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Well I guess you left me
with some feathers in my hand Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for... Waiting for you All my sins... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream "Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'till we're only good for... Waiting for you" All my sins... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book Suck my blood, break my nerve offer me their arms W ell, I will not be an enemy of anything I'll only stand here Waiting for you All my sins... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming |
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| 2. |
| 5:31 |
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Step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain, through myself and back again. Where? I dont know Maria says she's dying. Through the door, I hear her crying Why? I dont know Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house Takes her clothes off, Says she's close to understanding Jesus She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous Round here we're carving out our names Round here we all look the same Round here we talk just like lions But we sacrifice like lambs Round here she's slipping through my hands Sleeping children got to run like the wind Out of the lightning dream Mama's little baby better get herself in Out of the lightning She says, it's only in my head. She says, Shhh I know it's only in my head. But the girl on the car in the parking lot Says: Man, you should try to take a shot Can't you see my walls are crumbling? Then she looks up at the building and says she's thinking of jumping. She says she's tired of life; she must be tired of something. Round here she's always on my mind Round here I got lots of time Round here we're never sent to bed early Nobody makes us wait Round here we stay up very very late Ahw, I can't see nothin', nothin', Round here, ohh. Catch me if I'm fallin', catch me if I'm fallin' catch me cause I'm fallin' down on you. I said I'm under the gun, Round here. Ohh man I said I'm under the gun, Round Here. And I can't see nothin', nothin', Round Here... |
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| 3. |
| 4:16 |
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When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers And all other instruments of faith and sex and God In the belly of a black-winged bird. Don't try to feed me I've been here before And I deserve a little more [chorus] I belong in the service of the Queen I belong anywhere but in between She's been crying and I've been thinking And I am the Rain King [verse] And I said mama, mama, mama, why am I so alone I can't go outside I'm scared I might not make it home I'm alive, I'm alive But I'm sinking in If there's anyone at home at your place, darling Why don't you invite me in? Don't try to bleed me I've been there before And I deserve a little more [chorus] I belong in the service of the Queen I belong anywhere but in between She's been lying and I've been sinking And I am the Rain King [bridge] Hey, I only want the same as anyone Henderson is waiting for the sun Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends After all the dreaming I come home again [verse] When I think of heaven Deliver me in a black-winged bird I think of dying Lay me down in a field of flame and heather Render up my body into the burning heart of God In the belly of a black-winged bird Don't try to bleed me I've been here before And I deserve a little more [chorus] I belong in the service of the queen I belong anywhere but in between She's been dying and I've been drinking And I am the Rain King |
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| 4. |
| 4:57 |
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A long December
and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving Oh the days go by so fast And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think that I could be forgiven I wish you would (Na na na, etc. yeah) The smell of hospitals in winter And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls All at once you look across a crowded room To see the way that light attaches to a girl And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think you might come to California I think you should (Na na na, etc. yeah) Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 a.m. And talked a little while about the year I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself To hold on to these moments as they pass And it's one more day up in the canyon And it's one more night in Hollywood It's been so long since I've seen the ocean I guess I should (Na na na, etc. yeah) |
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| 5. |
| 4:14 |
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She sat right down on the sofa
I said, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you Cause last night I had something so good These days get so long and I got nothing to do" I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long We spend all day getting sober Just hiding from daylight, watching TV We just look a lot better in the blue light Well, you know I gotta get out But I'm stuck so tight Weighed by the chains that keep me Hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town too long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long And this girl listens to the band play She says "where have you been? I've been lyin' right here on the floor" Well, I got all this time To be waiting for what is mine To be hating what I am After the light has faded Hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way to, way, I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way to long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way, way, way, way too long Way, way, way, way too long Way, way, way, way too long Way, way, way, way too long Way, way, way, way too long Way, way, way, way too long Way, way, way, way too long |
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| 6. |
| 7:46 |
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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon
cause that's when it all hurts the most I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame If you've never stared off into the distance then your life is a shame And though I'll never forget your face, Sometimes I can't remember my name Hey Mrs. Potter don't cry Hey Mrs. Potter I know why but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head And the ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever instead When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed Hey Mrs. Potter don't go I said hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem Ah, but I'd sure like to find out so why don't you climb down off that movie screen Hey Mrs. Potter don't turn Hey Mrs. Potter I burn for you Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor And orders another, well, I wonder what he did that for That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars We stand up at the Palace like it's the last of the great Pioneertown bars Oh, we shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars Oh, you can see a million miles tonight but you can't get very far Hey Mrs. Potter I won't touch and Hey Mrs. Potter it's not much but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me |
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| 7. |
| 4:33 |
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Sha, la, la, la, la, la
