words to sort, I'll watch some more versions.

Wonderful!!

thank you so much Baguette!!
Some of that was driving me absolutely mad

I just realised, isn't this a song from A Texan Odyssey?

About 1:31-2:17

The only thing I'd like to add is that Jemaine says "If you don't have ears this'll be the strangest tale you've ever...lip read"

Other than that I think that's pretty good! It's incredibly difficult to hear everything that's said - that's for sure!

This is funnier every time I listen. This is my take on the 8 PM Detroit show. Still some phrases that I'm not sure about, but for what it's worth:

This is a new song that we wrote quite a long time ago:

This is the strangest tale you’ll ever hear
Wherever you go, far or near,
In all your days, your months, your years
The strangest words you heard, if you got ears.
If you don’t have ears, this’ll be the strangest tale that you ever lip read.

Well I’ll tell you the story of a dangerous man
Some say he was born with a gun for a hand
An only child and a motherless son
In his class he was the difficult one
A fugitive by the age of five
They wanted that boy dead or alive
When he was ten he was full of rage
He was shootin’ men twice his age

*J: A ten year old boy with a shootin’ age of a twenty year old. That’s far above average.

When he went to a bar, when he walked in
The drinks were so scared they ordered a gin
He was straight out of hell, for heaven’s sake
When a snake bit him, he would poison the snake
He had a predilection for killin’ and hatin’
And his name was an anagram of Satan
Bad attitude, bad blood, bad grammar
A man by the name of Stana.

Staaaannnnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….

*J: Stana!
That's basically the same letters as the word “Satan,” but swapped around to make a more ... acceptable name.
Stana
Another example would be “Santa”. But although this guy Stana was quite the opposite of Santa, even though they've got quite similar letters in their names, whereas Santa would visit you once a year and give you a wonderful gift,
Stana would climb down your chimney once a year, and molest you
… every April 25th.
*B: A very bad man.
*J: Ohhh, yes. Make sure he gets everyone
*B: Even the pets
*J: Yess, even the pets.
*B: Bad man.
*J: Sometimes he will molest a person with their pet...using the pet. Horrible.
*B: He's a lawbreaker, goin' around murderin' people. Breakin' all kind of laws.
*J: Tax laws
*J: Yes, he would claim to earn much less than he actually did.
*B: Break all kinds of natural laws. The laws of physics!
*J: Gravity.
*B: He would just float off; say "f*** you, gravity."
*J: He would occupy the same space as another solid object. He didn’t give a s***. He'd say, "Oh yeah? Your table here? I'm here, too!" He was beyond reproach!

The people were sick of him killing their kids and raping their sheep
So one night they drugged his drink, tried to sneak out while he was asleep
But Stana awoke before they got outta town because the drug was just too weak
He gathered them round, shot every one of them down
Right there in the stree—eee--ee-ee-ee-ee-eet

*J: Shot everybody in this whole town down, all the corpses lying around on the ground. Then he has to make a glib comment.

Who would do such a thing at such an inopportune time? He goes “I’m outta here. This town's dead anyway.” Zinggg!
Fortunately, though, in this situation everybody was dead, so nobody was offended.

He put on his hat; got on his horse
and to a new town he set a new course
he rode the steed at an incredible pace
and before too long he came to a place
where the flowers were black and the grass was too
in fact most things had a black-ish hue
the sun seemed to drip like molten steel
he even thought to himself “this is quite surreal”

Ooh woo hoo!

Well, he went to a place to get a bite to eat
And he said to the girl “I’ll have a bowl of meat”
And she said “You can't be here when you're across the street
I can see you there, in your regular seat!"
Outside where the wind blew in two directions
Stana seemed to look at his own reflection
A man identical to imperfections
Same eyes, same ??, same sized erection.

*J: That's right, Just walk around with an erection. Not even trying to hide it. If anything, bringing attention to it by wearing orange pants. And he sees this other guy. Looks exactly like him, in every single way.
Let's go over the ways:

He had a scorpion broach, he was beyond reproach
He’d killed a town, and shot 'em all down
He was bad with words, he'd recorded verbs
He had a knack for hatin’, killin’ sheep, rapin’
When he’d done what he’d done
Was a difficult one, he had a bowl of snakes, ate poisonous snakes
A similar frame, an anagram for a name
There wasn’t one way that they wasn’t the saaaaame

The two stood out there, out in the street
On that curious day, in that furious heat
Outside the Meat King and the Palace of meat
Two similar restaurants, forced to compete
The crowd gathered round to watch and see
The two men walk and talk simultaneously
Two men that said stereophonically
“This town ain’t big enough for me and me”

*J: Of course, literally the town was big enough for both of them, if it wasn't big enough for two people, it wouldn’t actually even qualify as a town. No, what you'd be talking about there would be a person. They were just mouthin' off.

Well they drew their guns both at once
And aimed their shots directly
No one there’d seen such a thing
It’s not what you’d expect to see
The bullets flew at the very same time
On the very same trajectory
What I say it’s true, ‘cause I was there
And my wife was right there next to mee-ee-ee-ee-ee

The bullets stopped right there, stayed dead in the air
Then they fell to the ground without making a sound
Each man tried to shore?, fired five more
Each pair of bullets did the same as before
They raised their brows as they saw the sight
The bullets had stopped each other’s flight
and there’s no other feelin' than pure elation
They began to laugh, as it was quite a funny situation

*J: Heh heh heh heh. It's quite amusing, what happened.

Well if you think the story is strange so far,
this is where it gets truly bizarre
Neither of the Stanas had ever met
No opponent that they hadn’a beat.
Havin’ no victory, and no defeat
They went down to Meat King and the Palace of Meat
Stana one and two tried to kill each other
But they began to get along very well with one another

*J: Turns out this other guy’s name was “Anats”

They were attached together like brain and a tumor
Same taste, same obvious sense of humor
They bought a farm, started breeding pumas
They became lovers, well that’s the rumor
That’s what happened when Stana met Stana.
Well, they say we all got our doppleganga'
It might be false, and it might be true.
What would you do if you met yoouu?

*J: Well what would you do if you came face to face to yourself? Would you try and fight the other one to the death? Even though you're perfectly, evenly matched? Might take ages. Probably more likely, and as is the case in this scenario, you would probably just become lovers. Touching the other person's body the way you touch yourself, so many times, but this time without that guilty feeling. Without that nagging thought in the back of your mind goin', "Shouldn't I be doing some work?"
*B: Makin' love without all of the surprises.
*J: Finally.
Well…would ya?

Brilliant, Ufotofu!! Thank you!!

Ufotofu - Very good job on the translation! IMHO, I think Detroit's version of Stana is the best ever Of course, I haven't heard any other versions so...

how interesting that Jemaine reminds us that Stana comes down our chimneys every April 25th, since by the time the 11 pm show was over, it *was* April 25th

Excellent ears, baguette!

I knew I had heard it before, but I had no idea it was from Texas Odyssey! Good observation!

Couldn't figure out how to edit my previous post. This line should be:

Same taste, same hobbies, same sense of humor