1. |
City Of My Dreams
03:36
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Here I sit, broken-hearted
Mourning a life that never even got started
I bought the line
I sold my car
I crawled through tunnels
And I wept in bars
Now I'm gagging on fumes in a cold white cell
And I can't just pretend to enjoy the smell
I'm a ghost, motherfuckers
I'm sick of only seeing the seams
And I want New York City
To go back to being the city of my dreams
Here I sit, broken-hearted
Caged like a hamster in my apartment
Wanna get out, I gotta pay a toll
To the stinkin-ass drunk on the stoop below
But I got nothing for him, I blew it all
On a studio the size of a toilet stall
I'm a ghost, motherfuckers
I'm sick of only seeing the seams
And I want New York City
To go back to being the city of my dreams
I'm a ghost, motherfuckers
Let be be finale of seem
Now I want New York City
To go back to being the city of
The city of my dreams
Iridescent in the morning
Incandescent in the evening
Fill the sky with silver towers rising
If you zoom way out it starts to look just like the smile of a friend
Iridescent in the morning
Incandescent in the evening
So majestic, mighty and magnetic
And I never ever ever want to see it again.
I'm a ghost, motherfuckers
I'm sick of only seeing the seams
And I want New York City
To go back to being the city of
The city of my dreams
Here I sit, broken-hearted
Thinking it's high time that I departed
I breathed your smog
I ate your crumbs
I suffered your fools
And I fed your bums
Now let it be written on the bathroom wall:
I'M GETTING OUT OF THIS SHITHOLE
FUCK YOU ALL
I'm a ghost, motherfuckers
I'm sick of only seeing the seams
And I want New York City
To go back to being the city of my dreams
I'm a ghost, motherfuckers
Let be be finale of seem
Now I want New York City
To go back to being the city of
The city of my dreams.
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2. |
Line In The Dirt
03:15
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There's a bottle on the ocean
There's a pattern in the sand
There's a clock striking twelve and
There's a letter in my hand
There's a line in the dirt
And we all get hurt
In the end
There is gold in the sunset
There is fire in the dawn
There's a hasty ultimatum
And then one of us is gone
There's a queen on my right
Will I prove a knight
Or a pawn?
Don't hold it back
'Cause I won't hold it back
The time is right
Sign
Go on, take my pen and sign
It's all you wanted all your life
Don't hold it back
'Cause I won't hold it back
The time is right
Cry
'Cause I want to hear you cry
In the middle of the night
There's a bottle on the ocean
There's a pattern in the sand
There's a clock striking twelve and
There's a contract in my hand
There's a line in the dirt
And we all get hurt
In the end
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3. |
Happy Black Steamroller
02:26
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Happy black steamroller
Happy black steamroller
Happy black steamroller
Crushed by the happy black steamroller
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4. |
Piece Of Crap
02:04
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This is crap
A piece of crap
I churn it out
I dump it out
You lap it up
You eat it whole
19 dollars for this piece of crap
You'll take it
Pay for me
Make me sexy, buy me groupies
High school kids are stupid you can
Trick them
Use them
Look I'm what you wanted all along
I love this song
How do you do it?
You're so angry
Just like me
You know the pain
Middle-class white rage, yeah
Mom and dad won't let me out past midnight
I'm in Hell
Sell to me
Say you hate me, give me bootlegs
You're official spokesman for my
G-G-G-G-Generation
Talking with your mouth full -
BANG!
This is a wonderful time to be a rock n'roller
Pray that your connections are as good as mine
Watch me put my grocery list to music
Watch it sell a million copies
And the kids find poetry in every line
This is crap
A piece of crap
I churn it out
I dump it out
You lap it up
Swallow it whole
Silly rabbit, you are what you eat
Don't touch me
I know:
I'll get a kickin drum and bass loop
I'll make some noises on a keyboard
Hey back off buddy, I'm an artist
Now I'm on the cutting edge.
YEAH!
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5. |
Put A Little Texas On It
04:25
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Cowboy 1:
You see danger on every side
Heathen strangers with suspicious eyes
And you quake in fear and rage and greed
And threaten to secede
Cowboy 2:
Put a little Texas on it, haw!
Put a little Texas on it
Put a little Texas on it and we'll ride
Singing Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas Texas pride
Put a little Texas on the
Little Texas on your big old Texas heart
All you lovely Texas ladies
We're gonna put a little Texas on your lady parts
Cowboy 1:
Keep your little Texas off my shizz
What the fuck do you think freedom is?
