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from Clueless (클루리스) by David Kitay [ost] (1995)
I don't care what my teachers say
I'm gonna be a Supermodel Everyone is gonna dress like me, wait and see When I'm a Supermodel And my hair will shine like the sea And everyone will wanna look just like me, me Cause I'm young and I'm hip and so beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I wish that I was like Tori Spelling With a car like hers and a dad like hers And I would show them how, how it was done That'd be fun, that'd be fun And I'd write my school report on why I love my jeans, why I love my jeans And open my locker door It's the coolest thing that you've ever seen Cause I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel (I didn't eat yesterday, and I'm not gonna eat today, and I'm not gonna eat tomorrow - cause I'm gonna be a Supermodel) So beautiful, beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel Cause I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful I'm gonna be a Supermodel I'm gonna be a Supermodel .... |
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from The Truth About Cats & Dogs (고양이와 개에 관한 진실) by Howard Shore [ost] (1996) | |||||
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from Grace Of My Heart (그레이스 하트) by Larry Klein [ost] (1996) | |||||
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from Clueless (클루리스) by David Kitay [ost] (1995) | |||||
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
I know everyone's a good person inside
Everyone wants just to be loved inside So whenever I think how you wasted my time I try to remember the good things inside Well, you haven't killed anyone, as far as we know And you seem very nice to your sister You have very good taste in clothes and guitars And very young girls I know everyone's a good person inside Everyone wants just to be loved inside So whenever I think, "What a dick, what a liar" I try to remember the good things inside Well, your smile is as wide as Montana And your eyes as deep as the Caspian Sea Well, I guess these don't count as the things from inside But these are the things that made me blind These are the things that made me blind What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking at all If I knew what I did today, would I make the same mistake? Uh-huh, probably would 'Cause your hands are as big as Montana And your lips as sweet as Red Vines Well, I guess these don't count as the things from inside But these are the things that made me blind These are the things that make me blind You're as sharp as a tack, you're as loyal as a cat You were great in the sack, even if you have hair on your back You made me weak at the knees, gave me no disease What more could I ask? I won't dig deeper than that La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la These are the things that made me blind These are the things that made me blind Your smile is as wide as Montana And your eyes as deep as the Caspian Sea Well, I guess these don't count as the things from inside But these are the things that made me blind La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
Margaret, back in Junior High
Margaret, all yellow curled She was the most popular girl Margaret, she was beautiful Margaret developed first We all thought she had all the luck in the world She never noticed me, what could I give her? I knew someday I would have to forgive her Ooh Margaret, dear Margaret Such a lucky girl How could I ever forget Margaret Meanwhile, ten years later Margaret moved to West Hollywood We all thought she could make it if anyone could Margaret, she missed the reunion Margaret, we never heard What became of St. Mary's glamorous girl Until the day at the video center A man held a tape with a girl on the cover In bad lingerie on a Cadillac fender Ooh Margaret, dear Margaret Such a lucky girl Our St. Mary's girl How could I ever forget Margaret |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
Karen, she's my boss at the shoe store
We sell to the rich on Madison Avenue I come in late from Brooklyn on the F train Karen says "honey, make this your last time" But we like her, she's firm but approachable Dresses in style, pretty conservative We ask her, "hey, come out with us after work" Karen she always declines And we talk about Karen by night We imagine she must lead a very dull life With just a cat and a book by her side We know her by day but we don't know Karen by night In the stockroom searching for a 9B I overheard Karen whisper on the phone She said, "Meet me at the club There's a shipment coming in And I can't pull this one off alone" Well, I didn't know what to think Was my mind playing tricks? Was there more to this Karen then realized? I had to know so I followed her home I could not believe my eyes And then I saw Karen by night The leather comes out under the moonlight Takes off her Chanel and hops on her bike Looking like young Marlon Brando Karen by night Saw her leaning on the bar with a drink in hand And a cigarette dangling from her bright red lips She looked like she was looking for someone Like she was looking for a fight Then a young blonde buck walked in She grabbed him by the collar Kissed him hard on the mouth And slapped him on the cheek Then I thought she spied me in the corner of her eye So I ran outside, but all night all I could think about was Karen by night The next morning, I'm late as usual Karen's there fresh as a daisy She says with a smile, "You look like hell And where you last night?" Karen by night Imagine she must lead a very dull life With just a cat or a book by her side We know her by day but we don't know Karen by night The leather comes out under the moonlight Takes off her Chanel and hops on her bike Looking like Marlon Brando Looking like young Marlon Brando Wish I could be more like Karen by night Looking like young Marlon Brando Not like the old fat Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now Karen by night |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
