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| 1. |
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So long ago
on a summer day I put my best shirt on I took you to a matinee with money from mowing lawns money from mowing lawns You worked down at the Dairy Queen we hit it off from the start but now there's a blizzard in between and frost inside a heart If I had a good reason I would share it with you then the coldest season came making room for something new Good for you good for me call it serendipity Walking on coals just trying to get through but summers don't last so long all that is left here is the truth everything else is gone Gone without a good reason for me to share it with you then the coldest season came making room for something new Good for you good for me call it serendipity If I can only hit my stride I'll make it to the other side I don't want to be road kill when there's half a cup to fill to fill Good for you good for me call it serendipity call it serendipity Walking on coals just trying to get through now summers don't last so long all that is left here is the truth everything else is gone |
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| 2. |
| 4:57 |
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You're looking for something
That you'll never find You've got the questions You've got the time You've got the bruises To show you've been blind 'Cause you're looking for something That you'll never find I'm hoping you find it And someday you might But not in an instant And not overnight And I am the one who's Holding you tight Hoping you find it And someday you might Could you be the one Could you be the one who will find it Staring at the sun as you're blinded Could you be the one who will find That it's fine if it's not in me You're looking for something That's not even there You're knocking down tables You're kicking in chairs I know you're angry You know I don't care Looking for something That's not even there Make me an offer That I can't refuse Set up my options Force me to choose You've been abandoned I've been abused Set up my options 'Cause I can't refuse Oh, could you be the one Could you be the one who will find it Staring at the sun as you're blinded Could you be the one who will find That it's fine if it's not in me Over in Indiana Wearing their red bandanas The Indians eat bananas Thinking they're full of Vitamin C Looking for someone That I'll never be Some kind of bondage To make you feel free A Lover, a savior Oh, that isn't me Well you're looking for someone That I'll never be Could you be the one Oh could you be the one who will find it Staring at the sun as you're blinded Could you be the one who will find That it's fine if it's not in me |
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| 3. |
| 3:48 |
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Hey, pass the ball
Why do you run it in circles? Waves crash the wall Soon enough all your hard work will fail Wait, hold the phone I don't know if I can take this Leave me alone I don't know if I can make this work See, I know I'm lost and lonely Please go slow; I'm one and only I need to think 'Cause now I've got everyone wondering Pass me a drink Last, but not least, and my virtue's gone Lend me a hand I think I could walk if you help me Please understand If I could talk, I would tell you why See, I know I'm lost and lonely Please go slow; I'm one and only Only one All or none My heart's done Weighs a ton Hold me a while Tell me you'll never be leaving I'll walk the mile Seeing but not quite believing you See, I know I'm lost and lonely Please go slow; I'm one and only See, I know I'm lost and lonely (See, I know I'm lost and lonely) Please go slow; I'm one and only (Please go slow; I'm one and only)... |
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| 4. |
| 4:02 |
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That's the problem, dear, with angry people
They try to go it alone Digging in and making cranky feeble pleas That other angries disown Angry people think a good solution Is getting others involved So they surround themselves with happy people And watch their smiles dissolve We just drag them down We just drag them down We just drag them down Until they're just like us Angry people get so sanctimonious Telling us what to do Hoping no one outs them all as phonies just cause We are all phonies too And those of us who once had wives and families Understand what I mean What was once a calm and peaceful refuge Is overtaken by spleen 'Cause we just drag them down We just drag them down We just drag them down Until they're just like us I am the singer in the band We're only trying to lend a hand And though it's not what we had planned We understand That we just drag you down We just drag you down We just drag you down Until you're just like us In a square a thousand angry people Are waving signs in the air (HEY!) While a million other happy people Are trying hard not to care (BACK OFF!) You see, the happy people's biggest problem Is they're never fearing the worst While the rest of us will never sleep until Your happy bubbles are burst Yeah, we just drag them down Didn't I just drag you down Just watch me drag you down Until you're just like us Until you're just like us Oh, until you're just like us Until you're just like us |
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| 5. |
| 3:47 |
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Some people are just all show
Well, I don't mind that if the show is worth watching But it's all bark and no tree What's more ironic than a hippie in Versace? It's all peace and love and limousines You got the right message, but the wrong intentions How can you be touchy-feely when you've lost touch? I think it's time we had a little intervention with you Hey now, wake up And lose the makeup She makes you wanna know her When you don't know what it's worth Now you really wanna show her How she's just so down to Earth (via satellite) There's no better friends than the, the kind you pay If they don't balance, great - then the door will keep revolving It's a tight circle of the chosen few Well, how'd you manage that with the recipe involving Just a pinch of sweetness and a cup of angst? Mix it all up - you're the all-purpose flour Though it looks delicious, something smells bad I don't think I'd last a half an hour with you Hey now, wake up And lose the makeup She makes you wanna know her When you don't know what it's worth Now you really wanna show her How she's just so down to Earth (via satellite) What's it like to love you When there's no one else above you And no one gets to know you? Well, who'll be there to show you (via satellite)? It's like making love to a TV It's kinda novel, but it's miles away from satisfying Your hangers-on say it's a great deal But what you're selling, there's no chance in hell that I'll be buying Hey now, wake up And lose the makeup She makes you wanna know her When you don't know what it's worth Now you really wanna show her How she's just so down to Earth She makes you wanna know her When you don't know what it's worth Now you really wanna show her How she's just so down to Earth (via satellite) |