Should it leave you sick, cold, dispossessed?
Abandoned, yet oppressed
Cowboy 2:
Slap a little Texas cross the slot in the ballot box
And seal it up real nice
Then we'll put a little Tex in your science texts
So you know T. Rex hung out with Jesus Christ
Shoot a little Texas up into
The clouds that sail these wide blue Texas skies
And if you mess with Texas
We're gonna put a little Texas right between your Yankee eyes
Cowboy 1:
We would never take your guns away
We may need to put you down one day
When your moment comes, we wouldn't dare
To leave the fight unfair
Cowboy 2:
Put a little -
(gets covid-19)
(coughs)
(goes on a ventilator)
(dies)
Cowboy 1:
Like the bumper stickers on your trucks
We are bound to you, which really sucks
On this issue, friends, we are agreed:
You simply must secede
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7. |
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In a suit at a desk in a daze at the end of an hour and a half and another twenty minutes of the screen orange screen on the screen watch it flicker spelling words fancy words what is fancy what are words where am I?
I am out of order
Sorry for the inconvenience
Be back soon
Thank God you're too cheap to replace me
I get up and it's dark I get home and it's even darker night is to morning is to morning is tonight I go to bed there's a buzzing by the bed and it gets me out of bed and it's dark and it's dark when I get home where am I?
I am out of order
Sorry for the inconvenience
Be back soon
Thank God you're too cheap to replace me
Once I had friends once I had fun once I had life once I had hope once I had hands once I had love once I had mind once I had time once I had me
Now I have a job.
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8. |
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I've got an awful lot of work to do
In my phonebook
Bring it up to date
Got to make sure all my friends are
Listed in my phonebook
Bring it up to date
And you know
It's amazing how the names
Keep on changing.
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9. |
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The breeze picked up and pushed a can
The can rolled down a hill
A bird took wing to dodge the can
And perched on my windowsill.
The windowsill was old and worn
And suddenly gave way
It fell two stories to the ground
On which three kittens lay
The smallest one jumped up and ran
And scared a butterfly
Which left the flower it was on
Just as a bee passed by
The bee lit on the flower
And soon I came along
I didn't see, stepped on the bee
And sure enough was stung ...
I went into convulsions, all my allergies engaged
The neighbors heard me screaming, and an ambulance was paged.
I sat there in emergency, all miserable and sick
Then I saw her across the room - my heart was pumping quick -
I waved for her attention, and she stiffly raised her head
I asked her what the problem was, and this is what she said:
The breeze blew leaves from an old oak tree
And new light from the sun
Shone through the spot the leaves had been
And startled mice to run
The mice ran down the sidewalk
And they hid inside a tree
Bothering a young raccoon
And angering a bee
Which flew out in a rage and stung
The first thing that it found
And there I was, out walking
I crumpled to the ground ...
Her allergies, the same as mine, had left her in this place
Oh, just think - if not for this Spring wind, I'd have never seen her face
That was so many years ago, the day we fell in love
But we don't credit allergies, or providence above
Not rolling cans or frightened mice or angry buzzing bees -
We're just two people swept together by the gently blowing breeze.
And perhaps we're all just brought together by the gently blowing breeze.
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10. |
Northside
05:06
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You come on softly as a spring night
Into honeysuckle silence, blue-white moonlight
And the paper lanterns dim behind us
Strolling down the driveway 'round the block you guide us
Past the Northside gates, the playground swings
Fence cut down so we slip in
Tudor neighborhood
I don't belong here
But I can't help following
Your windswept hair and oversized jeans
Your laughter at the stuff nobody else found funny
And our hands so close they could be touching
Yeah, but I've already done enough trespassing
This may be the one and only time
Watch you like I'm going blind
Padding barefoot on the pebbled pavement
Like it's cool sea foam or silky sand
Ten years nigh
Standing by
Catch my eye
You'll see why
There's a hole in my life where you should be
Some asshole by your side where I should be
Don't waste your time on a dream
Of some boy who's never seen
You barefoot on the Northside playground
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11. |
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I drifted up here, wayward, like a snowflake
And as soon as I arrived, I wished that I was home
But a good friend said, "My man, this is your home now
Thought it might be stark as molten hell, as cold as frozen Nome.
