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from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007)
I know that fan is moving air
I can see it in your hair But I can't bear to breathe it in somehow I'll rise and fall with you 'Cause you can't fail me now I'll rise and fall with you 'Cause you can't fail me now Salt is sweet upon my mouth Dark throws sparks against my house The stain of love's a smudge upon my brow But you see through me And you can't fail me now You see right through me And you can't fail me now I've bit off more than I can chew It's something that I tend to do When fewer words are what we need and how You bite my tongue And you can't fail me now I rant and rail But you can't fail me now I lost the thread among the vines And hung myself in storylines That tell the tales I never would allow God knows the name of every bird That fills my mind like angry words But you know all my secret heart avows We're taught to love the worst of us And mercy more than life, but trust me Mercy's just a warning shot across the bow I live for yours And you can't fail me now I live for your mercy You can't fail me now You can't fail me now |
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007)
The slap of the paper
The hiss of the sprinkler the beep of the coffee machine the drone in the distance that says there's a freeway the gardeners will soon make the scene 'cause it's thursday soon they'll arrive on the scene i pick up the paper i'm spritzed by the sprinkler inside i take in my caffeine then i hear the dog door i know he's gone out there to mark and to mess up the scene they're illegal but soon they'll arrive on the scene our leader's an actor who speaks with an accent who's able to procure our love but life is a movie out here in the valley what else were we all thinking of? the clack of the skateboard resounds in the valley next door the kid's starting a band their morning rehearsal is making me crazy the volume is way out of hand it's not music to my music it's way out of hand our leader's an actor who speaks with an accent who's able to procure our love but life is a movie out here in the valley what else were we all thinking of? The slap of the paper The hiss of the sprinkler the beep of the coffee machine the drone in the distance that says there's a freeway the gardeners will soon make the scene 'cause it's thursday soon they'll arrive on the scene |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 1 (2006) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005)
Oh when I die and it won't be long
Hey you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong Yeah you're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad Hey and if there's an after life I'll gloat and I'll be glad Might be a plane crash, or some sort of OD Hey there's going to be a photograph with my obituary You're gonna see it and you'll cry You're gonna wanna wear black Hey I'll be dead but you can bet your life, I'm gonna get you back I'm tired of being left up on your shelf I might not wait around, might kill myself Not only would you miss me, but you'd feel guilty to Oh I'd be dead but it'd be too late the joke would be on you. (sing-a-long) Ha ha ha ha, ho ho ho ho Chuckle chuckle chuckle chuckle Snigger snigger snigger snigger Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk So you better take warning, start treating me good Start doing the things that I think you should And you better not pout and no you better not cry The grim reaper is a-comin' to town and I just might die |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - More Love Songs (2005)
Unhappy Anniversary
It's one year since we split I walk and talk and get around Lie down, stand up, and sit I eat and drink and smoke and sing and Live a little bit Unhappy Anniversary It's one year since we split Unhappy Anniversary It's ten years since we met There is no need to remind me No way I could forget We fell in love, and then fell out Both times there was no net Unhappy Anniversary It's ten years since we met Unhappy Anniversary I cannot count the days And nights that I have thought of you Since we went separate ways I tell my mind to forget you But my heart disobeys Unhappy Anniversary I cannot count the days (repeat first verse) |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Grown Man (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005)
Oh when I die & it wont be long
Oh you're gonna be sorry that you treated me wrong You're gonna be sorry that you treated me bad And if there's an after life I'll gloat & I'll be glad Might be a plane crash, or some sort of OD Might be a photograph in my obituary You might see it & you'll cry a lot Might want to wear black Oh, I'd be dead but you can bet your life, I'm gonna get you back I'm tired of being stuck up on your shelf Might not wait around, Might kill myself Not only would you miss me, you'd feel guilty to Oh I'd be dead but it'd be too late the joke would be on you. Ha ha ha ha, ho ho ho ho Chuckle chuckle chuckle chuckle Snigger snigger snigger snigger Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Guffaw Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk So you better take a warning & start treating me good Start doing the things that I think you should You better not pout & you better not cry The grim reaper ids coming to town & I just might die ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By WAINWRIGHT Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUB LLC OBO SNOWDEN MUSIC, INC.(ASCAP) |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Attempted Mustache (1973)
