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In our endeavor we are never seeing eye to eye
No guts to serve us so forever may we wave goodbye And you're always telling me that it's my turn to move When I wonder what could make the needle jump the groove I won't fall for the oldest trick in the book So don't sit there and think you're off of the hook By saying there is no use changing 'cause That's just what you are That's just what you are Acting steady always ready to defend your fears What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try Like it would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy It's not like you would lose some critical piece If somehow you moved point A to point B Maintaining there is no point changing 'cause That's just what you are That's just what you are Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face But we still would arrive at the very same place With you running around and me out of the race So maybe you're right, nobody can take Something older than time and hope you could make It better, that would be a mistake So take it just so far 'Cause that's just what you are That's just what you are That's just what you are Acting steady always ready to defend your fears What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears You're like a sleepwalking man, it's a danger to wake you Even when it is apparent where your actions will take you That's just what you are And that's just what you are That's just what you are That's just what you are |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
Though I let you steer
You, a cavalier Inch became a light year It was pathetic Well, you can write the play At every word I say But I don't have to stay To see the credits 'Cause it's all over now (All over now) Yes, it's all over now (All over now) And I'm free I was one of few Who'd stick up for you And so you never knew You were a punch line I could not convince or trust you To pick up on my hints, must you Leave your fingerprints On everything I call mine? Well, that's all over now (All over now) Yes, it's all over now (All over now) And I'm free Yes, I'm free From your interference Which had the appearance Of making it clear that It's got nothing to do with me It's got nothing to do with me (It's got nothing) It's got nothing to do with me It's got nothing to do with me And I warn you now The velocity I'm gathering |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
I'm told the case is now closed
So I can come to my senses But when the question is posed I'll have this meager defense I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before Despite conclusions I drew There was a chance you'd surprise me And you'd be better than new 'Cause I'd have left otherwise I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before So I wasn't thinking clearly So you didn't think at all I thought that was protocol I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before I was hoping that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
Skip the cloak and dagger bit
Don't you know we're sick of it? As much as I would like to stay The message light just blinks away And while I'm here you won't push play So you leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no option to indulge in this Exercise in cowardice Ignorance without the bliss 'Cause you leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no ... 'Cause I know where this boat will go Pulled down by the undertow It's lucky I know how to row (so row, row, row your boat gently down the stream. i hope you drown and never come back.) 'Cause you leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no choice in the matter You leave me no |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
(I still have the shake in my voice
And I'm going to sing you this song) I don't know you from Adam, it could make my day If you leave me a message I'll give it away 'Cause the most perfect strangers that you can talk to Are the ones who pretend that you're not really you Are with any attempts here to play Frankenstein Come with plenty of chances for changing your mind When you're building your own creation Nothing's better than real than a real Imitation I won't find it fantastic or think it absurd When the gun in the first act goes off in the third 'Cause it's rare that you ever know what to expect From a guy made of corpses with bolts in his neck If the creature is limping the parts are in place With a mind of its own and a fist for a face Say hello to your new creation Now it's better than real It's a real imitation You may wonder what the catch is As we batten down the hatches And when later we find that the thing we devised Has the villagers clamouring for it's demise We will have to admit the futility of Trying to make something more of this jerry-built love And you'll notice it bears a resemblance to Everything I imagined I wanted from you But at least it's my own creation And it's better than real It's a real imitation |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
(Five six seven fifty)
You fucked it up You should've quit Till circumstances Had changed a bit You fucked it up You jumped the gun I swore you off but You climbed back on And when you said Of course you know Could I be blamed If I'd wished it so I don't think so You fucked it up Or was it you 'Cause when you said it I said it too What of it And all that stuff I knew before Just turned into Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
It's par for the course
You bet the wrong horse You put down the phone and cried For yourself And for what You couldn't have A plea That won't do Now that she Serves it to you And I don't even know you I don't even know you anymore I don't even know you I don't even know you It's all you deserve The loss of the nerve The grade of the curve Has brought you to this By the boat that you missed You clung to the raft So she swerved out of your path And I don't even know you I don't even know you anymore I don't even know you anymore You loved her a lot But she lost the plot And timing is everything In this game So let's have A moment of blame Think how It could have been Well you should Have said it all then And I don't even know you I don't even know you anymore I don't even know you anymore I don't even know you anymore I don't even know you anymore |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
Ray, as of today, I can't say things will ever be the same
And that could be a shame. 'Cos though I think I know another lonely exile when I see one And you appear to be one. Still... I'm playing it down 'cos I could really be found if you've got it to spare. I'm playing it cool but it's terribly cruel 'cos I oughta be there. Ray, what can I say? You don't know me, it's just wishful thinking to kep myself from sinking. And hence, no evidence to support any theory I have founded If you could understand. And so... I'm playing it down 'cos I could really be found if you've got it to spare. I'm playing it cool but it's terribly cruel 'cos I oughta be there. 'Cos you're as bad off as me... Ray, can we repay ourselves for days that we've lost through indecision With one of recoginition? If so, then here I go, 'cos some things you know... And some you just believe in and hope it comes out even. I... I'm playing it down 'cos I could really be found if you've got it to spare. I'm playing it cool but it's terribly cruel 'cos I oughta be there. I oughta be there I oughta be there I... |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
You looked the part of
The poor brave martyr And guess who broke your heart Whoever has it Sugarcoated When they wrote it I would've believed it too I would've believed it too I would believe it I'm so relentless And you're defenseless Until the pencil stops You'll be the one who's Sugarcoated Overloaded Do you believe it's true Do you believe it's true Do you believe it And out of your mouth Comes a stream of cliches Now I have given you so much rope You should have been hanging for days But you keep spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out It wasn't nice though I came back twice so Now I'm the antichrist If I had been as Sugarcoated Self-promoted They would've believed me too They would've believed me too Would you believe me too Would you believe it too |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
I'm a superball
You can bounce me once and I ricochet Around the room I'm a superball If I pick up speed get out of my way I'm a sonic boom And I warn you now The velocity I'm gathering Will knock you down Send the chairs and lamps all scattering 'Cause I'm a superball If you think there'll be no aftershocks Well I'm a superball Read the fine print on the back of the box Stick to slinkies, hot wheels, alphabet blocks And I warn you now The velocity I'm gathering Will knock you down Send the chairs and lamps all scattering |
