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| 2:24 | 
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If you can find it in your heart
To just forgive I'll come back and live the way You wanted me to live All I want is just to be your girl Please come and get me And take me to your world Take me to your world Away from bar rooms filled with smoke Where I won't have to serve a drink Or hear another dirty joke All I want is just to be your girl Please come and get me And take me to your world Take me to your world Make me forget the things I've heard Where people say "I love you" And love is not a dirty word All I want is just to be your girl Please come and get me And take me to your world |
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| 2. |
| 1:22 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:26 |
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Lost on the freeway again
Lookin' for means to an end Nobody knows which way it's gonna bend Lost on the freeway again Walkin' the breezeways again Lookin' for something my friend I've grown tired of living Nixon's mess Walkin' the breezeways again I know there'll come a day When you say that you don't know me I know there'll come a time When there's nothing anybody owes me anymore Locked in the attic again Out of the shallow and into the deep end I've got a wound I know will never mend Locked in the attic again I know there'll come a day When you say that you don't know me I know there'll come a time When there's nothing anybody owes me anymore |
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| 4. |
| 2:22 |
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Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau
Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs actions when you got words When you're finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean no dirt to be seen And the work it took was fun There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs actions when you got words Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some said it was Greenland and some said Mexico Some decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could |
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| 5. |
| 2:45 |
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| 6. |
| 2:44 |
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The night is restless
but no dream's in sight And the sounds have no beginnings or ends and their glow is not a light The walls turn into waterfalls with water made of thoughts that call "It's not OK to tip the glass don't make a noise or shed a tear You're not the only one thats things have changed now we are here" we are not the king and queen what we are ties in between The blankets that you've never seen but over you are spread "We are here" the voices sing "We are here" the echo thunders "Yes we are" the doorbell rings "Here we are and here in numbers" The others came in from the hall and thoughts with voices start to call "It's not OK to tip the glass or smile too long or shed a tear You're not alone the way you thought things have changed now we are here" |
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| 7. |
| 2:43 |
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Climb, climb, I always climb
Out of bed in the morning On a mountain made of sand And I know this doesn't rhyme But the clutter on the table Is getting out of hand I know that you tried to see me through But honey, I'm still having trouble Finding out what's you Time, time, it's so sublime Well, they say it's non existent But it's playing with my mind And phone calls don't cost a dime In the caverns of your feelings Where the sun will never shine I know that you tried to see me through But honey I'm still having trouble Finding out what's you Mine, mine, which things are mine? Well, I thought I saw a few Before I found out I was blind And I think I see a sign And it's saying where to go And when I get there what I'll find I know that you tried to see me through But honey, I'm still having trouble Finding out what's you |
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| 8. |
| 2:13 |
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How much do I owe you?
I'll pay but I don't want to Go where I go to Days of where I came from In a restaurant in Mexico Told me not to drink the water And not to touch the food All we got is Pepsi Cola And we know that it won't hold you But remember what we told you No one else knows what's in store Remember that we told you How much do I owe you? I'll pay but I don't want to Go where I go to Days of where I came from In a restaurant in Mexico Told me not to drink the water And not to touch the food All we've got is Pepsi And we know that it won't hold you But remember what we told you No one else knows what's in store Remember that we told you |
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| 9. |
| 3:02 |
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If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings I would lose my sould the way I do I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect But that's old news Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion I invented at your Birth I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity and store it deep inside me I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity and store it deep inside me |
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| 10. |
| 1:57 |
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Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July I knew a lady who lived in Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave a little too soon And she flew away howling at the yellow moon Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July Now the people cry and the people moan And they look for a dry place to call their home And try to find someplace to rest their bones While the angels and the devils fight to claim them for their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July |
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| 11. |
| 2:30 |
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| 12. |
| 2:57 |
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It's the shadow in the dark
It's the silver in the park It's the broken, faded bird You've learned to cally our heart It's not a border you can see Just as plain as you or me I can't throw the lock back And I don't have the key It hovers in the living room Just above the door It whistles while it hangs there Feathers dripping from every pore They show the spectacle of falling And settle to the floor They show the spectacle of falling And settle to the floor |
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| 13. |
| 3:36 |
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| 14. |
| 1:55 |
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| 15. |
| 2:14 |
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How much do I owe you?
I'll pay but I don't want to Go where I go to Days of where I came from In a restaurant in Mexico Told me not to drink the water And not to touch the food All we got is Pepsi Cola And we know that it won't hold you But remember what we told you No one else knows what's in store Remember that we told you How much do I owe you? I'll pay but I don't want to Go where I go to Days of where I came from In a restaurant in Mexico Told me not to drink the water And not to touch the food All we've got is Pepsi And we know that it won't hold you But remember what we told you No one else knows what's in store Remember that we told you |
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| 16. |
| 3:03 |
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Lost on the freeway again
Lookin' for means to an end Nobody knows which way it's gonna bend Lost on the freeway again Walkin' the breezeways again Lookin' for something my friend I've grown tired of living Nixon's mess Walkin' the breezeways again I know there'll come a day When you say that you don't know me I know there'll come a time When there's nothing anybody owes me anymore Locked in the attic again Out of the shallow and into the deep end I've got a wound I know will never mend Locked in the attic again I know there'll come a day When you say that you don't know me I know there'll come a time When there's nothing anybody owes me anymore |
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| 17. |
| 2:35 |
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What to do, yeah, i really don't know
i really don't know what to do What to do, yeah, i really don't know i really don't know Later on when the TV's on Later on in the empty lot Watch the scene just fade away And you really don't know, you really don't know There's a place where you can go That's what you stick your money for you drink down till you fall apart And you really don't know, you really don't know What to do yeah, you know what to do, you know where to go you're talking to the people that you don't know There's na na, nothing that you don't know There's na na, nothing, oh no, that you don't know What to do, yeah, you really don't know you really don't know what to do What to do, yeah, you really don't know you really don't know Hurry people get on your train don't be waiting for the working day it takes time to unfold your faith And you really don't know, you really don't know What to do, yeah, i really don't know i really don't know what to do What to do, yeah, i really don't know i really don't know |
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| 18. |
| 1:50 |
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| 19. |
| 2:29 |
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