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> The knees are bent and the hands are claspedThe painted head is bowedA sudden glimpse through heaven's gateIs all that I'm allowedMy hair is black and eyes are greenBut Marie is not my nameNa na na na na na na na na - His Lamest FlameHis lamest flame will beToo brief and burn too paleAnd all attempts to fire it up again will failI run around behind his friendsAnd play the waiting gameNa na na na na na na na na - His Lamest FlameI tell myself a million timesThere's nothing I can doSo why do I keep holding onI only wish I knewI was born too weak and I feel like a foolBut it's out of my domainNa na na na na na na na na - His Lamest FlameHis lamest flame will dieBefore the night is outJust a heap of ashThe wind is blown aboutFor him these feelings fade awayBut for me they're still the sameNa na na na na na na na na - His Lamest FlameHis lamest flame is hereAnd flickering its lastAnd through the dying lightWe journey to the pastBut still I'd give up all I've gotTo have him back againNa na na na na na na na na - His Lamest Flame
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| 2. |
| 3:08 |
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> Felt a little uneasy on easy street
Out of place and incomplete call it guilt Call it what you will Kissed good-bye the summer sky Hollywood and Malibu tides Through thick and thin you got a Good friend in me Just give me a beer and give me a bed Chase the demons out of my head Play me a song and sing me to sleep And meet me in the middle of my dreams Well I've seen the sun rise from the cliffs at Point Reyes And I've see it set upon Thunder Bay But I always keep my compass set on you When the night comes in and the stars come out The highway lines start to wear me out It'll be ok cause I'm coming back home to you And distant salutations and silly souvenirs Can't help your twilight loneliness Or brush away your tears I'll wire you some love today There's so much more I want to say But I'm Western Union desperate In a pay phone in the rain And it's so insane I'm Rimbaud and you're Verlaine So hey! California here I come I got my old backpack and a sunburnt thumb I hope my compass is tried and ture 'Cause when I need a friend it's still you |
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| 5:23 |
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> Disappearing out of sight along the open road
Into indistinct horizons I had no time to reload Like a silver bullet from a gun an arrow from a bow Like an equine star you'll hear about it Everywhere you go All through nebula I was racing in my mind I tripped the light fantastic and never looked behind You slow down You slow down Lights are changing You slow down You slow down Lights are changing You fly so high and move so fast You're running blindly from the past Slow down You slow down When lights are changing Looking through your hollow eyes across the great unknown Growing greater every second growing harder with each stone Yeah and you who judge your freedom by the quantity you score Does it make you any freer if you took a little more All that summertime I revolved around your eye In accelerating spirals in an asymmetric sky You slow down You slow down Lights are changing You slow down You slow down Lights are changing You fly so high yeah and you move so fast You're running blindly from the past Slow down You slow down Lights are changing Oh changing all the time Oh changing all the time Now you slow down You slow down Lights are changing You slow down You slow down Lights are changing You fly so high and you move so fast You're running blindly from the past Slow down You slow down Lights are changing You slow down You slow down lights are changing |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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> On Seven Sisters lay down your innocence
Cash in your ignorance learn about the truth And it's no playground it's one big let down It looks like a backstreet bargain baby But you just got screwed And on that high road you live in shadows And the one that follows is your silent twin And it's a sad reminder That when you try to find her She's back on the old main drag in trouble again Ten hail Mary's and she's ready to score Dealing with the damage of a grown up war But turning tricks and tourniquets Are nothing more than another wasted day Cinderella's on the corner with her eyes in tears Waiting for the moment when the magic appears They expected her home for the past two years I guess she lost her way The tide is always turning Deep inside your desire's burning And you're dying just to get away You thought you had it down When you first came to this town Now you're begging for a helping hand And a brand new day You're begging back all that Seven Sisters took away Can you get it back again Get it back again And I wish I could escape From the old main drag From the old main drag |
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| 5. |
| 3:25 |
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Bring out the Bushmills and bring on the band
Tonight we'll dance and swing I'll sing you softly, my dear, take my hand And we'll toast to proposals and flings Bring out the jester and shoot out the lights Rattle your diamonds and pearls There's swill for the swine and pills for the mind More rhythm and booze for the girls And those were the days when it all made sense An awesome and glorious hoedown 54 studio discotheques To welcome in the throng of Blowtown Welcome to the throng of Blowtown When Sonny gets dumped, he'll see red for a while He's not the kind to get yellow Tonight, tonight, the Billys will fight Over copyright laws, but stay mellow And a typical day, you can hear someone say We need the groove to improve So go find Carol Kaye But she can't be found, she's gone underground In a carpal tunnel freeze-out, she's retirement-bound And those were the days when it all made sense An awesome and glorious hoedown 54 studio discotheques to welcome the throng of Blowtown Welcome in the throng of Blowtown Ain't nothing like Motown The throng of Blowtown |
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| 6. |
| 3:07 |
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> Walkin' to the bus stop
Couldn't wait to get off I know I am the lucky one Hmm, hmm Walking in the twilight Cold Nevada twilight I know I am the lucky one On the wheels On the tabletop On the handles where the 7's stop On the floor On my hells again I know I'm the one I'm the one, I'm the one Standing on the corner If I could find a dollar I know I'd be the lucky one Hmm, hmm Standing in the last night Artificial daylight I know I am the lucky one, hmm, hmm On the wheels On the tabletop On the handles when the lemons stop On the floor On my heels again I know I'm the one I'm the one, I'm the one On the wheels On the tabletop On the handles when the lemons stop On the floor |
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| 3:57 |
