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I woke up and called this morning
The tone of your voice was a warning That you don't care for me anymore I made up the bed we sleep in I looked at the clock when you creep in It's 6 a.m. and I'm alone Did you know when you go It's the perfect ending To the bad day I was just beginning When you go all I know is You're my favorite mistake Well, your friends are sorry for me They watch you pretend to adore me But I'm no fool to this game Now here comes your secret lover She'd be unlike any other Until your guilt goes up in flames Did you know when you go It's the perfect ending To the bad day I've gotten used to spending When you go all I know is You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake Well maybe nothin' lasts forever Even when you stay together I don't need forever after It's your laughter won't let me go So I'm holding on this way Did you know, could you tell You were the only one That I ever loved Now everything's so wrong Did you see me walking by? Did it ever make you cry? You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake |
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| 2. |
| 5:02 |
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Hey let's party, let's get down, let's turn the radio on,
This is the meltdown. Get out the camera, take a picture, The drag queens and the freaks Are all out on the town. And cowboy Jane's in bed Nursing a swollen head. Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about. Now there goes the neighborhood. The photo chick made to look sickly Is standing in her panties in the shower. She plays the guitar in the bathroom While the police dust her mother's plastic flowers. And Schooboy John's in jail Making a killing through the U.S. mail. Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about. There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood. This is the movie of the screenplay of the book about a girl who meets a junkie. The messenger gets shot down just for carrying the message to a flunkie. We can't be certain who the villans are 'cuz everyone's so pretty But the afterparty's sure to be a wing-ding as it moves into your city. Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the stink was about. Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov Don't like the scene anyhow. I dropped acid on a Saturday night Just to see what the fuss was about. There goes the neighborhood. There goes the neighborhood. |
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| 4:08 |
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I spent a year in the mouth of a whale
With a flame and a book of signs. You'll never know how hard I've failed Trying to make up for lost time. Once I believed in things unseen I was blinded by the dark. Out of the multitude to me He came and broke my heart. When the dust in the field has flown, And the youngest of hearts has grown, And you doubt you will ever be free, Don't bail on me. River is wide and oh so deep And it winds and winds around. I dream we're happy in my sleep Floating down and down and down. And the tide rushes by where we stand, And the earth underneath turns to sand, And we're waiting for someone to see, Don't bail on me. Tell ma I loved the man Even though I turned and ran. Lovely and fine I could have been Laying down in the palm of his hand. Laying down in the palm of his hand. Laying down in the palm of his hand. Staying down in the palm of his hand. In the morning you wait for the sun, And secretly hope it won't come, But time washes everyone clean, Honey now, don't bail on me. Don't bail on me. Don't bail on me. |
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| 4. |
| 4:50 |
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It's don't hurt like it did.
I can sing my song again. It's don't hurt like it did. I can sing my song again. I scraped the paper off the wall. I put down carpet in the hall. I left no trace of you at all. And I can sing my song again. I don't dream 'cuz I don't sleep. The moon is hanging like your hat. The sun comes up, well I don't see Curtains tied up like a bat. The electric man looks good today. Maybe not, well I'm trying hard. Trying hard to feel that way, The electric man's a good place to start. Took your paintings off the wall. That one of me that you called doll. I added on 'cuz the house was feeling small. Now I can sing my song again. I don't think of you no more Except for everyday or two. I don't think of you no more Except for in between the sun and moon. Packed up and moved out after all. Bulldozed the house and watched it fall. That blessed sight I still recall I can sing my song again I can sing my song again It don't hurt like it did, it hurts worse. Who do I kid? |
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| 5. |
| 4:18 |
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We lay around just like gurus
In borrowed robes And talk about nothing Well maybe that's something Maybe that's something You stretch out across a long long table Without hesitation You say, "I'm willing and able." Maybe that's something Maybe that's one thing more than I've seen Maybe that's something more than nothing. You say good, I say you should, will you be there? Making miracles is hard work, Most people give up before they happen. Maybe that's something Maybe that's one thing more than I've seen Maybe that's something more than nothing, More than nothing, more than nothing. Maybe that's something Maybe that's one thing more than I've seen Maybe that's something more than nothing More than nothing, more than nothing, more than nothing. |
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I am strong
I am able I spill milk on your table Then I cry like a baby Just to see if you save me I am sweet I am ugly I am mean if you love me I try hard just to please you When I say I don't need you I dress up with a conscience When I think you'll be watching I say all the right things I don't know what I mean Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through I am ignorant and rude I am fashionably crude And sometimes when it's quiet I'm an angel in white When I pose in the mirror I want everyone near me I am scared that I'm weird I'm afraid I am queer I am lovely and weak I am foul when I speak I am strange when I'm kind I am frying my mind Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through (I don't care, I don't care) Jesus loves me I know For my mom told me so I'm a loser at love I'm a flower in the mud Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through Am I Am I Getting Through Don't you hate it When the money starts to running out Your esoteric rants Were made to twist and shout I heard you moved Now you're hangin on the Moulin Rouge Don't you know no matter where you go Somebody's always watching you That's what they say That's what they say When the pages fade the love you made Will seem one hundred light years away |
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| 4:18 |
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I light your cigarettes
