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She's got to love herself
Too bad the lens got in her way Time changing off her head So cut off your ears and east of issues This conversation's done We've covered heads she's covered tails She's cut off her conscience son Deep in your head and you're still crying But you don't have the right You take sides and spill it at the sink from the spite? From the role of the honor and the gluttonous heap You would use the whole barn up and you love to count sheep So count sheep This diamond's not for sale With big advertisement in our heads One lie won't tip the scale For rich little beggars making big bets They're out to mark the score Fat cat's away dead mice decay Recouching on the course Awake in the bed and lay there crying But you don't have the right Go on open your finger for another big bite You run all kinds of red lights except the ones on the street When you run out of exits you can always count sheep So count sheep |
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I have been listening, such an ancient song
My eyes are closed but I never sleep I felt transparent and saw that lash on your eyes You waved me twice on over to my seas We found ourselves none in this city You said our song's cruel, it sounds hissy Brand food is ruling my sanity Scream to your entrance I felt simply in Night lights are swayed on I prayed for death Circle and turn around, A closer sky My name, feel, feel, and feel all tight My name feel, feel, your love was right I lip sync, have to pretend to conversation-sigh You didn't know how, you've never even tried Attraction leeches, but never ever dies We're leaving next week, behind your risky eyes We found ourselves none in this city You said our song's cruel, it sounds hissy Night lights are swayed on I prayed for death Circle and turn around, A closer sky We found ourselves none in this city You said our song's cruel, it sounds hissy Circle, circle and turn around The little white lies won't make a sound Circle and turn around, A closer sky We found ourselves none in this city You said our song's cruel, it sounds hissy |
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Riding a ball and chain with a mirror on the floor
Amnesia and fragrance can't remember what it's for But she knows her instincts are just other words for fun Let in the shade when there's no sun I bought a window display and married her at once I broke the remote control and she hasn't talked for months Look at the inlay the detail matters much She'll throw the dogs a bone and it makes a mighty crunch The best pictures were taken there's some more upon the floor Taken on vacation on a hillside by the shore But she's not a magazine you're reading every month And defintitely not the girl next door Everything you wanted I'd want more Took back the display the details scratched a lot Her golden tooth decay and the halitosis rot So much for history the display left her mark Go find her another home where the other dogs can bark I bought a window display and married her at once I broke the remote control and she hasn't talked for months Look at the inlay the detail matters much She's throwing the dogs a bone and it makes a mighty crunch |
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Doors get a love and the ones get sliced
Don't make the first dried least and the rename course Well let's go back to where we started from A story with a trail of crumbs I was stellar then today Don't make up a rename I've done so gone to waste Let's start we'll travel into the weekend home The times are wicked with the native numb Generation feel OK To your prison To a Bordeaux So say OK The century's over Pay up, you know you're stayin' The boys are gonna There's no one to blame Statistics honor Attentions are overrated They're either buyin' Gimme gimme that thing Doors get a love and the ones get sliced Don't make the first dried least and the rename course She's spurting adult with the blood and gore It's like she's speaking from an open sore Cancella-communique She's a double-wire-crosser Another broken cup-and-saucer With a kiss and disarray Split it with a razor It'll be on the way It doesn't matter Sink it, you'll never save it The boys are gonna There's no one to blame Correct-a-rama Save it, but don't mistake it There is a motto Baby baby don't you bring me no shame The phone rings but you won't get through |
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In the flesh
Instant cash Something great To sit on the shelf From the things that I want to do I will shape and then forget about you And in my pocket I can keep you Put you away for another day To find you every time I need you Throw you away when the flavor goes out You can take your adoration and your tin little heart You will never get to take me with disposable parts You can waste your adoration and your tin little heart You will never get to take me with disposable parts In a dress To caress Then you taste And let it go to waste In your face Pure grace Be replaced With something else behind you And in my pocket I can keep you Put you away for another day To find you every time I need you Throw you away when the flavor goes out You can take your adoration and your tin little heart You will never get to take me with disposable parts You can take your adoration and your tin little heart You will never get to take me with disposable parts You can take your adoration and your tin little heart You will never get to take me with disposable parts You can take your adoration and your tin little heart You will never get to take me with disposable parts |
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In the flesh
You got me high You got me high I feel your heartbeat still all night Boy You want(?) the(?) one(?) thing(?) You're a beautiful(?) panther(?) Inside your bedroom Outside we can't I feel excited when you cursed(?) me How are you? I'm feeling fine Except you got me high that(?) i can't sleep at night You want(?) the(?) one(?) thing(?) ___ slider You pitch your fastball straight from your shoulder You want(?) the(?) one(?) thing(?) You're a beautiful(?) panther(?) No one can strike me like you do __ ___ do to you(?) |
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The Natural disasters make it hard to mind
Birthday cake, steak and wine The rope around the carpet make you bust a dime They want your heart to ach and take up all your time The broken situations that leave no resort Must give way to playing sport Don't want to think about it don't know what to say So sorry that your crushed goodbye to you today We've got to get the conversation keep it clean and dry And if they never finish then we wont ask why It's just a natural disaster that you've left behind For the cut of cake for the steak and wine We'll keep the conversation keep it clean and dry And if they never finish then we wont ask why It's just a natural disaster that you've left behind For the cut of cake for the steak and wine No more emotions to show nobody has to know It's just a natural disaster that you've left behind For the cut of cake for the steak and wine We'll keep the conversation keep it clean and dry But if they never finish then we wont ask why It's just a natural disaster that you've left behind for the cut of cake and for the steak and wine No more emotions to show nobody has to know It's just a natural disaster that you've left behind For the cut of cake for the steak and wine |
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Are you feeling a flash?
Does it feel like a rash? Is there a stupid dance Coming from in your pants? You're getting nearer to love No time to fold your hands You gotta take a chance On your romance This business carbonation Less pop more fizz Coming over on the radio station It's killing us kids Come get your everything in one shot Put you in a trance Now does it ever attack your culture It's just a stupid dance So when you're ready for love You gotta show your hands Come on and take a chance It's your romance This business carbonation Less pop more fizz Coming over on the radio station It's killing us kids |
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It can be lonely up at the top
Above your problems and your stress And if there's trouble then we will take a pill To find a High Society Up in the air with your poverty And on the way to a Broadway play She bought whatever was in her way She got her hair done there on Crosby and Prince a shave and a rinse Just for her High Society She bought her High Society Aah, life's much richer than the sound I feel us going up, the others going down and down This world is full of filthy sights I won't go out at night Unless the corners there are bright In light of High Society She bought her High Society Just for her High Society She took her way like a magistrate She bought whatever was in her way And paid for dinner With 200 dollar bills what a thrill To eat her High Society She bought her High Society Aah, life's much richer than the sound I feel us going up, the others going down and down This world is full of filthy sights I won't go out at night Unless the corners there are bright In light of High Society She bought her High Society Just for her High Society |
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The clouds all look the same
Inside their picture frames And every other day That ever went or came The river's turning black And never turning back The travel boat and train Dragging the ball and chain They weathered salt and rain Then drifted down the drain The little diamond raft Is never floating back |
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