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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
On the day the duck was born
The fox was watching all along He said, "Land Ho!" when he saw the duck "Land Ho!" and the duck saw him too Shiny pretty fox thought the duck The duck came up onto the land The fox was watching, he just laughed "I could show you some shiny tricks," he said "Come along we'll get our kicks," he said Land Ho! for shiny tricks Land Ho! for me Oh Fox! Is this love? Can you tell me? What is love? That good looking fox only knew one trick He could break hearts just lickety-split The duck knew this game she had to quit And her own pond she was headed to quick I'll go I'll go And there's no looking back Goodbye little fox Goodbye my fox |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
Kenny and Linda on the way to Chelan
Transmission's shot, no back up plan Will they hitch a ride? Or get into a fight? Moved to the West Coast, packed up their things The winters are gray, now so are the dreams They tried To make it all right All our little wishes have gone dry Made it to the water, waded in the lies When we felt the heat Couldn't turn it into fire Too caught up in our own desires Said I do in the month of May Said I don't the very next day Will they try again? Or is it doom for them? Moved to a city where hippies run wild Everything's white Now so are the smiles They tried to fight the good fight All our little wishes have run dry Made it to the water, waded in the lies When we felt the heat Couldn't turn it into fire Too caught up in our own desires We're spilt right in half It's making me crazy A two-headed brat Tied to the other for life It's a family feud The red and the blue now It's truth against truth I'll see you in hell I don't mind, I don't mind All our little wishes have run dry Made it to the water, waded in the lies When we felt the heat Couldn't turn it into fire Too caught up in our own desires |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
Sit down, honey, let's kill some time
Rest your head on this heart of mine Tell me, honey, 'cause you look so blue Just how did they, did they get to you? If it's all just a waste of time I'm gonna spend it Yours and mine Someone's in the kitchen Cooking hearts over the stove Don't lie to me, never say goodbye to me I don't want to be here alone Someone's at the front door Selling Band-Aids for our sores You can bleed it as long as they don't see it I'm not going to be ignored Come on darling, let's hang around Let's wreck their precious, their perfect town If it's all a dirty shame I'm gonna do it night and day Someone's in the kitchen Cooking herats over the stove Don't lie to me, never say goodbye to me I don't want to be here alone Someone's at the front door Selling Band-Aids for our sores You can bleed it, as long as they don't see it I'm not going to be ignored Did you ever get the feeling That you don't belong? Said the teacher in the classroom, "I think there's something wrong" But your desks are too heavy And your walls are too white Your rules are all wrong And it's either run or fight But I'm still running I'm still running Sit down, honey, let's kill some time Rest your head on this heart of mine Come on darling, let's hang around Let's wreck their precious, their perfect town If it's all a waste of time I'm gonna spend it Yours and mine |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
I spend the afternoon in cars
I sit in traffic jams for hours Don't push me I am not OK The sky is blue most every day The lemons grow like tumors they Are tiny suns infused with sour Lonely as a cloud In the Golden State "The coldest winter that I ever saw Was the summer that I spent..." The only substance is the fog And it hides all that has gone wrong Can't see a thing Inside the maze There is a bridge adored and famed The Golden spine of engineering Who's back is heavy With my weight Be still this old heart Be still this old skin Drink your last drink Sin your last sin Sing your last song About the beginning Sing your song loud So the people can hear Let's Go Be still this sad day Be still this sad year Hope your last hope Fear you last fear Your not the only one Let's Go My falling shape will draw a line Between the blue of sea and sky I'm not a bird I'm not a plane I took the taxi to the gate I will not go to school again Four seconds was The longest wait |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
My baby loves me, I'm so happy
Happy makes me a modern girl Took my money and bought a TV TV brings me closer to the world My whole life Was like a picture of a sunny day My whole life Was like a picture of a sunny day My baby loves me, I'm so hungry Hunger makes me a modern girl Took my money and bought a donut The hole's the size of this entire world My whole life Looks like a picture of a sunny day My whole life Looked like a picture of a sunny day My baby loves me, I'm so angry Anger makes me a modern girl Took my money, I couldn't buy nothin' I'm sick of this brave new world My whole life Is like a picture of a sunny day My whole life Is like a picture of a sunny day My whole life Is like a picture of a sunny day My whole life Is like a picture of a sunny day |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
So you want to be entertained?
