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Its been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to one side and said "im angry" Five days since you laughed at me saying "Get that together, come back and see me" Three days since the living room I realized its all my fault, but couldnt tell you Yesterday you'd forgien me But it'll still be two days till I say im sorry Hold it now and watch the Hoodwink As I make you stop, think. You'll think you're lookin' at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish, Although i like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi'cause its ever touched a frying pan Hot like Wasabe when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes Becasue im all about value Bert Kaempfort's got the mad hits You try to match wits, you try to hold me But i bust through. Gonna make a break and take a fake, I'd like a stinkin' achin' shake I like vanilla, its the finest of the flavours Gotta see the show, 'cause then you'll know The vertigo is gonna grow 'Cause its so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver How can I help if I think you're funny when you're mad Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will I have the tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of taking off my shirt It's been one week since you looked at me Threw your arms inthe air and said "you're crazy" Five days since you tackled me, I've still got the rug burns on both my knees It's been three days since the afternoon You realized its not my fault, not a moment too soon Yesterday you'd forgiven me, And now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry Chickity China the Chinese chicken Have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' Watchin X-Files with no lights on We're dans la maison I hope the Smoking Man's in this one Like Harrison Ford I'm gettin frantic Like Sting, I'm tantric Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy Like Kurasswa, I make mad films Okay I dont make films, But if I did, they'd have a Samurai Gonna get a set a' better clubs Gonna find the kind with the tiny nubs, Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon 'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing How can I help if I think you're funny when you're mad Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will I have the tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losing my shirt Its been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to the sides and said "I'm sorry" Five days since I laughed at you and said "You just did just what I thought you were gonna do" Three days since the living room, We realized we were both to blame, but what could we do? Yesterday you just smiled at me 'Cause we still got two days till we say we're sorry It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry, It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry, Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie. |
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| 2. |
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I met you before the fall of Rome
and I begged you to let me take you home You were wrong, I was right You said goodbye, I said goodnight * It's all been done It's all been done It's all been done before I knew you before the west was won and I heard you say the past was much more fun You go your way, I go mine but I'll see you next time * Repeat And if I put my fingers here, and if I say 'I love you, dear' And if I play the same three chords, Will you just yawn and say * Repeat Alone and bored on a 30th century night. Will I see you on the price is right? Will I cry? Will I smile? As you run down the aisle. * Repeat |
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| 3:36 |
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A Hydro-field cuts through my neighborhood
Somehow that always just made me feel good I can put a spare bulb in my hand And light up my yard Late at night when the wires in the walls Sing in tune with the din of the falls I'm conducting it all while I sleep To light this whole town If you question what I would do To get over and be with you Lift you up over everything To light up my room There's a shopping cart in the ravine The foam on the creek is like pop and ice cream A field full of tires that is always on fire To light my way home There are luxuries we can't afford But in our house we never get bored We can dance to the radio station That plays in our teeth If you question what I would do To get over and be with you Lift you up over everything To light up my room A Hydro-field cuts through my neighborhood Somehow that always just made me feel good I can put a spare bulb in my hand And light up my yard Light up my yard Lights in my yard Light up my yard |
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| 4. |
| 3:34 |
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If I were you (and I wish that I were you),
All the things I'd do to make myself turn blue I suppose I'd start by removing all my clothes, tie my pantyhose around my neck I'll be that girl -- and you would be right over If I were a field, you would be in clover If I were the sun, you would be in shadow And if I had a gun, there'd be no tomorrow If you will not have me as myself, perhaps as someone else Perhaps as you I'll be worth noticing Then even a eunuch won't resist The magic of a kiss from such as me I'll be that girl -- and you would be right over If I were a field, you would be in clover If I were the sun, you would be in shadow If I had a gun, there'd be no tomorrow It's time to kick off your shoes, learn how to choose sadness It's time to throw off those chains, addle our brains with madness 'Cause we've got plenty of time to grow old and die But when at last your beauty's faded you'll be glad that I have waited for you When you're done with being beautiful and young When that course is run, then come to me I'll be that girl -- and you would be right over If I were a field, you would be in clover If I were the sun, you would be in shadow |