The box sits on the bridge
The crowd is waiting The chains are locked across my chest There's no heart breaking I've done this show a thousand times This trick's so easy As they lower me into your waters There's no escaping There's a secret passage out of here But I don't want to reappear I just want to stay with you in here In Houdini's box Close the lid And tie the knot Houdini's box The clock ticks by the bed I hear you breathing I should be out the door But I'm not leaving I've still the scars from my last escape I nearly drowned beneath the lake Stayed down too long dreaming about you In Houdini's box Close the lid And tie the knot Houdini's box In Houdini's box Houdini's box I'd take such good care of you I'd brush your hair, untie your shoes There's nothing in the world I wouldn't do In Houdini's box In Houdini's box Seal the lid And tie the knot In Houdini's box Houdini's box Houdini's box Houdini's box Houdini's box The box sits on the bridge The crowd's still waiting |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
Tie me to the track with my ear to the rail
But wait for the very last moment to save me Or we could fight on top like a Western Jump from car to car, not noticing the tunnel is approaching And when were' in the tunnel you become another person And we lay down and let the darkness enfold us Trains, I wish I was on that train I wish I was on that train with you Trains, there's something about a train That always makes me think of you On the Peking to Paris, you're a sculptor, I'm an heiress I'm running from my husband, you're running from the law But there's agents at the border so I hide you in my cabin Of course I let you spend the night not knowing who you are And when I let you out, you become another person And we lay down and let the darkness enfold us Trains, I wish I was on that train I wish I was on that train with you Trains, there's something about a train That always makes me think of you Wish I was on that train Wish I was on that train Wish I was on that train with you We're two hobos on the boxcar, you and your five o'clock shadow Me and my harmonica and a duffel on a stick Or you're a soldier coming back from the war I'm the lover waiting on the platform It's so steamy you're not sure it's me waving And when I close my eyes, I become another person And we lay down and let the darkness enfold us |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
Genny came over and
told me about Brad He's such a hairy behemoth she said And dumb as a box of hammers But he's such a hand some guy And I opened up and told her about Larry And yesterday how he asked me to marry I'm not giving him an answer yet I think I can do better So we laughed compared notes We had a drink we had a smoke She took off her overcoat I kissed a girl I kissed a girl So she called home to say she'd be late He said he worried but now he'd feel safe I'm glad you're with your girlfriend Tell her Hi for me So I looked at you you had guilt in your eyes But it only lasted a little while And then I felt your hand upon my knee And we laughed at the world They can have their diamonds And we'll have our pearls I kissed a girl I kissed a girl kissed a girl her lips were sweet She was just like kissing me kissed a girl won't change the world But I'm so glad I kissed a girl And we laughed at the world They can have their diamonds And we'll have our pearls I kissed a girl I kissed a girl I kissed a girl I kissed a girl I kissed a girl her lips were sweet She was just like kissing me I kissed a girl kissed a girl won't change the world But I'm so glad I kissed a girl I kissed a girl |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
If I had a lot of money
I'd move to another country I'd disappear, not tell a soul, I'd change my name Or maybe I'd go back to school Major in something foolish And I could do it cause I'd have a lot of money Here I am holding on to childhood's dream Sitting in my apple tree Swaying as the branches tremble under me The jig is up, it's all been played The well is dry, the bed's been made The jig is up, the jig is up Maybe I could jump, Jump off the Brooklyn Bridge But I don't live in Brooklyn And I don't know how to swim Or I could find religion go on some kind of mission Feed the poor, and then I would go to heaven if I believed in heaven Here I am, holding on to childhood's dream Standing on the balcony Waiting for someone to come and rescue me The jig is up, the dance is done The record skips, the song's been sung The troops have dwindled