Please look away, don't look away We're not here 'cause we want to entertain Go away, don't go away Reality is the new fiction they say Truth is truer these days, truth is man-made If you're here 'cause you want to be entertained Go away, please go away (Woah, oh, oh) If your art is done (Woah, oh, oh) Johnny get your gun (Woah, oh, oh) Join the rank and file (Woah, oh, oh) On your TV dial You come around looking 1984 You're such a bore, 1984 Nostalgia, you're using it like a whore It's better than before It's better than before You come around sounding 1972 You did nothing new with 1972 Where's the smile you? Where's the black and blue Where's the black and blue Where's the black and blue (Woah, oh, oh) If your art is done (Woah, oh, oh) Johnny get your gun (Woah, oh, oh) Join the rank and file (Woah, oh, oh) On your TV dial Hey! Look around they are lying to you Can't you see it's just a silly ruse? They are lying, and I am lying too All you want is entertainment Rip me open it's free, oh yeah (Woah, oh, oh) If your art is done (Woah, oh, oh) Johnny get your gun (Woah, oh, oh) Join the rank and file (Woah, oh, oh) On your TV dial Don't wear me down I'm not running down Don't wear me down I'm not running down 1,2,3! If you want to take a shot at me get in line 1,2,3! Baby, I've had all my shots and I'm fine 1,2,3! If you haven't had enough of me, get in line 1,2,3! You too deserve it now, it's all right 1,2,3! We can drown in mediocrity, it feels sublime 1,2,3! It feels like someone pushed rewind 1,2,3! Give it to me easily, my feeble mind needs time 1,2,3! Make it sweet and syrupy with rhyme Don't drag me down I'm not falling down Don't drag me down I'm not falling down (Woah, oh, oh) If your art is done (Woah, oh, oh) Johnny get your gun (Woah, oh, oh) Join the rank and file (Woah, oh, oh) On your TV dial (Woah, oh, oh) The grip of fear (Woah, oh, oh) Is already here (Woah, oh, oh) The lines are drawn (Woah, oh, oh) Whose side are you on? |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
Sweet like my tomato red cherry tomato
Down at the market pick out the ripe one Tempting me sorely and I want to bite one Wait, wait save it for later We had a good time at the beginning It tasted just like all the things I was missing I'll go at full boil 'till you St-, st-, st-, st-, stop me later Stay and I will make you dinner Taste each dish will be better After the first bite, say it's delicious But then appetite isn't what we'd predicted Would you want to heat it up later? We had a good time at the beginning It tasted just like all the things I was missing I'll go at full boil 'till you St-, st-, st-, st-, stop me later Rollercoaster Want to go back to the way things were I'm on a rollercoaster Want to get back on the Tilt-a-Whirl Rollercoaster Want to go back to the way things were I'm on a rollercoaster Want to get back on the Tilt-a-Whirl I'm dizzy and faithless, where is the ground? You said this thing would not go upside down Rollercoaster Want to go back to the way things were, alright Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Sweet, your my tomato, red cherry tomato I know that some of our days are bitter Stay will me honey and things could get better Wait, wait until later We had a good time at the beginning It tasted just like all the things I was missing I'll go at full boil 'till you St-, st-, st-, st-, stop me later |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
I'm tired of waiting on a ship that won't leave shore
I'm tired of waiting on a ship that won't leave shore The water's bloody with the ones who came before The water's bloody with the ones who came before Hey, she made you say it, yeah they'll make you say it Yeah, you know you said it alot Hey, you never stay for, now you gotta pray for Something better than what you've got I'm tired of waiting on a plane that don't have wings I'm tired of waiting on a plane that don't have wings The runway's rotten with the dirt and weeds The runway's rotten with the dirt and weeds Hey, he made you say it, yeah they'll make you say it Yeah, you know you sad it out loud You never stay for, now you gotta pray for Something better than what you've got I booked my ticked Packed my bags Flight is leaving Our time has passed I'm tired of knocking on a door that just won't budge Locked out of the engine It's a wheel that you have spun But who's to say I don't have wings But who's to say I don't have wings |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
My dear, look at my face
I've been waiting for you in the same old place I've got a long time for love Jewels could spill from my cup But it's all locked down and I'm all locked up I've got a long time for love A woman is not a girl I could show you a thing or two I've got a long time for love Come on let's go to the mat Hit the floor honey, let's battle it out I've got a long time for love Slow moves and dirty tricks Want it like you never have Timing and tiger strength Strategy will put you past Show me your darkest side And you better be my bloody match C'mon, let's play a game It won't hurt, just say my name I've got a long time for love Roll the dice, take your card Let's see if your number's up I got a long time for love Pony up and try and guess my hand What have I learned from experience? I've got a long time for love Let's call it my royal flush I can show you what to do with it I've got a long time for love Slow moves and dirty tricks Want it like you never have Timing and tiger strength Strategy will put you past Show me your darkest side And you better be my bloody match Let's call it love It's such a long time I've wasted such a long time Been such a long time I've wasted all my fucking time All my life I've waited for a Let's call it love Let's call it love It's such a long time I've wasted such a long time Been such a long time I've wasted all my fucking time All my life I've waited for a Let's call it love Let's call it love My dear, look at my face I've been waiting for you in the same old place I've got a long time for love My body is all shook up Like a bottle of pop and I wanna go off I've got a long time for love Lock the door, lock it on up I won't let you out until I've had enough I've got a long time for love One thing, one thing more One thing more before you go I've got a long time for love Slow moves and dirty tricks Want it like you never have Timing and tiger strength Strategy will put you past Show me your darkest side And you better be my bloody match |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (2005)
Oh little light
That shines for me in the dark of night Oh little sigh Sometimes I follow you all the way home I would almost have to ask you I hate to be led So give me a spark I can look for instead How do you do it? This bitter and bloody world Keep it together And shine for your family How do you do it? With visions of worst to come Live in the present And spin off the rays of sun Oh little beam Splitting the fog and the dirt in between Oh simplify Like a problem you try to work out in your mind I would almost have to ask you It's clumsy when said So give me a spark I can look for instead How do you do it? This bitter and bloody world Keep it together And shine for your family How do you do it? With visions of worst to come Live in the present And spin off the rays of sun |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
If you want me, it's changing
If you want, everything's changing If you want, the sky would open up If you want, your eyes could open up I'm a mess I'm the worst But the best That you've heard Come so far, come close together Don't tear apart what we worked for Right or wrong, here we are I wanna know what you are, what you are Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll head out the fences, head out the door Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll roll with the punches, roll out the door I don't know What you want But I got What you Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll head out the fences, head out the door Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll roll with the punches, roll out the door |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