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from Aimee Mann - I`M With Stupid (1996)
There is nothing that competes with habit
And I know it's neither deep nor tragic Simply that you have to have it So you can make a killing So you can make a killing So you can make a killing I wish I was both young and stupid Then I too could have the fun that you did Till it was time to pony up what you bid So you can make a killing So you can make a killing So you can make a killing I could follow you and search the rubble Stay right here and save myself some trouble I try to keep myself from seeing double Or I could make a killing Or I could make a killing Or I could make a killing |
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from Jerry Maguire (제리 맥과이어) by Nancy Wilson [ost] (1996)
It's not what you thought
when you first began It You got what you want now You can hardly stand It, though by now you know It's not going to stop It's not going to stop It's not going to stop 'til you wise up You're sure there's a cure and You have finally found it you think one drink Will shrink you til you're underground And living down but it's not going to stop It's not going to stop it's not going to stop 'til you wise up prepare a list of what you need Before you sign away and do the deed Cause it's not going to stop It's not going to stop no, it's not going to stop 'til you wise up no, it's not going to stop 'til you wise up no, it's not going to stop So just give up |
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from Shaken And Stirred by David Arnold [ost] (1997)
Nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest Nobody does it half as good as you Baby, you're the best I wasn't looking, but somehow you found me I tried to hide from your love light But like heaven above me, the spy who loved me Is keeping all my secrets safe tonight Nobody does it better Sometimes I wish someone could Nobody does it quite the way you do Do you have to be so good The way that you hold me whenever you hold me There's some kind of magic inside you That keeps me from runnning but just keep it coming How'd you learn to do the things you do Nobody does it better Makes me feel sad for the rest Nobody does it half as good as you Baby baby, oh baby, you're the best Baby, you're the best Baby, you're the best (Baby, you're the best) Baby, you're the best (Baby, you're the best) Baby, you're the best (Baby, you're the best) Baby, you're the best (Baby, you're the best) |
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from Sliding Doors (슬라이딩 도어즈) by David Hirschfelder [ost] (1998)
I'm told the case is now closed
So I can come to my senses But when the question is posed I'll have this meager defense I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before Despite conclusions I drew There was a chance you'd surprise me And you'd be better than you 'Cause I'd have left otherwise I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before So I wasn't thinking clearly So you didn't think at all I thought that was protocol -piano/guitar solo- I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before I was hoping that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
There is nothing that competes with habit
And I know it's neither deep nor tragic Simply that you have to have it So you can make a killing So you can make a killing So you can make a killing I wish I was both young and stupid Then I too could have the fun that you did Till it was time to pony up what you bid So you can make a killing So you can make a killing So you can make a killing I could follow you and search the rubble Stay right here and save myself some trouble I try to keep myself from seeing double Or I could make a killing Or I could make a killing Or I could make a killing |
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from Sex And The City (섹스 앤 더 시티) [omnibus, ost] (2000)
He's a serious Mister shake his hand and he'll twist your arm with monopoly money we'll be buying the funny farm So I'll do flips, and get paid in chips from a diamond as big as the Ritz-- then I'm calling it quits Eyes the color of candy lies to cover the handicap though your slippers are ruby you'll be led to the booby trap And there's no prize, just a smaller size so I'm wearing the shoe til it fits-- then I'm calling it quits Now he's numbering himself among the masterminds cause he's hit upon the leverage of valentines lifting dialogue from Judy Garland storylines where get-tough girls turn into goldmines But oh, those polaroid babies taking chances with rabies happy to tear me to bits-- well, I'm calling it quits Yes, I'm calling it quits.
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
She's been a long time on the phone Courting disaster in an undertone She's feeling nostalgic and feeling that fall How could anyone ever fight it Who could ever expect to fight it when she Builds that Wall Maybe it's one where time will tell Maybe it's one where it's just fare-thee-well I hear her coming As she walks down the hall How could anyone ever fight it Who could ever expect to fight it when she Builds that Wall I know the choice is made I can tell, I said By your guilty face And I never was one to fight it How does anyone ever fight it You couldn't pin this one on me You knew my thoughts so far as I could see Well, I'd say it's hopeless But you make the call 'Cause I never was one to fight it And if given the chance I guess I'll learn to Build that wall Ahhhhhh Ahhhhhh Build that Wall Ahhhhhh Build that Wall Ahhhhhh Build that Wall Ahhhhhh Build that Wall Ahhhhhh Oooooooooo Build that Wall Ahhhhhh Build That Wall |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
Now that I've met you
would you object to never seeing each other again cause I can't afford to climb aboard you no one's got that much ego to spend So don't work your stuff because I've got troubles enough no, don't pick on me when one act of kindness could be deathly deathly definitely Cause I'm just a problem for you to solve and watch dissolve in the heat of your charm but what will you do when you run it through and you can't get me back on the farm So don't work your stuff because I've got troubles enough no, don't pick on me when one act of kindness could be deathly deathly definitely You're on your honor cause I'm a goner and you haven't even begun so do me a favor if I should waver be my savior and get out the gun Just don't work your stuff because I've got troubles enough no, don't pick on me when one act of kindness could be deathly deathly definitely |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
At least you know
you were taken by a pro I know just how you feel She talked a perfect game deflecting all the blame you took the jack and changed the flat and got behind the wheel-- now you're Driving sideways taken in by the scenery as you're propelled along And your companion will not help you to navigate for fear she may be wrong And you will say that you're making headway and put it in overdrive but you're mistaking speed for getting what you need and never even noticing you never do arrive cause you're Driving sideways if you roll down the window you'll see you're where you don't belong And your companion will not help you to navigate for fear she may be wrong And you're powered by the hopeful lie that it's just around the bend and when this, by default comes screeching to a halt let's hope that you know what to do to start it up again Driving sideways hitting scan on the radio so she can sing along and she'll sit thinking you're going to handle it until she's proven wrong until she's proven wrong until you prove her wrong |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
Oh, for the sake of momentum
I've allowed my fears to get larger than life And it's brought me to my current agendum Whereupon I deny fulfillment has yet to arrive And I know life is getting shorter I can't bring myself to set the scene Even when it's approaching torture I've got my routine Oh, for the sake of momentum Even though I agree with that stuff about seizing the day But I hate to think of effort expended All those minutes and days and hours I have frittered away. And I know life is getting shorter I can't bring myself to set the scene Even when it's approaching torture I've got my routine But I can't confront the doubts I have I can't admit that maybe the past was bad And so, for the sake of momentum I'm condemning the future to death So it can match the past. when I can't confront the doubts I have I can't admit that maybe the past was bad And so, for the sake of momentum I'm condemning the future to death So it can match the past. |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