down to one The jig is up The jig is up, the sun has set The train is wrecked, the sheets are wet And like I said, the jig is up Well I can't really disappear Cause I don't have a lot of money And I don't really think I wanna go back to school But maybe I'm just in a bad mood And I need to change my attitude And when I wake up tomorrow I'll believe in heaven Here I am, holding on to childhood's dream Climbing down the apple tree Waking as you pull the covers off of me The jig is up The jig is up, yes it's been tough The punch is drunk, the shrink is shrunk It's time to get the baby up It's off to work let's start the car We'll turn it over in its grave And start again its soul to save The jig is up but so what We'll fill again this empty cup The jig is up, the point's been made Elvis has just left the stage The story needs another twist And I have had enough of this |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
I had this dream we were in the resistance
Somewhere in France fighting traitors and facists You were my mistress, yes, you were a woman But I knew it was you by the shape of your mouth And you called me Maurice and I had a thin mustache And I played clarinet in a decadent band Until we Hid in the bushes We shot from the bushes Made love in the bushes Like there was no tomorrow In my real life, I'm a cocktail waitress Dodging men's hands Instead of bullets And you're a bass player in a band That got a deal. Dealing with assholes Instead of explosives Still we were grateful to be alive Together fighting side by side As we Hide in the bushes Shoot from the bushes Love in the bushes Like there is no tomorrow We promised if one of us left or died We'd meet again in another life And we'll Hide in bushes Shoot from the bushes Love in the bushes Like there is no tomorrow |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
I don't care what my teachers say
I'm gonna be a supermodel And everyone is gonna dress like me Wait and see When I'm a supermodel and my hair will shine like the sea And everyone will wanna look just like me meee Cause I'm young and I'm hip and so beautiful I'm gonna be a supermodel (2x) I wish that I was like Tori Spelling With a car like hers and dad like hers And I, would show them how how it was done That'd be fun, that'd be fun And I wrote my school report, On why I love my jeans, why I love my jeans. And oh, oh my lockerdoor it's the coolest thing That you have ever seen. Cause I'm young and I'm hip and so beautiful, I'm gonna be a supermodel (2x) I didn't eat yesterday, I'm not gonna eat today I'm not gonna eat tomorrow Cause I'm gonna be a supermodel! So beautiful (Beautiful) I'm gonna be a supermodel Cause Im young and Im hip and so beautiful (Beautiful) I'm gonna be a supermodel (4x) I'm gonna be a supermodel! |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
He was pulling deep
on his cigarette Billows of smoke pouring out of him Like a firefighter hit by a torpedo Before the fire reached the hold She was hanging on to him Like he was a raft We both agreed, we'd never be The couple on the street We were so rosy-cheeked And fresh and horny On our way to the movies When you told me for the first time That you loved me, and I knew that you loved me And it was like we were together In another life We never parted and love never died Although I don't really Buy that stuff, today I'll believe You and me, well never be The couple on the street Like a still life of our worst fears Like the seven years of a broken mirror I love you so much Won't you tell me please We'll never be The couple on the street (Okay, okay, it's one year later I still don't have an ending The inspiration left I guess we'll never be The couple on the street End of story) |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
They stood by the window
And watched the old church Burn for the second time The light from the fire Made her glow like an angel As she pulled him down and smiled They lay on the bed There were shouts all around They could shut the whole war out With the squeak of the springs And tomorrows dreams And the beating of their hearts He would lay his arms down for her She would forgive his brother's crime They would do anything To make it past Vrbana Bridge Well he looked up to Jesus And she looked to the east Where the sun was soon to rise She asked for Allah's blessings To keep them both alive They had friends in high places Who could do them a favor Turn a blind eye They'd seen so much hate And death every day "Let's just let those two walk by" They would lay their arms down for her They would forgive his brother's crime Just for one moment they would Let them pass Vrbana Bridge Through a crack in the wall Of a sandbagged building The soldier saw them fall He said "If love was their only armor It did no good at all They lay for six days In a final embrace They had shut the whole war out The soldier blames the other side But even he has his doubts He would lay down his arms down for her He would forgive his brother's crime He would lay down his arms To let them pass Vrbana Bridge |
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from Jill Sobule - Jill Sobule (1995)
I have hope, now that I don't have you
