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I'm sending out a call to arms
from the cities to the farms to the sounding of alarms with all the bells and whistles took my prize, hung my plaque pat our big collective back and then got drunk on crackerjack and e-mailed my epistle I must be the lucky one the luckiest in Luckydom who reached the moon but wound up numb now that I've had my fun here comes the millennium Knowing love everyday my baby wants to be that way but I can't bring myself to say how I can't hope for crying things got bad, things got worse I got loaded in a hearse when all I needed was a nurse believe me, I'm not lying I must be the lucky one the luckiest in Luckydom who reached the moon but wound up numb now that I've had my fun here comes the millennium I must be the lucky one the luckiest in Luckydom who reached the moon but wound up numb let's call this party done here comes the millennium |
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| 2. |
| 4:11 |
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Monday
seventeen degrees the shadows disappear all around you dear until it's loud and clear isn't it the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth so help me the whole truth nothing but the truth so help me God I'm the bad guy waiting in the wings and the key light hat all my words fall flat but I'm used to that getting to the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth so help me the whole truth nothing but the truth so help me God baby if you want to talk I'll be there to listen neither rain, not hail nor sleet or snow but Cahuenga is stop and go this much I do know all I want's the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth so help me thw whole truth nothing but the truth so help me God |
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| 3. |
| 4:22 |
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What a scene
what a drama just to find the door that was mean that was totally uncalled for have you reached the point where you must choose between what you lost and what you stand to lose isn't it high time? Could it be that the future's going to turn out great? well, we'll see meantime somebody lays in wait 'til you reach the point where you must choose between what you've lost and what you stand to lose so come up with a new line 'cause baby it's high time What a shame I know nothing's ever been this tough out of blame and out of all of that other stuff but when you're alone with what you've left and you've done bereaved and been bereft enough you have reached the point where you must choose between what you've lost and what you stand to lose isn't it high time baby it's high time baby it's high time |
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| 3:50 |
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One more for the collection
you've got on your wall paint it in the frame until you hire out a little stall and on a few, you've got to laugh as you inscribe his autograph... they are the ones that everybody chooses beautiful excuses Closing in on targets in an open sight each one spins around you and around you like a satellite just take one down when times are tough a diamonetta in the rough they are the ones that everybody chooses beautiful excuses Always tragic perfect bait they grip you as they captivate twist, but do not fabricate then imply they implicate you get thirsty; while you wait a demonstrator demonstrates that you've run out of holy water, dude Your works of art are hanging in the Parthenon but where's the only one who ever bothered to take you on you can't explain why that one's gone until you put your finger on whatever it accuses beautiful forgery such beautiful excuses all you ever wanted someone who refuses beautiful |
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| 5. |
| 3:37 |
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In a little while
I'll forget your name and with the time we had I will do the same 'cause I can't belong to any future the past's a never ending overture until it's only now no matter how I put my foot down I want to know my rank and I want my reward or I will make a little war that you can not afford I don't mean to be somehow unkind but the bottom of my heart is in the backseat of my mind it's a drive with will I guess until I put my foot down I don't mean to be somehow unkind but when I put my best foot forward something's left behind I'm gonna tell you now I'm going to make a vow to put my foot down |
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| 6. |
| 3:46 |
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First she's going to relocate it
to the southland stake her claim in Silverlake what she's showing off will be on your account there's little doubt she's stealing what she confiscates chalking it all up to fate that is why she always waits for the perfect candidate She's got every reason in the world to pick one more as she will demonstrate how many does that make it now? I'm losing count it's tantamount to stealing what she confiscates chalking it all up to fate and she can not hardly wait for the perfect candidate congratulations! take a bow what will you do now, anyhow? She can read your mind 'cause she wrote it for you you who'll take surprising bait like a magic lantern beaming with projection my reflection: slate as blank as face is straight makes the perfect candidate and she can not hardly wait for her perfect candidate |
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| 7. |
| 4:43 |
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I want you to keep a piece of me
In there, right below your majesty I may tend to it with flattery Or maybe I'll jump start, counting on a battery What's right, unglue, what's left, breakthrough Brake up, brakedown, let up, leave town Oh, fuck, got stuck, you lose, tough luck The odds were in your favor The taste was in your savor How bitter is that swill? And it's dragging me to you Don't let me go Black hole, falling in Don't let me go If I'm wrong again Don't let me go Even if it pulls you in Don't let me go Baby, don't let me go If you don't, you can say you didn't quit And I'm likely to be needing it So sorry, but when I let go I thought you'd know How to follow Did you swallow? It's gone Head rush Can't see This crush Will prove I was unworthy And what I did was usury I'm sorry for that too But it's dragging me to you Don't let me go Black hole, falling in Don't let me go If I'm wrong again Don't let me go Even if it pulls you in Don't let me go Baby, don't let me go My baby, don't let me go |
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| 8. |
| 3:46 |
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That's the way it goes
You're going to have to See it through eventually Listen, I propose that Everybody show Some sort of sympathy 'Cause all the highs and lows Are really wearing out Its elasticity There's no bouncing back No recovery Put it out of Its misery If you take my devotion And figure it as something You're due to accrue It's only emotion Winding up the motion We are going through And don't it break your heart To watch its little quiver On the avenue 'Til it's crawling back On its only knee Put it out of Its misery Misery I can hear mercy, mercy me Letting this go on and on and on Endlessly That's the way it goes Everybody knows we're through So you see Your i-told-you-sos Weren't any help And now they're boring me Listen I propose That we might indulge A little luxury But there's no going back And it falls on me That it is murder 'Cause I know, baby, only you Can put me out of my Misery Misery Misery Misery |
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| 9. |
| 3:46 |
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When you're on a high
with no telling how you got there I might catch your eye from a world beneath you How do you? Don't you recognize what you are leaving? Let me introduce what you've just seen a trampoline and it's dropping out of view trampoline until gravity pulls you When you hit the ground the impression you are making is of one who's found what all the reasons are you fall so far and with that put a dent in my resistance Hey, look who'se lining up to intervene a trampoline and it's dropping out of view trampoline until gravity pulls you trampoline and it's dropping out of view trampoline until gravity pulls through |
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| 10. |
| 3:36 |
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it's a kind of parade
it's a bucket brigade who got it off the wire that you'd set it and left just to cover the theft that would topple and empire but you wanted the world and it was only the heart... only the heart of a girl for everyone in the know he's going to put on a show death defying feats of daring and for the riff and the raff he's gonna mimeograph a statement he's preparing that he wanted the world and it was only a heart... only the heart of a girl here we are handing over all we know either that or start to blow 'til we've run out of breath it's a kind of parade it's a bucket brigade who read it off the wire that you lost your whole world and it was all over the heart of a girl only the heart of a girl here we are handing over all we know either that or start to blow 'til we've run out of breath |
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