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When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good But you're so misunderstood You're so misunderstood There's something there that you can't find Honest when you're tellin' a lie You hurt her but you don't know why You love her but you don't know why Short on long term goals There's a party there that we oughtta go to Do you still love rock and roll? Do you still love rock and roll? It's only a quarter to three Reflecting off your C.D. You're looking at a picture of me You're staring at a picture of me Take the guitar player for a ride He ain't never been satisfied He thinks he owes some kind of debt Be years before he gets over it There's a fortune inside your head All you touch turns to lead You think you might just crawl back in bed The fortune inside your head You know you're just a mama's boy Positively unemployed So misunderstood So misunderstood I know you're gotta God shaped hole Leanin' out your So misunderstood (x4) I'd like to thank you all for nothin' I'd like to thank you all for nothin' at all I'd like to thank you all for nothin' Nothin' (x4) Nothin' at all Nothin' (x3) Nothin' at all |
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I attack with love, pure bug beauty
I curl my lips and crawl up to you I attack with love, pure bug beauty I curl my lips and crawl up to you And your afternoon And I've been puking I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back Hide your soft skin, your sorrow is sunshine Listen to my eyes Hide your soft skin, your sorrow is sunshine Listen to my eyes They are hissing radiator tunes I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back You learn so slow, old radiant beauty I'll curve my flight You learn so slow, old radiant beauty I'll curve my flight Under your bended knee And I will always die I will always die I will always die So you can remember me I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit, there's a company in my back There's a company in my back |
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Your mind's a machine
It's deadly and dull It's never been still and its will Has never been free Lightly tapping A high-pitched drum As your spine starts to shine You shiver at your soul A fist so clear and climbing Punches a hole In the sky So you can see For yourself If you don't believe me There's so much less To this than you think It's almost gone The night is dissolving In a cup God lifts To toast the lightning Lightly tapping It's high-pitched and it hums Your spine starts to shine And you shiver at your soul A fist so clear and climbing Punches a hole In the sky So you can see For yourself If you don't believe me There's so much less To this than you think |
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When the devil came
He was not red He was chrome and he said Come with me You must go So I went Where everything was clean So precise and towering I was welcomed With open arms I received so much help in every way I felt no fear I felt no fear ♬ The air was crisp Like sunny late winter days A springtime yawning high in the haze And I felt like I belonged Come with me ♪ Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me Come with me |
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I was chewin' gum for something to do
The blinds were being pulled down on the dew Inside, out of love, what a laugh I was looking for you Saxophones started blowing me down I was buried in sound Taxicabs were driving me around To the handshake drugs I bought downtown To the handshake drugs I bought downtown They were translated poorly, I felt like a clown I looked like someone I used to know I felt alright And if I ever was myself I wasn't that night Oh it's okay for you to say What you want from me I believe that's the only Way for me to be, exactly What you want me to be Oh it's okay for you to say What you want from me I believe that's the only Way for me to be Exactly what you want me to be Oh I was chewin' gum for something to do The blinds were being pulled down on the dew Inside, out of love, what a laugh I was looking for you Saxophones started blowin' me down I was buried in sound The taxicabs were driving me around To the handshake drugs I bought downtown To the handshake drugs I bought downtown Oh it's okay for you to say What you want from me I believe that's the only Way for me to be Exactly what do you want me to be? Exactly what do you want me to be? Felt like a clown They were translating poorly I looked like someone I used to know And if I ever was myself, I wasn't that night Exactly what do you want me to be? Exactly what do you want me to be? |
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I am an American aquarium drinker
I assassin down the avenue I'm hiding out in the big city blinking What was I thinking when I let go of you? Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning Let's undress just like cross-eyed strangers This is not a joke, so please stop smiling What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt? I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming Take it from the inside, baby hold on tight You were so right when you said that I've been drinking What was I thinking when we said good night? I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn You're quite a quiet domino, bury me now Take off your Band-Aid because I don't believe in touchdowns What was I thinking when I said hello? I'd always thought that if I held you tightly You'd always love me like you did back then Then I fell asleep and the city kept blinking What was I thinking when I let you back in? I am trying to break your heart I am trying to break your heart But still I'd be lying if I said it wasn't easy I am trying to break your heart Disposable Dixie-cup drinking I assassin down the avenue I'm hiding out in the big city blinking What was I thinking when I let go of you? loves you I'm the man who loves you |
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When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry I said, maybe if I leave, you'll want me To come back home Or maybe all you mean, is leave me alone At least that's what you said You're irresistible when you get mad Isn't it sad, I'm immune I thought it was cute For you to kiss My purple black eye Even though I caught it from you I still think we're serious At least that's what you said |
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Fill up your mind with all it can know
Don't forget that your body will let it all go Fill up your mind with all it can know What would we be without wishful thinking Chambers of chains With red plastic mouths The inside of outside No one has found How to unring the bell It's just as well The turntable sizzles Casting the spells The pressure devices Hell in a nutshell Is any song worth singing If it doesn't help Fill up your mind with all it can know Don't forget that your body can let it all go Fill up your mind with all it can know 'Cause what would love be without wishful thinking Open your arms as far as they will go We take off your dress An embarrassing poem Was written when I was alone In love with you I shook down those lines To shine up the streets I got up off my hands and knees To thank my lucky stars that you're not me What would we be without wishful thinking What would we be without wishful thinking What would we be without wishful thinking |
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Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me, honey You can combine anything you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs tuned to chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Don't cry You can rely on me honey You can come by any time you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs tuned to chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Our love Out of Our love is all we have Our love Our love is all of God's money Every one is a burning sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs tuned to chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around |
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All I can see is black and white