I have faith, now that I'm alone I'm not bashing my head against the wall I'm not waiting forever for your call I'm not wasting time Now that I don't have you Now that I don't have you Maybe someday I'll love as others do And fall for someone who's half as cruel Now that I don't have you I have dreams, not that you're not lying next to me I can sleep, I can rest in peace I'm not tossing and turning on your bed of nails I'm not burning up like I'm in hell I can sleep Now that I don't have you Now that I don't have you Maybe someday I'll love as others do And wake up one morning to skies of blue But I won't be with you Now that I don't have you Maybe someday I'll love as others do And fall for someone who's sad but true Now that I don't have you |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
I could slip, I could fall
In that mean and awful hall With the other jealous bitches And the bitter grumbling men I could sneer, I could glare say that life is so unfair And the one who made it, made it 'Cuz her breasts were really big Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna get cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to I could bitch, I could moan Say I want to be left alone But that's not really true, Because I like my time with you Till you rant and you rave Wishing fat folks to their grave But I feel sorry for them You say they get what they deserve Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna get cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to I don't wanna get jaded Petrified and weighted I don't wanna get bitter like you Like you, with the darts in your eyes Like you, with disdain for mankind I was charmed, now I wonder Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna get cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to So I'll smile with the rest I'll wish everyone the best And know the one who made it, Made it cuz she was actually pretty good Well I don't wanna get bitter I don't wanna get cruel I don't wanna get old before I have to |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
I wake up every morning to the sound of birds
It's really not birds it's my neighbor's TV She watches talk shows all day long I used to hate her but now we get along I used to sit under a gloomy cloud of gray And now the sun is shining and it won't go away I used to go up I used to go down Now I'm just even here in Happy Town Happy Town My boyfriend Bob he said I made him miserable But we stayed together 'cause the sex was really good And then he packed his bags with me to Happy Town We don't fuck anymore, but we can really snuggle down I used to sit under a gloomy cloud of gray And now the sun is out and my whole world is beige I used to go up I used to go down Now I'm just even here in Happy Town I don't get excited But nor do I frown The lawn is always neat in Happy Town Happy Town Happy Town To get to Happy Town you can call your doctor You can unscrew the child-proof bottle cap Pour yourself a glass of water I used to sit under a gloomy cloud of gray And now the sun is shining and it won't go away I used to go up I used to go down Now I'm just even here in Happy Town I don't get excited Nor do I frown The lawn is always neat in Happy Town Happy Town Happy Town I used to go up I used to go down Now I'm just even here in Happy Town I don't get excited But nor do I frown Life is just OK in Happy Town Happy Town Happy Tow |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
Another barren egg, another month gone by
Just more time to do as I please No one watching over me I don't have to make my bed I can lay in it instead With no one there to bother me 'Cause I'm free it's just me Another friend got caught Another friend knocked up Another friend with nothing in common with me Another night with you Spending time with you I'm still alone 'cause you're the freest man I've ever known I'm free just me I'm free nobody but me I'm free save me Free as the snow as it melts away Free as the wind on a real calm day Free as the moth on my window pane Like you like me Another barren egg another year gone by Just more time to do as I please No one's tugging at my sleeve I can be as rude as I please No one's going to fire me Floating in this endless sea I'm free just me I'm free nobody but me I'm free save me |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
One leg in one leg out
What do you get with a half a heart Part brave soul the rest is not What do you get with a half a heart? A half a mind, a half a spine A half a glass, a half alive One step in, one step out What do you get with a half a heart One breath in one breath out Coming and going with a half a heart One eye looks so lovingly The other looks right through me In search of something better or more beautiful To fill you up, to fill your cup To make you feel like you're the king of the hill One step in, one step out What do you get with a half a heart? The angels on my shoulder whisper in my ears Say "What've you got to lose" The gremlins on the other side Say "she doesn't really love you" We're half way there, we're half way back We've half a chance, we're so half assed You say hello, I say goodbye We turn in circles and we both change sides One step in, one step out, One breath in, one breath out, One leg in, one leg out What do you get with a half a heart? |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