"I know you're stuck a long, long way
From your sweet, warm house in the USA
And cold has more than one way to turn you blue
But here we relieve the inner chill with a choice word or two."
It's always Christmas in Siberia
Santa practically lives in this town
Such a winter wonderland, Siberia
And I never have to take all of my lights down
You know, I used to hate the winter
'Til I moved here, where it's winter all the time
It's been so long, I can't remember summer
Winter's all I know, so it suits me fine.
It's always Christmas in Siberia
Santa practically lives in this town
Such a winter wonderland, Siberia
And I never have to take all of my lights down
(Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow)
(I'm dreaming of a white Christmas)
It's always Christmas in Siberia
Santa practically lives in this town
Such a winter wonderland, Siberia
And I never have to take all of my lights down
It's always Christmas in Siberia, yeah
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12. |
Good Movie
01:41
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This guy named Jesse
He made a movie
He worked for hours
And hours on end
He thought out plot twists
For entertainment value
He wrought a screenplay
And then he filmed and filmed and filmed
You had some money
You bought a camera
You had some candy
Laying around
Your friends came over
You filmed them eating
Threw in some music
And you made art and art and art
And meanwhile Jesse
Was blocking angles
And checking lighting
And buying props
And finding actors
(And dealing with them)
And shooting retakes
And then he spliced and spliced and spliced
But you knew someone
Who knew someone
Who knew someone
Who gave awards
And so you entered
Your friends and candy
It was so brilliant
Of course you won and won and won
And meanwhile Jesse
Made a good movie
It had some action
It had big laughs
It didn't insult
Anyone's intellect
But he didn't become
An establishment superstar
'Cause his film wasn't brilliant like yours
It was not art
It was not art
It was not art.
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13. |
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Where Soars the Silver Surfer?
Where soars the Silver Surfer?
Things never become completely black
Love is all infinite and all unknown
And where the Silver Surfer soars
He always soars there alone
And where soars the Silver Surfer
When the world could be at his feet?
His future still a mystery
And his answers incomplete
And where soars the Silver Surfer
When we need his help the most?
I don't know
I only think about her these days
And wonder why
Love ain't the power
Supreme
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14. |
The Good Parts
03:47
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Take care, it's a long long ride
Take care on the other side
Take care, man, it's cold out there
And when you arrive
I will not be with you
Understand it ain't up to you
Just doing what I gotta do
I don't want you to dwell on this
Ignorance is bliss
So I beg you
Don't you lose your grace or your dignity
Don't you lose one minute of sleep over me
No one ever learns from a broken heart
So may you only remember the good parts
Take care and the tears will dry
Never settle, never sacrifice
Take care knowing I'm aware
Nothing can compare
To the pain you've been through
Understand that you will pull through
Just do what you gotta do
Yeah it sucks, but I must insist
No more good-bye kisses
I beg you
Don't you lose your grace or your dignity
Don't you lose one minute of sleep over me
No one ever learns from a broken heart
So may you only remember the good parts
Remember how it feels to hold somebody
Remember how it feels to touch somebody
Remember how it feels to walk hand in hand
Remember how it feels to hug somebody
Remember how it feels to kiss somebody
Remember how it feels to dance in the sand
Remember how it feels to love somebody
Remember how it feels to know somebody
Remember how it feels to find someone
Believe that you can do it again
Take care, it's a long long ride
Take care on the other side
Take care, man, it's cold out there
And when you arrive
I will not be with you
Understand it ain't up to you
Just doing what I gotta do
I don't want you to dwell on this
Ignorance is bliss
So I beg you
Don't you lose your grace or your dignity
Don't you lose one minute of sleep over me
No one ever learns from a broken heart
So may you only remember the good parts
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15. |
I Quit
04:38
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There are calls to return
There are visits to pay
There are far too many people
Who should just go away
That's it
Now I'm all out of sick time
I don't get paid for OT
There's no such thing as a promotion
And you can't fire me
I quit
This is my womb
This is my doom
This is my tomb
This is my bedroom
With every drip on my head
I learn what it's all about
Well you're my nasty little secret
Now I'm letting you out
Tough shit
And this is where you end up
When you're done laying blame
In a bed all alone
In a puddle of shame
I quit
This is my womb
This is my doom
This is my tomb
This is my bedroom
These are my hopes
These are my dreams
These are my plans
This is my face right here in my hands
This is my doom
This is my tomb
This is my bedroom
This is my womb
This is my doom
This is my tomb
This is my bedroom
You're a shape in the rain
You're a phrase in a note
You're a photo in an album
You're the lump in my throat
I quit
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16. |
"Playboy" Themes
04:40
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17. |
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Puffy-chested law-abiders
Old people and Volvo drivers
Go as slow as you want, but don't waste my time -
Just keep to the right
'Cause the left is mine!
