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Nonstop to Nowhere as recorded by
Faster Pussycat CHORUS 1: I'm on the lame train I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere Where it takes me I don't know I guess the tracks you make are your own Well it's 5 o'clock in the morning And I can't fall asleep again Times are changing and moving fast Way too fast for me Seems like only yesterday I was skipping school and stealing gasoline I've been talking I guess you call it Talking a white lie One minute I'm on top of the world And the next thing you know CHORUS 1: Sometimes I just sit and daydream And I just slip away from here If only I had a crystal ball Or could invent a time machine I'd go into the future Take a good look around And see what life has in store for me I've been walking I guess you call it Walking a thin line One minute I'm on top of the world And the next thing you know CHORUS 2: I'm on the lame train I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere Where it takes me I don't know I guess the track s you make are your own It's like achain gang going I know the exit But my problems seem to follow me Wherever I go Nonstop to nowhere I don't believe the preachers They're just sticking out their hands I don't believe the government And who the hell's this Uncle Sam? Mr. Conductor Will you help me off this train? Well I believe I'm on the wrong one and it's taking me down the drain CHORUS 2: --Scribe |
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It's not that I'm lonely
I'm just tired of keeping the rats company It's not that I need someone to help me Drag me out of bed and brush my teeth I'm as aggravated as an old hound dog Trying to remember where I buried my bone Knocked off my feet and on my back And these damn shorts are creeping up my crack And it's hard to feel the sun when I'm sittin in the shade It's all a bore to me when everything stays the same Come on be my power station Everyone needs a light I don't need no paid vacation To get me electrified Come on, charge me up And don't ever let me come Don't ever let me come down Charge me up Cause it's all I need to keep me sound I hate to sound ungrateful But honey I could take to a little more of your energy Well you're my, my addiction And I'm strung out from your head down to your feet You finally got me out from under my stone And the big old dog finally found his bone Back on my feet and off my back And ripped those shorts right out of my crack And it's good to feel the sun, I'm out of the shade What was a bore to me just up and went away Come on be my power station Everyone needs a light I don't need no paid vacation To get me electrified Come on, charge me up And don't ever let me come down Don't ever let me come down Charge me up Cause it's all I need to keep me sound It's not that I'm lonely I'm just tired of keeping the rats company It's just bad company Well you're my, my addiction And I'm strung out from your head down to your feet Just a fix is all I need I don't need to paid vacation To get me electrified Got me a sweet little power station That keeps me satisfied |
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You walked into the party
Like you were walking onto a yacht Your hat strategically dipped below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one eye in the mirror As you watched yourself gavotte And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner They'd be your partner, and... You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I bet you think this song is about you Don't you, don't you? You had me several years ago When I was still quite naive. Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair And that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved And one of them was me. I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and... You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I bet you think this song is about you Don't you, don't you? I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee Clouds in my coffee, and... You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I bet you think this song is about you Don't you, don't you? Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga And your horse, Naturally, won. Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia To see the total eclipse of the sun. Well, you're where you should be all the time And when you're not you're with some underworld spy Or the wife of a close friend Wife of a close friend... You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you You're so vain, I bet you think this song is about you Don't you, don't you? You're so vain You probably think this song is about you |
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