I'm onto you
Before the night is through I'm going to steal this diamond Hot rock to you I just need to know I'm not the one you wanted Now am I to know what you want me to feel? Not the thing you keep Counterfeit or real? It's a caper theme There's a getaway car A diamond to steal A plan that might go wrong If this is a set up Please let me know I can't risk my life for a gilded stone (I thought all along this was everything Try not to look to hard to find that it's not real I knew all along you weren't everything Then in the darkest hour I watched you disappear) I'm not the one you wanted How am I to know what you want me to feel? Not the thing you keep I'm onto you It's a crafty scene Full of power and greed You tell me not to steal Yet you still want a thief You write out the plans I carry out the act But then I lose it all If I can't bring it back (How was I to know this rock was so fragile It cracked in my hands while I was holding on An uncut stone is flawed and beautiful Don't try to size me down to fit your tiny hands) I'm not the girl you wanted How am I to know what you want me to feel? Not the one you keep Counterfeit or real? It's not real You don't need to tell me that it's not real You don't need to tell me How am I to know I'm not the one you wanted I'm not the one you keep I'm onto you Before this night is through I'm going to steal my heart back And find a love that's true Hot rock to you |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
Build for me your tightest ship
Make the oars run swift and fast Send me out your strongest crew Make their hearts and minds steadfast Bless me with Athena There's no meaner, she's the best For when we hit the roughest seas We'll need all we can get You say, "sink or swim" What a cruel, cruel phrase I'd rather fly Don't want to be caught in this endless race The first beast that will appear Will entice us with money and fame If you listen long enough You'll forget there's anything else Tie me to the mast Of this ship and of this band Tie me to the greater things The people that I love You can walk the plank Do the dead man's float Never let them see Your heart is pounding full of hope Let the last storm hit us Let it strike at the hardest part Turn us all to mutiny Turn this boat upside down I am not the captain I am just another fan Sailing off the edge of truth Into the end of you Eye of the storm What a cruel, cruel myth There's no bigger spotlight Than shown on the ones brave enough to live The end of you, the end of you The end of truth, I've been looking for you The end of you, end of you The end of you, I've been looking for you |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
We're a reference number, a code, a screen
An army out of digits, out of fax machines Mapping out the head and heart, mapping out the history If a part does not compute, cut it out, cut it free God is a Number God is a Number What you want to know? What can you believe? Grow up on the internet, get off on TV Tell me about God and Country, music, heart and history Answer me with computations, answer me with industry God is a Number God is a Number Knock on every door, programmed to receive Answer my communication, display, command, retreat Looking for some kind of heart inside this great machine I don't get an answer except 011 011 01 God is a Number God is a Number I need something to believe I need something and I I need something to believe I need it right now I need something to believe I need it right now, I need it right now, I need it right now |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
And when the body finally starts to let go
Let it all go at once not piece by piece. but like a whole bucket of stars dumped into the universe. Whoooh! Watch it go! Good-bye small hands, good-bye small heart Good-bye small head My soul is climbing tree trunks And swinging from every branch They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I am fine) They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I'm not fine) Do you think I'm an animal? Am I not? Do you like fur (I'm alright) Do you wanna come over Are we captive only for a short time (I'm not right) Is there splendor, I'm not ashamed Desire shoots through me like birds singing (The way you move no ocean's waves were ever as fluid) They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I am fine) They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I'm not fine) I hit the mark I target moon, I target sky, I target sun Fall down on the world Fall down on the world Fall down on the world before it falls on you Like beggars, like dogs Like whores, us all (I'm alright) Like beggars, like dogs Like stars, us all (I'm not right) Shoot straight for my heart (And when you were near no sky was ever quite so clear) Shoot straight for my heart Like stars, so small Like us when we fall (I am fine) Like beggars, like whores Like lovers Oh, get up too far Oh, get up too far Like stars above Look down so far Like stars above Look down at us all |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
If you want it and you're going out of your mind
If you want me in your bed We better do it on the sly One Song for you (And you know why) We wrote a little tune (Do it on the sly) It takes off for you (And you know why) Hold on, hold on it's coming soon If you feel it in your body like a hurricane Let your arms become propellers Take off don't feel any shame I know for you (Like a hurricane) It don't make sense, I don't make sense (Feel no shame) Nothing comes true (you're like a hurricane) Because the doors were locked for you Got a message spelled out in a lovesick bruise I got this secret code That only flame holders know how to use Piled up for you (It's a lovesick blues) The notes I wrote on hollow walls (You know how to use) Let me come through (Show me how to use) Pass through the things that we went through Jump in, jump out Get in, get out Jump in, jump out Get in, get out Have memory of the things we said (Jump in, jump out) Take memory of the things we left (Get in, get out) Have memory of the things we said (Jump in, jump out) Take memory of the things you left (Get in, get out) Drop little boy crumbs you could follow back When you get lost becoming a man Drop little boy crumbs you could follow back When you get lost becoming a man It's a lie, it's the truth You need it more than I do I want it all for you But I can't live for you |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
Our love is the size of
These tumors inside us Our love is the size of This hospital room, you're my hospital groom Put the ring on my finger So tight it turns blue A constant reminder I'll die in this room if you die in this room Sit like a watchdog And patiently wait Listen for footsteps Down the hallways, visit beds like they're graves Days go by so slowly Nights go by so slowly Days go by so slowly In a hospital room In a box built for two I fight for air, fight for my own air Forget all the things I can do alone I fight for a heart, I fight for a strong heart I fight to never know this sickness you know But I know it's my own, I gave it a home Our love is the size of These tumors inside us Our love is the size of This hole in the ground, where my heart's buried now |
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from Sleater-Kinney - The Hot Rock (1999)
It's one a.m, you haven't called
