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| 1. |
| 3:24 | 
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Stop the bus I wanna be lonely
When seconds pass slowly And years go flying by You gotta stop the bus We get off here Enough's enough And I'm leaving this factory All she wants is food on the table And I won't be able to bring it home And all I want, come on, Is all I need, yeh is free 'Cos I'm a factory Did Mother Nature tell you Boy you come and go as you please That's what she said to me But big brother got the keys And I got Jackson Cannery Millionaires and mill rats live side by side here Messed up my brother's mind He's far from earth Tell me what's he worth The same as you The same as me In this factory Did Mother Nature tell you Boy you come and go as you please? That's what she said to me But big brother got the keys And I got Jackson Cannery It's four in the morning Mother don't know That I'm going far away She's whispering to the moon I hope he don't join you soon Baby boss Climbs up from his soapbox Great Caesar's ghost Knows what's best for me He says stop the bus Did Mother Nature tell you Boy you come and go as you please That's what she said to me Big brother got the keys And I got Jackson Cannery Big brother got the keys And I got Jackson Cannery Big brother got the keys And I got Jackson Cannery |
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| 2. |
| 4:37 |
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Won't you look up at the skyline
At the mortar, block, and glass And check out the reflections in my eyes See they always used to be there Even when this was all was grass And I sang and danced about a high-rise And you were laughing at my helmet head Laughing at my torch *Go ahead you can laugh all you want I got my philosophy And I trust it like the ground That's why my philosophy Keeps me walking when I'm falling down I see that there is evil And I know that there is good And the in-betweens I never understood Would you look at me I'm crazy But I get the job done I'm crazy but I get the job done and i say *Repeat I pushed you cause I loved you guys I didn't realize That you weren't having fun And I dragged you up the stairs And I told you to fly You were flapping your arms Then you started to cry, you were too high Now you take this all for granted You take the mortar, block, and glass And you forget the speech that moved the stone But it's really not that you can't see The forest for the trees You never been out in the woods alone So you can laugh all you want to But I've got my philosophy And I love you you're my friend But you got no philosophy Now it's time for this song to end |
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| 3. |
| 2:31 |
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I met this girl, she looked like
Axl Rose Got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes And in the morning put my feet on the floor and I thought Being awake never felt like this before And Julianne y'know she wouldn't approve Talked only on the phone 'cause I had nothing to do Got rid of Axl by the afternoon Being awake never felt so clear and Blue, that's all I knew Guess that I was innocent too I sing a song, yeah, and it won't be the blues Cos I don't miss Julianne My friend she told me she felt sorry for me She said the truth would come crashing down on me That I'd be sorry but the truth of it is That I feel guilty for not giving a shit Yahoo, that's all I knew Guess that I was innocent too I sing a song, yeh, and it won't be the blues I don't miss Julianne I got my bag of trash, I got my bag of trash I drag it up and down, I drag it up and down the road How could she miss a man Who drags a bag of trash down the road This week I feel like I been born again I know that Julianne, she would have a fit She'd find a reason for the things that I did She gave me credit for the things that I've never been Ohhh, that's what I do, guess I'm inoccent too I can try hard as I can, but I don't miss Julianne I can try hard as I can, but I don't miss Julianne |
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| 4. |
| 4:08 |
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I'd like to tell you
like to tell you tell you everything 'cause nothing changes ever changes doesn't seem the same these days Dave's been a mess since Cheryl left just sits at home and beats back death and Beth still wears that stupid dress CHORUS There goes Joe Caparo again with Darren's girl friend They're asking where you been like I know where ya been hey Summer, where ya been? I tried to tell you tried to tell you took a little bit too long and now your phone is disconnected and your shit's out on the lawn the Hardback Cafe closed down now we've got Office Town you should have stuck around 'cause There goes Ross and Frank again They're holding hands they're asking where ya been like I know where ya been hey Summer, where ya been? I could take a train or fly away maybe write a book and change my name I could settle down There goes Joe Caparo again Hey, that's Darren's girlfriend! There's Ross and Frank they're holding hands they've been asking where ya been Hey Summer, where ya been? 'll smoke a bowl with Caleb we'll fly away or settle down but hey, hey Summer, where ya been? |