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| 3:24 |
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I've informed you to leave
'Cause I can't afford to lose more sleep I get ill when I get tired So I'll try to rest if you'll stand guard Do do do do do do do do Whoa Do do do do do do do I've informed you to leave 'Cause I can't stand to hear you breathe I chew up and I choke down The scraps you choose to leave around Do do do do do do do do Whoa Do do do do do do do Apparitions still won't leave me alone It's as if you never left How am I supposed to remember you When you won't let me forget? I've informed you to leave 'Cause I can't afford to lose more sleep There's your shoes, and there's the door Please don't come here anymore Do do do do do do do do Whoa Do do do do do do do |
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| 3:43 |
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Alcohol, my permanent accessory
Alcohol, a party-time necessity Alchool, alternative to feeling like yourself O Alcohol, I still drink to your health I love you more than I did the week before I discovered alcohol Forget the caffe latte, screw the raspberry iced tea A Malibu and Coke for you, a G&T for me Alcohol, Your songs resolve like my life never will When someone else is picking up the bill I love you more than I did the week before I discovered alcohol O Alcohol, would you please forgive me? For while I cannot love myself I'll use something else I thought that Alcohol was just for those with nothing else to do I thought that drinking just to get drunk was a waste of precious booze But now I know that there's a time and there's a place where I can choose To walk the fine line between self-control and self-abuse I love you more than I did the week before I discovered alcohol Would you please ignore that you found me on the floor Trying on your camisole? O Alcohol, would you please forgive me? For while I cannot love myself I'll use something else. Would you please forgive me Would you please forgive me |
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| 5:49 |
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I think it's getting to the point
where I can be myself again I think it's getting to the point where we have almost made amends I think it's the getting to the point that is the hardest part. And if you call, I will answer and if you fall, I'll pick you up and if you court this disaster I'll point you home You think I only think about you when we're both in the same room You think I'm only here to witness the remains of love exhumed You think we're here to play a game of who loves more than whom And if you call, I will answer and if you fall, I'll pick you up and if you court this disaster I'll point you home You think it's only fair to do what's best for you and you alone You think it's only fair to do the same to me when you're not home I think it's time to make this something that is more than only fair So if you call, I will answer and if you fall, I'll pick you up and if you court this disaster I'll point you home. But I'm warning you, don't ever do those crazy, messed up things that you do If you ever do I promise you I'll be the first to crucity you Now it's time to prove that you've come back here to rebuild. |
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| 3:53 |
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She fed me strawberries and
freezer-burned ice cream I said "Good-bye I guess" She lifted up her dress and so I must confess we made out one more time before I left for good She thought I'd come back but I wouldn't want to seem like other guys A book-and-record love, we sat and read our books between those longing looks, compounded by our fear My tongue inside her ear, my tongue inside her in the basement of her mother's house where she once taped the first three sides of Sandanista! for my car We were looking for ourselves and found each other In the Car It was rare to do much more than simply mess around In the Car It was mostly mutual masturbation And though we spoke of penetration I'd have to wait for someone else to try it out Once I had this dream where I slept with her mom A secret all along, unless I've got this wrong unless she hears this song unless she hears it on a tape inside her car with her new husband and she turns to him and says "I think that's me" In the Car we were looking for ourselves but found each other In the Car We groped for excuses not to be alone anymore In the Car we were waiting for out lives to start their endings In the Car We were never making love We were never making love We were never making love |
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| 3:23 |
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What, am I to wake up suddenly and then
enroll at the local college and earn me a degree And I could work weekends? if I've worked real hard I could mow your back yard I can go to Europe travel with my friends I can blow a thousand deutsche marks to get drunk in a pub with some Australians. Buy a giant backpack sew a flag on the back I think never is enough (Yeah never is enough) I never have to do that stuff I think never is enough (Yeah never is enough) You never have to do that stuff I never had to spend a summer planting trees I never worked my way through a forest inch by inch doubled over on my hands and knees. I never spent a single day in retail telling people what they want to hear telling people anything to make a sale. Eating in the food court with the old and the bored I think never is enough (Yeah never is enough) I never have to do that stuff I think never is enough (Yeah never is enough) You never have to do that stuff The worlds your oyster shell So what's that funny smell You eat the bivalve anyway And you're sick with salmonella You get your Ph.D. How happy you will be When you get a job at Wendy's And are honored with employee of the month I think never is enough (Yeah never is enough) I never have to do that stuff I think never is enough (Yeah never is enough) You never have to do that stuff |