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| 6. |
| 2:35 |
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What if you were not just for show,
What if you were not good to go, What if you were simply not so beautiful? What if you were not thin and tall, What if you were done with it all, What if you were not baby doll beautiful? (Beautiful) Isn't she, (Beautiful) Paid to be, (Beautiful) When I see, (Beautiful) Shame on me. Hoping that it's deeper than skin, Open to the beauty within, Scoping out the room's not a sin. Beautiful. Beautiful, and not much else, and not much else going on. No matter cause no one's as (Beautiful) Everytime she walks in the room the eyes all turn to find her, (Beautiful) Everything she says I simply say I never mind her, (Beautiful) Everyone she sees seems to ignore the whole experience, (Beautiful) Everytime she leave she sees me her checking her appearance. What if one day I wake up blind, Would I go on losing my mind, Groping in the dark just to find beautiful. Beauty disappears, Boredom perseveres. (Beautiful) Isn't she, (Beautiful) Paid to be, (Beautiful) When I see, (Beautiful) Shame on me. (Beautiful) (Beautiful) Isn't she? Everytime she walks in the room their heads all turn to find her (Beautiful) Paid to be Everything she says I simply say I never mind. (Beautiful) When I see Everyone she sees seems to ignore the whole experience. (Beautiful) Shame on me. |
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| 7. |
| 3:58 |
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I stopped into a club
I thought I'd see a show Everyone was there At least everyone i know Their knickers in a knot Their hands upon their heart The best they'd ever seen The greatest work of art I wished that it was me.... It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink A party at a friend's Toronto's coolest scene I thought I'd bring a tape T show them where I'd been And listen for a while The lyrics made them smile They said that it was fine Although it's not the style I said it wasn't me Once upon a time I couldn't get enough Until I made it big And that's when it got rough Disappointed now Perhaps a bit surprised To look them in the face And see it in their eyes They wish it wasn't me It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink I used to hold you close You used to tell me things You never told a soul But then you heard me sing The details of your life Condensed into a song The neighbour and his wife Work out and sing along And you can't look at me It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink Could song be an alibi A lyric replacement for falling in love But now that the well is dry I can't understand what I've been singing of... Do you know what it is to love? To really love? To really love.... Do I? I cycled by your house I saw you on the lawn I see you all the time Now that you are gone I tried to call your name But something made me stop I call you once a day Until you call the cops And told them it was me I filled a plastic bag With everything I wrote I threw it off a bridge And thought that it would float. The water made it sink The bag was bleeding ink. I wished that I could swim I wished that I could drink I wished that it was me. It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink To drive a man to drink To drive a man to drink |
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| 8. |
| 4:27 |
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Drunk on wine, I'm amazing
Bitter Pill; it's my raising News at five and at midnight Caught on tape; serves me right The crowd around me starts to grow I can feel the undertow Anyone with a half a heart would help me out Before they ever let the other half find out But if they could see how far I've let you down Anyone with half a heart would let me drown Flashing lights couldn't warn her Paint myself in a corner Bracing now for the impact Losing hope, keeping track Standing on a crumbling wall Tethered to a cannonball Anyone with half a heart would help me out Before they ever let the other half find out But if they could see how high I've built this wall Anyone with half a heart would let me fall In the space between sleep and sleeplessness We redress all our wounds If we replace all this hopeless hopelessness Then we could rest Anyone with half a heart would let me drown Anyone with half a heart would pull me down Anyone with half a heart would let me fall Anyone with half a heart wouldn't care at all Anyone with half a heart would help me out Before they ever let the other half find out But if they could see how far I've let you down Anyone with half a heart would let me drown |
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| 9. |
| 3:00 |
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Pretty soon you will be wanting me
To go. And I will only be the enemy I know. Pretty soon you will be needing me To leave. But know that you and I will always be Naive. Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot. Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought. Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought. But maybe not. Why don't we lay down on the kitchen floor All that we say we had with us before? We'll find our way to what we're looking for By seperating what is mine from yours. Pretty soon I'll be the one you hold At bay. And then forever I'll be good as gold If I may. I know your heart cannot be bought or sold For much. Darlin' I'd consider yourself told In Dutch. And we can argue 'till our throats are sore About how far you take a metaphor. You always deign to see the glass half filled And now it seems to me the half glass spilled. Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot. Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought. Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought. But maybe Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot. Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought. Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought. But maybe not. Maybe not. Maybe not |