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black- haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Sha, la, la, la, la, la, yea Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances And, pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything cause I want to be someone who believes, yeah Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales and we Stare at them beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful Oh you know gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely Never gonna be lonely, no I will never be lonely I wanna be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, yea but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe yeah Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video when I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars... |
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| 8. |
| 5:24 |
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Gonna get back to basics
Guess I'll start it up again I'm falling' from the ceiling You're falling from the sky now and then Maybe you were shot down in pieces Maybe I slipped in between But we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see Just you and me So why'd you come home to this sleepless town It's a lifetime commitment Recovering the satellites All anybody really wants to know is... When you gonna come down Your mother recognizes all you're desperate displays And she watches as her babies drift violently away 'Til they see themselves in telescopes Do you see yourself in me? We're such crazy babies, little monkey We're so fucked up, you and me So why'd you come home to this faithless town Where we make a lifetime commitment To recovering the satellites And all anybody really wants to know is... When are you gonna come down She sees shooting stars and comet tails She's got heaven in her eyes She says I don't need to be an angel But I'm nothing if I'm not this high But we only stay in orbit For a moment of time And then you're everybody's satellite I wish that you were mine So why'd you come home to this angels town It's a lifetime decision Recovering the satellites Everybody really knows for sure... That you're gonna come down That you're gonna come down |
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| 9. |
| 4:34 |
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She comes out on Fridays every time
And stands out in a line I could've been anyone she'd seen She waits another week to fall apart, she couldnt make another day I wish it was anyone but me I could've been anyone you see She had something breakable just under her skin American girls all weather and noise Playing the changes for all of the boys Holding a candle up to my hand Making it feel so incredible She comes out of closets every night But then she locks herself away Where she could keep everything from me I could've been anyone you see She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin American girls are weather and noise Playing the changes for all of the boys Holding a candle right up to my hand Making me feel so incredible Little shiver shaking me everyday But I could get this same thing anywhere So if she goes away, well, it's alright and I'm ok She said come back again tonight and I said I might I might I might She said well that's alright If it's alright, it's alright with you and it's alright if it's alright with me I waited for an hour last Friday night, she never came around She took almost everything from me I'm goin' through my closets, tryin' on her clothes almost everyday I could've been anyone you see I wish it was anyone but me There's nothin but pills and ashes under my skin American girls are weather and noise Playing the changes for all of the boys Holding a candle right up to my hand Making me feel so incredible If I made you cry, please tell me why I'll try again if you let me try American girls are feathers and cream Come into bed so edible American girls, oh American girls American girls, oh oh oh oh American girls, oh American girls American girls, oh oh oh oh You made me cry You made me cry You made me cry You made me cry Yeah, you made me cry You made me cry Hey miss American girl Oh, oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh yeah |
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| 10. |
| 3:45 |
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They paved paradise
and put up a parkin' lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parkin' lot They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them No, no, no, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise, and put up a parkin' lot Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT I don't care about spots on my apples, Leave me the birds and the bees - please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Hey now, they've paved paradise to put up a parking lot Why not? Listen, late last night, I heard the screen door slam, And a big yellow taxi took my girl away Now don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Hey now now, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got till it's gone They paved paradise to put up a parking lot Why not, they paved paradise They put up a parking lot Hey hey hey, paved paradise and put up a parking lot I don't wanna give it Why you wanna give it Why you wanna givin it all away Hey, hey, hey Now you wanna give it I should wanna give it Cuz you're givin it all away, no no I don't wanna give it Why you wanna give it Why you wanna givin it all away Cuz you're givin it all givin it all away yeah yeah Cuz You're givin it all away hey, hey, hey Hey, paved paradise, to put up a parking lot la,la, la, la, la, la, la ,la ,la ,la ,la Paved paradise, and put up a parking lot |
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| 11. |
| 3:40 |
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Start tearing the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turning the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night, there’s an old man treading around in the gathered rain Hey mister if you’re going to walk on water Oh, could you drop a line my way? Omaha, somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of matters It’s the heart that matters more I think you better turn your ticket in, and get your money back at the door Start threading the needle Brush past the shuttle and slides through the cold room Start turning the wool across the wire Roll a new life over In the middle of the night, there’s an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain Hey mister you don’t wanna walk on water, cause you’re only going to walk all over me Omaha, somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of matters It’s the heart that matters more I think you better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door Start running the banner down Drop past the color Come up through the summer rain Start turning the girl into the ground Roll a new love over In the middle of the day, there’s a young man rolling around in the earth and rain Hey mister if you’re going to walk on water, you know you’re only going to walk all over me Omaha, somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of matters It’s the heart that matters more I think you better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door Omaha, oh somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of matters Oh, It’s the heart that matters more I think you better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door Sweet Omaha, Sunday morning, I’m coming home today |
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| 12. |
| 4:36 |
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I lit out from Reno,