And white and pink and blades of blue That lay between the words I think On a page I was meaning to send her With you I couldn't tell if it bring my heart The way I wanted when I started Writing this letter to you And if I could you know I would Just hold your hand and you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can be is a busy sea of spinning wheels And hands the feel for stones to throw And feet the run but come back home It make no difference, ever known Make no difference, ever known to me If I could you know I would Just hold your hand and you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can see is black and white And white and pink and blades of blue That lay between the words I think On a page I was meaning to send her With you I couldn't tell if it bring my heart The way I wanted when I started Writing this letter to you If I could you know I would Just hold your hand and you'd understand If I could you know I would Just hold your hand and you'd understand If I could you know I would Just hold your hand and you'd understand I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you |
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I'm serious
You'll see I'm working on my abs I'm working on me Oh, I'm kickin' Yeah, I'm calm Oh, I'm kickin' Television Television Stop shopping, even Stop buying things I'm kickin' Yeah, I'm calm Oh, I'm kickin' Television Television Um.. Oh, I'm serious You'll see I'm kickin' Yeah, I'm calm Yeah, I'm kickin' Television Television Television Television |
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I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt alright to me Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies I sat and watched you bleed Buried you alive in a fireworks display Raining down on me You cold, hot blood ran away from me To the sea I painted my name on the back of a leaf And I watched it float away The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages Was all I tried to save But the wind blew me back via Chicago In the middle of the night And all without fight At the crush of veils and starlight I know I'll make it back One of these days and turn on your TV To watch a man with a face like mine Being chased down a busy street When he gets caught, I wont get up And I wont go to sleep I'm coming home, I'm coming home Via Chicago Where the cups are cracked and hooked Above the sink They make me think Crumbling ladder tears don't fall They shine down your shoulders And crawling is screw faster lash I blow it with kisses I rest my head on a pillowy star And a cracked door moon That says I havent gone too far I'm coming home I'm coming home Via Chicago Searching for a home Searching for a home Searching for a home Via Chicago I'm coming home I'm coming home |
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His goal in life was to be an echo
Riding alone, town after town, toll after toll A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her She appears in his dreams But in his car and in his arms A dream can mean anything A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her But he never could Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird His goal in life was to be an echo The type of sound that floats around and then back down Like a feather But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans No one could hear him Or anything So he slept on a mountain In a sleeping bag underneath the stars He would lie awake and count them And the gray fountain spray of the great Milky Way Would never let him Die alone Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird A hummingbird A hummingbird |
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There's a random painted highway
And a muzzle of bees My sleeves have come unstitched From climbing your tree And dogs laugh, some say they're barking I don't think they're mean Some people get so frightened Of the fences in between And the sun gets passed from tree to tree Silently, and back to me With the breeze blown through Pushed up against the sea Finally back to me I'm assuming you got my message On your machine I'm assuming you love me And you know what that means Sun gets passed, sea to sea Silently, and back to me With the breeze blown through Pushed up above the leaves With the breeze blown through My head upon your knee Half of it's you, half is me Half of it's you, half is me |
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Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stuff Honey kisses, clouds of fluff Shoulders shrugging off Cheer up honey, I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with radio cures Electronic surgical words Picking apples for kings and queens of things I've never seen Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Cheer up honey, I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars Honey kisses, clouds of love Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Cheer up honey, I hope you can... |
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The cash machine is blue and green
For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a fuck How hot and sorrowful, this machine begs for luck All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I want a good life with a nose for things the fresh wind and bright sky to enjoy my suffering A hole without a key if I break my tongue Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come? All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I'm down on my hands and knees every time a doorbell rings I shake like a toothache when I hear myself sing All my lies are only wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I would like to salute the ashes of American flags And all the fallen leaves filling up shopping bags |
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I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands
I used to go see on the landing in the summer She fell in love with the drummer She fell in love with the drummer She fell in love Shiny, shiny pants and bleach-blond hair A double kick drum by the river in the summer She fell in love with the drummer Another and another She fell in love I miss the innocence I've known Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned Unlock my body and move myself to dance Moving warm liquid, flowing blowing glass Classical music blasting masks the ringing in my ears I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands I used to go see on the landing in the summer She fell in love with the drummer She fell in love with another She fell in love I miss the innocence I've known Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned I miss the innocence I've known Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned |
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It's my father's voice dreaming of
Sailors sailing off in the morning for the air-conditioned rooms at the top of the stairs His jaw's been broken his bandage is wrapped too tight his fangs have been pulled and i really want to see you tonight There's Bourbon on the breath of the singer you love so much He takes all his words from the books that you don't read anyway His jaw's been broken his bandage is wrapped too tight My fangs have been pulled and I really want to see you tonight Someone ties a bow in my backyard to show me love My voice is climbing walls smoking and i want love My jaw's been broken My heart is wrapped in ice My fangs have been pulled and i really want to see you tonight And it makes no difference to me how they cried all over overseas It's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside They cried all over overseas It makes no difference to me It's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside |
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Spiders are singing in the salty breeze
Spiders are filling out tax returns Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies On a private beach in Michigan Why can't they wish their kisses good Why do they miss when their kisses should Fly like winging birds fighting for the keys On a private beach in Michigan This recent rash of kidsmoke All these telescopic poems It's good to be alone Why can't they say what they want Why can't they just say what they mean Come clean, listen and talk Hello private callers, IDs blocked The sun will rise, we'll climb into cars The future has a valley and a shortcut around Who will wear the crown of drowning award Hold a private light on a Michigan shore You fool me with a kiss of kidsmoke From a microscopic home It's good to be alone I'll be in my bed You can be the stone That raises from the dead And carries us all home There's no blood on my hands I just do as I am told |
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