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| 1. |
| 4:34 | 
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He is drinking water from the faucet from the river
From the tributary it comes through rusted pipes Outside his window he sees the water that's supposed to be clean By the chemicals polluted by the candy factory lines Someplace on the edge of town Someplace on the edge of town Is where they live -- Political scientists So now she is crawling on her hands and her knees She is dirtying her jeans choking on her own perfume With a pen she writes below the sink in someone's restaurant This place is inconvenient for my name She forgets to write it anyway She forgets to write it anyway The government supplies the cocaine Political scientists There's no guarantees There's no guarantees There's no guarantees Banging hard upon a crooked drum She feels them tearing down Salvation Army houses back in Michigan Her husband's divorced but he treats her that way of course Because he needs her just like he needs medicine She forgets to write him anyway She forgets to write him anyway What's red and white and nearly over Political scientist Political scientist Political scientist There's no guarantees There's no guarantees There's no guarantees |
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| 2. |
| 4:15 |
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Look at this ocean with everyone drowning Idiots screaming and everyone sinking in slowly We're surrounded In the yellow lights of the city wasted as bodies In bed with somebody a touch away with nothing to do We're surrounded I'm really dying here I'm really dying here And I'm afraid, no I'm scared She started freezing, lungs all collapsing The momentum is passing, but the moment is eating us whole We're surrounded Put the guns in the water, they're turning to vodka Triggering nothing we're sinking the sea takes the ship And I'm really dying in here I'm really dying in here I'm afraid. I'm afraid. No, I'm scared. No I'm scared. I'm just scared. Just let me down. I'm getting really cold and I'm cold and I'm looking at you You're not moving I'm getting really cold and I'm cold and I'm looking at you You're not moving I'm getting really cold and I'm cold and I'm looking at you And you're not moving |
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| 3. |
| 3:54 |
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Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We're still livin' here, how come nobody can tell They're takin' all the furniture, movin' our things Come on little honey, put your head on my knee Tell 'em that the house is not for sale And calm down, calm down, calm down Calm down, calm down, calm down Do you remember when we even bought this thing? I danced you across the wooden floor and you signed the lease What happened in the car that night? What happened in the car that night? Tell 'em that the house is not for sale And calm down, calm down, calm down Calm down, calm down, calm down Calm down Tell 'em that the house is not for sale We could grab a couple sheets, yeah, give 'em quite a scare I remember lyin' on the bedroom floor You were holding me, little honey, kissin' my soul Tell 'em that the house is not for sale And calm down, calm down, calm down Calm down, calm down, calm down Calm down Calm down |
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| 4. |
| 3:19 |
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There's strange weather in the back of the room
And she's pretty just a-spinning the tunes Eye lashes, and some white leather boots God, what have I been drinking? I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around I could be anything, anything but stick around Love is hell Love is hell Love is . . . hell Is . . .hell It's raining, I can see it outside Funny I'm still [???] Just sitting here with Johnny and [???] Oh, till the room stops spinning I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around I could be anything, nothing, whatever, oh well Love is hell Love is hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Love is . . . hell Is . . . hell |
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| 5. |
| 4:08 |
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Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do about you now Backbeat the word was on the street That the fire in your heart is out I'm sure you've heard it all before But you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels The way I do about you now And all the roads we have to walk along are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would Like to say to you I don't know how Because maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall Today was gonna be the day But they'll never throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you're not to do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do About you now And all the roads that lead to you were winding And all the lights that light the way are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you I don't know how I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall Said maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me |
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| 6. |
| 5:20 |
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God, please bring the rain
Yeah, and bring it soon Let it flood right through the houses Into Judy's room With a father on amphetamines Her mother hides the pearls Reach out into the darkness And find my little girl 'Cause she's angry like a salesman That couldn't make a sale Threw her wedding ring in the sewer And damned them all to hell Please lead her to the mountain That you fashioned out of sand While the roaches climb the walls From the hotel where he calls Most people never find a love Most people never find a love Sometimes you just can be a man Sometimes you just can be a man When your living in the darkness Of the shadowlands The shadowlands The shadowlands |
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| 7. |
| 4:16 |
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Porcelain doll
Your mother runs an antique shop She takes some stuff, I take a lot We sleep all day Slow response I'm feelin' like an afterthought I guess I'm kinda lost in space And London's okay She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 Sugar sweet She loves it when it hits her teeth The river hides the carousel In London, oh well Coma comes Like bullets from a candy gun Delivers us into the sun Of London, my love She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 And if we get too high We'll burn this town We'll burn this town We'll burn this town Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down I'm all yours I'm all yours I'm all yours |
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| 8. |
| 5:09 |
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I found your photograph in a cardboard box in a magazine
I can't remember you, remember us or anything I taught you how to feel, but you just feel numb They taught you how to feel, but you just feel numb She comes apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over When it's over When it's over And it's over I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars I can't remember the last time that it was yours I taught you how to feel, why do you feel numb They taught us how to feel, but we just feel numb She falls apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over When it's over When it's over When it's over She falls apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over And it's over When it's over |
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