Once upon a time is how it always goes
but I'll make it brief what was started out with such excitement now I'd gladly end end with relief in what now has become a familiar motif: That nothing is good enough for people like you who have to have someone take the fall and something to sabotage-- determined to lose it all Critics at their worst could never criticize the way that you do no, there's no one else, I find, to undermine or dash a hope quite like you and you do it so casually, too Cause nothing is good enough for people like you who have to have someone take the fall and something to sabotage-- determined to lose it all Ladies and gentlemen-- here's exhibit A didn't I try again? And did the effort pay? Wouldn't a smarter man simply walk away? It doesn't really help that you can never say what you're looking for but you'll know it when you hear it, know it when you see it walk through the door So you say-- so you've said many times before But nothing is good enough for people like you who have to have someone take the fall and something to sabotage-- determined to lose it all |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
two can be as bad as one it's the loneliest number since the number one "no" is the saddest experience you'll ever know yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know because one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do one is the loneliest number that you'll ever know it's just no good anymore since you went away now i spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday because one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do one is the loneliest number that you'll ever know one is the loneliest number one is the loneliest number one is the loneliest number one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do one is the loneliest number much, much worse than two one is a number divided by two |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
You look like a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cause I can tell You know what it's like The long farewell of the hunger strike But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone You struck me dumb like radium Like Peter Pan or Superman You will come to save me C'mon and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cept the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone But the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone C'mon and save me Why don't you save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks who could never love anyone |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
It's not what you thought
When you first began it You got what you want Now you can hardly stand it though By now you know it's not Going to stop It's not going to stop It's not going to stop 'Til you wise up you're sure there's a cure And you have finally found it You think one drink will shrink you 'til you're underground and living down But it's not going to stop It's not going to stop It's not going to stop 'Til you wise up Prepare a list of what you need Before you sign away the deed 'Cause it's not going to stop It's not going to stop It's not going to stop 'Til you wise up No it's not going to stop 'Til you wise up Now it's not going to stop So just give up |
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from Magnolia (매그놀리아) by Jon Brion [ost] (2000)
You stay the night at his house
with no ride to work and I'm the one who tells you he's another jerk but you're the one who can succeed you've only got to prove your need-- and you do you really do The sex you're trading up for what you hope is love is just another thing that he'll be careless of but though there are caveats galore you've only got to love him more-- and you do you really do even when it's all too clear You write a little note that you leave on the bed and spend some time dissecting every word he said and if he seemed a little strange well, baby--anyone can change and you do you do you really do |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
I've got some cookies from our junk food run
And here's a couple beers so Let's go create some fun Supplies are limited and I'm all out Of any explanation Of what I'm on about I'm tired Of having to try To convince you if I Go along with you it all will Backfire I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands And it isn't the way I pictured it Either Well things felt weird but you said that's alright That it was not a problem And we could just sit tight And when you said that I was sure I cringed 'Cause you had no suspicion That I had come unhinged Or just tired-- I cannot say which But there's always a hitch That will cause the whole thing to Backfire I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands now It's out of my hands now I know you'd like to be the St. Bernard Who rushes to the rescue When there's an avalanche But in my panic I may pull too hard And the novice lifeguard Gets rushed off in the ambulance I'm tired I cannot seem to Get a message to you That the rescue you planned has just Backfired I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands now It's out of my hands now And it isn't the way I pictured it Either... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
He's a serious mister
Shake his hand and he'll twist your arm. With Monopoly money We'll be buying the funny farm. So I'll do flips, and get paid in chips From a diamond as big as the Ritz-- Then I'm calling it quits. (Calling it quits) Eyes the color of candy, Lies to cover the handicap. Though your slippers are ruby, You'll be led to the booby trap. And there's no prize, Just a smaller size, So I'm wearing the shoe 'til it fits, Then I'm calling it quits. Yes, I'm calling it quits. Yes, I'm calling it quits. Now he's numbering himself among the masterminds (Calling it quits) 'Cause he's hit upon the leverage of valentines. (Calling it quits) Lifting dialogue from Judy Garland storylines ...Where get-tough girls turn into gold mines. All those Polaroid babies, Taking chances with rabies, Happy to tear me to bits-- Well, I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
Now that I've met you
Would you object to Never seeing each other again 'Cause I can't afford to Climb aboard you No one's got that much ego to spend So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately 'Cause I'm just a problem For you to solve and Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm But what will you do when You run it through and You can't get me back on the farm So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately You're on your honor 'Cause I'm a goner And you haven't even begun So do me a favor If I should waver Be my savior And get out the gun So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
Finals blew, I barely knew
My graduation speech And with college out of reach If I don't find a job It's down to Dad and Myrtle Beach So I'm bailing this town Or tearing it down Or probably more like hanging around Hanging around Everyone I know is acting weird Or way too cool They hang out by the pool So I just read a lot and ride my bike Around the school 'Cause I'm bailing this town Or tearing it down Or probably more like hanging around Hanging around And all that I need now is someone With the brains and the know-how To tell me what I want... anyhow 12th of June, a gibbous Moon Was this the longest day? I'll walk down to the bay And jump off of the dock and watch The summer waste away Then I'm bailing this town Or tearing it down Or probably more like hanging around Then I'm bailing this town Or tearing it down Or probably more like hanging around Hanging around Hanging around Hanging around So tell me what I want |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
I can't do it
I can't conceive You're everything you're Trying to make me believe 'Cause this show is Too well designed Too well to be held With only me in mind Chorus: And how - how am I different? How - how am I different? How - how am I different? Verse 2: I can't do it So move along Do you really want to wait until I Prove you wrong? And don't tell me - Let me guess I could change it all around if I Would just say yes Chorus: But how am I different? How am I different? How am I different? Bridge: And just one question Before I pack - When you fuck it up later Do I get my money back? Verse 3: I can't do it And as for you - Can you in good conscience Even ask me to? 'Cause what do you care About the great divide As long as you come down On the winner's side Chorus: And how am I different? How am I different? How am I different? Coda: Different, different, different, different Different, different (3x) And just one question Before I pack - When you fuck it up later Do I get my money back? |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