I bring you apples from the vine How quickly you forget I run the bath and pour the wine I bring you everything that floats into your mind But you don't bring me anything but down You don't bring me anything but down You don't bring me anything but down When you come 'round You are a raging sea I pull myself out everyday I plea insanity Cause I can't leave but I can't stay You say, won't you come find me and yes is what I say You don't bring me anything but down You don't bring me anything but down Everything is crashing to the ground Maybe I'm not your perfect kind Maybe I'm not what you had in mind Maybe we're just killing time You with your silky words And your eyes of green and blue You with your steel beliefs That don't match anything you do It was so much easier before you became you You don't bring me anything but down You don't bring me anything but down Everything just crashes to the ground When you come around When you come around No more playing seek and hide No more long and wasted nights Can't you make it easy on yourself I know you wish you were strong You wish you were never wrong Well, I got some wishes of my own (Sheryl Crow) |
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| 8. |
| 6:19 |
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I think I was wrong
I think you were right All my angry words Will keep me up at night Through the old screen door I still hear you say Honey won't you stop Treating me that way If you could only see What love has made of me Then I'd no longer be in your mind The difficult kind Cause babe I've changed Tell it to me slow Tell me with your eyes If anyone should know How to let it slide I swear I can see you Coming up the drive There ain't nothing like regret To remind you you're alive If you could only see What love has made of me Then I'd no longer be in your mind The difficult kind Cause babe I've changed I crossed the canyon a thousand times But never noticed what was mine What you'll remember of me tonight Well, it almost makes me cry Yeah, it almost makes me cry Oh ballbreaking moon and ridiculing stars The older I get, the closer you are Don't you have somewhere that you need to be Instead of hanging here making a fool of me If you could only see What love has made of me Then I'd no longer be in your mind The difficult kind But you won't see the change in me If you could only see What love has made of me But I'll forever be in your mind The difficult kind But you won't see, no you won't see The good in me But babe I've changed Cause babe I've changed |
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| 9. |
| 4:42 |
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Every step of the way
We walk the line Your days are numbered So are mine Time is piling up We struggle and we scrape All boxed in Nowhere to escape The city's just a jungle More games to play I'm trapped in the heart of it Trying to get away I was raised in the country Been working in the town I been in trouble since I Set my suitcase down I ain't got nothing for you I had nothing before Don't even have anything For myself anymore Sky's full of fire And the rain is pouring down There's nothing you can sell me So I'll see you around All my powers of expression And thoughts so sublime Could never do you justice Reason or rhyme There's only one thing that I did wrong I stayed in Mississippi a day too long The devil's in the alley, the mule kickin' in the stall Say anything you wanna, I've heard it all I was thinking about the things that she said I was dreaming I was sleeping in you bed Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees Feel like a stranger nobody sees So many things we never will undo I know you're sorry, well I'm sorry too Some people will offer you their hand and some won't Last night I knew you, tonight I don't I need something strong to distract my mind I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind Well I got here, following the southern star I crossed that river just to be where you are There's only one thing that I did wrong I stayed in Mississippi a day too long Well my ship's been split to splinters; it's sinking fast I'm drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothing but affection for those who've sailed with me Everybody's moving if they ain't already there Everybody's got to move somewhere Well stick with me baby anyhow Things should start to get interesting right about now My clothes are wet, tight on my skin Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in I know that fortune is waiting to be kind So give me your hand and say you'll be mine The emptiness is endless, cold as clay You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way Well there's only one thing that I did wrong I stayed in Mississippi a day too long Yeah the only thing that I did wrong Was stayed in Mississippi a day too long The only thing that I did wrong Was stayed in Mississippi a day too long (Bob Dylan) |
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| 4:58 |
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Uncle Larry's hooked on ice again
He seems to be stuck in the 80's He wears his members only jacket Cause he thinks it turns on all the ladies And all the white folks shake their asses Looking for the two and four I'll have mine in martini glasses Cause I can't take it anymore These are the days of empty kitchens The rise and fall of Mary Ellen's hairdo I think she's found a new religion Studying the Kabalah in her J.Crew And all the rich kids shake their asses Looking for the two and four Well I'll have mine with Blackstrap molasses Cause I can't taste it anymore No I can't taste it anymore My friend Gregg says it's all good As the eastern seaboard's blown away Now everything is going half-price So look at all the money we saved And all the politicians shake their asses Looking for the backdoor I'll just be hanging out with the lasses Cause they don't like the boys no more No and I can't take it anymore |
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I watched the sun come up on Portland
I waved goodbye to all my friends I packed my car and headed to LA I gave away all my loose ends Somebody said you gotta get away To wanna go back home again I left my universe standing there Holding the hand of my best friend And it's laughter that I feel when I think of you It's one more dusty rose about to turn I'll see you when I reach New Mexico If I'm in the mood to crash and burn I wrote a letter that I never mailed I rehearsed a dialogue in my head In case you ever wanted to track me down I'll take my cell phone to bed And it's laughter that I hear when I close my eyes And it's one more punchline I forgot to learn I call you up when my bottle's dry I'm on my way to crash and burn Antigone laid across the road And let a mack truck leave her there for dead Just because her lover split the scene Well love might be great but why lose your head Well, it's laughter that comes up when I cry for you And my heart may break again before it learns And I might be stupid enough to want to fall again Cause I've gotten use to the crash and burn I say I've gotten use to the crash and burn |
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| 12. |
| 4:00 |
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Short circulated
Sleeping through the dopamine When you've got nothing to fear Too low to notice Superman in disco jeans Having a good time Just wish I was here Resuscitation Bring me around Resuscitation Bring me down So separated Under watergun ballet When you've got no map You've got no place to go Some sexy killjoy Bring everybody down Well I eat confusion And spit it out slow Resuscitation Bring you 'round Resuscitation Bring you down The road is paved with hope and glory But my shoes are hiding under the bed I need a little evaluation Rejuvenation Of soul and head So underneath Hanging on the bathroom rug Holding it together With rubber bands and chewing gum This mansion's crashing I'm just the butler's maid What do we care We just need our own parade Resuscitation Bring me down Resuscitation Bring me 'round |
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