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And liars got that corner now
And they've got flyers everywhere With ex-school treasures for hire And whitesnake riffs dressed up like Sid Viscosity Sid Viscosity As lice is living in your practice room couch You're not the only one who's doing without Daddy doctor's son punk rocker shouts "Dad the A.C.'s broke in our hardcore Punk rock vacation, vacation rehearsal house" Now, now, now Now, now, now Now, now, now We'll get right on, that, I'm sure it's just the thermostat We'll get right on, that, I'll buy your band a few twelve packs But your mother wants her bracelets back Clack, clack, clack Clack, clack, clack |
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My heart it sits inside me
It don't know we said good bye You see it's having trouble feeling good The way it did, the way it should I know it knows that something's wrong It hears me play these awful songs Its having trouble feeling good The way it did, the way it should My heart it sits inside me It don't realizes we said goodbye It's having trouble feeling good The way it did the way it should I know it knows that something's wrong It hears me play these wretched songs Its having trouble feeling good The way it did, the way it should |
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Wrong to say that I am giving up
Right to say that I ain't showing up I've got pictures at my home And doors that transform me alone Sunny days should leave a message on my phone I don't think I'm gonna miss you much For I've got dials and knobs soft to the touch All your lectures will become Converted into static hum Sunny days should leave a message on my phone Ode to sleep perchance to dream To live again those joyous scenes The laughter and the follies that Are locked away inside my head |
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To be clean out of money
But with four healthy limbs Could drive any body to name their kid Kim I swear I'll never name my kid Kim We met at a party I was drunk and smoking cloves I really just needed a ride back to town No I dont smoke cloves anymore And so she explains her theory Her feet propped on new pillows And her roommate behind her playing bongos Kim you bore me to death You bore me to death |
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Ride your bike all night and give your heart a break
And give your head a shove and fuck that Subject love, you'll get another chance someday Ride your bike 'till dawn and keep your lantern on Computers in the sun, not one with power on All alone and no one's won. For the dishwasher who rides home late tonite It will be alright just get to sleep tonite, You'll get another chance someday. |
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We won't forget
We won't forget We won't forget We won't forget And soon you will forget What it was like Before your brand new mind But behave, and be brave And of course this don't sound right but I'll try to paint my better life Yeah we'll try to paint the rope whirl and the tire swing and the warm evenings and mom washing the dishes and my sister talking to the dog and the sound of the combine in the distance |
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He's on the street
He's got him beat They're at the stoplight They're laughing at him They want to know What's the deal with the surfboard? The beach is nearly two hours away from here And why have you been cruising up and down this street all day But he just ignores them And revs his engine Then the the light turns green Oh yeah he's a... Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug Sikh in a baja volkswagon bug |
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"well let me heip you in here so you can rest by my fire. so strong cold out here."
"thank ya, it has been a cold winter, hasn't it." "yip." " there was ice this morning early when i left the house. i seen it on the ditches as i passed." "yip" "i said to myself, Jack Frost has been here." "he sure has. can you make it?" "yes sir, i can make it." |
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put out the word we need a new taster
there's one king left and so much food to eat the interception by the last one was absolute professionalism if he's laying there saying he's sorry tell him it's o.k we learn this way taster, you're the automatic saint ... rival sabotage a bad pot of duck stew with just one breath left he warned the dinner crew selfless line of work the word that comes to mind with me is selflessness If he's laying down saying he's sorry tell him it's o.k. we learn this way taster, you’re the automatic saint taster, you’re the automatic saint taster, you’re the automatic one........... |
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on the telephone all morning
it's been awhile since i talked to you your voice, it transferred sweet i wish forever, i could talk to you of course i blame that guy tom i'm sure he talked you into doing it although i'm sorry he is dead if you go too, i'll kill him again and again keep trying them tapes and the records i'd thought you want them over anything this conversation is hard for me and it's stupid but we have to do it you drove your car into a moving train you held each other heading for the end then you say it went blank now here you are with just a few days left keep trying them tapes and the records i'd thought you want them over anything this conversation is hard for me and it's stupid but we have to do it |
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