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We bet on our lives and we bet on the horses
In that upstairs apartment On Orlando and 4th And the rent was due and the rent man was knocking Like a Chinese proverb We were always searching Nightlife's a no-win but nobody noticed How we killed off the bottles Looking good on the surface The dog days barked and the house cat got old We were Bonnie and Clyde In the emperor's new clothes And the tears never came They just stayed in our eyes We refused to admit that we wore this disguise Every inch of us growing Like Pinocchio's nose As we walked around in the emperor's new clothes We flew by our wits and by the seat of our pants In the state of illusion In the nation of chance And the repo was hauling the wreck we'd been driving As the dashboard Madonna Smiled back at us kindly We cheated the system never batting an eyelid Seeing only the good Through the holes in our shoes And our halos were rusty but we wore them proudly We were two little gods In the emperor's new clothes |
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| 2. |
| 4:27 |
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Oh, I'm a dark diamond
I've turned hard and cold Once was a jewel with fire in my soul There's two sides of a mirror One I couldn't break through Stayed trapped on the inside, wound up losing you Tell me how does it work How do you make things fit Spent all my life trying to get it right I've put it together and it falls apart I thought to myself I might understand But when the wall's built And the heart hardens You get a dark diamond Dark diamond Oh, I'm a dark diamond But you're something else You read me more than I read myself The one star I could count on Only comet I could trust You burnt through my life to the true meaning of love |
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| 4:22 |
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I'll take a rainy day
To make a champagne shower Poach some horn and tusk To build an ivory tower Been to Philadelphia The day it was closed I walked to New Orleans Down a Louisiana road The skeletons they hung from the bushes and the trees But not a skull among 'em said boo to me In a time of wine and cheap cigars I'm on top of the world Top of the world Ma Look Ma no hands Look Ma ain't life grand I'm a super power, I'm a handy man Didn't I turn out, didn't I turn out to be Everything you wanted Ma Ain't you proud of me It takes a silver tongue To have the Midas touch Not your alchemist Making gold from rust Been down in Roswell When the Martians came I sailed to Mandeville Across Lake Pontchartrain |
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| 4:49 |
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Seen him playing in his backyard
Young boy just starting out So much history in this landscape So much confusion, so much doubt Been there drinking on that front porch Angry kids, mean and dumb Looks like a painting, that blue skyline God hates fags where we come from 'Western skies' don't make it right 'Home of the brave' don't make no sense I've seen a scarecrow wrapped in wire Left to die on a high ridge fence It's a cold, cold wind It's a cold, cold wind It's a cold wind blowing, Wyoming See two coyotes run down a deer Hate what we don't understand You pioneers give us your children But it's your blood that stains their hands Somewhere that road forks up ahead To ignorance and innocence Three lives drift on different winds Two lives ruined, one life spent |
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| 4:49 |
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Oh, it's carnival night
And they're stringing the lights around you Hanging paper angels Painting little devils on the roof Oh the furnace wind Is a flickering of wings about your face In a cloud of incense Yea, it smells like Heaven in this place *I can't eat, can't sleep Still I hunger for you when you look at me That face, those eyes All the sinful pleasures deep inside **Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in underneath my skin, Oh you were always my original sin And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin this dangerous game Oh you were always my original sin A dream will fly The moment that you open up your eyes A dream is just a riddle Ghosts from every corner of your life Up in the balcony All the Romeo's are bleeding for your hand Blowing theater kisses Reciting lines they don't understand *Repeat **Repeat **Repeat |
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| 3:52 |
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There's some things I don't have now
Some things I don't talk about These things are between myself and I In my thick skull the joker hides There's consequences I'm scared to taste Cold hard truths I can't face These days are different than the past Reflections change in the looking glass And everywhere I look there's something to learn A sliver of truth from every bridge we burn A hatful of quarters and a naked song Don't answer the question of where we belong How come birds Don't fall from the sky when they die? How come birds Always look for a quiet place to hide These words Can't explain what I feel inside? Like birds I need a quiet place to hide These independent moves I make This confidence I try to fake You can hear the beating of my heart But not a feather falling in the dark And everything I hear never makes any sense Another old prophet perched on the fence A cupful of pencils and a self help guru Don't answer the question of what I am to you |
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| 4:36 |
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I want love, but it's impossible
A man like me, so irresponsible A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated I can't love, shot full of holes Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold Don't feel nothing, just old scars Toughening up around my heart But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love I want love on my own terms After everything I've ever learned Me, I carry too much baggage Oh man I've seen so much traffic But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love So bring it on, I've been bruised Don't give me love that's clean and smooth I'm ready for the rougher stuff No sweet romance, I've had enough A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love |
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| 4:21 |
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Some days I think it's all a dream
The things I've done, the places that I've been This life of mine seemed surreal at times Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind Could it be I'm not for real? I've slapped my face to check out how I feel There's hostages to prove it's true Who lives behind the mask was never proved Come on Robert Johnson Though we're worlds apart You and I know what it's like With the devil in our heart You sold your soul at the crossroads Kept a little of mine on hand I'm wading out this muddy water Been stranded in the Wasteland Rattling chains all around my bed Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead I'm not dying and I'm far from gone The blues man spent his candle but his pain lives on |