It must be four wherever you are And the photo booth strip, and the letter you wrote They feel like nothing I could hold Nothing bad, nothing free There's nothing left for me to feel It's like goin' to bed at a quarter to three Finally tired, finally empty Should I be up to play the game Back and forth, get back at me And my confidence fell and I feel so mad Tell me whose side are you on? Nothing bad, nothing free There's nothing left for me to feel It's like goin' to pieces could fix everything At this point I'm really me Nothing bad, nothing free There's nothing left for me to feel It's like goin' to bed at a quarter to three Finally tired, finally empty Finally tired, finally empty |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
Eye cream and thigh cream
how 'bout a get high cream? Nothing I do smoothes out the feelings of being used The Ballad of a Ladyman Freak that I am Live in Japan Let's rock with the tough girls in this part of the world Take a photograph Portrait of a Ladyman Are we holding on to our pride a bit too long Are we breaking on guitars Are we breaking you apart They say I've gone too far with the image I've got and they know I'd make a mint with new plastic skin and a hit on the radio! Oh, temptations of a ladyman I could be demure like girls who are soft for boys who are fearful of getting an earful but I gotta rock! I'd rather be a ladyman Are we holding on to our pride a bit too long Are we breaking on guitars Are we breaking you apart How many times will you decide how many lives will you define how much control should we give up of our lives (You sit at home with an alibi in case they call and ask you why all you do is go "ooh ahh ohh" you're out of control but saying "ooh ahh ooh") Are we holding on to our pride a bit too long Are we breaking on guitars Are we breaking you apart How many times will you decide how many lives will you define how much control should we give up of our lives (You sit at home with an alibi in case they call and ask you why all you do is go "ooh ahh ohh" you're out of control but saying "ooh ahh ooh") Ballad of a Ladyman |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
You went down in the very first round
sitting ringside in a tiny town Knock out, knock out First round, first round When you call you will call the loudest When you fall you will fall the hardest This could be our very last stand The Monitor and the Merrimac too bad, too bad You're ironclad, ironclad When you call you will call the loudest When you fall you will fall the hardest Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love? What would you kill, what would you kill, what would you kill? to make a heart stand still, heart stand still, heart stand still? What would you pay, what would you pay, what would you pay? to make the hate go away, hate go away, hate go away? When you call you will call the loudest When you fall you will fall the hardest Why battle-cry, dry your eyes no one can hear you Once iron made heart or spade no one can steal you |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
You can't get to heaven in a silver spoon
You can polish everything except for the mark on you, you Come be the first in line To shake the hand of mine Come be the first in line To shake the hand of (They call you out and up) All Hands on the Bad One, all Hands on the Bad One We would be no better, we would be no better All Hands on the Bad One, all Hands on the Bad One We would be no better, we would be no better You can't get to heaven in your Sunday best When the night before they were calling it your cocktail dress Come be the first in line To shake the hand of mine Come be the first in line To shake the hand of (They call you out and up) All Hands on the Bad One, all Hands on the Bad One We would be no better, we would be no better All Hands on the Bad One, all Hands on the Bad One We would be no better, we would be no better All Hands on the Bad One, all Hands on the Bad One We would be no better, we would be no better All Hands on the Bad One You can't get to heaven with a three chord song They called you a sinner but the people want to sing along |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
Acid tooth
It's got nothing to do with you but if you wanna watch me chew my teeth are cutting you out Stomachache Well it must be in your head It must be something that I did Food just doesn't seem to work out Am I rotting out? Daddy says I got my mama's mouth I'm all about a forked tongue and a dirty house Mom has said yes this happened to me long ago But no one would believe me when I said: Close my mouth Was I born to accommodate I'm so good at playing dead words just don't seem to come out Should I eat something sweet instead wash away all those things we said 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 how many doctors will it take Oooh Oooh befoe I disintegrate |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
You're no rock n' roll fun
Like a party that's over Before it's begun You're no walk in the park More like a shot in the dark With clues left for no one All the boys in the band Know how to get down Fill our Christmas socks With whiskey drinks and chocolate bars When the evening ends We won't be thinking of you then Although the best man Won't hang out with the girl band The girl band You're no rock n' roll fun Like a piece of art That no one can touch Your head's always up in the clouds Writing your songs Won't you ever come down? All the boys in the band Know how to get down Fill our Christmas socks With whiskey drinks and chocolate bars When the evening ends We won't be thinking of you then Even if your song Is playing on the jukebox The jukebox You wanna party with the lights on Come on I like the dark You always wanna hear the same old song Come on play another song Coz you're no rock n' roll fun Like a party that's over Before it's begun You're no walk in the park More like a shot in the dark With clues left for no one You're no rock n' roll fun (repeat x4) |
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There is a sound
they don't want you to own Arrest every word that escapes from your throat They hand you the world's smallest microphone It's still too loud and you're asked to go home She can stay as long as she swears that when she breathes it will be her own air She'll state her case and take up space and that suffocates- The professional There is a sound that they want you to hear To drown out the voice that plays in your ear They hand you the world's biggest razor blade an amateur bleeds but she hardly gets paid She can stay as long as she swears that when she breathes it will be her own air She'll state her case and take up space and that suffocates- The professional You better watch what you, you better watch what you say, no way They're coming after you, they'll get in your head, your head, your head, head She can be mad but they'll let her know the scorched earth allows nothing to grow and she'll be blamed but feel no shame 'Cuz she'll have stopped- the professional |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
He's got a perfect face
Turn away before you go and turn me on I cannot look away I'm stunned it's that Je ne sais quoi uh huh He talks to me in my sleep Does he write my songs for me? Should I try to play just like him? Kick it out, could you show me your riffs? You always measure me by him Don't get me wrong I'm not opposed to something big I'm so sick of tests Go ahead and flunk my ass You don't own the situation, honey You don't own the stage We're here to join the conversation and we're here to raise the stakes Now do you hear that sound as the Model breaks Take the stage! Let the image of him fade away Go back and tear the pictures from the page It's time for a new rock n' roll age History will have to find a different face and if you're ready for more I just might be what you're looking for You don't own the situation, honey You don't own the stage We're here to join the conversation and we're here to raise the stakes Now do you hear that sound as the Model breaks Take the stage! |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
