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You've got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway
The road to Orange Country leaves an awful lot of leeway Where everyone's a doctor or a specialist in retail They'll sell you all the speed you want if you can take the blackmail You know it I know it Why don't you Just show it You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You've got a lot of money but you cannot keep your bills paid The sacrifice is worth it just to hang around the arcade You found yourself a prophet but you left him on the boardwalk Another chocolate Easter bunny, hollowed out by your talk You know it I know it Why don't you Just show it You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway And everything I do is wrong But at least I'm hanging on You got a lot of money that you can't afford You got a lot of money that you can't afford You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford You got a lot of money but you can't afford |
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I turned Stranger into Starman
In the Sunday New York Times Like Anne Sexton with her star rats Working backwards till it rhymes For the love of God you can't tell me again For the love of God you can't tell me again With a pencil and eraser I've rewritten all your crimes I turned Stranger into Starman In the Sunday New York Times |
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Macka wants to ride on the Mouse and the Tilt-A-Whirl
Canada is looking for a smile from a pin-up girl But I ain't looking for nothing Just spend the money I made I ain't gotta do nothing today Everybody's waiting for their thing just to come along They all got something they can pin all their feelings on But I ain't looking for nothing Just spend the money I made I ain't looking for nothing today I got high on the Ferris Wheel Didn't like how it made me feel So alone Another cog in the loading zone Macka went on home when the fireworks and rides were done Canada got busted with a girl who was way too young But I wasn't looking for nothing Not trouble, money or thrills ‘Cause when you're looking for nothing Babe, it's not the speed that kills Oh, I'm not looking for nothing Just spend my money and go I'm not looking for nothing To put me in the rodeo |
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Got out of Phoenix, just in time
A box of kleenex, for the ride The tumbleweeds said, their goodbyes To javelinas and DUIs I don't want to abandon you but baby I've had my fill You love me like a dollar bill You roll me up and trade me in And if you had the chance you will And if you get the chance again It's hard to know when to cut and run You balance heartache with your fun And when the scales tip, you know you're done I don't want to abandon you but baby I've had my fill You love me like a dollar bill You roll me up and trade me in And if you had the chance you will And if you get the chance again Cos I know love doesn't change anything at all I know love doesn't change a thing I wanted to believe in you and baby I believe it still Baby I've just had my fill You love me like a dollar bill You roll me up and trade me in And if you have the chance you will And if you get the chance again I know you'll do the best you can But baby love doesn't change anything at all I know love doesn't change a thing |
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Get up, the needle has pricked a little finger.
She wants the beautiful child the blood will bring her. You ask a question in the mirror. Alas, no answer could be clearer. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, a substitute artist just reprieved you Beware the flattery ruses have deceived you. The kings of yesterday falling, But you'll come when destiny's calling. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. I don't want anything anyway. I was happy with what I had yesterday. Who wants the whole weight of the world When it'll drag you down… Underground? Today she's singing a song called Hallelujah You stay, she's bringin' the poison apple to ya. Sun's up and reveille's playing You know what everyone's saying. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. |
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Everything's beautiful
Every day's a holiday The day you live without it Everything changes up Everything shifts and falls Unless you care about it But you sit there in the darkness And you make plans but they're hopeless And you blame God when you're lonely And you'll call it fate When you show up too late and it's over Here on the boulevard You were the golden boy A mix of brains and muscle That was a lucky break Luck is a thing you make Not just another hustle But you sit there in the darkness And you make plans but they're hopeless And you blame God when you're lonely And you'll call it fate When you show up too late and it's over 'Cause nothing can wait forever They don't give unlimited chances in life They hand you the knife And tell you to cut it or run So baby let's fly Baby let's run Baby let's run 'Cause everything's beautiful Every day's a holiday But days are getting shorter The moon and the stars report The boulevard's last resort And now your last supporter But you sit there in the darkness And you make plans but they're hopeless And you blame God when you're lonely And you'll call it fate When you show up too late and it's over |
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Thirty-one today
What a thing to say Drinking Guinness in the afternoon Taking shelter in the black cocoon I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now But it's not, and I don't know where to turn Called some guy I knew Had a drink or two And we fumbled as the day grew dark I pretended that I felt a spark I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now But it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn Easter comes and goes Maybe Jesus knows So you roll on with the best you can Getting loaded, watching CNN I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now But it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know |