This summer I went swimming
This summer I might have drowned But I held my breath, I kicked my feet Moved my arms around I moved my arms around This summer I swam in the ocean And I swam in a swimming pool Salt my wounds, chlorined my eyes I'm a self-destructive fool Self-destructive fool This summer I did the back stroke And you know that that's not all I did the breast stroke, the butterfly And the old Australian crawl The old Australian crawl This summer I swam in a public place And a reservoir to boot At the latter I was informal At the former I wore my suit I wore my swimming suit Oh, this summer I did swan dives And jack-knives for you all And once when you weren't looking I did a cannon-ball I did a cannon-ball This summer I went swimming This summer I might have drowned But I held my breath, I kicked my feet And moved my arms around |
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| from The Squid and the Whale (오징어와 고래) by Britta Phillips, Dean Wareham [ost] (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Attempted Mustache (1973)
There once was a man who just couldn't cry
He hadn't cried for years and for years Napalmed babies and the movie love story For instance could not produce tears As a child he had cried as all children will Then at some point his tear ducts ran dry He grew to be a man, the feces hit the fan Things got bad, but he couldn't cry His dog was run over, his wife up and left him And after that he got sacked from his job Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whore Ah, but sill not a sniffle or sob His novel was refused, his movie was panned And his big Broadway show was a flop He got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bail Oh, but still not a dribble or drop In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered And made to make license plates Water and bread was all he was fed But not once did a tear stain his face Doctors were called in, scientists, too Theologians were last and practically least They all agreed sure enough; this was sure no cream puff But in fact an insensitive beast He was removed from jail and placed in a place For the insensitive and the insane He played lots of chess and made lots of friends And he wept every time it would rain Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried On the forty-first day, he passed away He just dehydrated and died Well, he went up to heaven, located his dog Not only that, but he rejoined his arm Down below, all the critics, they loot it all back Cancer robbed the whore of her charm His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went broke The theologians were finally found out Right down to the ground, that old jail house burned down The earth suffered perpetual drought ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By WAINWRIGHT <i>Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUB LLC OBO SNOWDEN MUSIC, INC.(ASCAP)</i> |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - More Love Songs (2005)
If the day off doesn't get you
Then the bad reviewer does. At least you've been a has-been And not just a never-was And you know it's not a mountain But no mole hill is this big. And you promise to quit drinking As you light another cig. Once again you're in the home stretch But you're not sure where you live. You recall a small apartment And a government you give Large amounts of money to So you're allowed to stay And rest until you're well enough To leave again and play. You are making human contact With the postcards that you send To the children of your ex-wifes And a woman, your girlfriend. Who is living in a city Thousands of miles away That is full of young male models, Not all of whom are gay. In the meanwhile you've stopped writing songs, There's nothing left to say. You'd like to get your old job back and mow lawns again one day. But you keep lifting up your left leg Sticking out your tongue. There's nothing else that you can do And you're too old to die young! Too many beds, too many towns, Not much to declare zones. London broils and Tuna Melts on dirty microphones. While the sound man's falling fast asleep, The light man's been up for days, The club owner and arithmetic Have long since parted ways. As for the lovely audience, Tonight they're rather cold. But they're prepared to listen, All they have to be is told. If the day off doesn't get you Then the bad reviewer does. At least you've been a has-been And not just a never-was. |
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Grown Man (2003)
