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| 1. |
| 3:11 | 
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You went into the kitchen cupboard
Got yourself another hour and gave Half of it to me We sat their looking at the faces Of the strangers in the pages Until we knew them mathematically They were in our minds Until forever But we didn't mind We didn't know better So we made our own computer Out of macaroni pieces And it did our thinking While we lived our lives It counted up our feelings And divided them up even And it called our calculation Perfect love Didn't even know That love was bigger Didn't even know Didn't even know that love was so, so Hey hey hey hey Hey this fire, hey this fire I'm burning us up Hey this fire, hey this fire I'm burning us Oh, oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo So we made the hard decision And we each made an incision Past our muscles and our bones Our hearts were little stones Pulled 'em out they weren't beating And we weren't even bleeding As we lay them on our granite counter top We beat 'em up against each other We beat 'em up against each other We struck 'em hard against each other We struck 'em so hard, so hard til they sparked Hey this fire, hey this fire I'm burning us up Hey this fire, hey this fire I'm burning us up Hey this fire, hey this fire I'm burning us Oh, oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo Oo oo oo oo oo oo <i>[until song fade]</i> |
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| 2. |
| 3:53 |
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It’s like forgetting the words to your favorite song You can’t believe it You were always singing along It was so easy and the words so sweet You can’t remember You try to feel the beat Eet, eet, eet, eet Eet, eet, eet, eet You spent half of your life trying to fall behind You’re using your headphones to drown out your mind It was so easy, and the words so sweet You can’t remember You try to move your feet Eet, eet, eet, eet Eet, eet, eet, eet Someone’s deciding whether or not to steal He opens the window just to feel the chill He hears that outside a small boy just starting to cry ‘Cause it’s his turn but his brother won’t let him try It’s like forgetting the words to your favorite song You can’t believe it You were always singing along It was so easy and the words so sweet You can’t remember You try to move your feet It was so easy and the words so sweet You can’t remember, you try to feel the beat |
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| 3. |
| 3:34 |
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He stumbled into faith and thoughtGod, there is all there isThe pictures in his mind aroseAnd began to breatheAnd all the gods and all the worldsBegan colliding on a backdrop of blueBlue lips, blue veinsHe took a step but then felt tiredHe said I'll rest a little whileBut when he tried to walk againHe wasn't a childAnd all the people hurried fast, real fastAnd no one ever smiledBlue lips, blue veinsBlue, the color of our planetFrom far, far awayBlue lips, blue veinsBlue, the color of our planetFrom far, far awayHe stumbled into faith and thoughtGod, there is all there isThe pictures in his mind aroseAnd began to breatheAnd no one saw and no one heardThey just followed the leadThe pictures in his mind aroseAnd began to breatheAnd no one sawAnd no one heard they just followed the leadThe pictures in his mind awokeAnd began to breedThey started off beneath an olive treeAnd they chopped it down to make a picket fenceAnd marching along the railroad tracksThey smiled real wide for the camera lensAs they made it past the enemy linesJust to become enslaved in the enemy linesBlue lips, blue veinsBlue, the color of our planetFrom far, far awayBlue lips, blue veinsBlue, the color of our planetFrom far, far awayBlue, the most human color [x3]Blue lips, blue veinsBlue, the color of our planetFrom far, far away
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| 4. |
| 3:35 |
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Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies Let's get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy I'll safety-pin his clothes all cool and you'll graffiti up his toys I've got a perfect body, though sometimes I forget I've got a perfect body cause my eyelashes catch my sweat Yes, they do, they do Now i've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears But every time the tide come in to take me home I get scared, and I'm sitting here alone Dreaming of the dolphin song Maybe one day you will understand I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand Till that day just please don't be so down Don't make frowns, you silly clown Just come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes And the waves are just a frothier version of the skies There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes, eyes |
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| 5. |
| 3:55 |
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My eyes are bifocal
My hands are sub jointed I live in the future In my prewar apartment And I count all my blessings I have friends in high places And I'm upgraded daily All my wires without traces Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into hooked into Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into Hooked into machine I collect my moments Into a correspondence With a mightier power Who just lacks my perspective And who lacks my organics And who covets my defects And I'm downloaded daily I am part of a composite Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into, hooked into Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into Hooked into machine Everything's provided Consummate consumer Part of worldly taking Apart from worldly troubles Living in your prewar apartment Soon to be your postwar apartment And you lived in the future And the future It's here It's bright It's now |
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| 6. |
| 3:18 |
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No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one's laughing at God When they're starving or freezing or so very poor No one laughs at God when the doctor calls After some routine tests No one's laughing at God When it's gotten real late And their kid's not back from that party yet No one laughs at God when their airplane Starts to uncontrollably shake No one's laughing at God When they see the one they love hand in hand With someone else and they hope that they're mistaken No one laughs at God when the cops knock on their door And they say "We've got some bad new, sir," No one's laughing at God When there's a famine, fire or flood But God can be funny At a cocktail party while listening to a good God-themed joke or When the crazies say he hates us And they get so red in the head You think that they're about to choke God can be funny When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way And when presented like a genie Who does magic like Houdini Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus God can be so hilarious Ha ha, ha ha No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one's laughing at God When they've lost all they got And they don't know what for No one laughs at God on the day they realize That the last sight they'll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes No one's laughing at God When they're saying their goodbyes God can be funny At a cocktail party while listening to a good God-themed joke or When the crazies say he hates us and they get so red in the head You think that they're about to choke God can be funny When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way And when presented like a genie Who does magic like Houdini Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus God can be so hilarious No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one laughing at God in a hospital No one's laughing at God in a war No one's laughing at God When they're starving or freezing or so very poor No one's laughing at God No one's laughing at God No one's laughing at God We're all laughing with God |
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| 7. |
| 4:08 |
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Hello? hello?
