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1991
03:56
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We are the products of coincidence
Of non-events
Of 1991.
Rock the record stores and concert halls
We know it all
We rule
Forevermore.
Sing the ballads of the big-haired bands
Throw up your hands
And watch the world move on.
Say goodbye and become the past
The long-lost class of '91, yeah
We were the first and the last and the only
Hearing in surround sound
Seeing in 3-D
We discovered shopping malls.
We invented rock and roll.
We perfected loneliness.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
And all the little emo kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
When the radio's on
But the passion is gone
When the music changes and leaves you
Wherever you are.
We're the fashion victims of coincidence
The consequence
Of 1991.
The pants shrank to microscopic size
Now vacant eyes
They mark us
Dead and gone.
You little fuckers get a few short years
Then check back here
We'll see how far you fell.
'Cause everybody ends up just like this
And no one listens
When you tell 'em
We were the first and the last and the only
Hearing in surround sound
Seeing in 3-D
We discovered cigarettes.
We invented loneliness.
We perfected rock and roll.
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
And all the little indie kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
To be caught unawares
In a musical chairs
When the record stops and leaves you
Wherever you are.
In 1991 they put the first man on the moon.
In 1991 Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
In 1991 some monkeys learned to walk upright.
In 1991 God said, LET THERE BE LIGHT
Wherever you are
I hope you're happier than I am.
And all the little emo kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
And all the little indie kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
And all the little scenester kids
Have no idea how the fuck it is
But they'll learn
How it feels to be lost
Ten years out from your prime
Wondering was it the people?
The place?
Or the time?
In a hole like an outline
Of someone long gone
With a memory that grays to a haze
After '91.
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I never tried as hard as I could
I've seen more than I've understood
Take my father, who came back from the dead
"I needed just one more drink," he said
He sat there reading books
While my mother slowly lost her looks
And even though we were poor
The sun still shined on our door
O Lord! Please come down from the mountain
Some of us are broke and having problems
And everybody knows, that I know what's going on
And if cars could run on teardrops, I'd be long, long gone
I got a plan to get me out of debt
I'm gonna play this superfecta bet
I'm gonna change the pattern of the stars
I'd like to horse-whip all these VCR's
Screw the soft rock and the salad bars
Let's turn our backs on all the movie stars
Let's raise our voices up and sing:
"We are not one with everything"
O Lord! Please come down from the mountain
Some of us are broke and having problems
And everybody knows, that I know what's going on
And if cars could run on teardrops, I'd be long, long gone
Long, long gone
Long, long gone
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There's a trap and I know it, and I'm really glad to know it
And there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string
But in the middle is the end, and I've caught the end lit
And when I touch the beast, he'll eat the ring the lucky ring
I don't know where to take it, but I'm really glad to take it
And remember, if you start to rot then breathe real deep
So I started the maze, started this craze, sucked the tit, ruined my cant, started this rant
Listen, run, then leap.
I don't know why you love me, why you try to trite to do me
But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string
And I watch as you succeed, and my fingers touch to see
And I really want to be you as you open up and sing
There's a moral to my story and a method to my mink
And I know as you crow and my roe begins to glow
That I died so long ago that I'm starting to stink
Don't dismiss me, redress me, tie me up with a bow
'Cause I still breathe the same genius as you.
I'm the same genius as you
I'm the same genius as you, motherfucker
I'm the same genius as you.
Just remember, don't dismember all the care I take
This isn't whimsy or flimsy or my lucky ring
Now it seems I don't exist, I eat a funny cake
But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string
I could kill you in a second, don't ask me when I will
Just remember, don't dismember all the care I take
You used to understand me by adding to the mill
Now it seems I don't exist, and I eat a funny cake
There's nothing to this legend, where were you when it began?
Now every girl I sleep with goes with so and so and so
The minotaur eats the boy and vomits out the man
But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape - watch out below
Don't close your eyes
The same genius as you
I'm the same genius as you
I'm the same genius as you, motherfucker
I'm the same genius as you
Minotaurs eat boys and spit out men.
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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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