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Spent 18 hours waiting stoned for space
I spent the same 18 hours in the same damn place I'm on a road shaped like a figure 8 I'm going nowhere, but I'm guaranteed to be late You go out like a riptide, you know that ball has no sides You're an angel with an amber halo, black hair, and the devil's pitchfork Wind-up anger with the endless view of the ground's colorful patchwork How have you been, how have you been, how have you, how have you? I drove around for hours, I drove around for days I drove around for months and years and never went no place We're on a pass, we're on pass, I stopped for gas, but where could place be To pay for gas to drive around, around on Interstate 8 You go out like a riptide, you know that ball has no sides You're an angel with an amber halo, black hair, and the devil's pitchfork Wind-up anger with the endless view of the ground's colorful patchwork How have you been, how have you been, how have you, how have you? |
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Broke account so I broke a sweat
I've bought some things that I sort of regret about now Broke your glasses, but it broke the ice You said that I was an asshole and I paid the price Broken hearts want broken necks I've done some things that I want to forget but I can't Broke my pace and ran out of time Sometimes I'm so full of shit that it should be a crime Broke a promise cause my car broke down Such a classic excuse it should be bronze by now Broke up, and I'm relieved somehow It's the end of the discussions that just go round and round And round, and round, and round, and round, And round, and round it shouldn't have been anyway No way, no way, no way, that's right Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh no Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh no It was like everything was evidence of broken (time?) You're living on fancy wine You'll drink that turpentine You're starting conversations You don't even know the topic |
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this is the part of me that needs medication
this is the part of me that believes in heaven ....thinks outer space is all dead ....wishes it was with it ....'s trying to be funny ....loves my parents ...thinks that ants are cavemen ....thinks all humans are ants ....learns from sitcoms .....means nothing and I do-o-o-on't know where I could go away and you could wish that I had stayed or just stayed gone and I don't know and I don't know at all so, out of the context and into what you meant and you know your reasons you don't know who you are but you know who you wanna be I-I-I doooon't know so you go to the library to get yourself a book and you look and you look but you didn't find anything to read and I do-on't know at all left all my kinder parts rusting and peeling that guy was complaining as he looked at the ceiling my nose isn't that big it looks nothing like me we're all doctors trading sadness for numbness grass looks much greener but it's green-painted cement the mayor's machines are there cleaning the pavement you can't make dirt clean so we'll just lemon-scent it |
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A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue Sedan
And I am doing the best that I can All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows, singing Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian Except this one mattered and I felt it had a spirit And I shot the stork because I didn't hear it that way And it's hard to be a human being And it's harder as anything else And I'm lonesome when you're around And I'm never lonesome when I'm by myself And I miss you when you're around And I miss you when you're around And I miss you when you're around A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue Sedan And I am doing the best that I can All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows, singing Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian And it's hard to be a human being And it's harder as anything else And I'm lonesome when you're around And I'm never lonesome when I'm by myself And I miss you when you're around And I miss you when you're around And I miss you when you're around A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue Sedan |
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You're standing by the grey ice water
Out in the wind, above the ground, out in the weather You had yourself a crazy lover Becoming frozen, trying hard to forget her You got a job up in Alaska It's easy to save what the cannery pays 'Cause there ain't nowhere to spend it You're standing by the grey ice water Out in the wind, above the ground, out in the weather You had yourself a crazy lover Becoming frozen, trying hard to forget her You took the path of least resistance On the phone cutting out talking Short to long distance At home on a boat, at home it's a fish trap At home on a boat, it's a fish trap At home on a boat, it's a fish trap On the arctic glass |
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Hey, haven't seen you around in a while [x4]
I didn't go to work for a month I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight I haven't hung out with anyone 'Cause if I did, I'd have nothing to say I didn't feel angry or depressed I didn't feel anything at all I didn't want to go to bed And I didn't want to stay up late When you're living your life, well, that's the price you pay Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in Whenever I breathe out, you take it in again I'm feeling this positive/negative, positive/negative I didn't go to work for a month I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight I haven't hung out with anyone 'Cause if I did, I'd have nothing to say |
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