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Go, honey go -
Into the ocean Go, honey go - Into the great beyond Til you're good and gone And you can hide away for When everything goes wrong Honey - go Go, honey go - If I were you I would Leave this neighborhood Away from people who never Treat you like they should Honey - go Go In the woods or in the ice and snow Where there is No one else you know You've really nowhere Else to go So honey go Go, honey go Cause it's a dead end street And it's a street in a town Where winning isn't sweet And every win Is the beginning of defeat So honey - go Go |
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The day you left and you called me bitch
I called you selfish, better pull that switch Put my son on amphetamines He came home crying and there's your proof Crying 'bout nothing but a missing tooth I did the right thing. You shade the truth almost everyday Phone calls at night “it's going to be ok” Are you saddened, baby, under the bridge? Are you saddened, baby, on Lake Street? Black marker on cardboard Little drawing of a medicine wheel But everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal Maybe you'll wake up in jail alone And hold the handle of the one pay phone And do the right thing Like I once tried but I bent the truth A five dollar dent for a little lost tooth There's a payback in front of me Because once you were like a walking high Breaking in motion through the parking lot Are you saddened, baby, under the bridge? Are you saddened, baby, on Lake Street? Black marker on cardboard Little drawing of a medicine wheel Everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal Words of encouragement are just as real Saving my faith does have a smooth group appeal Are you saddened, baby, under the bridge? Are you saddened, baby, on Lake Street? Black Marker on cardboard Little drawing of a medicine wheel Everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal From me |
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Storefront, streetcars rattle
One more losing battle What is Columbus Avenue to you now? Last call tattoo parlor Deathbed sword swallower What is Columbus Avenue to you now? The place where you failed To make your story go over The place where you bailed And let the bottom drag you under Drag you under Cheap shot paranoia Exiled from Victoria What is Columbus Avenue to you now? The place where you failed To make your story go over The place where you bailed And let the bottom drag you under Drag you under Where you moved with a ghastly precision To the echoes of bones in the air Finding hope in an X-ray division Of a world that's not there Cafe sinners bother you Empty pockets follow you What is Columbus Avenue to you now? The place where you failed To make your story go over The place where you bailed And let the bottom drag you under Drag you under What is Columbus Avenue to you now? |
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Little tornado
Bane of the trailer park Lifting houses To leave your mark Little tornado Noah can build his ark But he will never Disembark Make it go faster Baby, go faster Make it go twice the speed Of you and me Little tornado You and the hurricane Close your eyes and Go campaign Make it go faster Baby, go faster Make it go twice the speed Of you and me Oh, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) No, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) No, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know Little tornado Blew out the windowpane Left the inside To the rain Make it go faster Baby, go faster Make it go twice the speed Of you and me Oh, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) No, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) Oh, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know |
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Nightly you retrace your steps again to return to the scene of the crime
It's uncanny how you hover in the air over the wreckage that you left behind I want you but you're a poltergeist I want you but, baby, the price is high I want you and now I've said it twice so Mary dim the lights Really, when you come into the room it's not helping me, seeing you now It's not easy, in this phosphorescent gloom, telling waking dreams apart anyhow I want you but you're a poltergeist I want you but, baby, the price is high I want you and now I've said it twice so Mary dim the lights Cups and saucers crashing in but Houdini blows the gag again Then no one's a true believer I want you but you're a poltergeist I want you but, baby, the price is high I want you and now I've said it twice so Mary dim the lights Cups and saucers crashing in but Houdini blows the gag again |
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It must be hard ringing the bells
Of doors that don't swing wide anymore It must be hard hearing the sound Of voices just inside of the door A man who couldn't hold your coat Once hung on every anecdote So it must be hard watching the fellows gloat Ballantines It must be hard seeing the same old crowd Just pass you by in the street It must be tough knowing your stuff Could only horrify the elite You cut off everyone you know Boy you told 'em all where to go Now it must be hard getting the same heave-ho Ballantines Well, patrons at the bar in Lexington, Kentucky Once sprung for every drink you downed With things the way they are it's not that kind of party If what you've got just might be going around The fat cats won't be getting thin Seeing the kind of jam you're in Though the angels dance on the head of another pin Ballantines Ballantines Ballantines |
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