On the highways and the thruways and the byways
There's a hundred-million Mack trucks, and they're all going my way
I guess in trucker school they didn't explain:
If you're gonna do the speed limit, get ou of the fast lane
Old ladies in their blue and grey Mercedes
Rich girls hopping bars in their daddies' new cars
Rock stars, war heroes, presidents and priests:
Everyone's an asshole when they cut in front of me, buddy!
Green means go
Green means go
Green means go go go go go GO!
Fighting is useless, baby
Just play along
Open the window, turn the radio on
There are too many of you
For anyone's good
Hope you brought a nice book 'cause
We're stuck in traffic just like Stevie Winwood.
Puffy-chested law abiders
Old people and Volvo drivers
You're not the only motherfucker on the road
I am!
Brake light, brake light, 1-2-3
The only thing between my home and me
Is a quarter-mile stretch of road
Blocked off by a trailer with an oversized load
Rubbernecker rubbernecker 1-2-3
"The cop is pulled over, but he might catch me"
And all the other Good Samaritans whose lives won't be complete
Unless they see blood splashed on the cold concrete
Fighting is useless, baby
Just play along
Open the window, turn the radio on
There are too many of you
For anyone's good
Hope you packed a nice dinner 'cause
We're stuck in traffic just like Stevie Winwood.
Puffy-chested law abiders
Old people and Volvo drivers
School buses and daydreamers
Truckers, college kids and Beamers
Green means go
Green means go
Green means go go go go go so GO!
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18. |
Cool
06:03
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She tells you of her foremost complaint
Just sit and listen, you're her brand new saint
How she can't have me, and why you are a friend
The nightmare shadow in her head just won't mend
A foil you cannot duplicate, a man you'll never be
You stand before her, but all she sees is me.
You're real and so you're boring
You're real and so you're fat
You're real and so you feel things
You're real and who wants that?
You're real and so you love her
You're real that's where I sat
You're real she won't remember
You're real and who wants that?
I am all she wanted, I am all she saw
Mephisto and godzilla all naked on the floor
I'm in the past, but I am all important
I sipped her brandy blood and make you impotent
I had a way of tossing back my hair
You do it too but she will never care
I'd tell her to forget me, but I am not around
I am legend now, and you are on the ground.
You're gone because you wanted
You're gone 'cause you held back
You're gone because you told her
You're gone in favor of a ghost
You're gone and I am sorry
You're gone it's tit for tat
You're gone 'cause I was too cool
I apologize for that, yeah
I am all she wanted, I am all she saw
Mephisto and godzilla all naked on the floor
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19. |
You're Making Me Nervous
04:28
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Glass one:
The future's begun over cheap wine
You're busting out all of your best lines
I don't think you're funny
But I'll squeeze out some laughter
To hold off disaster
Glass two:
Don't ask what I do in my spare time
I know you don't care about my spare time
Uncomfortable silence
Did you kick me on purpose?
You're making me nervous
You're making me nervous
Trying to get to know me from the inside out
Stop groping me with questions
Picking at my doubts
Oh my God, you're making me nervous
You're making me nervous, yeah
Glass three:
Don't get up to pee
I won't be here when you reappear
You're not special enough for the special
You ordered too much now
We're going it dutch now
And don't ask if this was a date
And please don't ask me if I would rate the experience
A budding romance
Or at least more fun than cancer
You won't like my answer
You're making me nervous
Trying to get to know me from the inside out
Stop groping me with questions
Picking at my doubts
Oh my God, you're making me nervous
You're making me nervous, yeah
You're making me nervous
Staring at me sideways with your shifty eyes
Why can't we cut our losses
Skip right to goodbyes
Oh my God, you're making me nervous
You're making me nervous, yeah
You, me
And issues for three
Now it's clear you're
The key to the lock on the door of
My 7-11
Like Woody and Previn
A match made in Heaven
You're making me nervous
You're making me nervous
You're making me nervous
You're making me nervous
You're making me nervous
Trying to get to know me from the inside out
Stop groping me with questions
Picking at my doubts
Oh my God, you're making me nervous
You're making me nervous, yeah
You're making me nervous
Staring at me sideways with your shifty eyes
Why can't we cut our losses
Skip right to goodbyes
Oh my God, you're making me nervous
You're making me nervous, yeah
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20. |
Didn't Think So
03:46
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If I went away, would it make you sad?