As we were speaking of the devil
You walked right in Wearing hubris like a medal You revel in But it's me at whom you'll level Your javelin' Wasn't that just our dear friend Ron? Throwing your weight around the sun Happier now that you've become What you hated I'm surprised I even thought I Had half a chance I was just one in a million Of also-rans Who was sure to be your victim Of circumstance Once you were just our dear friend Ron Selling the soul you swore upon Spreading the word that you've become What you hated And if I don't understand... Well, I guess it takes all kinds I would like to keep this vision Of you intact When we'd hang around and listen To Bacharach And you loved the world you lived in And it loved you back Once you were just our dear friend Ron Now you look out for number one Who would've guessed that you'd become What you hated And I guess it takes all kinds |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
So maybe I wasn't
That good a friend But you were one of us And I will wonder Just like anyone If there was something Else I could've done So maybe it's true that Your cry for help Was oh, so very faint But still I heard And knew something was wrong Just nothing you could put your finger on And I will wonder Just like anyone Just like anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
Once upon a time
Is how it always goes But I'll make it brief What was started out With such excitement Now I gladly end with relief In what now has become a familiar motif That nothing is good enough For people like you Who have to have someone take the fall And something to sabotage Determined to lose it all Critics at their worst Could never criticize The way that you do No, there's no one else I find To undermine or dash a hope Quite like you And you do it so casually, too 'Cause nothing is good enough For people like you Who have to have someone take the fall And something to sabotage Determined to lose it all It doesn't really help That you can never say What you're looking for But you'll know it when you hear it Know it when you see it Walk through the door So you say, so you've said Many times before But nothing is good enough For people like you Who have to have someone take the fall And something to sabotage Determined to lose it all Nothing is good enough.... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
They’re all still on their honeymoon
just read the dialogue balloon everyone loves you-- why should they not? And I’m the only one who knows that Disneyland’s about to close I don’t suppose you’d give it a shot knowing all that you’ve got Are cigarettes and Red Vines just close your eyes, ‘cause, baby-- you never do know and I’ll be on the sidelines, with my hands tied, watching the show Well, it’s always fun and games until it’s clear you haven’t got the skill in keeping the gag from going too far So you’re running ‘round the parking lot ‘til every lightning bug is caught punching some pinholes in the lid of a jar while we wait in the car With cigarettes and Red Vines just close your eyes, ‘cause, baby-- you never do know and I’ll be on the sidelines, with my hands tied, watching the show And tell me, would it kill you would it really spoil everything if you didn’t blame yourself do you know what I mean? Cigarettes and Red Vines just close your eyes, ‘cause, baby-- you never do know and I’ll be on the sidelines, with my hands tied, watching the show watching the show |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
Let's assume you were right
And play the game of charm and strange and satellite And when we've all had our fun Deflate the stars and put away the sun And so, we can call it a day 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it So let's assume it was true 'Cause baby can't lift up a hand to swear to you And what's the use of defense The hangers-on are too far gone for evidence And that one was lost from the first 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it So have it your way Shatever makes the best resume Whatever you can throw in Wash, rinse and spin til it's spun away Okay But I won't be sticking around 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
You look like - a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet But can you - save me Come on and - save me If you could - save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cause I can tell You know what it's like The long farewell Of the hunger strike But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone You struck me dumb like radium Like Peter Pan or Superman You will come to save me C'mon and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cept the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone But the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone C'mon and save me Why don't you save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks who could never love anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
Oh Susan, you were clued-in
You knew just how this thing would go A prognosis that was hopeless From the very first domino I guess I see it all in hindsight I tried to keep perspective despite The flash of the fuse, the smell of cordite Now I'm in that place again And I know he can't come in to get me And someday he will live to regret me Susan I can see it now Oh Suzie, they get to me They can really be wearying So he threw me rope and bouey Let me use his decoding ring There must have been some kind of parade We kissed for a while to see how it fades And pulled the pin on another grenade But I'm in that place again And I know he can't come in to get me And someday he will live to regret me Suzy I can see it now Oh Susan, the hope of fusion Is that the halo will reappear It may be pure illusion But it's beautiful while it's here I had some trouble with the goodbye I checked my roman candle supply And watched the vapor-trail in the sky But I'm in that place again And I know he can't come in to get me And someday he will live to regret me Susan I can see it now Susan I can see it now Susan I can... see... it... now |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
There's no charity in you
And that surprises me I guess I thought you were A golden idol 'Cause I called you majesty On the balustrade You watched me hunt for tips I was obliged to pick up From the passing trade Hey, kids-look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely 'Cause the eggshells I've been treading Couldn't spare me a beheading And I'll know I had it coming From a Caesar who was only slumming Hey, kids-look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist Well, I could have objections Which you could override But what's the point We're only flogging the horse When the horseman has up and died Once I testified And swore I'd never leave a stone unturned I bet you're really glad that I lied Hey, kids-look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely 'Cause the eggshells I've been treading Couldn't spare me a beheading And I'll know I had it coming From a Caesar who was only slumming Hey, kids-look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist Hey, kids-look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely Yes, you'll have to ask politely Yes, you'll have to ask politely |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 Or, The Last Remains Of The Dodo (2000)
You stay the night at his house
With no ride to work And I'm the one who tells you He's another jerk But you're the one who can succeed You've only got to prove your need And you do You really do The sex you're trading up for What you hope is love Is just another thing that He'll be careless of But though there are caveats galore You've only got to love him more And you do You really do Even when it's all too clear You write a little note that You leave on the bed And spend some time dissecting Every word he said And if he seemed a little strange Well, baby, anyone can change And you do You do You really do |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
I've got some cookies from our junk food run
And here's a couple beers so Let's go create some fun Supplies are limited and I'm all out Of any explanation Of what I'm on about I'm tired Of having to try To convince you if I Go along with you it all will Backfire I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands And it isn't the way I pictured it Either Well things felt weird but you said that's alright That it was not a problem And we could just sit tight And when you said that I was sure I cringed 'Cause you had no suspicion That I had come unhinged Or just tired-- I cannot say which But there's always a hitch That will cause the whole thing to Backfire I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands now It's out of my hands now I know you'd like to be the St. Bernard Who rushes to the rescue When there's an avalanche But in my panic I may pull too hard And the novice lifeguard Gets rushed off in the ambulance I'm tired I cannot seem to Get a message to you That the rescue you planned has just Backfired I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands now It's out of my hands now And it isn't the way I pictured it Either... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