We walk in your footsteps Though I've had my ups and downs And I'll stand in the silence Until I figure it out One might fall and the other will stand And one might give where the other won't bend The night is bright as the sun I'm never gonna know Never gonna look back Never gonna know where we would have ended up at The end has only begun So stop counting the hours Live out in the world Cause I've been chasing the answers And they don't want to be found One might fall and the other will stand And one might give where the other won't bend The night is as bright as the sun I'm never gonna know Never gonna look back Never gonna know where we would have ended up at The end has only begun Well the day Tonight feels like a million miles away And these times just won't change Life just stays the same I'd give anything to see the light of day Cause I've been too far away To hear you whispering They say one might fall and the other will stand And one might give where the other won't bend The night is as bright as the sun I'm never gonna know Never gonna look back Never gonna know where we would have ended up at The end has only begun Well the day Tonight feels like a million miles away And these times just won't change Life just stays the same I'd give anything to see the light of day What you do No one can decide it's up to you And who you are is what you choose These times when the world falls apart Make us who we are |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Grown Man (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Grown Man (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - More Love Songs (2005)
Little did I know, though I probably should have guessed
By the way you walked and talked and spoke and smoked an dressed You actually seemed to like me and so naturally I presumed You were after that thing, it's the one thing, it's assumed So I wined and dined you, hey, I love that kind of stuff And we blabbed about our backgrounds, how family life is rough We spoke of what we dreamed of, what we thought of, what we did Midway through the second bottle I admitted I had kids But nothing seemed to throw you though I know you better now At the time my minor crime was figuring out how To get you in my hotel room unclothed and in my bed And proceed with the unspeakable, it's better left unsaid We went to see a friend of your and watch me on TV Sheer coincidence you said, synchronicity A full moon on a Friday night, the thirteenth of July A man and two women in a room and on the screen the guy Your friend, she liked me on the show, yeah she was snowed for sure Her body language got obscene, her demeanor less than pure You started venting something wearing spleen upon your sleeve You got sort of nervous, kind of anxious, had to leave You told me on the freeway that you didn't sleep with men I put two and two together?and I asked about your friend It turns out she and though she loved my show She too preferred the fairer sexoI absorbed the blow It turns out that you did like men but didn't like their things That hang down and all the hang-ups being with them always brings My brother is so practical; this is what he said: "You should have asked if it was cool to watch them both in bed" |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007)
Isn't it strange that 2 strangers
Suddenly don't feel so strange? It's something familiar though this time it's different What they're in for feels like sea change Isn't it weird that 2 weirdos Can wind up not feeling that weird? It's all so momentous yet perfectly normal Scary but not to be feared And it starts with a sentence that might last a lifetime Or it all might just go down in flames If I let you know me then why would you want me? But each day I don't is shame And each day I don't is a great shame Isn't it great that 2 people Together can tear down one wall? The handwritting is on it it's not hieroglyphic That barrier just has to fall But isn't it sad that most people Stay so lonely it's almost a crime? We might be strange weirdos but it can't be normal To be frightened so much of our time |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007) | |||||
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3:52 |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 1 (2006) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972)
Told you I love you
Talked on the [Incomprehensible] You'd said that you like me, feel like a fool Say that you like me, that's not enough Say that you love me, I'm calling your bluff Say that you love me, say that it's true Say that you love me and I said it to you I don't want a new bow tie I don't want a new dress It's time to admit it Come on, it's time to confess Say that you love me, open your heart Three simple words, least it's a start Come on, say that you love me, say that it's true Say that you love me and I said it to you Well, it's been said before and you can say it again I got to be more than just one of your friends I must know you love me, there must be no doubt Open your heart, open your mouth Say that you love me, say that it's true Say that you love me and I said it to you Say that you love me, say that it's, say that it's true Say that you love me and I said it to you |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005)
Rufus is a tit man