There's a dim light off the pier
And I've been watching it for years 'Thru the crashing waves there's a distant bell It won't stop ringing in my head All I do is stare and wait For her to come and take me far away When my ship comes in I'll be happenin' After all these years I'll be happy When my ship comes in You'll finally love me Then I can leave you when my ship comes in There's a bitter old man on the shore An albatross tied 'round his throat And he tells me to forget that boat He rambles on I just get bored I hear the laughter of the crew They know the ropes they'll see me through To truth and brighter days When my ship comes in I won't be lonely I'll have lots of friends and they'll all want me When my ship comes in you might be sorry And I'll be something when my ship comes in When my ship comes in I'll be standing at the rail Waving you goodbye You'll never be standing on the beach You'll be wondering why When my ship comes in I might take you You could swab the decks if you're nice today When my ship comes in we'll be something Won't that be something when my ship comes in When my ship comes in I'll be happenin' After all these years I'll be happy When my ship comes in you'll finally love me Then I can have you when my ship comes in Ship comes in |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
I can be clever, I can be clever
I can charm your pants off, I can be clever I can be funny, I can make you laugh I can amuse you, I can make you laugh I can be tender or I can be dirty I can make you feel like you rule the world I could be patient I can be kind I know how to listen or look like I am I can be trusted, I can be kind As far as you can throw me, I can be trusted I can be blue I can get real depressed I can stay all day in my bed I can get anxious I can get anxious When I think of you I just get anxious I can get angry I can get angry I can smash your windshield I can get angry I can't wait to be in your arms again 'Cause I always think this could be the last time When you dig deep and you see more and you get bored I could be sorry I could be sorry About your windshield I could be sorry And I could be clever, I can be clever I can charm your pants off I can be clever |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
I'm so happy, when you're here
And I'm not a happy girl So like a miracle occurs I'm happy when you're near And all my angels appear And the demons leave my ear And I want to clean the kitchen We're two peas from the same pod Bowing down to the same God We're not sure exists We both walk with heavy souls With bullet holes And a backpack full of bad affairs and fears I'm happy when you're here, kinda I'm so happy when you're here We both laugh at the same cruel jokes We both still drink and smoke Well I'm happy when you're here, kinda I'm so happy when you're here We're two peas from the same pod Bowing down to the same God we hope exists We both walk with heavy souls With bullet holes And a backpack full of bad affairs and fears I'm happy when you're here Happy, somewhat happy more or less |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
Little guy, little guy, such a little guy
Such a little guy, in such a big body Little mind, little mind, you were once mine Such a small mind in such a big body Maybe I'm not so fair to little guys He stood tall up when he was by my side Little heart, little heart such a little biddy heart Such an unbrave heart in such a big body Such a big body Maybe I'm not so fair to little guy He loomed large when he loved me Little guy, little guy, little guy such a little guy Such a little guy such a big body |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
She's an underachiever
She's only passed Spanish and gym She's not bad at essays She can bullshit her way through them She wears the walkman under her hood She hides the magazine in her book She looks like she's elsewhere The girls in the school can be so mean The boys never pay attention She's in love with her history teacher She can't wait till she gets older Underachiever The halls in school look daunting They get longer and slower each day She moves past the smiles and whispers And the rumors that won't go away The girls in the school can be so mean And the boys just don't seem to matter She looks at the clock every minute or two She can't wait till class is over Underachiever She wakes up in the morning With a lump in her throat She thinks of excuses to stay in bed All day all day long She tells me a big secret She writes to me almost twice a day It's a lot for me to deal with I wish I could give her more time 'Cause the girls in the school They were so mean And the boys never paid me attention I was in love with my English teacher I couldn't wait to get older The girls in the school The boys in the school The halls in the school The girls in the school Underachiever Only passed Spanish and gym Underachiever She's an underachiever |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
Love is never equal