He's a serious mister
Shake his hand and he'll twist your arm. With Monopoly money We'll be buying the funny farm. So I'll do flips, and get paid in chips From a diamond as big as the Ritz-- Then I'm calling it quits. (Calling it quits) Eyes the color of candy, Lies to cover the handicap. Though your slippers are ruby, You'll be led to the booby trap. And there's no prize, Just a smaller size, So I'm wearing the shoe 'til it fits, Then I'm calling it quits. Yes, I'm calling it quits. Yes, I'm calling it quits. Now he's numbering himself among the masterminds (Calling it quits) 'Cause he's hit upon the leverage of valentines. (Calling it quits) Lifting dialogue from Judy Garland storylines ...Where get-tough girls turn into gold mines. All those Polaroid babies, Taking chances with rabies, Happy to tear me to bits-- Well, I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Now that I've met you
Would you object to Never seeing each other again 'Cause I can't afford to Climb aboard you No one's got that much ego to spend So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately 'Cause I'm just a problem For you to solve and Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm But what will you do when You run it through and You can't get me back on the farm So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately You're on your honor 'Cause I'm a goner And you haven't even begun So do me a favor If I should waver Be my savior And get out the gun So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
At least you know
You were taken by a pro I know just how you feel She talked a perfect game Deflecting all the blame You took the jack And changed the flat And got behind the wheel Now you're Driving sideways Taken in by the scenery As you're propelled along And your companion Will not help you to navigate For fear she may be wrong For fear she may be wrong And you will say That you're making headway And put it in overdrive But you're mistaking speed For getting what you need And never even noticing You never do arrive 'Cause you're Driving sideways If you roll down the window, you'll see You're where you don't belong And your companion Will not help you to navigate For fear she may be wrong For fear she may be wrong And you're powered by The hopeful lie That it's just around the bend And when this, by default Comes screeching to a halt Let's hope that you Know what to do To start it up again Driving sideways Hitting scan on the radio So she can sing along And she'll sit Thinking you're gonna handle it Until she's proven wrong Until she's proven wrong Until you prove her wrong (Driving sideways) |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Finals blew, I barely knew my graduation speech and with college out of reach if I can't find a job I'm left with Dad and Myrtle Beach So, I'm bailing this town--or tearing it down--or probably more like hanging around Everyone I know is acting weird or way too cool they hang out by the pool so I just read a lot and ride my bike around the school Yeah, I'm bailing this town--or tearing it down--or probably more like hanging around And all that I need now is someone with the brains and the know-how to tell me what I want.. anyhow 12th of June, a gibbous moon is this the longest day? I walked down to the bay and jumped off of the dock and watched the summer waste away Yeah, I'm bailing this town--or tearing it down--or probably more like hanging around |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
I can't do it
I can't conceive You're everything you're Trying to make me believe 'Cause this show is Too well designed Too well to be held With only me in mind Chorus: And how - how am I different? How - how am I different? How - how am I different? Verse 2: I can't do it So move along Do you really want to wait until I Prove you wrong? And don't tell me - Let me guess I could change it all around if I Would just say yes Chorus: But how am I different? How am I different? How am I different? Bridge: And just one question Before I pack - When you fuck it up later Do I get my money back? Verse 3: I can't do it And as for you - Can you in good conscience Even ask me to? 'Cause what do you care About the great divide As long as you come down On the winner's side Chorus: And how am I different? How am I different? How am I different? Coda: Different, different, different, different Different, different (3x) And just one question Before I pack - When you fuck it up later Do I get my money back? |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
As we were speaking of the devil
You walked right in Wearing hubris like a medal You revel in But it's me at whom you'll level Your javelin' Wasn't that just our dear friend Ron? Throwing your weight around the sun Happier now that you've become What you hated I'm surprised I even thought I Had half a chance I was just one in a million Of also-rans Who was sure to be your victim Of circumstance Once you were just our dear friend Ron Selling the soul you swore upon Spreading the word that you've become What you hated And if I don't understand... Well, I guess it takes all kinds I would like to keep this vision Of you intact When we'd hang around and listen To Bacharach And you loved the world you lived in And it loved you back Once you were just our dear friend Ron Now you look out for number one Who would've guessed that you'd become What you hated And I guess it takes all kinds |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
So maybe I wasn't
That good a friend But you were one of us And I will wonder Just like anyone If there was something Else I could've done So maybe it's true that Your cry for help Was oh, so very faint But still I heard And knew something was wrong Just nothing you could put your finger on And I will wonder Just like anyone Just like anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Once upon a time
Is how it always goes But I'll make it brief What was started out With such excitement Now I gladly end with relief In what now has become a familiar motif That nothing is good enough For people like you Who have to have someone take the fall And something to sabotage Determined to lose it all Critics at their worst Could never criticize The way that you do No, there's no one else I find To undermine or dash a hope Quite like you And you do it so casually, too 'Cause nothing is good enough For people like you Who have to have someone take the fall And something to sabotage Determined to lose it all It doesn't really help That you can never say What you're looking for But you'll know it when you hear it Know it when you see it Walk through the door So you say, so you've said Many times before But nothing is good enough For people like you Who have to have someone take the fall And something to sabotage Determined to lose it all Nothing is good enough.... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
They're all still on their honeymoon just read the dialogue balloon everyone loves you--why should they not? And I'm the only one who knows that Disneyland's about to close I don't suppose you'd give it a shot knowing all that you've got are cigarettes and Red Vines just close your eyes, cause, baby-- you never do know and I'll be on the sidelines, with my hands tied, watching the show Well, it's always fun and games until it's clear you haven't got the skill in keeping the gag from going too far So you're running 'round the parking lot til every lightning bug is caught punching some pinholes in the lid of a jar while we wait in the car With cigarettes and Red Vines just close your eyes, cause, baby-- you never do know and I'll be on the sidelines, with my hands tied, watching the show And tell me, would it kill you would it really spoil everything if you didn't blame yourself do you know what I mean? Cigarettes and Red Vines just close your eyes, cause, baby-- you never do know and I'll be on the sidelines, with my hands tied, watching the show watching the show |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Let's assume you were right