Calling a Karl Projektorinski To the front of the cathedral You have won, dear sir May I congratulate you first? Oh, what an honor Human! human of the year! you won! Human! human of the year! you won! Why are you so scared? You stand there shaking by your pew The icons are whispering to you They're just old men Like on the benches in the park Except their balding spots Are glistening with gold Human! human of the year! you won! Human! human of the year! you won! You have won! hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah Outside the cars are beeping Out a song just in your honor And though they do not know it All mankind are now your brothers And thus the cathedral had spoken Wishing well to all us sinners And with a psalm drew silent Till next year's big human winner Outside the cars are beeping Out a song just in your honor And thought they do not know it All mankind are now your brothers All mankind are now your brothers Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hello? hello? Calling a Karl Projektorinski To the front of the cathedral You have won |
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| 8. |
| 3:19 |
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Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away And the other watches him close from that wire He says he wants to as well But he is a liar I'll believe it all There's nothing I won't understand I'll believe it all I won't let go of your hand Two birds on a wire One says c'mon and the other says "I'm tired" The sky is overcast and I'm sorry One more or one less Nobody's worried I'll believe it all There's nothing I won't understand I'll believe it all I won't let go of your hand Two birds of a feather Say that they're always gonna stay together But one's never going to let go of that wire He says that he will But he's just a liar Two birds on a wire One tries to fly away and the other Watches him close from that wire He says he wants to as well, but he is a liar Two birds on a wire One tries to fly away and the other |
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| 9. |
| 3:43 |
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You are so sweet
Dancing to the beat There's a meat market down the street The boys and the girls watch each other eat You are so sweet, so sweet Dancing and moving to that beat, that beat There's a meat market down the street The boys and girls watch each other eat The boys and the girls watch each other eat When they really just wanna watch each other Sleep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep sleep Sleep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep You are so sweet You are so sweet I'm walking through the city Like a drunk, but not With my slip showing a little Like a drunk, but not And I am one of your people But the cars don't stop And I am one of your people But the cars don't stop And it's been a long time since before I've been touched Now I'm getting touched all the time And it's only a matter of whom And it's only a matter of when An addiction to hands and feet There's a meat market down the street The boys and girls watch each other eat When they really just wanna watch each other sleep An addiction to hands and feet There's a meat market down the street The boys and girls watch each other eat When they really just wanna watch each other sleep Sleep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep You are so sweet You are so sweet |
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| 10. |
| 5:06 |
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Some said the local lake had been enchanted
Others said it must have been the weather The neighbors were trying to keep it quiet But I swear that I could hear the laughter So they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge Cause overnight that lake had turned as thick as butter But the local kids would still go swimming, drinking Saying that to them it doesn't matter If you just hold in your breath til you come back up in full Hold in your breath til you thought it through, you fool The genius next door was busing tables Wiping clean the ketchup bottle labels Getting high and mumbling German fables Didn't care as long as he was able To strip his clothes off by the dumpsters At night while everyone was sleeping And to wade midway into that porridge Just him and the secret he was keeping If you just hold in your breath til you come back up in full Hold in your breath til you thought it through, you foolish child In the morning the film crews start arriving With coffee, donuts, and reporters The kids were waking up hungover The neighbors were starting up their cars The garbageman were emptying the dumpsters Atheists were praying full of sarcasm And the genius next door was sleeping Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm If you just hold in your breath til you come back up in full Hold in your breath til you thought it through, you foolish child! |
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| 11. |
| 2:28 |
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I found a wallet
I found a wallet Inside were pictures of your small family You were so young Your hair dark brown You had been born in nineteen fifty-three Your winter birthday Was stamped on the plastic Of a license so recently expired I was so tired As I walked through my door I laid all the contents of your wallet on the floor And like a holy relic Or a mystery novel I thumbed them in the dim light Searching for a clue A blockbuster card An old stick of juicy fruit A crumpled receipt For a pair of leather boots I have no wallet I have no wallet I keep my cards together with a blue rubber band And with a free hand I search in my pockets For pieces of, pieces of paper and change I'll take your wallet To my local blockbuster They'll find your number In their computer You'll never know me I'll never know you But you'll be so happy When they call you up |
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| 12. |
| 3:59 |
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Your stitches are all out
But your scars are healing wrong The helium balloon inside your room has come undone And it's pushing up at the ceiling And the flickering lights it cannot get beyond Everyone takes turns Now it's yours to play the part And they're sitting all around you Holding copies of your chart And the misery inside their eyes is Synchronized and reflecting into yours Hold on One more time with feeling Try it again, breathing's just a rhythm Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right This is why we fight You thought by now you'd be So much better than you are You thought by now they'd see That you had come so far And the pride inside their eyes Would synchronized into a love you've never known So much more than you've been shown Hold on One more time with feeling Try it again, breathing's just a rhythm Say it in your mind, until you know that the Words are right This is why we fight This is why we fight |
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| 13. |
| 3:12 |
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The man of a thousand faces
Sits down at the table Eats a small lump of sugar And smiles at the moon like he knows her He begins his quiet ascension Without anyone's steady instruction To a place with no religion He's found a path to her likeness His words are quiet like stains are On a tablecloth washed in a river Stains that are trying to cover For each other Or at least blend in with the pattern Good is better than perfect Scrub till your fingers are bleeding And I'm crying with insight I tell others to do without crying He used to go to his favorite bookstores And rip out his favorite pages And stuff 'em into his breast pockets The moon, to him, was a stranger Now he sits down at a table Right next to the window And begins his quiet ascension Without anyone's steady instruction To a place with no religion He's found a path to her likeness He eats a small lump of sugar Smiles at the moon like he knows her |
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