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She's in a bad mood
But I won't fall for it I believe all her lies But I can't fall for it She's in a bad mood But i won't fall for it I believe all her lies But i can't fall for it |
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| 3:42 |
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I kneel before the green light of her singing crayon eyes and then i kiss her stomach and it's then i realize her light is the night i'm not blind i believe in you i see a green light i see a green light i see a green light |
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| 3. |
| 6:58 |
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You're it No, you're it Hey, you're really it You're it No I mean it, you're it Say it Don't spray it Spirit desire (face me) Spirit desire (don't displace me) Spirit desire We will fall Miss me Don't dismiss me Spirit desire Spirit desire We will fall Spirit desire We will fall Spirit desire We will fall Spirit desire We will fall Everybody's talking 'bout the stormy weather And what's a man do to but work out whether it's true? Looking for a man with a focus and a temper Who can open up a map and see between one and two Time to get it Before you let it Get to you Here he comes now Stick to your guns And let him through Everybody's coming from the winter vacation Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you You come running in on platform shoes With Marshall stacks To at least just give us a clue Ah, here it comes I know it's someone I knew Teenage riot in a public station Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you Now I see it I think I'll leave it out of the way Now I come near you And it's not clear why you fade away Looking for a ride to your secret location Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that's rockin' And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that'll do me for now It better work out I hope it works out my way 'Cause it's getting kind of quiet in my city's head Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now You better look it We're gonna shake it Up to him He acts the hero We paint a zero On his hand We know it's down We know it's bound too loose Everybody's sound is round it Everybody wants to be proud to choose So who's to take the blame for the stormy weather You're never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze It's time to go round A one man showdown Teach us how to fail We're off the streets now And back on the road On the riot trail |
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| 2:29 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:34 |
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Hatred I hate the past I can't see anything at all, all i see is me That's clear enough And that's whats important, to see me My eyes can focus My brain is talking Looks pretty good to me My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful Looks pretty good to me Sometimes i speak Tonight there's nothing to say Sometimes we freak And laugh all day Hold these pages up to the light See the jacknife inside of the dream A railroad runs through the record stores at night Coming in for the deep freeze Mary: a simple word, are you there in the country? Yr eyes so full, yr head so tight Can't you hear me? Remember our talk That day on the phone? I was the door, and you were the station With shattered glass and miles between us We still flew away in the conversation My cup is full, and i feel okayThe world is dull, but not today She think's she's a goddess She says she talks to the spirits I wonder if she can talk to herself? If she can bear to hear it? This is eric's trip We've all come to watch him slip He's slipping all the way to texas Can you dig it? (eric says "the sky is blue...") I see with a glass eye The pavement view A shadow forming, across the fields rushing Thru me to you We tore down the world, and put up four walls I breathe in the myth I'm over the city, fucking the future I'm high and inside yr kiss We can't see clear But what we see is a alright We make up what we can't hear And then we sing all night Scattered pages and shattered lights A jack |
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