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Oh, how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for You don't have to worry 'cause we're still the same Band You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you |
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Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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| 3:49 |
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Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's PA. And the strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, That's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, Well that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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| 3:23 |
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The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, No it's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Just sit back, just sit back, Just sit back, and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back, relapse, again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again, You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again. Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Just sit back, just sit back, Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight The IV and your hospital bed, This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events. |
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| 5. |
| 3:23 |
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Go on
Innocence sunk the glow and drowned in covers Send for all your absent lover's things Sheepish wolves looking lived in eating buttons Wink, just don't put your teeth on me (Go on) Accidents let the evening in the back door Filled the room ceiling to the floor Beat backbones, grazed the poem and made it strange I wasn't born to be a skeleton (Go on) Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens (Go on) Jealous orchard the sky is falling off the ceiling While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar Reverie it's useless searching in the cupboards When everything you have is on your back (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens |
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| 6. |
| 3:13 |
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Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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| 7. |
| 4:19 |
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A daydream spills
from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah we're all too smart To talk to God Oh we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs |
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| 3:05 |
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Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster |
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| 9. |
| 4:13 |
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Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues Selling faux sermons 'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced By two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire Walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band |
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| 3:14 |
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Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes, Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. everybody gets there and everybody gets their way. I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her, Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. I want to go where everyone goes, I want to know what everyone knows I want to go where everyone feels the same I never said I'd leave the city, I never said I'd leave this town. A falling out we won't tiptoe about. |
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| 4:06 |
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Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva." Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch |
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| 1:54 |
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Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summers lasted longer than, longer than we do Where nothing really mattered except for me to be with you But in time we all forgot and we all grew Your melody sounds as sweet as the first time it was sung With a little bit more character for show And by the time your father's heard of all the wrongs you've done Then I'm putting out the lantern find your own way back home If I've forgotten how to sing before I've sung this song I'll write it all across the wall before my job is done And I'll even have the courtesy of admitting I was wrong As the final words before I'm dead and gone You've never been so divine in accepting your defeat And I've never been more scared to be alone If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep Then I'm putting out the lantern find your own way back home |
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Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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| 3:54 |
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Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention, Cause that's just ridiculously on, But she sure is gonna get it, Here's the setting, Fashion magazines line the walls now, The walls line the bullet holes, You sure, you sure you let her have it, You sure, you sure, [Chorus:] Have some composure, And where is your posture? Oh no no, You're pulling the trigger, Pulling the trigger all wrong, [x2] Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Well she didn't choose this role, But she'll play it and make it sincere, So you cry, you cry, (Baby, give me a break) But they believe it from the tears, And the teeth right down to the blood, At her feet, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams, (Baby, give me a break) [Chorus x2] Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on, come on, This is screaming, This is screaming, This is screaming photo op, (It's time to dance) Have some composure, And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it) You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, (You sure, you sure,) Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams. |
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| 2:49 |
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Oh, little did she know couldn't let me go
Already a part of her So, often do I need people in between That just can't get a hold of it So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it for them (Just can't get a hold of it) So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there Slow, leave walking to the world Give your feet a chance they'll do all the thinking Toast, high until they find less pathetic wine Until they get a better blend And we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it for them (Until they get a better plan) So we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there |
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Come save me from walking off a windowsill
Or I'll sleep in the rain Don't you remember when I was a bird And you were a map? And now he drags down miles in America Briefcase in hand The stove is creeping up his spine again Can't get enough trash He took the days for pageant Became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more His arms were the branches of a Christmas tree Preached the devil in the belfry He checked in to learn his clothes Had been thieved at the train station The rope hung his other branch And at the end was a dog called Bambi Who was chewing on his parliaments When he tried to save the calendar business He tried to save the calendar business He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Who could have more The poor son of a humble chimney sweep Fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type You know we live in a toy You know that Paul Cates Bought himself a trumpet from the salvation army Well, but there ain't no sunshine in his song We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love |
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