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> There was a corner - it was the place to go
We used to meet there - doing our whiz and blow I had a friend there - she was a wasted space She tried to match me - she couldn't stay the pace She was a no one She was a loser She had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you I couldn't stand it - seeing you there with her I never told you - how much it really hurt I went to college - I got a fancy car Drop dead apartment - now I'm a shining star But she never made it She's selling Avon She had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you I have respect now - I always knew I would 'Cause I had a passport - out of the neighborhood And when I go back - I always see her there I ask how she's doing - not that I really care She's still on the corner She's still going nowhere But she had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you She had you ooo ooo - she had you |
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| 8. |
| 3:44 |
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Song about a sun beam song about a girl
Your voice still rings and echoes in my mind So many words unspoken so many worlds apart Your memory is all you left behind Somewhere it all got crazy and now it's like a dream And I knew that I blew it from the start I was too freaked out to deal with it all And too fucked up to care I stood right there and watched it fall apart Now LSD and Ecstasy don't help me And my dance with Mr. Brownstone got too rough Will you wake me without warning some jingle-jangle morning We'll fly away to heaven on a star Cause I love to watch you walk And I love to hear you talk But there's nothing I can say To make you feel the same way Now my friends are all I have now But they're so far away They all moved out of Seattle and back to L.A. They ask me how I'm doing And I ask them if they've seen you But no one sees much of anyone these days Now LSD and Ecstasy don't help me And my dance with Mr. Brownstone got too rough Will you wake me without warning some jingle-jangle morning We'll fly away to heaven on a star Cause I love to watch you walk and I love to hear you talk But there's nothing I can say To make you feel the same way the same way |
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| 9. |
| 2:22 |
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Got a little secret
I ain't gonna tell I'm going to heaven In a ground pea shell Oh lordie me Didn't I shake sugaree Everything I got is down in pawn Pawned my watch Pawned my chain Pawned everything that was in my name Oh lordie me Didn't I shake sugaree I'm going sailing In a wooden shoe Looking for a star I can tell my troubles do Oh lordie me Didn't I shake sugaree I pawned my horse Pawned my plow Pawned everything Even my old milk cow Got a little secret I ain't gonna tell I'm going to heaven In a ground pea shell Oh lordie me Didn't I shake sugaree Everything I got is down in pawn Everything I got is down in pawn |
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| 10. |
| 4:02 |
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Harsh words I heard him sayHe knows how to hurt meRear lights and flying kitesLong days in the sunAll gone behind us nowSo hard to rememberThis time I'll put it downBefore it's begunAnd you harbored in your sheltering bayStill watching as she's sailing awayNo movement on the ocean todayBut for two boats drifting apartDeep looks into my eyes he tries to convince meNo way I'd fall for thatI know what I amHe swears and so do IBut we don't believe itNo God or chosen oneCan prove where we standAnd you harbored in your sheltering bayStill watching as she's sailing awayNo movement on the ocean todayBut for two boats drifting apartAnd Now I doubt everything I knew,Or at least what I supposedIt's my fault and it's your fault too, you knowAnd you harbored in your sheltering bayStill watching as she's sailing awayNo movement on the ocean todayBut for two boats drifting apart
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| 11. |
| 3:35 |
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I ran out of Lexington - I ran out of time
I hooked up with anyone that I could find Why don't you answer me I bear you no ill You never notice me but someday you will And there you go lead and time Skin and chrome supergun so fine I'm burned up with jealousy You're burned up with speed You ditch your paramour I got what you need And I'm not a child And I'm not a fool Oh no not again - your supergun so cruel I got up - a new day dawned I believe I've been reborn I threw out my dolls and pins I go out and reel you in at last Oh yea, yea yea No injured innocence - no wounded pride Accept what has to be, I so long denied And I take it off and you follow suit I close my eyes But your supergun won't shoot No it won't shoot No it won't shoot No it won't shoot |
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| 12. |
| 2:05 |
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Day in, day out
Where you going, where you been What you got to moan about Only what I've seen Times are hard but I heard you say Why you telling me I've been seeing for myself Down along the lea Don't know how well off you are Pills and money, safe and warm Watching from your silver star You don't know you're born Harbored in your little cove Loathe to put to sea I've been drifting on the tide Down along the lea High, hi The braindead cry What a loser, what a state Take a good look in her eyes Pupils look like plates Confusing me with someone else I guess she looks like me I think I passed her on her way Down along the lea Well, I think I passed her on her way Down along the lea |
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| 13. |
| 4:14 |
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There's no sun and no starlight to shine on the rails
The spray painted words of the prophets have failed Down in this tunnel there's no day or night Up above is it darkness or light It's all just a dream I wake up and I'm back Where the wheels of reality screech down the track The ride is the moment they're all waiting for Can't afford to beleive that there's more I can't kid myself into thinking there's more And he lives in the suburbs and he carries a phone I watch him arrive and I'll watch him go home He'll pitch me a quarter as he stops to chage lines He'd stay but he never has time Would he stay if he ever had time So hold my eye While the rest of the city flies by The tips and the tokens you left me today Are the price of my ride on the subway And I've seen drowning hobos and rich men who pass Reflected in fragments of Boston bound glass And I'll be Jimmie Rodgers, The Cure or The Who If it makes any difference to you Does it make any difference to you So hold my eye While the rest of the city flies by The tips and the tokens you left me today Are the price of my ride on the subway They're the price of my ride on the subway They're the price of my ride on the subway |
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