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21. |
Congratulations
04:39
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Congratulations
You almost made it
You asked for nothing
You got me now
Don't go
It's too wet and cold
Now it's getting late
And it looks like snow
I could play it straight
I could be a man
I could set it straight
Yes I know I can
Oh God, I have broken my staunch code of honor
You're free to move on, so walk out if you wanna
But if you stick with me, I swear I won't do this again
Congratulations
You almost made it
You asked for nothing
You got me now
Don't go
In this bitter storm
Home may not be sweet
But it's dry and warm
You've long since forgotten what it was about me
So pack and unpack but if you can't get out
When your life is a shambles, you'll never be ready to go
Congratulations
You almost made it
You asked for nothing
You got me now
Don't go
Don't go
It's too wet and cold
Now it's getting late
And it looks like snow
I could be a man
I could play it straight
Not on a red-eye flight
Gone without a trace
No ribbon, no rose, no tuxedoed presenters
When you win the contest that no one else enters
So don't play the victim
You're here 'cause you want me to break you
Like my bullshit code of honor
Congratulations
You almost made it
You asked for nothing
You got me now
Don't go.
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22. |
Stick Around
03:50
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It's on
The long night is ending
It's off
You can't keep defending him
That douche
He drove you right into my arms
Now hold on
I'm not telling you to hate him
I'm wrong
If I give an ultimatum now
But how long
Do I have to be the other guy?
I've lived so long off of nothing
I'm choking on all this something
Alone ain't fun, but it's easy
I don't need this now
Phone rings
You don't have to get it, you can
Hang up
Before you regret it, c'mon
Don't cry
Just call me and forget it
'Til he beeps in
Man, he's never gonna let it go
Now hold on
I'm not telling you to hate him
I know I'm gone
If I give an ultimatum now
But how long
Do I have to be the big man?
I've lived so long off of nothing
I'm choking on all this something
Alone ain't fun, but it's easy
I don't need this now
All rise
This court is now in session
It's the case of The People
vs. Your Weird Obsession
With an ex-boyfriend
Who plays it sober and repentant
When it's crystal fucking clear
He's just a desperate codependent
And your best friend boomerangs
From jealousy to pity
Yeah, she thinks this is an episode
Of "Sex and the City"
And the harmless boys at work
Are all like, "Isn't it ironic
What she'll let me get away with
When she thinks it's all platonic"
While I hate it here in Limbo
And I wish that you would hurry
I'm aware my feelings are
The least of anybody's worries
I'm not doing this for points
I don't need you to be flattered
I just know whose opinion
Is the only one that matters
So
I'll stick around
'Til you make up your mind
I'll stick around
I'll wait for you to call
I'll stick around
I've lived so long off of nothing
I'm choking on all this something
Alone ain't fun, but it's easy
I don't need this now
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23. |
Stepping On My Shadow
02:46
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I can see us in the setting sun
The sidewalks here go on and on
And now I walk them all alone
Looking for... I don't know
Every pool of light I stumble through
Makes my insides burn with deja vu
But no streetlight shines bright as you
I'm stepping on my shadow.
We walked until this place was home
The sidewalks here go on and on
We'd float above them hand in hand and
Ignore the world below
But all I touch comes crashing down
Now I miss you as much as I hate this town
But I stop my feet from touching ground
By stepping on my shadow.
Where are you? Where are you tonight?
Where are you tonight?
Every car that passes sighs this song
And the sidewalks here go on and on
I could walk till I forget the words
But the melody will never go
I'm midnight cold and asphalt black
I'm empty as a sidewalk crack
And I keep you always at my back
I'm stepping on my shadow.