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| 5. |
| 4:35 |
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Some summers in the evening after six or so
I walk on down the hill and maybe buy a beer I think about my friends Sometimes I wish they lived out here But they wouldn't dig this town No they wouldn't dig this town Try not to think about it, Alice Childress Try not to think about it anymore Try not to think about it, Alice Childress Anymore, no not anymore Alice, the world is full of ugly things, that you can't change Pretend it's not that way, it's my idea of faith You can blow it off and say there's good in nearly everyone Just give them all a chance Alice, give them all a chance Try not to think about it, Alice Childress Try not to think about it anymore Try not to think about it, Alice Childress Anymore, no not anymore No, it didn't work out No, it didn't work out the way we thought it would No, it didn't work out An arranged marriage is not so good Thank God it's you You know your timing is impeccable I'm not fooling you I don't know what to do Some dude just knocked me cold And left me on the sidewalk Took everything I had, everything I had Try not to think about it, Alice Childress Try not to think about it anymore It's getting late where you are, Alice Childress Anymore, no not anymore Anymore, no not anymore |
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| 6. |
| 4:11 |
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I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me And now it's been ten years I'm still wonderin' who to be And I'd love to mix in circles Cliques, and social coteries that's me Hand me my nose ring Can we be happy Show me the mosh pit Can we be happy We can be happy underground Who's got the looks, who's got the brains Who's got everything Now I got this pain in my heart, that's all Hey you with the long and lonely face There's got to be something else Let me tell ya something else There was a girl who passed me by She gave a smile but I was shy And I looked down, so down Don't look down no no, go go underground And now there's a place to go It's the morning now, it's the evening It's everything I click my heels and I'm there Underground, underground Everything's happy underground You been kicked around Did life bring you down here Everything's heavy underground And we'll be decked in all black and Slamming the pit fantastic Officer Friendly's little boy's got a mohawk And he knows just where we're coming from It's industrial, work it underground Get down, get down, get down Underground, underground Everything's happy underground You been kicked around Did life bring you down here Everything's heavy underground We can be happy, we can be happy We can be happy underground We can, we can, we can be Everythings happy You been kicked around Did life bring you down here Everything's happy underground We can, we can, we can be Everything We can, we can, we can be Everything is We can, we can, we can be Underground We can, we can, we can be |
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| 7. |
| 2:58 |
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Destiny was calling
Monday afternoon Wednesday he'd be crawling And you prayed he'd be there soon With sports and wine no no Some men never grew up Fortunate like you Some men never found out What it takes to be a dude That's Sports and Wine no no The girls don't understand it What you think is art My oh my we're all impressed How sensitive you are Everybody's talkin' about you now You know it's true beCos it always has been sports and wine for you So you ask me how I think I know Just what makes you tick I know what I know y'know I know you make me sick Sports and wine The girls don't understand it Anything you say I don't understand it either Guess that makes me gay Everybody's talking 'bout you now You know it's true. |
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| 8. |
| 3:51 |
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Your Uncle Walter's going on and on
'bout everything he's seen and done the voice of fifty years experience he's drunk watching the television you know he's been around the world last night he flew to Baghdad in his magical armchair with cigarettes and a six pack yeah, he just got back the spit's flying everywhere hey hey hey hey CHORUS 1 your Uncle Walter's going on and on (oh you're back so late) where did you go that you were gone so long? and how could you leave me here so long with Uncle Walter? Your Uncle Walter saw who fired the shots he drove his chair in the cavalcade He's flown from South Africa to countries where they beat themselves on the backs with chains there was a fleet of battleships and one reclining chair headed north on the Arabian Sea Now he's back to tell us what he and his oldest boy Blair they're getting rich with a mail order scheme oh oh CHORUS 2 your Uncle Walter's going on and on (we're so glad you're home) where did you go that you were gone so long? and how could you leave me here so long with Uncle Walter? Your Uncle Walter told me everything he'd do if he was president Now what a perfect world this world would be if he was president now but he's not! And he sees the children smoking pot he knows that in a moment they'll be shooting up heroin teardrops in his armchair a fifty minute lecture tobacco juice rolling down his chin CHORUS 1 |