I wonder how you looked the day you were erased
To look down at your heart and watch it fade Did you disappear or were you just misplaced Left behind with no one else to blame It's all gone but something lingers on a place i used to call home Now me, you, and the ghost Looking for thing we lost Laughing at the way it was, Looking for the one we lost (are you letting go? Thinking clearer now that it's over There's no one to blame As we walk away Why is it I just feel so heavy What do I take away?) When you're in a room it's all that i can feel Get so used to loving what's not real There's nothing I can hold, No real tears to cry You can't breath life back into lie |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
14 Rue de Savoy
that's where the flat was let We shacked up in Paris two days after we had met Eighteen bars of the sonata and you were mine This music gig doesn't pay that well but the fans are alright Darling come home I can't take the apartment alone You left your beret behind and your croissant is getting cold Visa, Mastercard, discovered that I was spent Took my heart, my best jeans, and left me with paying the rent A user, abuser, a loser but I didn't care I've always been a guy with a sweet tooth and that girl was just like a king-sized candy bar Pick up the phone Meet me at the Sorbonne You keep turning me on With those French words I can't pronounce Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Milkshake n' honey yeah Ma petite, comment ca va? |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
And then one fine morning
she woke, she knew one long look at her life It was you (What you want you might never have Wait for it until it forms a scar) Come hell or high water Her heart was made No friend and no lover Will get in the way For six long years happiness spoke but then the time was up the spell was broke (Take your time, no hurry up Change your mind, go back to the start) She said that I have done to get my way What I have done to get this day Fortune weary love Fortune weary love Baby don't you dare give up on me now Baby don't you dare give up on me now You're gonna find out You're gonna get low It's gonna darken your soul You're gonna find out You're gonna get low It's gonna darken your soul You're gonna fall down You're gonna grow old It's gonna darken your soul Fortune weary love Fortune weary love Baby don't you dare give up on me now Baby don't you dare give up on me now |
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from Sleater-Kinney - All Hands On The Bad One (2000)
The swimmer is so far from the distant shore
The only time she never feels alone On the land her body distorts In the water lines are true to her mind I can hardly see you now Are you getting closer and Do you know you're the one? They will never understand How washed up you feel on land The spot light of the sun, it shines on The Swimmer knows she'll never touch the floor She can float unharmed by murky wars And the land is as plain as her skin But the water shines like the star in her mind I can hardly see you now Are you getting closer and Do you know you're the one? They will never understand How washed up you feel on land The spot light of the sun, it shines on |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
I'm a bubble in a sound wave
A sonic push for energy Exploding like the sun A flash of clean light hope All you scientists can hold your breath Can I decide to show myself, oh oh Oh oh oh... (Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly oh my, imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme) If you think like Thomas Edison Could you invent a world for me Now all that's on the surface Are bloody arms and oil fields Could I turn this place all upside down And shake you and your fossils out, oh oh Oh oh oh... (You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why Oh my, coz it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high) And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know You tune out out out the hypnotic drone Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know Should I come outside and run your cars Should I run your rockets to the stars Could you invent a world for me I need to hear a symphony If I'm to run the future You've got to let the old world go, oh oh Oh oh oh... (Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly oh my, imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme) And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know You tune out out out the hypnotic drone Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know Your word for me is fusion But is real change an illusion Could I turn this place all upside down And shake you and your fossils out If I'm to run the future You've got to let the old world go Could you invent a world for me I need to hear a symphony, oh oh Oh oh oh |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
7:30 am nurse the baby on the couch
then the phone rings "Turn on the T.V." watch the world explode in flames and don't leave the house And the sky overhead is silent, waiting Clear blue holds its breath And the heart is hit in a city far away but it feels so close Don't breathe the air today Don't speak of why you're afraid (Standing here on a one way road and I fall down, no other direction for this to go so we fall down) WHY CAN'T I GET ALONG WITH YOU? And the president hides while working men rush in To give their lives I look to the sky and ask it not to rain On my family tonight |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
If you're tired of the big so so
Get yourself into some self control Play the game by putting on the brakes Slow down and make less mistakes Nobody lingers like your hands on my heart Nobody figures like you figured me out I would be lying if I didn't say to you No one comes close don't worry you got it! (There's fire if you want it let me know, I'm sick and I'm tired of letting go) The way I feel when you call my name Makes me go crazy to sane The way I feel when you're close to me Finally not drifting out to sea Nobody lingers like your hands on my heart Nobody figures like you figured me out I would be lying if I didn't say to you No one comes close don't worry you got it! (There's fire if you want it let me know, I'm sick and I'm tired of letting go) It's all in my pocket (I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind) I call it, my rocket (Come a little closer, hit the one go sane) Come on now I wish, you would I'm the one who makes you feel good Never mind those things they say They don't know it but I'm here to stay Nobody lingers like your hands on my heart Nobody figures like you figured me out I would be lying if I didn't say to you No one comes close don't worry you got it! (There's fire if you want it let me know, I'm sick and I'm tired of letting go) |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
One and one and one is two
All this and more you said was true And if youd left me ground to stand on Id run so far away from you What do you do with a remainder? You round it up or round it down And if youre scared by what youre left with Destroy the answer that youve found You were the one When the day had begun The sun was shining on us Blinding me such That I couldnt see There was a hole beneath me And then you watched me fall With no expression at all There is an absolute zero But you wont find it on your own Only someone else can show you nothing And leave you with a gaping hole You were the one When the storm rolled in The sky was grey like your heart With no color at all I dont know you like this Youre as reckless as wind And I couldnt predict Just the way this would end |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
Will you come knocking on my door?