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24. |
Skyscape - WCDB Jingle
00:35
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25. |
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Last night I took a walk after dark
A swingin' place called Palisades Park
To have some fun and see what I could see
That's where the girls are
I took a ride on a shoot the chute
That girl I sat beside was awful cute
And after while she was holdin' hands with me
My heart was flyin' up like a rocket ship
Down like a roller coaster
Fast like a loop-the-loop
And around like a merry go round
We ate and ate at a hot dog stand
We danced around to a rockin' band
And when I could, I gave that girl a hug
In the tunnel of love
You'll never know how great a kiss can feel
When you stop at the top of a Ferris wheel
When I fell in love down at Palisades Park
We ate and ate at a hot dog stand
We danced around to a rockin' band
And when I could, I gave that girl a hug
In the tunnel of love, oh
You'll never know how great a kiss can feel
When you stop at the top of a Ferris wheel
When I fell in love down at Palisades Park
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26. |
O Death
04:12
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O Death
Sew up my eyes and steal my breath
O Death
Do it now
Oh, my soul
So unremarkable and small
Oh, my soul
Do it now
Oh, exist
Oh Lord above, You must exist
So You can feel my teeth and fists
Here I come
Oh I'll be coming soon for You
To wring an answer out of You
To tear You, broken, from Your throne
To grind sweet justice from Your bones
And if You truly reign on high
You better pray I never die
Oh, my soul
So unremarkable and small
Oh, my soul
Do it now
O Death
Sew up my eyes and steal my breath
O Death
Do it now
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27. |
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Could have been an evergreen
So full of promise
Flower in the winter
Gone before the crocuses
Growing at a future
Smelling like a summer
Withered out from under me
Leaving just an empty bed.
Wake me in the springtime
I'm sick of waiting
Itchy feet and hangups
I'm suffocating
Everything is too good
I'm gonna wreck it
Gonna make it gonna make it gonna make it gonna make it
Cold little hands, heavy eyelids
Drooping slowly
Dim in the December glow
The shift and blink of
Lights, yellow, blue
Red like months in
Sequence always
Right in their place
In their rhythm
Please, don't stop it.
Funny how I'm in love
As soon as you're not
Blow another phone call
Playing "guess what":
Guess what I'm thinking
Guess what we're doing here
Guess what? It's over
Happy fucking New Year
Could have been an evergreen
So full of promise
Flower in the winter
Gone before the crocuses
Growing at a future
Smelling like a summer
Withered out from under me
Leaving just an empty bed.
Cold little hands, heavy eyelids
Drooping slowly
Dimming the December glow
The shift and blink of
Nine months gone by
I don't even know you now
June and July
Could have been
All ours
But somehow
It's halfway through September.
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Soul Food For White People
Mike, Jed, and Chris ordered the sliced turkey breast with side orders and soda. I got the chicken pot pie. They got the baked beans, but I got the tortellini salad and stuffing covered with hot gravy. The smell of beans hit me like wet steam when I reached the table. The beans and bean juice were red. We talked and we ate this food so hard we started to sweat. We talked about the rock stars we hate. Jed had to watch his language because there were children in Boston Rotisserie Chicken.
Outside was an old couple walking a brown and white dog. The dog jaggers as it smells other dogs' urine. It's really old. They expected it to die last winter. They watch it walk proudly. The dog ignores them, sniffing dry papers on the ground. Its thick pawskin grabs the pavement at each step. It's hot out. The old couple is so proud of their dog outside of Boston Rotisserie Chicken.
Mike and Jed and Chris and I fall back from the table, and we walk out. The best feeling after your stomach is stretched like a full wineskin is putting your hand under your shirt and rubbing your full stomach.
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There's a great big hole in the sky above the North Pole
Opened by a bullet that was fired from the Grassy Knoll
Ripped out wide by the spray of the brain
And the blood and the bone that was something Cobain
And the hole in the sky is a hole into Hell
D.B. Cooper jumped in and he fell and he fell
Now he rots in the silt 23 fathoms down
With a hundred unsinkable ships.
Swing it back and forth
Until we find magnetic north
Hollow Earth lit up by a tiny sun
The sun spins around at night - look up, I can prove it now -
Those are not stars, those are Chinese lights
There's a great big hole in the sky above the North Pole
Opened by a bullet that was fired from the Grassy Knoll
Like a mirror image of a crack in the equator
Full of arsenic, Hawaiian Punch and sewer alligators
And the hollow Earth is a ball of fire tonight
And the future is bright in this nuclear light
It shines like the Hope Diamond.
And the hollow Earth overflows with lemon drops
And we're jumping like bugs in a microwave
Dancing and twitching and why? Because we're supposed to.