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| 3:09 |
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Friend, this shouldn't be the way things end
But then, a break is just around the bend. And when, you tell me as I leave You're scared you'll never see my face again Well, I'm not sure it's the truth You don't think I can love you You don't think I can love you You don't think I can love you But I can and I will and I do You write - I read your letters every night All right, I skim them just to be polite. I fight, embarrassment and shame The mention of your name makes me turn white But guilt still makes me refrain You don't think I can love you You don't think I can love you You don't think I can love you But I can and I will and I do I imagine you think I don't think of you You know you couldn't be more wrong If good intentions paved the road that gets me through I've got a six-lane highway And I intend to someday Do all the things I say I can and I will and I do Hey - It's hard for me to go away Okay, I know it's not adult But it's just as difficult for me to stay And anyway you say You don't think I can love you You don't think I can love you oh You don't think I can love you love you love you love you I can and I will and I do I can and I will and I do |
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| 12. |
| 2:33 |
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Everybody knows that happy is the new sad
So I am gonna go and imitate my old dad And never crack a smile again. Everybody knows that as we all get older The will is first to go and so upon my shoulder The bluebird shall not sing again. Everybody knows that as our hair gets greyer We strike a bended pose and say a little prayer To never feel this way again. Everybody knows it's never getting better Everything must go and you will have to let her And never see her face again. Everybody's youth is only what they make it Longer in the tooth, so why do people fake it? We'll never get it back again. I know it hurts Noone wants to die. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye |
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| 4:16 |
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Just show me the venue
When I'm the menu It's personalized The life of the party I'm like Billy Barty But regular-sized I guess I should explain Your guests will go insane For me 'Cause I'm serving up quality It can't be beat If you're not down Vote with your feet My quality, biology Enhanced with high technology Over in England Everything bent But I'm satisfied I hung with the stars there You know they drive cars there On the other side They barely noticed me You said you'd go with me Always 'Cause I'm serving up quality It can't be beat If you're not down Vote with your feet My quality, biology Inspired some Greek mythology It's all true (cross my heart and hope to die) I swear to you (stick a needle in your eye) And if you've been misled May some lightning strike me dead Back Japan, they Did not understand, they Sent me back here But look at them now, they're Rubbing my cow, there And feeding it beer I may go back someday They'll have a huge buffet For me 'Cause I'm serving up quality It can't be beat If you're not down Vote with your feet My quality, mirology Is studied in theology It's quality It can't be beat If you're not down Vote with your feet My quality, biology Enhanced with high technology |
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| 14. |
| 4:05 |
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I had time to kill
One day in Alaska I walked around until I found the arts and crafts shop I bought you a card I don't know where to send it I wrote it from the heart I'm not sure how to end it I wonder--where have you been? Will I see you again I give the globe another spin All this time I'm wonderin' Give the globe another spin Are you in Berlin? Sweet potato pie Is what your mom would always make Your father smoked a pipe My hand crushed in his handshake They say you took a job Spying for the army And had to relocate With a new identity I wonder--where have you been? Will I see you again? I give the globe another spin All this time I'm wonderin' Give the globe another spin Are you in (are you in) Afghanistan? Are you in... |
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| 3:50 |
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Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight
Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remain polite I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Never has a stranger had a better taste of another town Just time for a cowboy breakfast, that's a leak and a look around Looks like the land of plenty, there will be plenty there to do That might've been funny at 20, but I just turned 32 Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Let down your guard Moving forward Finally four words What a let down What a let down Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remember to remain polite I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down What a let down Oh well, what a let down Oh well, what a let down What a let down |
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| 3:43 |
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Why'd you put your dress shoes on if you didn't come to dance?
Frankly, I'd be on my own if I thought I'd stand a chance Why'd you take your glasses off if you don't intend to fight? Frankly, I'd be on my own if I thought I'd last the night No screaming or fighting, no scratching or biting We're just shaking hands goodnight Sullen and silent, emotionally violent I waited a while and nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why'd you put your backpack on if you won't just take a hike? Frankly, I'd be out the door if you hadn't sold my bike No fencing or sparring, no bruising or scarring And no 'au revoiring' yet No communication, just alienation I've tried to be patient but nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice? Say anything nice, a simple device That makes everything beautiful just ordinary Nice can come at a price, forever imbued with all this boredom Sacrifice can only suffice when something is beautiful After all the resentment, all the discontentment The flowers you sent meant nothing, nothing Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all? (Why say anything nice?...) You can say nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo Nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo You can say nothing at all Woo-hoo-hoo Nothing at all |
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