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Particle man, particle man
Doing the things a particle can What's he like? It's not important Particle man Is he a dot, or is he a speck? When he's underwater does he get wet? Or does the water get him instead? Nobody knows, Particle man Triangle man, Triangle man Triangle man hates particle man They have a fight, Triangle wins Triangle man Universe man, Universe man Size of the entire universe man Usually kind to smaller man Universe man He's got a watch with a minute hand, Millennium hand and an eon hand When they meet it's a happy land Powerful man, universe man Person man, person man Hit on the head with a frying pan Lives his life in a garbage can Person man Is he depressed or is he a mess? Does he feel totally worthless? Who came up with person man? Degraded man, person man Triangle man, triangle man Triangle man hates person man They have a fight, triangle wins Triangle man |
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| 3:50 |
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Hey, who's that playing
Hey, the guitar? Is it Jim? I don't know Is it Jim? I don't know In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion takes control In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion takes control Hey, who's that playing Hey, the guitar? Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone Hush my darling, be still my darling, the lion's on the phone Hush my darling, be still my darling, hey Hush my darling, be still my darling, hey Turn it up, the guitar I can't hear, the guitar In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion waves good bye In the spaceship, the silver space ship, the lion waves good bye Hey, who's that playing Hey, the guitar? Hey, hey Hey, hey |
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| 2:38 |
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Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night Every gal in Constantinople Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople So if you've a date in Constantinople She'll be waiting in Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul, Istanbul Istanbul, Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul |
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You called me last night on the telephone
And I was glad to hear from you 'cause I was all alone You said, "it's snowing, it's snowing! god, I hate this weather." Now I walk through blizzards just to get us back together We met in the springtime at a rock-and-roll show It was on the bowery when it was time to go We kissed on the subway in the middle of the night I held your hand, you held mine, it was the best night of my life. 'cause everyone's your friend in new york city And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about new york city is you and me Statue of liberty, staten island ferry, co-op city, katz's and tiffany's* Central park, brooklyn bridge, the empire state where dylan lived** Coney island and times square, rockefeller center Wish I was there You wrote me a letter just the other day Said, "springtime is coming soon so why don't you come to stay." I packed my stuff, got on the bus, I can't believe it's true I'm three days from new york city and I'm three days from you 'cause everyone's my friend in new york city And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about new york city is you and me 'cause everyone's my friend in new york city And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about new york city is you and me. |
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This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying This is where the party ends I'll just sit here wondering how you Can stand by your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you You and your racist friend This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend |
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