Swing it back and forth
Until we find magnetic north
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30. |
Across A Thunderstorm
04:37
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I reach for you across a thunderstorm
Two hundred miles
Bottle a message and I wish it on
Two hundred miles
This is the closest I can come to praying
The letters slip between the drops of rain
And through the dark they wend their faithful way
Two hundred miles
I try to count the times I've dreamed of you
In twenty years
I try to name something that hasn't changed
In twenty years
And as I sigh and set aside my phone
The handset tingles and begins to glow
I don't believe my heart has beaten so
In twenty years
Across a thunderstorm there is a hand
I need to hold
Across a thunderstorm there is a hand
You need to hold
See by the lightning the connection we were born to make
No time, no distance, and no power under Heaven can break
Not even twenty years
A thousand thousand raindrops
And two hundred miles
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31. |
Dream Big Enough For Two
04:33
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Curtains up
On the downbeat of your song
Command performer
Fielding encores at the bar
Dreamers wishing on your star
In the spotlight
Of unfamiliar eyes
You dance and shine
And you reflect 'em like the moon
The moving center of the room
Where I hitched my heart
To the darkest star
On my Walk of Fame
Leave a handprint by your name
And I'll stay right here
'Til you reappear
I can wait for you
I dream big enough for two
Will the cliffhanger ending
Of this night
See us together?
Or will you dissolve away
Twist it like a chapter play
In this lonely, darkened
Theater of absurd
Here's my hand
I have seen you unrehearsed
At your wildest, at your worst
Still I hitched my heart
To the darkest star
On my Walk of Fame
Leave a handprint by your name
And I'll stay right here
'Til you reappear
I can wait for you
I dream big enough for two
An orrery of wannabes
In orbit, trying to think of ways
To fit you for a pedestal
Or buy you for a drink
But you don't have to offer anything
To pack 'em out the door
And you don't have to leave 'em laughing
To leave 'em wanting more
Curtains up
On the downbeat of your song
Command performer
Fielding encores at the bar
Scenesters wishing on your star
In the spotlight
Of unfamiliar eyes
You dance and shine
And you reflect 'em like the moon
The moving center of the room
Where I hitched my heart
To the darkest star
On my Walk of Fame
Leave a handprint by your name
And I'll stay right here
'Til you reappear
I can wait for you
I dream big enough for two.
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I got so lost in thoughts of you
I missed the F at 2nd Avenue
I came in from the rain
And heard it pull away
I stepped back out into the street
And with the Bowery beneath my feet
I squint to see it as it was
When this neighborhood was yours
It never seemed so distant
All that's clear is: something's missing
New York City is a little less warm tonight
It's a little less cool tonight
And New York City is a little less kind tonight
And a little less rockin' tonight
Debbie's hanging on the phone
Danny's speechless
And hey, hey, Arty's home
And somewhere out beyond the blue
We shine a spotlight star for you
While on the streets below
We wander slow, already lonely
New York City is a little less warm tonight
It's a little less cool tonight
And New York City is a little less kind tonight
And a little less rockin' tonight
I still get lost in thoughts of you
And in those moments, I know what to do:
I put my headphones on
And you are never really gone
Do you remember Hullaballoo?
Upbeat, Shindig and Ed Sullivan too
You know that I remember you
Yes I still fuckin remember
New York City is a little less cold tonight
It's a little less lame tonight
And New York City is a little less cruel tonight
New York City, let's rock tonight
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33. |
Northside (acoustic)
05:07
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You come on softly as a spring night
Into honeysuckle silence, blue-white moonlight
And the paper lanterns dim behind us
Strolling down the driveway 'round the block you guide us
Past the Northside gates, the playground swings
Fence cut down so we slip in
Tudor neighborhood
I don't belong here
But I can't help following
Your windswept hair and oversized jeans
Your laughter at the stuff nobody else found funny
And our hands so close they could be touching
Yeah, but I've already done enough trespassing
This may be the one and only time
Watch you like I'm going blind
Padding barefoot on the pebbled pavement
Like it's cool sea foam or silky sand
Ten years nigh
Standing by
Catch my eye
You'll see why
There's a hole in my life where you should be
Some asshole by your side where I should be
Don't waste your time on a dream
Of some boy who's never seen
You barefoot on the Northside playground
Ten years nigh
Standing by
Catch my eye
You'll see why
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Jed Davis Syracuse, New York
Song designer; founding member of The Hanslick Rebellion, Skyscape, Collider; oblivious to genre, trends and the passage of time.
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