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| 3:44 |
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Words & Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson
Now I lay me down not to sleep I just get tangled in the sheets I swim in sweat three inches deep I just lay back and claim defeat Chapter read and lesson learned I turned the lights off while she burned So while she's three hundred degrees I throw the sheets off and I freeze Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) My hands are locked up tight in fists My mind is racing filled with lists of things to do and things I've done Another sleepless night's begun Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) There's so much joy in life, so many pleasures all around But the pleasure of insomnia is one I've never found With all life has to offer, There's so much to be enjoyed But the pleasures of insomnia are ones I can't avoid Lids down, I count sheep I count heartbeats The only thing that counts is that I won't sleep I countdown, I look around Hala Hala Hala... Who needs sleep? (well you're never gonna get it) Who needs sleep? (tell me what's that for) Who needs sleep? (be happy with what you're getting There's a guy who's been awake since the Second World War) |
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| 4:22 |
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I never jumpted in and rescued you,
but I wanted to I didn't tell you which way to go, 'cause I thought you'd know You had a problem with your new found wealth, you brought it on yourself I never told you I told you so, but I told you so Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will I never told you I agreed with you I don't think I do I wasn't sure quite what the whole thing meant, but I'm glad you went I never thought that it could be painless, but it is I guess I had myself fooled into needing you, did I fool you too? Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will A viral infection that can incubate for years Caused by affection fallen deep into arrears No medication to procure Makes me pure, there's no cure, I am sure I never mentioned how I've prayed for you, and now I've paid for you I never said that I would wait for you, it's too late for you Have to let it go it's time to let it go Now I can't believe It took so long to leave Perhaps one day I'll grieve Or I never will |
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One day I will build a fountain
Drink and never grow old Then I'll market an elixir that will eliminate the common cold Find your sickness on my list Pay up front and make a wish One day I will work with animals All the tests I'm gonna do All my stuff's completely natural And when we're done we'll boil 'em down for glue that we can use to re-adhere your lips to mine if you were here There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic, I know it's true But none as much as my want to be with you I can't stand to wait in line long So I built a new machine It just measures up the distance and then eliminates the folks between One day I'll construct a satellite and I'll name it after you 'Cause you were the greatest friend of all except for when you split my lip in two To see the look upon your face as I launch you into space There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic, I know it's true But none as much as my want to be with you Bye-bye self-respect I haven't had much of it since you left I missed out on the best of you Some day I will find the secret to your social chemistry Then I'll print it on a t-shirt and it'll make you want to be with me If I wear it past your work you'll see other guys are jerks Much like pheromones for flies you will not avoid my eyes There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic, I know it's true But none as much as my want to be with you Bye-bye self-respect I haven't had much of it since you left I missed out on the best of you |
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| 5:19 |
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With life just begun, my sleeping new son
has eyes that roll back in his head They flutter and dart, he slows down his heart and pictures a world past his bed It's hard to believe As I watch you breathe Your mind drifts and weaves When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? Do you dream about music or mathematics or planets too far for the eye? Do you dream about Jesus or quantum mechanics or angels who sing lullabies? His fontanelle pulses with lives that he's lived With memories he'll learn to ignore And when it is closed, he already knows he's forgotten all he knew before But when sleep sets in history begins But the future will win When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? Are they colour or black and white, Yiddish or English or languages not yet conceived? Are they silent or boisterous? Do you hear noises just loud enough to be perceived? Do you hear Del Shannon's "Runaway" playing on transistor radio waves? With so little experience, your mind not yet cognizant Are you wise beyond your few days? When you dream, what do you dream about? When you dream, what do you dream about? |
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