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| 1. |
| 3:38 | 
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The cut-rate mime
Walking through the dirty streets Of Paris in the hot August heat Sun melting the fake smile away Just looking for a place to stay The actress gave up all her old dreams And traded up now she is a queen Royal families don't have time for that shit Your crystal ball you keep it hid The tractor trailer driver radios: Help me someone I'm out here all alone Truck driving the black night away Prayin' for the light of day The kid in the mall works at Hawt Dawg on a stick His hat is a funny shape his heart is a brick Taking your order he will look away He doesn't have a thing to say But me I'm feeling pretty good as of now I'm not so sure when I got here or how Sun melting the fake smile away I think, you know, I'll be okay |
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| 2. |
| 2:09 |
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Today is a lovely day
Start up the car with the sun Packing blankets and dirty sheets A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up All the troubles you and i have seen Cross when the drawbridge light is green Don't look back to that messed-up scene Packing blankets and dirty sheets A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up All the troubles you and i have seen And all our troubles will be gone Blowing out over the bridge Floating up into the sky Making the storm clouds cry Put out that smoke and breath some air Get a new name and cut your hair |
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| 3. |
| 3:31 |
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Sun comes up on the old neighborhood
Spray-painted bricks and dead fire wood Well I don't know where I'm gonna be next I don't care where I'm gonna be Next time if you think of it You might remember me as The one who let you down But never made another Sound of fear Some people like to call me chuck It's charles and you are shit outta' luck If you think you know what happens next You think you know what happens Next time if you think of it You might remember me as The one who let you down But never made another Sound of fear Sun goes down on the old neighborhood Dark,damp the stop where I once stood I don't know where the bus stops next And I don't care where the bus stops Next time if you think of it You might remember me as The one who let you down But never made another Sound of fear The sound of fear I can't hear The sound of fear |
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| 4. |
| 2:35 |
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I can't look at the rocket launch
The trophy wives of the astrnauts And I won't listen to their words 'Cause I like Birds I don't care for walkin' downtown Crazy auto-car gonna mow me down Look at all people like cows in a herd well, I like Birds If you're smallㅣand on a search I've got a feeder for you to perch on I can't stand in line at the store The mean little people are such a bore But It's alright if you act like a turd 'Cause I like Birds If you're small and on a search I've got a feeder for you to perch on |
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| 5. |
| 3:29 |
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Take heart my little friend
And push back your seat Soon we'll be far away Far from the street Where you learned hour to be Not what you are Up on the shoulder There is a town With a little motel And an old movie house We'll go to a movie Whatever it is Whatching the movie The world's gonna end And there ain't no place for A boy and his friend to go I'll pick some daisies From the flower bed Of galaxy theater While you clear your head I thought some daisies Might cheer you up |
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| 6. |
| 3:19 |
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Little field mice
Living under the house Never eating much Tough life for a mouse And if you think you're gonna be spared you're wrong Field mice, head lice Spiders in the kitchen Don't think twice 'bout Whatever keeps you itchin Ice water, flyswatter Gonna get you trough The day Heat is rolling in like Hell's red rug Stinking like the breath of beelzebub And if you think you won't walk on coals you will Field mice, head lice Spiders in the kitchen Don't think twice 'bout Whatever keeps you itchin Ice water, flyswatter Gonna get you trough The day |
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| 7. |
| 2:16 |
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It's a mother fucker
Being here without you Thinking 'bout the good times Thinking 'bout the bad And I won't ever be the same It's a motherfucker Getting through a sunday Talking to the walls Just me again But I won't ever be the same I won't ever be the same It's a motherfucker How much I understand The feeling that you need someone To take you by the hand And you won't ever be the same You won't ever be the same |
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| 8. |
| 1:40 |
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These are the sounds
of the days that are past A miracle was about to happen |
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| 9. |
| 3:06 |
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i bought some rock star ashes,
from the back of rolling stone i guess he wouldn't mind it, they couldn't sell his soul the tiger in my tank, is going to go extinct and im not feelin so good myself, i think im on the brink of disaster i had a dream last night the tv and the phone grew some legs and took a walk and left me all alone the tiger in my tank, is going to go extinct and im not feelin so good myself, i think im on the brink of disaster when i grow up ill be an angry little whore, ill give you all the finger i'll sell you all what for |
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| 10. |
| 2:25 |
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Wake up the dying, Dont wake up the dead Change what your sayin, Dont change what you've said Now that its time that I got out of bed When i'll walk myself Down sycamore street The sun beats down No shoes on my feet And i stumble on A daisy through concrete Pink and brown babies In pink stroller cars, Know that it's good They dont care where they are They know that home Doesn't feel very far When i'll walk myself Down sycamore street The sun beats down No shoes on my feet And i stumble on A daisy through concrete Airplane is flyin up in the sky Makin a pattern With the white lines Looks like a heart Or maybe a pie |
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| 11. |
| 3:36 |
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How does her world spin
Without me in her nest? Could there really be such happiness? Oh, she's got a dark side too Even murderous But I love that Just like her I don't have a chance at writing the book I just want to be a page In Jeannie's diary One single page In Jeannie's diary Yes I am intense Maybe quite obsessed Everything she does is curious Oh, she's going to let me in I just know it's so Then again, who do I kid? I don't have a prayer for writing the book I just want to be a page In Jeannie's diary One single page In Jeannie's diary She could have anything she wants So why not me? She could have anything she dreams Oh, to be one single page One single page In Jeannie's diary |
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| 2:56 | 
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| 13. |
| 2:53 |
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Taking a walk down to the mall
Smellin' piss and beer and gas That could be me in a couple years Suckin' fumes under the highway pass On a rainy day While I wear newspapers for pants And a T-shirt that says, "Damn, I'm Good" People look funny when they cry 'Cause they just can't let it hide Tapping into your little box Press the cry button, it unlocks On a rainy day No one has a thing to say Easier to look the other way Take a look in the killer's eyes And you see there's nothing there But something is sacred in your eyes And somethin' to believe On a rainy day And as the world will blow to bits I'll cradle you and hold you tight |
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| 2:28 |
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If I lay my head down
I will see you in my dream Wearing that polka dot dress And sitting by the stream Leaning in to hear you You will whisper in my ear And everyting I need to know I finally hear I wish I could remember But my selective memory won't let me When I was a baby We would go out to the park And sit out in the fountain Splashing 'round until it's dark The days go on forever When you only know that much And everything you need to know Is answered with one touch I wish could remember But my selective memory won't let me |
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| 15. |
| 4:18 |
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The smokestack is spitting black soot
into the sunny sky The load on the road brings a tear to the Indian's eye The elephant won't forget what it's like inside his cage The ringmaster's telecaster sings on an empty stage Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah Ooooh The girl with the curls and the sweet big ribbon in her hair She's crawling out the window 'cause her daddy just don't care Come on Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah The clown with the frown driving down to the sidewalk fair Finger on the trigger let me tell you he is quite a scare Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah Uhuh The kids flip their lids when their ears hear that crazy sound My neighbour digs the flavour still he's moving to another town And I don't believe he'll come back God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah And I don't know how you're taking all the shit you see You don't believe anyone but most of all openly agree God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah |
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