I was trailed by twenty hounds Didn't get to sleep that night 'Till the morning came around. Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Ran into the devil, babe, He loaned me twenty bills I spent the night in Utah In a cave up in the hills. Set out runnin' but I take my time, A friend of the devil is a friend of mine, If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. I ran down to the levee But the devil caught me there He took my twenty dollar bill And vanished in the air. Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Got two reasons why I cry Away each lonely night, The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie, And she's my hearts delight. The second one is prison, baby, The sheriff's on my trail, And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail. Got a wife in Chino, babe, And one in Cherokee The first one says she's got my child, But it don't look like me. Set out runnin' but I take my time, A friend of the devil is a friend of mine, If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Extra Verse You can borrow from the devil You can borrow from a friend The devil'll loan ya twenty But your friend got only ten |
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| 13. |
| 3:52 |
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Albert's always sincere, he's a sensitive type,
His intentions are clear, he wanna be well-liked, If everything is nothing, then are we anything? Is it better to be better than to be anything? And Albert's vision is blooming uncontrolled, All his wings are slowly sinking, The world begins to disappear, The worst things come from inside here, All the king's men reappear, For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, Who'll never be together again. Einstein's down on the beach staring into the sand, 'Cause everything he believes in is shattered, What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway, We all get burned as, One more sun comes sliding down the sky, One more shadow leans against the wall, The world begins to disappear, The worst things come from inside here, And all the king's men reappear, For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, Who'll never be together again. Albert's waiting in the sun on a field American, For the cause of some inflated form of hit and run. One more sun comes sliding down the sky, One more shadow leans against the wall, The world begins to disappear, The worst things come from inside here And all the king's men reappear For an eggman, fallin' off the wall Who'll never be together again. Albert's fallen on the sun, Cracked his head wide open, The world begins to disappear, The worst things come from inside here, And all the king's men reappear, For an eggman, fallin, fallin, The world begins to disappear, The worst things come from inside here, And all the king's men reappear, For an eggman, fallin' off the wall, Who'll never be together again. No never be together again, No no never, never, never again, uh huh, What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway. Never, never, never again. |
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| 4:32 |
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A friend assures me, "It's all or nothing"
I am not worried, I am not overly concerned. My friend implores me, "For one time only, make an exception." I am not worried. Wrap her up in a package of lies, Send her off to a coconut island. I am not worried, I am not overly concerned with the status of my emotions "Oh," she says, "you're changing." We're always changing... It does not bother me to say this isn't love. Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love. And I guess I'm gonna have to live with that. But I'm sure there's something in a shade of grey, Or something in between, And I can always change my name If that's what you mean. My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing." But I am not really worried, I am not overly concerned. You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself To make yourself forget. To make yourself forget. I am not worred. "If it's love" she said, "then we're gonna have to think about the consequences." But she can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes her away. And Anna begins to change her mind "These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days," she says And I'm not ready for this sort of thing. But I'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore. I'm not gonna bend, and I'm not gonna break. And I'm not going to worry about it anymore. It seems like I should say, "As long as this is love..." But it's not all that easy, so maybe I should Snap her up in a butterfly net and pin her down on a photograph album. I am not worried cuz I've done this sort of thing before. But then I start to think about the consequences, And I dont't get no sleep in a quiet room and... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes me away. And Anna begins to change her mind. And everytime she sneezes I believe it's love and, Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. She's talking in her sleep. It's keeping me awake. And Anna begins to toos and turn And every word is nonsense but I understand and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. Her kindness bangs a gong, It's moving me along. And Anna begins to fade away. Its chasing me away. She disappears, and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. |
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| 3:49 |
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Got no place to go
but there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin And if I bring a little music I can fit right in We've got airplane rides We got California drowning out the window side We've got big black cars And we've got stories how we slept with all the movie stars I may take a holiday in Spain Leave my wings behind me Drink my worries down the drain And fly away to somewhere new Hop on my choo-choo I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit If you dress me up in pink and white We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight She's my angel She's a little better than the one that used to be with me Cause she liked to scream at me Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree I may take a holiday in Spain Leave my wings behind me Drive this little girl insane And fly away to someone new Everybody's gone They left the television screaming that the radio's on Someone stole my shoes But there's a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze Oh, well happy new year's baby We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day Or we could simply pack our bags And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag I may take a holiday in Spain Leave my wings behind me Flush my worries down the drain And fly away to somewhere new Take a holiday in Spain Leave my wings behind me Drive this little girl insane Fly away to someone new Fly away to someone new Fly away to someone new |
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| 3:08 |
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She can't keep away from them
Waits here and disappears From the wrong things she intends (?) Pretty soon they've got you hanging on a line Pretty soon they string you one by one, same old rope She says, "I'm alright, just take me home tonight" She don't want nobody home cause it's a little too crowded there She don't want to be alone So they just keep pouring in Pretty soon they've got her heading for the door She comes home to find they cannot hang around no more She says, "I'm alright, just take me home tonight" Pain won't rationalize all those alibis and reasons that keep creeping in tonight You're half a world away But I just can't wash away the stain of every single thing that you could not believe oh well She don't want no one around She don't want anybody to see what she looks like when she's down cause the truth's a sad place to be Pretty soon she gets them crawling up the walls Every Sunday morning the bed bleeds and you never saw ? She says, "I'm ok, it's alright, hey look what do we want to do tonight?" She says, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight." |
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Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Counting Crows(Big yellow taxi feat.Vanessa Carlton)