And play the game of charm and strange and satellite And when we've all had our fun Deflate the stars and put away the sun And so, we can call it a day 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it So let's assume it was true 'Cause baby can't lift up a hand to swear to you And what's the use of defense The hangers-on are too far gone for evidence And that one was lost from the first 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it So have it your way Shatever makes the best resume Whatever you can throw in Wash, rinse and spin til it's spun away Okay But I won't be sticking around 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
You look like - a perfect fit For a girl in need of a tourniquet But can you - save me Come on and - save me If you could - save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cause I can tell You know what it's like The long farewell Of the hunger strike But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone You struck me dumb like radium Like Peter Pan or Superman You will come to save me C'mon and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cept the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone But the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone C'mon and save me Why don't you save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks who could never love anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
You look like - a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet But can you - save me Come on and - save me If you could - save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cause I can tell You know what it's like The long farewell Of the hunger strike But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone You struck me dumb like radium Like Peter Pan or Superman You will come to save me C'mon and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cept the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone But the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone C'mon and save me Why don't you save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks who could never love anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Oh Susan, you were clued-in
You knew just how this thing would go A prognosis that was hopeless From the very first domino I guess I see it all in hindsight I tried to keep perspective despite The flash of the fuse, the smell of cordite Now I'm in that place again And I know he can't come in to get me And someday he will live to regret me Susan I can see it now Oh Suzie, they get to me They can really be wearying So he threw me rope and bouey Let me use his decoding ring There must have been some kind of parade We kissed for a while to see how it fades And pulled the pin on another grenade But I'm in that place again And I know he can't come in to get me And someday he will live to regret me Suzy I can see it now Oh Susan, the hope of fusion Is that the halo will reappear It may be pure illusion But it's beautiful while it's here I had some trouble with the goodbye I checked my roman candle supply And watched the vapor-trail in the sky But I'm in that place again And I know he can't come in to get me And someday he will live to regret me Susan I can see it now Susan I can see it now Susan I can... see... it... now |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
You stay the night at his house
With no ride to work And I'm the one who tells you He's another jerk But you're the one who can succeed You've only got to prove your need And you do You really do The sex you're trading up for What you hope is love Is just another thing that He'll be careless of But though there are caveats galore You've only got to love him more And you do You really do Even when it's all too clear You write a little note that You leave on the bed And spend some time dissecting Every word he said And if he seemed a little strange Well, baby, anyone can change And you do You do You really do |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
Today's the fourth of July
Another June has gone by And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky I'm certain I am alone In harbouring thoughts of our home It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past I ought to have gotten it gone Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her" So that's today's memory lane With all the pathos and pain Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless And they're always the same A verse, then a verse, and refrain Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her..." |
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Fifty years after the fair
The picture I have is so clear Underneath the clouds in the air Rose the Trylon and the Perisphere And that for me was the finest of scenes The perfect world across the river in Queens Fifty years after the fair I drink from a different cup But it does no good to compare Cause nothing ever measures up I guess just for a second we thought That all good things would rise to the top And how beautiful it was, tomorrow We'll never have a day of sorrow We got through the '30s but our belts were tight We conceived of a future with no hope in sight We've got decades ahead of us to get it right, I swear Fifty years after the fair Fifty years after the fair I live in tomorrow town Even on a wing and a prayer The future never came around It hurts to even think of those days The damage we do by the hopes that we raise But how beautiful it was, tomorrow We'll never have a day of sorrow We got through the '30's but our belts were tight We conceived of a future with no hope in sight We've got decades ahead of us to get it right, I swear Fifty years after the fair |
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So he's retired
Lives with his sister in a furnished flat He's got this suit that He'll never wear outside without a hat His hair is white but he looks half his age He looks like Jimmy Stewart in his younger days And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you My mother's calling From where she's living up in Troy, Vermont She tries to tell me A father figure must be what I want I've always thought age made no difference Am I the only one to whom that's making sense? And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you The day I met him he was raking leaves In his tiny yard Of course I know that We've only got ten years or twenty left But to be honest I'm happy with whatever time we get Depending on whichever book you read Sometimes it takes a lifetime to get what you need And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you |
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I should be knocking on the door of the pearly gates
Why keep a poor man alive in a job he hates I've heard that good things will come to he who waits I should be riding on a float in the hit parade Instead of standing on the curb behind the barricade Another verse in the doormat serenade Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Oh, at least put some hope in the box for me Cause it's only black and white and not a lot of each There's a remote on the shelf, but it's out of reach Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Put some hope in the bottom of the box for me I need it (Oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Put me on (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top again (change the odds) Or at least put some hope (oooh, put me on top) Put some home in the bottom of the box Oh, at least put some hope in the bottom of the box |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
You see me as a judge
Though I deny it And hold me like a grudge Then justify it But when you take such pains In searching for something that explains Please, take a good look at our remains Cause if you were everything you say Things would be different today And maybe there's room for compromise But signs that I get say otherwise Say anything, cause I've heard everything As hopeless as it seems I wouldn't worry You'll get your chance to tell Your side of the story While you're raising your right hand Whatever defenses you had planned Remember that when you take the stand If you were everything you say Things would be different today And though I'd be happy to believe I'd have to be much more naive Say anything, I've heard everything... Now I've heard everything... So why do I refuse The truth, when I clearly cannot use The comfort of one more lame excuse Cause if you were everything you say Things would be different today And if you were everything you swear We wouldn't be beyond repair If you were everything you say Things would be different today And if there has got to be an if Get it over with Say anything, 'cause I've heard everything... Now I've heard everything... |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
Nothing was saving our day