Suckin' on his mamma's gland Suckin' on the nipple It's a sweeter than the ripple wine. Yes its sweeter than the wine. You can tell by the way the boy burps That it's gotta taste fine. Marco Polo craved the spice and silk And Rufus craves the mamma's milk No moo-cow no billy-goat Is gonna get the baby's vote. Come on mamma, Come on and open up your shirt Yeah you've got the goods mamma Give the little boy a squirt. For my lungs and my liver I do definitely fear. I like to suck on cigarettes And drink the wine and beer. The doctor says I'm oral Blblblbllla-a-a-a-a-. And I believe it's true. Ah son you look so satisfied I envy you. So put Rufus on the left one And put me right on the right And like Romulus and Remus We'll suck all night. Come on mamma Come on and lactate awhile. Yeah look down on us mamma And flash us a Madonna smile. |
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005)
Rufus is a tit man
Suckin' on his mamma's gland Suckin' on the nipple It's a sweeter than the ripple wine. Yes its sweeter than the wine. You can tell by the way the boy burps That it's gotta taste fine. Marco Polo craved the spice and silk And Rufus craves the mamma's milk No moo-cow no billy-goat Is gonna get the baby's vote. Come on mamma, Come on and open up your shirt Yeah you've got the goods mamma Give the little boy a squirt. For my lungs and my liver I do definitely fear. I like to suck on cigarettes And drink the wine and beer. The doctor says I'm oral Blblblbllla-a-a-a-a-. And I believe it's true. Ah son you look so satisfied I envy you. So put Rufus on the left one And put me right on the right And like Romulus and Remus We'll suck all night. Come on mamma Come on and lactate awhile. Yeah look down on us mamma And flash us a Madonna smile. |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Career Moves (Live At The Bottom Line-Nyc) [live] (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972)
Used to have a red guitar until I smashed it one drunk night
Smashed it in the classic form as Peter Townsend might I threw it in the fireplace, I left it there awhile Kate, she started crying when she saw my sorry smile Red guitar was made of wood, could not take the heat Red guitar, it caught on fire and the damage was complete It burned until all that was left was six pegs and six strings Kate, she said "You are a fool, you've done a foolish thing." I put the remains in the case and I put the case away Went to New York City for a new guitar the next day I bought myself a blond guitar, I had if for three days Some junky stole my blond guitar. God works in wondrous ways |
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007)
It's a wonder and it's a miracle it turned out this way
After all this time I'm yours and you're mine, we're together today I was such a fool to be so afraid of that thing they call love I forgot my fear we're standing here, what was I afraid of? Can't quite get enough so we strut our stuff acting our lives away Life's a tragedy and it's a comedy but it should be a passion play We're off of the book we're gonna leap and not look and what happens now is unknown Yes I caved but I feel saved cause now I'm not alone Everything is crazy-tell me something new Ceases to amaze me I'm standing here with you (non word vocal sounds) In the final act I know it's a fact that the curtain will fall When the play is through I'll be next to you We'll be takin' ou curtain call We're gonna hang up the costumes, take off the make up, shut the dressing room door Then it's me and you 1 disguised as 2 and twice as good as before Everybody's crazy-tell me something new Ceases to amaze me I'm standing here with you It's a wonder and it's a miracle it turned out this way After all this time I'm yours and you're mine, we're together today I was such a fool to be so afraid of that [crazy] thing they call love I forgot my fear we're standing here, what was I afraid of? I forgot my fear we're standing here, what was I afraid of? |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - More Love Songs (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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from Rufus Wainwright - Poses (2001)
People will know when they see this show
The kind of a guy I am They'll recognize just what I stand for and what I just can't stand They'll perceive what I believe in And what I know is true And they'll recognize I'm a one man guy Always was through and through People meditate Hey that's just great Trying to find the inner you People depend on family and friend And other folks to pull them through I don't know why I'm a one man guy Or why I'm a one man show But these three cubic feet of bone and blood and meat are all I love and know 'Cause I'm a one man guy in the morning Same in the afternoon One man guy when the sun goes down I whistle me a one man tune One man guy a one man guy Only kind of guy to be I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy is me I'm gonna bathe and shave And dress myself and eat solo every night Unplug the phone, sleep alone Stay away out of sight Sure it's kind of lonely Yeah it's sort of sick Being your own one and only Is a dirty selfish trick 'Cause I'm a one man guy in the morning Same in the afternoon One man guy when the sun goes down I whistle me a one man tune One man guy a one man guy Only kind of guy to be I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy I'm a one man guy is me |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 1 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Attempted Mustache (1973)
