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Dig Me a Well
03:57
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I'll Fly Away
03:27
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I’ll Fly Away
I found my way back home
I thought that you might say some more
A penned note upon my door
I took a pass I can’t ignore
I’ll fly away through the hole that you have inside
Left like a breeze through the door
I found my way back home
I cannot help you anymore
I found my way back home
How could I ever know for sure?
Another note upon my door
If I’ve been gone then what’s it for?
I’ll fly away
I’ll fly away through the hole that you have inside
Left like a breeze through the door
I found my way back home
I cannot help you anymore
You’ve got something to say
But you can’t have your way
Drag it on with sorrow
Even if I would die
I’m not the only one
We won’t talk tomorrow
I found my way back home
I thought that you would say some more
ten notes upon my door
It’s better not to be a bore
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Apocalypse, Please Be True
Sat back waiting for the world to end
It was on TV, so I knew that it would happen
Haven’t paid my bills, haven’t paid my rent
What’s the point?
You don’t pay bills in heaven
I was gonna tell my girlfriend that we’re through
But we’re gonna turn to vapor, which is great, now I don’t have to
Dr.Phil said we’ll soon be gone
And that guy is never wrong
Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.
I was gonna go to college, gonna get some skills
What’s the point? Only finish one semester
I would be an engineer, build a brave new world
but the floods will come and you can’t build underwater
We could take a sky rocket into space
It’s a million a ticket; I don’t have a penny
The news said we’ll soon be gone
I know the news is never wrong
Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.
Sat back waiting for the world to end
It was on TV, so I knew that it would happen
Haven’t paid my bills, haven’t paid my rent
What’s the point?
We don’t pay bills in heaven
Sold all my possessions, cashed ‘em in
Living like a rock star, maxing out my credit
Now I’m ready for the world to end
I know, they won’t be wrong again
Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.
Not again.
No fires. No floods. No acid rain.
What will we do?
Apocalypse, please be true.
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Some Girls
03:18
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Some Girls
Some girls need a harpoon to land the man they’re on
Some girls need a spittoon to drain the man they’ve drowned
Some girls need a tattoo to show the ones they care
Some girls need some bamboo patterns on their underwear
I for one have always like them just the way they came
I have always feigned attention when the conversation’s lame
Some girls need electrified friendly hands at nights
Some girls need to change their breath after a Spaniard bullfight
If you’ve ever seen me down it all in one big gulp
Then you know you’re chapter after chapter New York Pulp
La la la la la la la la la la la la
It’s a flame out
Some girls need a harpoon to land the man they’re on
Some girls need a spittoon to drain the man they’ve drowned
Some girls wanna know just why I eat down all my beans
After all it’s some girls who can justify their means
La la la la la la la la la la la la
It’s a flame out
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Mask
03:18
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Willowman
03:01
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Willowman
Why are the lonely involved?
It’s part of the scheme.
It’s just a stupid machine.
Why do the homely evolve?
It’s sacrificial indeed.
I think you know what I mean.
Time says the prices, they are fair.
But weren’t you even aware?
I thought I’d chance on a dare.
I grabbed a handful to share.
Those stupid people, I swear.
How did the comely devolve?
And they fell on their own.
It’s our fault I’m told.
Time says the prices, they are fair.
But weren’t you even aware?
I thought I’d chance on a dare.
I grabbed a handful to share.
Those stupid people, I swear.
Unpin that heart, honestly.
It’s high time to breath.
It’s just a stupid machine.
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American Dream
05:12
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Yellow Magazine
03:52
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Yellow Magazine
Standing on the corner with a Yellow Magazine.
Low-cut pants and sugar ants remind me where I been.
You wonder why, you wonder what is in my magazine.
Well, I can’t tell you.
I only want to make a difference you know.
Standing on the corner with a Yellow Magazine.
High-rise towers and orchid flowers show me where I been.
You wonder why, you wonder what is in my magazine.
Well, I can’t tell you.
I only want to make a difference you know.
If I could tell you stories.
Won’t hear my stories?
If you would buy my stories…
If you take from me Yellow Magazine,
you won’t know the difference when you’re gone.
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Silence Me
03:35
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Silence Me
From a line of fragile people
who show their weakness every day.
Some may fear a church’s steeple
I can never fear that way.
Silence me, silence me
Over me. Under me.
Cover me. Bury me.
Silence me, silence me.
Why would you listen to me?
Over me. Under me.
Stop me before I can change your mind.
The slightest fear shuts down my mind, dear.
What does your agenda hold?
A supporting role, that’s not my part, dear.
But you knew that truth be told.
And every day, I look for crisis.
I know you find that hard to bear.
An idle prayer never suffices.
I need to know, do you care?
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Love Beyond Your Means
04:41
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Love Beyond Your Means
I know when you’re asleep, you have a fabulous dream
but when you are awake, what do you dream?
I dream that I’m a river and a newspaper too.
I dream I walk my big, big feet right over next to you.
Inside us is light, turn it off with a switch
so your day becomes the night, and the dream is the stitch
that sews it all together in a tapestry of souls
working all together, looking forward to growing old.
I dream that I’m a tire, rolling up the hill
and if I have a blowout, I will dream of you still.
I dream that I’m a river and a newspaper too.
I dream I walk my big, big feet right over next to you.
Inside us is light, turn it off with a switch
so your day becomes the night, and the dream is the stitch
that sews it all together in a tapestry of souls
working all together, looking forward to growing old.
Society won’t allow you to love beyond your means
Society won’t allow you to live beyond your means
Take a look in the mirror
Love beyond your means
Take a look in the mirror
Don’t live beyond your means
We fight and we ball
and we thrash and we crawl
we hide and we dream
and we lie in between
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A menu of UK Punk and US Alternative served with an infusion of 70s Rock, reduction of 80s New Wave and a drizzle of Andrews
Sisters compote, garnished with melodica, bagpipes and etherial piano, with Pink Floyd, David Bowie, Fiona Apple and REM seasoning.
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