There was nothing to say But you said something anyway Claiming I stepped out of line Which forced you to leave me As if that idea was mine Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started I bet you knew it would come That's just like you to sit back And just play it dumb One word of warning would help But that sacrifice was made Trying to save yourself Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started Maybe that's just how I am To fall where I stand Or I'm weak for that kind of man One who looks helpless and brave But you turned into a coward I don't care for the parts you saved Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing... |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
Well, I guess that this is now the end
Who'd have thought, my old friend We signed the papers and we capped the pen But I remember you from way back when Good evening, ladies and gentlemen Welcome David-what's-his-name-again Things change, the old cliche If we knew now what we knew yesterday Oh, we couldn't give it away I was working at a record store I knew you, you knew the score Some kind of deal is what we're looking for Time came, and disappeared No one steered and it got weirder Help was needed, no one volunteered Things change, you got to wait a bit What made me think that I could weather it? You're down before you even know that You've been hit And through it all I wondered Where the bus was taking you Who knew? Cause even though my one and one Was always making two I never thought that I was breaking you We were victims of the old taboo But people change, we changed too Just make it count before they get to you Cause things change, baby, hold the phone They'll shoot you down like you was Al Capone Oh, you better go it alone Well, I guess that this is now the end Paper signed, forget the pen Wonder if we'll ever meet again? |
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from I Am Sam (아이 엠 샘) [ost] (2002)
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green, Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes, And she's gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies, Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high. Newspaper taxis appear on the shore Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds And you're gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Picture yourself on a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds.................... |
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from I Am Sam (아이 엠 샘) [ost] (2002)
Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's Hard earned pay you and me Sunday driving Not arriving On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home Two of us sending postcards Writing letters On my wall You and me burning matches Lifting latches On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead Two of us wearing raincoats Standing so low In the sun You and me chasing paper Getting nowhere On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead Two of us wearing raincoats Standing so low In the sun You and me chasing paper Getting nowhere On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home We're going home Better believe it |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Today's the fourth of July
Another June has gone by And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky I'm certain I am alone In harbouring thoughts of our home It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past I ought to have gotten it gone Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her" So that's today's memory lane With all the pathos and pain Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless And they're always the same A verse, then a verse, and refrain Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her..." |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
I'm told the case is now closed So I can come to my senses But when the question is posed I'll have this meager defense I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before Despite conclusions I drew There was a chance you'd surprise me And you'd be better than you 'Cause I'd have left otherwise I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're and amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before So I wasn't thinking clearly So you didn't think at all I thought was protocol I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before I was hoping that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before -
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Now that I've met you
Would you object to Never seeing each other again 'Cause I can't afford to Climb aboard you No one's got that much ego to spend So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately 'Cause I'm just a problem For you to solve and Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm But what will you do when You run it through and You can't get me back on the farm So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately You're on your honor 'Cause I'm a goner And you haven't even begun So do me a favor If I should waver Be my savior And get out the gun So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Something isn't right
I don't know how I know But baby, it's despite Your dog-and-pony show I can hear it coming You're only going through the motions, baby With your engines humming You're just going through the motions, baby Feel like I'm in jail With you and Mr. Hyde A guy who leaves a trail About a mile wide So it starts already That you're just going through the motions, baby You can throw confetti But you're still going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby They'll have a big parade For every day that you stay clean But when the trumpets fade You'll go under like a submarine And you won't see it coming No, you won't see it coming You could have it made Up there in San Rafael But baby, I'm afraid I'll never see you well Because I've seen the tally And you're just going through the motions, baby To a big finale That comes from going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby You're just going through the motions, baby |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
The king of the jailhouse
And the queen of the road Think sharing the burden will lighten the load So they pack up their troubles In an old Cadillac That's her in the mirror, asleep in the back Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see And they don't give the answers At the end of the test So you can't simply stand there and hope for the best So wake me up at the border When we reach Mexico I'll tell you a secret I don't even know Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see Honey, I don't wanna turn around And go back there ? do you? I think you know something I don't know That I need to Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see That I can't see |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
(Five six seven fifty)
You fucked it up You should've quit Till circumstances Had changed a bit You fucked it up You jumped the gun I swore you off but You climbed back on And when you said Of course you know Could I be blamed If I'd wished it so I don't think so You fucked it up Or was it you 'Cause when you said it I said it too What of it And all that stuff I knew before Just turned into Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Oh Mario, sit here by the window
Stay here 'til we reach Idaho And when we go Hold my hand on take-off Tell me what I already know That we can't talk about it No, we can't talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows There's not a chance in hell, but Oh Mario. we're only to Ohio It's kinda getting harder to breathe I won't let it show I'm all about denial But can't denial let me believe? That we could talk about it But we can't talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows but rarely shows it well Well, well, well Oh Mario, why if this is nothing I'm finding it so hard to dismiss If you're what I need, Then only you can save me So come on baby. give me the fix And let's just talk about it I've got to talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows Like it was show and tell So tell me That's how I nearly fell By ringing Pavlov's Bell So, baby, show and tell Oh Mario, Mario |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
You look like - a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet But can you - save me Come on and - save me If you could - save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cause I can tell You know what it's like The long farewell Of the hunger strike But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone You struck me dumb like radium Like Peter Pan or Superman You will come to save me C'mon and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cept the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone But the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone C'mon and save me Why don't you save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks who could never love anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Nothing was saving our day
