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| 1. |
| 3:24 | 
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And in the land where I grew up
Into the bosom of technology I kept my feelings to myself Until the perfect moment comes Then into your bloodstream I will go Until I turn into a part of you Flooding the garden of delights That was a long long time ago That was a long long time ago It's not the ending of the world It's only the closing of a discotheque I used to go three times a week But that was a long long time ago Yeah, that was a long long time ago And that roaring that you hear Is only the blood that circles constantly No it is not applause my dear No, that was a long long time ago That was a long long time ago Ooh, oh ooh In between stations I can hear A million possibilities It's only the singing of the stars That burned out a long long time ago They burned out a long long time ago Ooh, oh ooh |
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| 2. |
| 4:41 |
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There are no angels left in America anymore
They left after the Second World War heading west Stopping briefly in Japan during the 60's Then in Tianamen Square during the last decade They kept heading west to who knows where What are they after? What are they looking for? A messiah who never comes? A virgin birth? A perfect drug? A sign, any kind of sign? Anything that looks slightly out of the ordinary Flying over fields and factories Momma's going off her head Daddy's bringing home the bacon Open up the pearly gates Fruit of salty lubrication Tangled up in arms and legs I can barely touch the bottom Now I'm working up a sweat! I'm ready now I'm ready now I can barely touch my own self How could I touch someone else? I am just an advertisement For a version of myself Like molecules in constant motion Like a million nervous tics I am quivering in anticipation Like the sunlight on their wings I'm ready now (don't look back) I'm ready now (I'm ready for this) I'm ready now The sensuous world - the smell of the sea The sweat off their wings - the fruit from the trees The angel inside - who will meet me tonight On wings of desire - I come back alive I'm ready I'm ready (I put the dogs outside) I'm ready I'm ready (to take that ride) I'm ready now I'm ready now (to take that wine) I'm ready now but where are you? |
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| 3. |
| 4:27 |
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I met my love at funeral
I'm tired of good-byes and burials Friends I have known Some I just met Standing around It's hard to forget - now isn't it? The war started in Bethlehem A quarrel between holy men Rocket's red glare Night without end Burning my eyes It's hard to forget - now isn't it? And if our cells are our destiny I want to be free of biology You are my friend But I hurt you, too It is not what I intended to do I saw my love by the restaurant Diggin' for home fries in a garbage can Ice cream and cake Sweetness and light A bottle of wine Now that would be nice - wouldn't it? |
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| 4. |
| 3:58 |
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We're living in a dump
Trying to figure out what sex we are Exchanging chromosomes Trying to bargain for a better future Well I'll trade you my potential mental illness For your bad teeth How 'bout trading your sexy body for a full head of hair Well we can't predict the future But we're trying to do the best that we can My cards are on the table I'm gambling everything that I am And some of us are hoping To end up with a perfect life I'll trade you everything that I got For the chance to be someone else But what you see is what you get And what you give is what you choose And what I am What you see Is exactly what I chose to be Now we got a black market Black market in designer genes Most beautiful, most intelligent criminals you've ever seen Now you're paying top dollar For what you used to get for free They'll stun you with their looks And charm you with effortless ease They've taken everything from you The way you walk The way you smile The sound of your voice Don't even know who you are Who are you now? Who are you now? I'm a self made man, I'm a self-made man I'm a self-made man (I got nothing left to give) I'm a self-made man (I got nothing left to lose) On down the hallway The freaks are waiting for you Somebody calls me The freaks are waiting for you And the clown will laugh in your face Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho The clown will laugh in your face Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho The clown will laugh in your face |
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| 5. |
| 4:26 |
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The sun shines on the living
The sun shines on the dead The sun shines on you and me Wherever we lay our heads The sun shines on the evil The sun shines on the good It doesn't favour righteousness Although you wish it would Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny Are you still awake? Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny I'm terribly scared And now I need an oasis A place to hide from the day I'd like a little dark tiny room Where the music plays Maybe you just lost somebody Maybe your whole world has changed The sun don't really care about that It shines on anyway Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny Are you still awake? Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny I'm terribly scared I'm going back in the box Back in the box Back in the box again Back in the box Back in the box Back in the box again And now love's terrifying But I cannot hide what I want You cannot hear me or see me now Because I've gone back in the box If I don't make no decisions Then I won't make no mistakes But through all those tiny holes Well the light's still getting in I'm going back in the box Back in the box Back in the box again I'm going back in the box Back in the box Back in the box again ... |
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| 6. |
| 3:03 |
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"You may think I look sad
But I am just sleeping It's my facial expression I'm probably dreaming Would you like to be sad? Would you like me to teach you? Well, you can learn to be sad But you must practice like I do Na na na, na na na na ... You must follow directions And learn it right from the start There isn't a short cut It must come from your heart Well there are those who are happy And there are those who are wise But it's the truly sad people Who get the most out of life Na na na, na na na na ... You may think I look sad But I am just sleeping It's my facial expression I'm probably dreaming " |
