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I saw that girl again today
Reading silly magazines I saw that girl again today Singing songs of bubblegum I had my eyes peeled wide Up and down the dirty side I had my eyes peeled wide I think about her all the time And then you blew my mind Always on my mind You made an educated guess You are an educated girl It was a palace on wheels And I was just a drunken fool I had my eyes peeled wide Up and down the dirty side I got a head just like a beehive I think about her all the time Why must you be A mystery to me? |
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Hello, little one
And what can I say? That you are not an angel And I am not a saint Wastin' all my money On small town trinkets I lost my silver spoon And I won't be coming home Carry on Carry, carry on I wonder who it is Whisperin' in your ear Hush hush little one Let me back in your life Take me to the morning Pretending that I got it made Cool lips to the bottle To hell with everyone |
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Well according to the shadows
We should be getting home According to the shadows We should be getting on With your lucky lucky fingers And your caterpillar eyes I promise to be gentle And I promise to be nice Some love is short, some love is long Sing to the ghosts of a dream gone wrong A new style hit the city A nueva bossa craze Dance into the future In the old fashioned ways Perfect your dimensions Teeth as white as white I promise to be gentle And I promise to be nice |
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Well raise my rent...turn the clocks back
How I wish it could last forever Flies the size of cigarette packs I tried to pay with camel bucks Remember remember I'm sticking to my story Remember remember It's all that I have left Darlin' lady listeners My friends all make me sick Listeners of the future Come on and help me quick Do you remember stumbling home? Do you remember dancing alone? Four thousand days I'm sticking to my story Four thousand days It's all that I have left I got patches on my eyes Got pillows on my head Singing chacha 2000 I need to get to bed |
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In thirty-three locations high
In northern California Space angels show the way Space brothers save the day It's nothin' but an overtone From a distant land unknown Unfavorable omens in the sky You got no time to waste The world is hard to understand Inside my head it's rainin' A million billion trillion stars What's the use in tryin'? A second chance for a second chance She's not the loving kind A tearless doll with plastic eyes Have you ever seen? Seven vodkas to the wind Seven ways from sundown Seventh heaven seventh veil I was only joking Seven vodkas to the wind Seven steps to Satan Seven cities made of gold I was only joking |
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Well they're swapping pharmaceuticals in Mussolini Park
And they're wigglin' and wobbilin' and dozin' in the dark And it's winter in New Jersey and it's Christmas in New York With a giggle and a stare and a bottle and a cork And Kristina took your photo with a needle and a spoon But she said we got to hurry cos her dad will be home soon And these superfreaky memories have put me in my place But then my superfreaky memories are gone without a trace Please excuse my eyes Please excuse my hands Please excuse my eyes Put me in my place In a dirty little room in a nasty little world You were out of your mind you were throwin' up your hands You were makin' crazy plans left a message on the mirror And your mouth was making words but there was nobody there Now the gears are rolling by and you don't get any wiser And the years are rolling on but you're going round and round And these superfreaky memories have put me in my place But my superfreaky memories are gone without a trace |
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Where is he going?
What has he done? What's to become of him I wrote a speech to my dad Twenty-one pages long He twisted my jokes and swallowed their meanings I lay awake counting one, two and three, It's alright, it's alright I fell asleep Counting eight, ten and four It's okay A twelve year old math wiz Came to me in my sleep He knew all the answers Which he kept to himself He said I'd hate to be you When the big day comes The look on your face Will be priceless |
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We used to have trials
For crimes against the mind Don't contradict yourself Not today Quickly fetch the lawyer You have long to live Words without wrinkles Will hurt the most Get your story straight I've heard those sayings "quickly fetch the lawyer, You've nothing left to give" Go to the window Make love to the wind Concentrate and listen This is the end A tearfilled eye Raised to the sky You want us all to notice We got no choice Listen, can you hear me? You're goin home Your government receptors Are shot to hell Your thoughts are spongy You don't seem well Listen, can you hear me? You're goin home Go to the window Make love to the wind Concentrate and listen This is the end (x2) *whistles* |
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He's a softly spoken tiger
In a sea of pussycats A softly spoken tiger Getting on the groove Betty and Veronica Lord I miss them so Forgot to mail those postcards It was a long time ago In a city of this size We'll never meet again No, no. no Well the mind is a monkey And honey so am I Befuddled and befiddled In the corner of your eye And the rustler's getting loopy On zycoline and booze He's gonna meet you at the airport There's no way for him to lose |
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Sandpaper tongue inside my ear
Tiny hands and bloodshot eyes I feel so sexy With your boot in my crotch Five o'clock shadow Six o'clock news East Bay Ray And Ruby Foo Said USA get out of my pants! We made the world safe For the cable news network Light another pill The house is on fire |
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Durch Strassen bevoikert
Wir laufen breit Wir sind zufrieden Die Nacht ist schon Wenn du im Halbschlaf bist, in Wunderland Und einst von mir entfernt bist Schau in den Himmel Die Engelshande saen Senfkomer des Wahnsinns Schau auf die Uhr Ich muss zu Bett Wir tanzen zusammen To the Tennesse Waltz |
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