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| 9. |
| 2:39 |
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I feel like a quote out of context
withholding the rest so I can be for you what you want to see I got the gestures and sounds got the timing down it's uncanny, yeah you'd think it was me do you think I should take a class to lose my southern accent? did I make me up or make the face 'til it stuck? I do the best imitation of myself. The "problem with you" speech you gave me was fine I liked the theories about my little stage and I swore I was listening but I started drifting around the part about me acting my age and now if it's all the same I've people to entertain I juggle one handed do some magic tricks and the best imitation of myself Maybe I'm thinking myself in a hole wondering who I am when I ought to know straighten up now time to go fool somebody else fool somebody else last night I was east with them and west within trying to be for you what you want to see But I can't help it with you the good and bad comes through don't want you hanging out with no one but me now if it's all the same it comes from the same place and if my mind's somewhere else you won't be able to tell I do the best imitation of myself yes it's uncanny to see you'd really think it was me the best imitation of myself do the best imitation of myself |
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| 4:08 |
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Barren stares as they light up the screen
bearing teardrops that shatter in slow motion novocaine our brains and we're out like lights And as I'm growing older I'm bored I remember when misery thrilled me much more when I can't relax and I'd like to go back CHORUS but that's gone [2x: we don't think that way no more] yeah that's gone turn around turn the volume down we're counting the days down to the day when we'll live in a video I'll be stonefaced and pale you'll pout in stereo twenty four hours every day of the year oh, what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here Closing in on the pain and the torture he's slamming the door like it's something to strive for the girl tearing curtains down looks funny as hell and of sense of humor can there be any doubt yeah, that natural selection has weeded it out? just to keep me from laughing out loud CHORUS Well, I've seen some old friends sort of die or just turn into whatever must have been inside them whatever all of us had then in common grew up and left home we don't think that way no more turn around turn the volume down we're counting the days down |
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| 11. |
| 4:34 |
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Well, she crept back in the house
at half past three shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep "If he really loved me," she said, "I wouldn't have to be so mean." He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer He sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor it's evidence of what he was like he likes to remember when CHORUS Sha-la-la sha-la-la sha-la-la the end is growing near though we're treading water now and holding back our tears and the day is rising wer're singing, sha - la - la - la - la In a minute it will all be coming down and they know it now but no one makes a sound it's such a shame to ruin this bright, lazy summer day CHORUS My, my. . . the cruelest lies are often told without a word my, my. . . the kindest truths are often spoken, never heard she said, "you've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth you can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you." he said, "well, I hate that it's come to this, but baby, I was doing fine how do you think that I survived the other twenty-five before you?" CHORUS |
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| 12. |
| 4:45 |
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Howard, the strangest thing Has
happened lately when I take a good swing And all my dreams they pivot and slip I drop my fists and they're back Laughing Howard My intention's become not to lose what I've won Ambition has given way to desperation and I Lost the fight for my eyes Boxing's been good to me, Howard Now I'm told, you're growing old The whole time we knew In a couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good to you? Howard, now I confess, I'm scared and lonely and tired They seem to think I'm made of clay Another day, I'm not cut out for this I just know what to say, I say Boxing's been good to me, Howard Now I'm told, you're growing old The whole time we knew In a couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good to you? Well sometimes I punch myself as hard as I can Yelling "nobody cares" hoping someone will tell me how Wrong I am Boxing's been good to me, Howard Now I'm told, you're growing old The whole time we knew In a couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good to you? Has boxing been good Has boxing been good to you? |
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