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| 1. |
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Instrumental
(...niemieckich spotkało si? z szerokim rozgłosem w samych...) (Polish for ...gained significant popularity...) (Ladies and gentlemen, we proudly present, a picturesque score of passing fantasy.) |
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| 2. |
| 2:55 |
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Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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| 3. |
| 3:24 |
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Stop stalling. Make a name for yourself.
Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out. If you talk, you better walk, you better back your shit up With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun Start talking, "a sensonalist" Oh he's slightly clever, to just a certain extent If you talk, you better walk, you better keep your mouth shut. With more than good hooks while you're under the gun (panic! meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance (panic! meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. I'm burnin and I'm blackening my lungs Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue If you talk, you better walk, you better back your shit up With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun Start talking, a sensationalist Oh he's slighty clever, to just a certain extent. Oh keep quiet! Let us sing like the doves, Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. indifference and B. disinterest in what the critics say It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. indifference and B. disinterest in what the critics say Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. indifference and B. disinterest in what the critics say |
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| 4. |
| 3:24 |
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Watch your mouth, oh oh oh
Because your speech is slurred enough That you just might swallow your tongue Im sure you'd want to give up the ghost With just a little more poise than that {Or was it God who chokes, In these situations, running late, Oh no, he called in, he called in,} x2 The hospice is A relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest Sick and sad patients On first name basis with all the top physicians [Chorus:] Prescribed pills, To offset the shakes, To offset the pills, You know you should, Take it a day at a time, {That's when you, S-S-Stutter something profound, To the support on the line, And with the way you've been talking, Every word puts you a step closer to hell} x2 [Chorus x2] I am, Alone in this bed, house, and head, And she never fixes this, But at least she, (makes me forget) I am, Alone, in this bedroom, She never fixes this, But at least she, Makes me forget, [Chorus x2] The hospice is, A relaxing weekend getaway, Where you're a cut above all the rest, Sick and sad patients, On first name basis with all the top physicians, |
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| 5. |
| 3:12 |
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The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, No it's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Just sit back, just sit back, Just sit back, and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back, relapse, again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again, You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again. Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Just sit back, just sit back, Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight The IV and your hospital bed, This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events. |
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| 6. |
| 3:22 |
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Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention, Cause that's just ridiculously on, But she sure is gonna get it, Here's the setting, Fashion magazines line the walls now, The walls line the bullet holes, You sure, you sure you let her have it, You sure, you sure, [Chorus:] Have some composure, And where is your posture? Oh no no, You're pulling the trigger, Pulling the trigger all wrong, [x2] Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Well she didn't choose this role, But she'll play it and make it sincere, So you cry, you cry, (Baby, give me a break) But they believe it from the tears, And the teeth right down to the blood, At her feet, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams, (Baby, give me a break) [Chorus x2] Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on, come on, This is screaming, This is screaming, This is screaming photo op, (It's time to dance) Have some composure, And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it) You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, (You sure, you sure,) Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams. |
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| 7. |
| 3:20 |
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Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster |
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| 9. |
| 3:26 |
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Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A. The strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety But, but I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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| 10. |
| 3:07 |
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Oh, well imagine
as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: "What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter. "Yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of Well in fact well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved! Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne! Oh! Well in fact well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved! Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne! I'd chime in with a Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. Again. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. Again |
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| 3:30 |
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Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues Selling faux sermons 'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced By two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire Walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band |
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| 3:17 |
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Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva." Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch |
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| 3:41 |
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It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Freemont Street
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just dash a of formaldehyde And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Tonight tennants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money Oh what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Yeah (Yeah) And not to mention the constable and his proposition for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well only hours before After he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy There are no... raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses Its sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses, at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses and it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses And sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things |
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