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| 7. |
| 4:52 |
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Lord knows we've become scientific
It's nothing special at all Sometimes everything gets big and nothing is small We can live here every day We can be here whenever we play And the knife is near at hand I cut myself to see who I am Reach inside, but I still can't touch The policeman inside Baby Jesus, Holy Moses! He can stop on a dime I guess there's just too many supposes For me to put out that fire Skin so soft, feels so light Guess I'll stay home tonight From the Rockies to the Rio Grande Big shadow falls across the land Had some money, but it's not enough To keep me in line We made love in a shower of stars I had a vision in my backyard I saw a car drive across the sky Behind the wheel, look there, it's you and I Looks like we're gonna get outta ourselves tonight Looks like What do you suppose? Was it nothing at all? What do you suppose? Was it nothing at all? Those good times, good times we had Were they nothing at all? Did I sleep a little too late? Or am I awake? Shake your body till the fear is gone Like it was nothing at all It's so easy, so easy, so easy Hey, it's nothing at all So easy, so easy, so easy Hey, it's nothing at all |
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| 8. |
| 2:01 |
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Some men desire a princess
And others lust for a temptress Well I don't need one of those 'cause, my love is you My love is you Some men replace their mamas And some want a young baiana I have no use for those 'cause, my love is you My love is you Sometimes dear You tell me I'm an asshole Sometimes you're an asshole too Even though we're filled with imperfections I don't think any less of you I'm primitive and selfish I'm childlike and I'm helpless Well I got that way because of My love for you My love is you My love is you |
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| 9. |
| 4:31 |
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Momma she had complications
There's nothing very strange about that Nuns said "We can't kill that baby We'll have to let your mother die" We are all just lilies of the valley We neither reap nor sow We need to get our hands a little dirty To make our gardens grow, hey hey Way too many people on this island Getting way too crowded on this boat Need someone to bail some water If we're gonna keep this thing afloat I like a little sugar in my coffee I don't mean Sweet 'n' Low You don't know what you want until you find it I believe you'll tell me so I need a little water in my garden I need a little sunlight on my head I need someone to cover me with kisses When I'm all alone and scared We are all just lilies of the valley We neither reap nor sow We need to get our hands a little dirty To make our gardens grow I like a little sugar in my coffee I don't mean Sweet 'n' Low I - like to cover me with kisses To make my garden grow |
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| 5:02 | 
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| 11. |
| 6:54 |
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A man sits in a field - contemplating his crops
In his mind he travels all over the world I see hairstyles, strange rituals Scenes of beauty, scenes that disgust me I see, I see me I felt awe, felt disgust I felt bliss, I felt lust It's - not unusual Saw people in a remote village Proudly wearing their - digital watches Saw a young Indonesian girl Possessed by the spirit of Mutant Ninja Turtles Saw palatial estates, with crumbling decorations And human furniture I saw hairstyles, meanwhile There's a strange ritual Got a strange ritual, it's wearing me down Saw a skyscraper made out of abandoned car parts Saw a legislature of women Courted by corporate lobbyists Saw body parts made out of precious gems And rare metals, saw a man on a barstool Who hadn't moved - in 32 hours He's lost in love He's lost in love All hope is gone A French corporation that doesn't make anything An ambulance driver - wakes up in a Dairy Queen A town in which even the people who live there Can't remember it's name Yeah, I see Yeah, I see - I see what you mean Yeah, I saw hairstyles Meanwhile There's a strange ritual He's got a strange ritual He keeps to himself Mmm - got a strange ritual He keeps to himself "Excuse me, sir, excuse me, sir You can't stand there You can't stand there" Excuse me, sir (excuse me, sir) Excuse me, sir (excuse me, sir) You can't stand there (you can't stand there) You can't stand there (you can't stand there) I saw things Things out in the fields I saw things Things out in the fields And I look at myself What do I know? (I saw things come into my room) I saw things come into my room It's not unusual I saw hairstyles Meanwhile There's a strange ritual Got a strange ritual He keeps to himself Yeah, we got a strange ritual We keep to ourselves He's lost in love He's lost in love All hope is gone All hope is gone All hands on deck All hands on deck He's lost in love He's lost in love We're lost in love We're lost in love All hope is gone All hope is gone We've got a strange ritual We keep to ourselves We've got a strange ritual We keep to ourselves Keep, keep, keep ... We've got a strange ritual We keep to ourselves We're lost in love We're lost in love We're lost in love We're lost in love ... |
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| 12. |
| 3:51 |
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Runnin' naked, down the state highway
Runnin' naked, in the middle of the day Runnin' naked like a tom cat's behind Runnin' naked but the cat don't seem to mind Give me your heart I'll give you mine first Give me your time And I'll give you my trust And we're buck naked now Like when we were born When will we find out? And why does it take so long? And we're buck naked now And we're buck naked now And we're buck naked now In the eyes of the Lord Runnin' naked like the day when I was born We're all naked in the land where I come from I'm a long long way from New York City now We're all naked - if you turn us inside out And we're buck naked now We ain't got no clothes Bare assed for sure In the eyes of God Naked in my heart Naked in my soul Well, how, how does it feel? Does anybody know? Well we're naked inside You're naked too Well there's nothing to fear And there's nothing we can do Well we're buck naked now Buck naked now Well we're buck naked now In the eyes of the Lord. |
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