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| 2:08 | 
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upon the rails
among the weeds i had a moment of serenity i saw you stand in all the green upon the rusting rail balancing you were the only answer my plans spun all around you five years in the wrong, i am assured my name to you is just another word and in your bed in morristown you had magazines thrown around from under them the phone it rang and in the margin there you wrote the number down |
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| 2:58 |
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here she comes all low to the ground
just like the fog is a fattened cloud air it turns to water when dioxide tempts the hydrogen why do you seek why do you seek the pink life how do you sleep how do you ever lie down why do you need why do you need your science why am i your only outside line who was that junk mustapha you were chilling with down in the bars where regretful girls drift i feel the need to steal some rest i feel i'm getting killed by your fickleness and the options they are infinite and the chance from my hand i feel is slipping it |
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| 3. |
| 3:10 |
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We are lovers through & through
Though we made it through the storm I really want you to realize I really want to put you on I've been searching for someone to satisfy my every need Won't you be my inspiration baby The real love that I need Real Love I'm searching for a real love Someone to set my heart free Real love I'm searching for a real love When I met you I just knew That you wouldn't take my heart and run Once you told me how you felt for me You said I'm not the one So I slowly came to see All the things that you are made of And a pile of my dreams and inspirations Lead me towards a real love Real love I'm searching for a real love Someone to set my heart free Real love I'm searching for a real love And I thought you were the answer to the question in my mind And I thought you were the answer to the question in my mind What does it mean, what can you do about it What can you say when you don't even know about it It's a nightmare, it's all negative Nothing matters & what if it did you could Lock your doors, close all your windows And hide away, hide away Real love I'm searching for a real love Someone to set my heart free Real love I'm searching for real love Someone to set my heart free Someone to set my heart free Someone to set my heart free Someone to set my heart free Someone to set my heart free |
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| 3:31 |
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ice cracking
fickle junkie your girl calls where have you been last night? loverboy where you been hiding? no peace los angeles coming down wilshire boulevard blurry stream of light radio road sign and you are more awake than is possible and the true dope on salvation is two weeks in a clinic and a public testimonial you tell them kids tell them not to hurt themselves speeding out from who you are do this for the remembrance of me |
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| 3:12 | 
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| 6. |
| 2:42 |
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| 7. |
| 2:56 |
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You say you don't look at me
I say you don't look so good I went out in the cold to buy a paper Pushing every button in the elevator But I know I got my looks and you got yours Must have learned them from a million stars Oh looks Oh man Oh looks Oh man I get em on the bus and I get em on the streets and I get them from you Always looking for a reason looking for a cure What can I do I'm just so tired of you And I wish the lights would dim Cause I can see what this is leading to and it looks real grim But I know I got my looks and you got yours Guess you just weren't What I was looking for oh looks oh man oh looks oh man I get em on the bus and I get on the street and I get em from you Always looking for a reason Looking for a cure What can I do What can I do What can I do What can I do What can I do |
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| 2:42 |
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| 9. |
| 2:33 |
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i believe
if you wanted to leave you would seek relief you would seek to alleviate sell your house to the banker grab your tchotchkes and papers too get the hell out of madison all the dirt you wander through go and call the accountant grab your dope and your shelltoe shoes fax it off to your lawyer all the dirt you wander through all of you floats down flatbush avenue all run through with all the weight of all you knew nobody likes you nobody you like likes you now |
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| 1:44 |
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oh i have felt
cobain's sarcoma growing on this will of mine to drag me down into the water the joy i feel before i drown and the lord's hand moves on the scheme of my nerves in the chemicals swimming and the substance of the earth his love so great but the soul singers spurn him to sing their love to some unknown reckless girl they sing to great queen heroina the comfort that she warms them with their music swells with all their yearning they are ashamed to sing for him who has built these shells that our spirits knock inside and weep for their release in the onrush of the tide of the lord's great seas that will boil when he returns to pluck us off the face of this sad and dirty world i saw sam cooke and ian curtis at the door of his golden realm they sang his name sweet lord in heaven and then the lord he let them in |