I learned that early at home Someone always loves more than the other And ends will always come So you might as well have beginnings Love is never equal after all Love is never equal The love between two people Someone always gets the shorter straw Love can be so tender But you always must remember Love is never equal after all Last year I had someone Who worshipped at my feet He gave me everything I wanted But he did not interest me And now I'm standing naked Like one of those bad dreams Where everyone has clothes on 'Cept for me Love is never equal The love between two people Someone always gets kicked to the curb Love can be so tender But you always must remember Love is never equal after all Love is never equal The love between two people Someone always gets kicked to the curb Someone's always left out freezing Battered down and bleeding Love is never equal after all Someone's always cheated Hoodwinked and mistreated Love is never equal after all |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
Our lord loves the family, our lord loves the saved
Our lord love the unborn babies and the NRA Our lord~hates the liberals, the faggots and their friends We're soldiers of Christ and we're here to defend The way it used to be The way it ought to be The way it's going to be again In the days of Cain and Abel In the days of crusades In the days of inquisitions They made the damned behave Before emancipation Before Roe Vs. Wade Before they taught little children That they evolved from apes The way it used to be The way it ought to be The way it's going to be again And when we're in heaven you'll be sorry then Our lord loves the sinner as long as he don't sin He knows the thoughts you're thinking He knows with whom you've been And out lord loves this country, he's with you at the polls He knows the lever that you pull He's keeping track of souls The way it used to be The way it ought to be The way it's going to be again And when we're in heaven you'll be sorry When we're in heaven you'll be sorry When we're in heaven you'll be sorry then! |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
Would you have hidden me in your attic
That's the question I'd like to know Would you have climbed up to serve my dinner Well I hope so When the jack-booted men Wore those great uniforms Would you have wanted the blackest Would you have hidden me in your attic If let's say in some caf' We saw the tanks roll by Would you take my hand and lead me Cross the border line Would you have hidden me in your attic If the neighbors accused me of casting spells And bowing down to the gods in hell You would leave me there alone Or would you cast the very first stone You'd be there to ease my pain Or pack me on that awful train Would you have hidden me in your attic That's the question I'll never know Would you have climbed up to serve me dinner Well I hope so |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
I feel like an outline
Where the middle part is missing And the moonlight is kissing The details away I feel like a cliffnote To a novel no one can read And I feel like such a phony Like I got 'em all deceived And I feel like a punch line Nobody gets I bet that you're laughing And shaking your head I sold my soul And nothing happened Yeah nothing happened When I sold my soul I feel like an outline To a picture you started to paint Now the sunlight is fading The colors away How's it feel to have insides Something to hold I wish I could touch you How could I know When I sold my soul And Nothing Happened Yeah Nothing Happened When I sold my soul Just a big black hole And Nothing Happened And I bet you're laughin' 'Cause I sold my soul |
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from Jill Sobule - Happy Town (2004)
"Take me back, Take me home, to world that never was.
Cones and Roman Candles in the sky, 4th of July, The dog's crouched in the basement, Dad was still alive, The fading grain of Super 8 Makes everything seem really great, And I look happy as a clam. Take me back, Take me home to the world that never, The world that never, The world that never was. Another birthday party with the braces on my legs, The rented clown made cotton candy and animal balloons, It looks like I had lot's friends, They laugh with me into the lens, And, hey, there's Carol Fango, Before she sliced her wrists. Take me back, Take me home, To the world that never, The world that never, To the world that never.... |
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from Love Touch Vol. 2 (0000)
I caught you watching me
You thought I didn't see By the way that you stared I know there's something there Your smile sometimes shows What you don't want me to know There's a warmth inside your hide (I can feel) That would start a flame Your little secret stays with me (don't you know) I'll never give it away Oh you're too cool to fall in love You're too cool to fall in love Only fools have open hearts You're too cool So distant, so free Pretending mystery Calculating every move Tell me what you got to prove It doesn't matter what we do (no one cares) So why you are still playing safe And don't you know I would give my heart and soul I'm not the one who's afraid Oh you're too cool to fall in love You're too cool to fall in love Only fools have open hearts You're too cool You don't have to act this way Whatcha got to lose I would love to hear you say I do love you Oh you're too cool to fall in love You're too cool to fall in love Only fools have open hearts You're too cool |