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| 4:52 |
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I'm stoned in the twilight
Screaming on the inside Give me your water, help me survive Gonna miss the sunlight When I lose my eyesight Give me my red shoes, I want to dance They search for an answer But that old man wouldn't listen Back then I was handsome Back then he was ignorant And shave off the years now, it's all inside my head The boy in the red shoes is dancing by my bed Put them in a box somehere, put them in a drawer Take my red shoes, I can't wear them anymore Had garlands in the wings back then All the pretty little things back then Calling out my name, oh what fame brings After curtain calls and bows I can't see the front row now Hand me my red shoes just one more time They pushed aside our presence They refused to go the distance Back then I was Sigmund Back then he wouldn't listen |
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| 3:59 |
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You can take her
Make her change her name You and your old money Dance around the flame But you can never, never love her like me You can charm her Calm her when she's wild Show a little comfort Play with her inner child But you can never, never love her like me So I just close my eyes and steal her away when you sleep Sneak her in my dreams every single day of the week You may have her in real world but if you could only see How we rock this room in the twilight zone And you can never, never love her like me You can warm her Charm her with your style I know you convinced her She's the love of your life And no, you'll never, never love her like me You can bless her Keep her conscience clean You can undress her Go all the places I've been But you'll never, never love her like me |
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| 4:53 |
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It's a case I guess of paradise lost
Ten years back on the hands of the clock In that little house on Mansfield On your old block Sometimes the magic of the past is all we've got Just you and me at a crossroads then Ain't it funny how we were old friends Accidentally thrown together Did we intend To be the romantic novel you never want to end And it's the contact of the eye that meets across a crowded room And how I kind of wound up the lyrics to your tune You said, 'Funny but it feels like I've known you all my life And how it might feel to kiss you on the mouth tonight' In between the Star of David and the California moon The Santa Ana winds blew warm into your room We were crazy, wild and running Blind to the change to come In that little house on Mansfield We'd wake at the break of dawn In an Indian summer gone In the candlelight I can recall Your naked shadow looking ten feet tall Like a wild pony dancing Along the wall Off balance I found love the only place to fall |
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| 4:38 |
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You may not believe it
But I don't believe in miracles anymore And when I think about it I don't believe I ever did for sure All the things I've said in songs All the purple prose you bought from me Reality's just black and white The sentimental things I'd write Never meant that much to me I used to be the main express All steam and whistles heading west Picking up my pain from door to door Riding on the storyline Furnace burning overtime But this train don't stop, This train don't stop, This train don't stop there anymore You don't need to hear it But I'm dried up and sick to death of love If you need to know it I never really understood that stuff All the stars and bleeding hearts All the tears that welled up in my eyes Never meant a thing to me Read 'em as they say and weep I've never felt enough to cry When I said that I don't care It really means my engine's breaking down The chisel chips my heart again The granite cracks beneath my skin I crumble into pieces on the ground |
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| 5:29 |
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Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin You can't always count on the prayers in your sleep But this cold light's still killing me If I pay the ransom Well can they guarantee To split the chains, slip the knots I don't know if they'll ever set you free I just can't rely on all these twisted signs Too many bright lights turn you blind The history of the blues Seems to swim in your eyes Pick yourself up, throw your head back Take a long, long look into the sky Are you out there, are you listening Am I'm coming across to you Is the North Star still shining In the sky outside your room You can listen but they're lying Don't let them tell you What you've always known It's the North Star that's the big one And it's always gonna lead you home Can't always agree on all my dumb ideas I'm still looking for a way out of here You can value what you want But you pay for change There's full moons, cold lifeless nights And tumbled stars spell out your name Close your eyes, take a ride Think of everytime that you missed your opp click your heels, see how it feels Something so childish |
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Oh, it's carnival night
And they're stringing the lights around you Hanging paper angels Painting little devils on the roof Oh the furnace wind Is a flickering of wings about your face In a cloud of incense Yea, it smells like Heaven in this place *I can't eat, can't sleep Still I hunger for you when you look at me That face, those eyes All the sinful pleasures deep inside **Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in underneath my skin, Oh you were always my original sin And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin this dangerous game Oh you were always my original sin A dream will fly The moment that you open up your eyes A dream is just a riddle Ghosts from every corner of your life Up in the balcony All the Romeo's are bleeding for your hand Blowing theater kisses Reciting lines they don't understand *Repeat **Repeat **Repeat |
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| 4:30 |
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It's a little bit funny
this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, ha but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you And you can tell everybody t his is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind t hat I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgetting but these things I do You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world |
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