Pull me pick me off the floor I might need something to get me going Feel it one time IT ROLLS dig it When I feel worn out when I feel beaten Like a used up shoe or a cake half-eaten There's only one way to keep on feeling Move it up one time IN TIME This mama works till her back is sore But the baby's fed and the tunes are pure So you'd better get your feet on the floor Move it up one time TO THE BEAT, TO THE BEAT, TO THE BEAT, TO THE BEAT These times are troubled these times are rough There's more to come but you can't give up Why don't you shake a tail for peace and love Move it up one time FOR LOVE JANET CARRIE CAN YOU FEEL IT Knife through the heart of our exploitation LADIES ONE TIME CAN YOU HEAR IT Disassemble your discrimination When violence rules the world outside And the headlines make me want to cry It's not the time to just keep quiet Speak up one time TO THE BEAT, TO THE BEAT, TO THE BEAT, TO THE BEAT |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
They tell us there are only two sides to be on
If you are on our side you're right, if not you're wrong But are we innocent, paragons of good? Is our guilt erased by the pain that we've endured? Hey look, it's time to pledge allegiance I love my dirty Uncle Sam Our country's marching to the beat now And we must learn to step in time Where is the questioning? Where is the protest song? Since when is skepticism un-American? Dissent's not treason, but they talk like it's the same Those who disagree are afraid to show their face Let's break out our old machines now It sure is good to see them run again Oh gentlemen, start your engines And we know where we got the oil from Are you feeling alright now? Paint myself all red, white and blue Are you singing let's fight now? Innocent people die, uh oh There are reasons to unite Is this why we unite? If you hate this time Remember we are the time! Show you love your country, go out and spend some cash Red, white, blue hot pants doing it for Uncle Sam Flex our muscles show 'em we're stronger than the rest Raise your hands up, baby, are you sure that we're the best? We'll come out with our fists raised The good old boys are back on top again And if we let them lead us blindly The past becomes the future once again |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
I wanna run away
I wanna get away but I will never get up oh won't you help me up I rely on oxygen I depend on the bitter snow I rely on oxygen I depend on the bitter cold I want to know why it hurts to stay and hurts to go away will I be ok? Crawled out of the mud this filth you called your love slept for countless days but I will be ok I wanna run away I wanna get away but I will never get up oh won't you help me up I rely on oxygen I depend on the bitter snow I rely on oxygen I depend on the bitter cold I didn't know I could feel this low so afraid that I'll watch you go I didn't know I could feel this low so afraid that I'll watch you go Take my strength out but I'm not down Write this reverse I'm not down I wanna run away I wanna get away but I will never get up oh won't you help me up Take my strength out but I'm not down Write this reverse I'm not down |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
Stay away from the haunted heart
Stay away from the haunted heart You swore to yourself that you'd make a new start Just like the demon with the poison dart There's nothing left to see Turn out the light There's nothing left to see Turn out the light Stay away from the burning house Stay away from the burning house To get inside, you'll never get out Die together before the flames go out Burn your baby make you scream and shout? Burn your baby make you scream and shout? Build it up just to tear it down Nothing left but ashes of doubt There's nothing left to see Turn out the light There's nothing left to see Turn out the light Put it in the ground sing a funeral song Put it in the ground sing a funeral song Have the neighbors over and we'll sing along Lowering the coffin on a love gone wrong Hey there now what did you bury today? Hey there now what did you bury today? Buried the love that I hoped would stay Nothing says 'forever' like my very own grave There's nothing left to see Turn out the light There's nothing left to see Turn out the light There's nothing left of me Turn out the light No one here but me Turn out the light |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
She was a very good girl
Did all her homework in school Always came home with top marks Teachers said you will go far So she buried her nose in her books And she never had time for those looks For the boys had noticed her frame Had grown into a figure number eight Call her your Prisstina Would you put her under glass? Would you like to study? 'Cause she's got such perfect class Oh, you want to tempt her With your dirty rock n' roll Call her your Prisstina She's such a pretty girl She went on to study ivy-league And to rack up points on her degree While the other girls fondled their dates She fooled around with her Bunsen plate But one night she was walking around She passed a club with music so loud She wondered what it would be like To stay out with a co-ed all night Call her your Prisstina Would you put her under glass? Would you like to study? 'Cause she's got such perfect class Oh, you want to tempt her With your dirty rock n' roll Call her your Prisstina She's such a pretty girl The party's already started and the music's drifting in Don't wait on your fairy godmother she's late on her way to you Should you trust that old Prince Charming You know he never did you any good But have yourself a ball, Prisstina, do all the things I would! Call her your Prisstina Would you put her under glass? Would you like to study? 'Cause she's got such perfect class Oh, you want to tempt her With your dirty rock n' roll Call her your Prisstina She's such a pretty girl She will go to the head of the class And all you boys need to get a late pass 'Cause she'll leave those dull lads behind Yeah that girl is ahead of her time |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
You stay on 'til you're good and raw