There was nothing to say But you said something anyway Claiming I stepped out of line Which forced you to leave me As if that idea was mine Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started I bet you knew it would come That's just like you to sit back And just play it dumb One word of warning would help But that sacrifice was made Trying to save yourself Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started Maybe that's just how I am To fall where I stand Or I'm weak for that kind of man One who looks helpless and brave But you turned into a coward I don't care for the parts you saved Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing... |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
You looked the part of
The poor brave martyr And guess who broke your heart Whoever has it Sugarcoated When they wrote it I would've believed it too I would've believed it too I would believe it I'm so relentless And you're defenseless Until the pencil stops You'll be the one who's Sugarcoated Overloaded Do you believe it's true Do you believe it's true Do you believe it And out of your mouth Comes a stream of cliches Now I have given you so much rope You should have been hanging for days But you keep spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out It wasn't nice though I came back twice so Now I'm the antichrist If I had been as Sugarcoated Self-promoted They would've believed me too They would've believed me too Would you believe me too Would you believe it too |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
In our endeavor we are never seeing eye to eye
No guts to serve us so forever may we wave goodbye And you're always telling me that it's my turn to move When I wonder what could make the needle jump the groove I won't fall for the oldest trick in the book So don't sit there and think you're off of the hook By saying there is no use changing 'cause That's just what you are That's just what you are Acting steady always ready to defend your fears What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try Like it would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy It's not like you would lose some critical piece If somehow you moved point A to point B Maintaining there is no point changing 'cause That's just what you are That's just what you are Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face But we still would arrive at the very same place With you running around and me out of the race So maybe you're right, nobody can take Something older than time and hope you could make It better, that would be a mistake So take it just so far 'Cause that's just what you are That's just what you are That's just what you are Acting steady always ready to defend your fears What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears You're like a sleepwalking man, it's a danger to wake you Even when it is apparent where your actions will take you That's just what you are And that's just what you are That's just what you are That's just what you are |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
The moth don't care when he sees the flame
he might get burned but he's in the game and once he's in he can't go back, and beat his wings 'til he burns them black no the moth don't care when he sees the flame no the moth don't care when he sees the flame the moth don't care if the flame is real cuz flame and moth got a sweetheart deal and nothing fuels a good flirtation like need and anger and desperation no the moth don't care if the flame is real no the moth don't care if the flame is real So come on let's go ready or not cuz there's a flame I know hotter than hot and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away the moth don't care if the flame burns low cuz moth believes in an afterglow and flames are never douzed completely all you really need is a love of heat no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low So come on let's go ready or not cuz there's a flame I know hotter than hot and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
It's not what you thought When you first began it You got what you want now You can hardly stand it thought by now you know It's not going to stop It's not going to stop It's not going to stop 'til you wise up You're sure there's a cure and You have finally found it you think one drink Will shrink you til you're underground and living down but it's not going to stop It's not going to stop it's not going to stop 'til you wise up Prepare a list of what you need before you sign away and do the deed Cause it's not going to stop it's not going to stop it's not going to stop 'til you wise up no it's not going to stop 'til you wise up no it's not going to sop So just give up
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Guys like me
We don't know how it feels Absentee Even closing the deal With every player there's a payoff in the final reel But never with guys like me Cause guys like me We look good at the gate But you'll agree With the odds on the slate And put your money on a bona-fide heavyweight And take it off guys like me Take off guys like me They'll pull you close but never really Looking warm but feeling chilly You'll describe us as "impassioned" When it's just a front we've fashion Cause guys like me We all vow to become Clear and free of the fife and the drum And block the circulation till we're all completely numb Let's hear it for guys like me Let's hear it for guys like me Let's hear it for guys Guys like me |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
The monkey knows how you'll react
Creating want by holding back Like some reverse pyromaniac Let me try, baby, try I propped my window up and then I turned my back to lure you in To rifle through what I might have been Let me try, baby, try Baby please, let me begin Let me be your heroin Hate the sinner but love the sin Let me be your heroin We have crossed the Rubicon Our ship awash, our rudder gone The rats have fled but I'm hanging on Let me try, baby, try Baby please, let me begin Let me be your heroin Hate the sinner but love the sin Let me be your heroin |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Say you were split, you were split in fragments
And none of the pieces would talk to you Wouldn't you want to be who you had been Well, baby I want that too So better take the keys and drive forever Staying won't put these futures back together All the perfect drugs and superheroes Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero Baby, you're great, you've been more than patient Saying it's not a catastrophe But I'm not the girl you once put your faith in Just someone who looks like me So better take the keys and drive forever Staying won't put these futures back together All the perfect drugs and superheroes Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero So get out while you can Get out while you can Baby I'm pouring quicksand And sinking is all I had planned So better just go Oh better take the keys and drive forever Staying won't put these futures back together All the perfect drugs and superheroes Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put baby together again All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put baby together again |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
There comes a time when you swim or sink
So I jumped in the drink 'Cause I couldn't make myself clear Maybe I wrote in invisible ink Oh, I've tried to think How I could have made it appear But another illustration is wasted 'Cause the results are the same I feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands Over some Ouija board in the hopes I can spell out my name What some take for magic at first glance Is just sleight-of-hand depending on what you believe Something gets lost when you translate It's hard to keep straight Perspective is everything And I know now which is which and what angle I oughta look at it from I suppose I should be happy to be misread Better be that than some of the other things I have become But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is cliched, the jokes are stale And baby we've all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can't sell anymore And aside from that, this chain of reaction, Baby, is losing a link Though I'd hope you'd know what I tried to tell you And if you don't I could draw you a picture in invisible ink But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is cliched, the jokes are stale And baby we've all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can't sell anymore |
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