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| 2:12 |
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head down, in the rain
don't you think i want you to? let's play telephone i'm the rubber, you're the glue drop this flattened blossom in an envelope and send it to you to fight this the language barrier hey self-murderous too much love has clogged the world it's all dirt and flesh digging through to find a pearl pluck it and seal it in a pouch now dispatch it to you oh the lips they taste like freebase and the joints of freebase too meanwhile i'm inland with saint russell sniffing airplane glue i hope somebody loves me when all of this is through |
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| 2:20 |
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your back curves like a creeping vine
with the answers in the fluid in the stem of the spine in the black-coffee bowl of your eye why do you overestimate the size of the lie? i've seen the dangers of your rising sign but i swear i'd like to drink the fuel straight from your lighter it's all inside the wrist, it's all inside the way you time it i resent the way you make me like myself my nerves jump like a boiling pan like a skillet full of oil spits, rattling on the burner when i stumble onto the thought of the match you lit and dropped and set the dial to slow yearn can i spell it out? should i spell it out? |
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| 13. |
| 3:06 |
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| 14. |
| 2:49 |
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I went to school with 27 Jennifers
16 Jenns, 10 Jennies, and then there was her It's the sweet shine of, Yeah, force of divine love The blessed arrival of you You might be the one that I've been seeking for You might be the strange delightful You might be the girly who shall end all girls You might be the sweet unspiteful I rode the bus with 27 Jennifers 16 Jenns, 10 Jennies disapproved of her Yeah, get from my sight, man, Gladness is a blight, and Happiness stinks up the room |
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| 3:07 |
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All of the girls out with their hips asway
And I'm the loneliest man They're selling incense and sunglasses on Orchard Street Boatloads of bootleg Sean John And I'll dream you up in this vast, dark bed Believe I loved you for each hair upon the back of your neck, and I Want to kiss you but I can't Down on the river by the sugar plant Earrings Weighing down the lobe and Nose a lovely slope and the mouth turned down Shoulders Pale and beautiful and Angle of the throat and Your sweet sad stare All of the waves that crash upon the shore Fruitlessly shushing the world I pledge allegiance to my displacement My flag of doubt is unfurled And I'll dream you up on a vast, dark coast Believe I see you walking toward me, arms outstretched like a Ghost, and I Want to kiss you but I can't Down on the river by the sugar plant |
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| 2:15 |
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40 grand in the hole
scraping my dreams out of the sugar bowl my love for you's corrupt write down the words and then I snort them up when will I love someone? When will someone be mine? 40 grand in the hole I'm gonna open it up and let my yearning shine Hours that I have slept Slumping down down like a narcolept Surrendering to joy Standing in line at Teriyaki Boy When will I hear the click? When will I know that it is time to split? What is the use of it? What is my life without the heart at risk? |
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| 2:37 |
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Put my faith in the price of mud
And my lord shall match the pounds, Ten thousand days and a night spelunking Kill my years in the lightning round, Confound it Why not Seek Ossining These threes and foursomes Abounded, Why not Seek Ossining This time around? No, not a maze, but like blazed-out inner star Disclosed completely in a plain film canister |
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| 18. |
| 3:25 |
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Refreshing bills
To warm the slots in the till Infernal wheel That churns the ocean of milk That long wire is frayed Don't shout out proudly that the cash cow's lame That proud call is wrong Don't scoot by trumpeting the cash cow's gone The quantize knob That drains the beat of all soul You hapless slob Go back to sink in your hole This thing's going down Don't gift-horse gawk it at the cash cow now Disdainful clown Don't go 'round mocking on the cash cow now And I will offer you a place In my pavilion And I must stick close to the grace Of fifty billion Smoke in the mouth Stick in a candy apple So luminous- Skinned, but the face is awful Some cloud unknown This pinkness creeping as the sun comes low That long haul, wow, Don't go 'round mocking on the cash cow now And I will offer you a place In my pavilion And I must stick close to the grace Of fifty billion And I will offer you a place... And I must stick close to the grace... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... And I will offer you a place... |
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| 19. |
| 2:32 |
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| 20. |
| 4:46 |
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| 21. |
| 1:55 |
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| 22. |
| 1:40 |
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| 23. |
| 3:52 |
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