Go back and forth, a little see-saw Hoping that this ride will end But when it does you go again CHORUS Can't get that monster Out of my mind She's got my hair and She's got my eyes She follows me wherever I go Speaking for me and Wearing my clothes You hang on 'til your hands are sore Blistering you still want more You think there's something here for you Go out and buy yourself a clue CHORUS In Hollywood where all the lights are low And truth's as rare as the winter snow She wanted a place arid as her soul Where her only job was never to grow old When the lights are shining Will you see my skin Or just the shell that I'm packaged in I've held my tongue And I've hid my sores If I'm less of myself Will you love me more |
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from Sleater-Kinney - One Beat (2002)
I know I come to you only when in need
Im not the best believer not the most deserving but all I have all I am all I can For him Id beg you on bended knees for him Precious baby, is your life hanging by a thread? A thread Im standing on, praying on today All I have all I am all I can For him Id beg you on bended knees for him I've got this curse in my hands All I touch fades to black Turns to dust turns to sand I've got this curse on my tongue All I taste is the rust This decay in my blood I dont like the doctor with the deep long face Only wants to give us the very worst case Id rather shout out and shake him and do anything For him Id beg you on bended knees for him When the moment strikes it takes you by surprise and leaves you naked in the face of death and life there is no righteousness in your darkest moment Were all equal in the face of what were most afraid of And Im so sorry for those who didnt make it and for the mommies who are left with their heart breaking I search for meaning in sores The sentences they might form Its the grammar of skin Peel it back, let me in Look for hope in the dark The shadow cast by your heart Its the grammar of faith No more rules, no restraint How angry I would be If youd taken him away I wish I was wiser but instead Ill be grateful Ill say thanks For the joy for the love for the smile on his face Id beg you on bended knees for him |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
they want to socialize you
they want to purify you they want to dignify, analyze and terrorize you this is love and you can't make it in a formula or shake me i'm your monster i'm not like you all your life is written for you (look out they want what you know steal a kid break a heart steal the show peel back the skin see what's there i'll never show you what's in here) you're life is good for one thing you're messing with what's sacred they want to simplify your needs and likes to sterilize you this is love and you can't make it in a formula or break me i'm your monster i'm just like you all my life is right before you (don't need you to explain the pain i can prove to you it's all fake she's dead but she can stand she can walk call the doctor miracle she can talk) call the doctor this is love and you can't break it in a formula or make me i'm no monster i'm just like you all my life is right before me (this is not really me at all stunt girl daring twirls watch me fall carbon copy same body different hearts can't tell anymore the real parts) |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
Write in passing when there's time
Hide the paper, hide my mind Keep you quiet, keep you blind Don't rock the boat don't read the sign You're my co-pilot not my god pilot You take everything You take what I Want from you is so defined Your suit and tie your shiny smile Your calm belief your piece of mind I'll trade you for it then run then fly You're my co-pilot not my god pilot You take everything You take what I want (talk late words advice this late time flies watch wait words lies) |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
Damn you
Damn you Smile pretty, take take the money You know me well, don't you? Smile pretty, take take the money You know how to sell? I do I'm your little, I'm your little, I'm your little mouth Don't you want me? I'm your little, I'm your little, I'm your little mouth Don't you want me? Damaged goods x4 You wanna try her I think I wanna x4 cuz I'm your little, I'm your little, I'm your little mouth Don't you want me? I'm your little, I'm your little, I'm your little mouth Don't you want me? Damaged goods x2 You wanna try her I think I wanna x4 cuz I'm your little, I'm your little, I'm your little mouth Don't you want me? I'm your little, I'm your little, I'm your little mouth Don't you want me? Damn you |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
She's worried, she's worried, she's worried she said too much
and talking I'm talking she's talking like books I read It's easy, it's easy, it's easy, to shut yourself off Never on the record it'll never show up She wants to be, to be anonymous I sign, I sign, I sign anonymous Feel safe, inside, inside those well drawn lines Boyfriend, a car, a job, my white girl life She swallowed a spider to catch, to catch that fly but I don't know why, why she swallowed that lie She wants to be, to be anonymous I sign, I sign, I sign anonymous She wants to be, to be like everybody else I sign, I sign, I sign anonymous Not enough for you to know Not enough for you to own Not enough for you to know Not enough for you to own She wants to be, to be anonymous I sign, I sign, I sign anonymous These words are all I have These words are who I am |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
I can't find you
Stay where you are I'm in the dark Stay where you are (I'm alright I feel fine You're my life I'm alright) She's dead if you want and that's me if you want Stuffed in the corner "little girl lost" I claw and I scratch and I beg and I scream I just need you to save me one last time It's me if you want but it's not what I want I want to burn up the place Set it on fire She's back because she wants to not be contained I can't tell the truth I can't speak this way You can't find me You're in the dark I'm right here Stay where you are (I'm alright I feel fine You're my life I'm alright) She's dead if you want and that's me if you want Stuffed in the corner "little girl lost" I claw and I scratch and I beg and I scream I just need you to save me one last time It's me if you want but it's not what I want I want to burn up the place Set it on fire She's back because she wants to not be contained I can't tell the truth I can't speak this way x2 |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