Well it's 3am, and so I creep
Around the house 'cause you're asleep I can't sleep, I gotta smoke I think I left some in my coat No they're not there, but there's a chance I left some in a packet in my pants Bumped into the table, just below the belt If you were a man baby you'd know how that felt Just one thing I don't want to do And that one thing is to wake up you My hands are shaking, my brow it is damp Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp Sure I know where some cigarettes are But it's too cold outside to go to the car I know this habit of mine, it's gotta be fed I'm gonna get down I'm gonna scrounge around under the bed Under the bed, down on the floor Up on top baby I can hear you snore Snore baby... ooooooh Snore baby... ooooooh Eureka! I'm in luck I found some matches and a crumpled butt And just to show I love you I'm not gonna look for an ashtray baby, I'm gonna use your shoe! |
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - More Love Songs (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright Lll - Social Studies (2006) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972)
At the station you can meet her
With that smile you couldn?t cheat her A woman that kind is hard to find It?s good to take a girl In the not so very good world And walk in the park until it gets dark Sometimes I feel ugly and old Excuse me, baby, if I?m acting bold My head gets hot but my feet aren?t cold Excuse me if you will Take a breather on a bench Helps to build up the suspense Then the two of you go to a movie show If she?s a woman there?s a chance That she maybe likes to dance So you go to the hall and you out step ?em all Don?t make a hullabaloo, I?m not the hoi polloi I?ll try any trick and I?ll pull any ploy I?m a used up twentieth century boy Excuse me if you will She takes you home to meet the folks Laughing at the fathers jokes Shall we watch TV? It?s all right with me Time to go, you?re going to miss her In the doorway try to kiss her Oh, it tastes so good like you hoped it would If I was 16 again I?d give my eyetooth I?m tired and I?m hungry and I?m looking for my youth I?m a little uncool and I?m a little uncouth Oh, excuse me, yes, excuse me if you will At the station you can meet her With that smile you couldn?t cheat her A woman that kind is hard to find |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up (2007) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 3 (1972)
I went down to the library, you know the big one way downtown
I went down to the library, you know the big one way downtown I pulled out my spiral notebook and my scripto pencil These, these, these are the words that I did put down I’m a dud-fire cracker, I ain’t got any fuse I ain’t got no inspiration since I lost my muse I’m a table with two legs, I’m a spider with five I’m going down, slow muse, when will you arrive? Oh muse, where are you? Oh muse, where are you? You know I eat, drink and I smoke stuff I don’t know what to do I went to the mountain and the desert too I was there ladies so where were you I’m a flattened out wave, I ain’t got any curl I’m an empty old oyster, I ain’t got any pearl Muse, where are you? Oh muse, where are you? You know I eat, drink and I smoke stuff I don’t know what to do Sit up late, stay up wait It’s a rule of thumb she’s got to come Sit up late, stay up wait It’s a rule of thumb she’s got to come I take lots of cold showers and I go for long walks I wait for a pitch but the fickle bitch barks Took a shot of whiskey and a snort of cocaine Opened up my head and stuck electrodes in my brain Oh muse, where are you? Where are you muse, oh where are you? You know I eat, drink and I smoke stuff I eat, drink and I smoke stuff I eat, drink and I smoke stuff I don’t know what to do |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Unrequited (2005) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 1 (2006) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright 3 - A Live One [live] (2001) | |||||
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from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006)
In this town television shuts off at two
What can a lonely rock & roller do Oh the bed's so big and the sheets are clean And your girlfriend said that you were 18 The styrofoam icebucket is full of ice Come up to my motelroom treat me nice I don't wanna make no late night New York calls And I don't wanna stare at them ugly grassmatt walls Chronologically I know you're young But when you kissed me in the club you bit my tongue I'll write a song for you, I'll put it on my next L.P Come up to my motelroom, sleep with me ! There's a Bible in the drawer don't be afraid I'll put up the sign to warn the cleanup maid Yeah there's lots of soap end ther's lots of towels Never mind them deskclerk's scowls I buy you breakfast, they'll think you're my wife Oh come up to my motelroom, save my life Come up to my motelroom, save my life |
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Little Ship (1997) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - History (2003) | |||||
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| from Loudon Wainwright III - Album 2 (2006) | |||||