got this feeling
when i heard your name the other day couldn't say it couldn't make it go away it's a hard place can't be friends we can't be enemies it's just too much i feel the weight crushing down on my face the hardest part is things already said getting better worse i cannot tell why do good things never wanna stay some things you lose some things you give away broken pieces try and make it good again is it worth it will it make me safe today? it's a dumb song but i'll write it anyway it's an old mistake but we always make it why do we this time it'll be alright this time it'll be okay |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
it's fine
when it's all mine it's on my wall it's in my head memorize it till i'm dead it's yours now i'm so bored i wanna be your joey ramone pictures of me on your bedroom door invite you back after the show i'm the queen of rock and roll i just don't care are you that scared? i swear they're looking right at me push to the front so i can see it's what i thought it's rock'n'roll i wanna be your thurston moore wrestle on the bedroom floor always leave me wanting more throw away those old records we go downtown put on our best frowns give me a chance i know i can dance it's fine cuz it's all mine |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
You come here to my work
You come here every day To make sure I'm still here You look at me that way Rings on my fingers And bows in my hair You think I'm your present You'll unwrap me here Is this a bad dream Is this really my life Well you wanna know You'll show me tonight I have this one face And i only check out It gets so far think it's time Not for sale Not your girl Not your thing I'm here on the counter With no money down For nine ninety nine You're taking me home A dozen red roses A cute little house A cheap little ring The deal is cut, now Something is messed up here Something isn't right We're supposed to be free I'm supposed to be mine This part of my body That you're pricing now I'm cutting it off I'm throwing it out Not for sale Not your girl Not your thing Got me mixed up with somebody else Got me mixed up with somebody else |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
Bad thoughts, bad car, bad drive
A mess a lot a lie I can't be alone tonight I'm tired, I'm hurt, I'm fine (where are you now where did you go) You've always got me guessing why Nothing the same after tonight Nothing is gonna make it right Keep the house quiet dark tonight (That's how I happen to find you and how am I gonna tell you Don't start I'm not gonna fight you Could be I'm not gonna find you) One sour, one sweet, one lime Taste both taste yours taste mine Too late too long no light I can't see a thing tonight (where are you now where did you go) You've always got me guessing why Nothing the same after tonight Nothing is gonna make it right Tell me what's going on inside (That's how I happen to find you and how am I gonna tell you Don't start I'm not gonna fight you Could be I'm not gonna find you) |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
Say no way
We won't let them grow up that way Things have changed but some things have stayed the same Hold on what you want to but some things are passed down anyway Hold on to what I want to I don't think I know what I just Leave me without a god without belief with out a cause Without a path that I should take Without a choice that a should make Such an easy thought and now I had it but I lost it I guess I need your help and now I Guess I need your help and now I Say no way Don't let things go on this way A clean slate but it don't work that way Hold on to what you want to but some things are passed down anyway Hold on to what I want to I will have to own what I have Leave me without a god without belief with out a cause Without a path that I should take Without a choice that a should make Such an easy thought and now I had it but I lost it I guess I need your help and now I Guess I need your help and now I It's not my stuff it's just too much It's just my stuff it's just my Leave me without a god without belief with out a cause Without a path that I should take Without a choice that a should make Such an easy thought and now I had it but I lost it I guess I need your help and now I Guess I need your help and now I |
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from Sleater-Kinney - Call The Doctor (1996)
Heart Attack
I wait for Hit and run Could happen any day but I'm walking into your house I really want to figure you out It's always somewhere/someone new each day As long as I'm not looking for me Insomnia Popping pills It's still too tight It's never right Threw out everything I own again today Something's bound to give me a disease I still feel like nothing next to you Because you want everything new Stress case undone preplanned no fun I'm scared I've scared them all away High strung let go loss of control I'm scared I've scared all sleep away Heart attack Hit and run |
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I spend the afternoon in cars I sit in traffic jams for hours Don't push me I am not OK The sky is blue most every day The lemons grow like tumors they Are tiny suns infused with sour Lonely as a cloud In the Golden State "The coldest winter that I ever saw Was the summer that I spent..." The only substance is the fog And it hides all that has gone wrong Can't see a thing Inside the maze There is a bridge adored and famed The Golden spine of engineering Who's back is heavy With my weight Be still this old heart Be still this old skin Drink your last drink Sin your last sin Sing your last song About the beginning Sing your song loud So the people can hear Let's Go Be still this sad day Be still this sad year Hope your last hope Fear you last fear Your not the only one Let's Go My falling shape will draw a line Between the blue of sea and sky I'm not a bird I'm not a plane I took the taxi to the gate I will not go to school again Four seconds was The longest wait |
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| from The L word Season 3 OST (엘 월드 시즌 3) [ost] (2006) | |||||
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