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| 1. |
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I set my hand to writing you
It drifted off the page I sold my one vision For a piece of the cake I haven't ate in days For unspoken value Aesthetic, and charm I'd smile at you sideways But the lighting is wrong I'm taking a picture And counting the cost While the bells in my ears Keep ringing I set my hand to writing you It drifted off the page I nearly fell I feel like a lowlife in hell And I haven't slept in days And days, days and days Beat on my Fender Through my Gemini 2 Play to the posters On the wall of my room Thought I was crazy When I'd think about you And the bells in my ears Keep ringing And the bells in my ears Keep ringing In my ear bells Are ringing |
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| 2. |
| 2:19 |
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Oh Denis doo-be-do
I’m in love with you, Denis doo-be-do I’m in love with you, Denis doo-be-do I’m in love with you Denis Denis, oh with your eyes so blue Denis Denis, I’ve got a crush on you Denis Denis, I’m so in love with you Oh when we walk it always feels so nice And when we talk it seems like paradise Denis Denis I’m so in love with you You’re my king and I’m in heaven every time I look at you When you smile it’s like a dream And I’m so lucky ’cause I found a boy like you Denis Denis, oh won’t you hold me tight? Denis Denis, please can we kiss all night? Denis Denis, I’m so in love with you Denis Denis, avec tes yeux si bleux Denis Denis, moi j’ai flashe a nous deux Denis Denis, un grand baiser d’eternite Denis Denis, je suis si folle de toi Denis Denis, oh embrasse-moi ce soir Denis Denis, un grand baiser d’eternite Oh Denis doo-be-do I’m in love with you, Denis doo-be-do I’m in love with you, Denis doo-be-do I’m in love with you |
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| 3. |
| 2:49 |
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Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway,
leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun (back next monday). And our friends are at the airport... Cousin Bill says, "enjoy the water sports". As we fly into the mystery the film comes on and the Earth recedes. Several hours out - 20 minutes south of Bermuda. The communication's gone - something has to be so wrong. And it must be Jesus calling... The silver ship, the blue sea falling. Death was in that poison wave and in it's gulf a fitting grave. The coast guard said they might be found... They know just where the plane went down. |
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| 4. |
| 3:04 |
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Don't look in here, yeah.
Sundown finds him out of town on the overpass, his inner self glued to his .22. Dirty metal in the speed of night, lights and broken glass. My heart can destroy all I see. Moving streets all make me lonely Come to me and be mine only I can hide us far from sight But you must wait and I must fight this nothingness. Walls, I see my little room, I hear my parent's friends. I hope that my actions make amends I would like to kill for love but I don't know how Here I lie so high above the crowd. Busy streets all make me lonely Come to me and be mine only I can move us through the night But you must wait and I must fight this emptiness Black top burns with silent screams Others stop my dreams Lightning Crash! Crash! Crash! Fear causes some to live, others die real cool I died in the evening after school Be mine only Be my own Be mine only Be my own |
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| 5. |
| 2:03 |
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Although I'm young I got a job to do. Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe. Call it a business trip. Got to hide inside my trenchcoat and be clever . I got my papers and a cyanide pill. My polaroid's a taser in disguise. There's a base in the hills, and the wheat fields looks like Kansas in November. Astrovia, sweet comrade, your nation is your gun. Your love reads like the broken code you sent me. One last contact in red square, unless I have to run and the long arms of the K.G.B. detect me. Can't trust a soul, secret messenger, just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain and a cool .45. The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange. I.C.B.M. Bang! Bang! You're dead! No one left to worry. Kiss me quick, now I have to hurry. Our last contact in red square, unless I have to run and the long arms of the C.I.A. detect me. Hey! Hey! Hey! |
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| 6. |
| 2:43 |
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Was it destiny?
I don’t know yet Was it just by chance? Could this be kismet? Something in my consciousness told me you’d appear Now I’m always touched by your presence dear When we play at cards you use an extra sense It’s really not cheating, you know? You can read my hand I’ve got no defense When you send your messages, whispered loud and clear I’m always touched by your presence dear Floating pass the evidence of possibilities We could navigate together psychic frequencies Coming into contact with outer entities We could entertain each one with our theosophies Stay awake at night and count your REM’s When you’re talking with your super friends Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere I am still in touch with your presence dear I am still in touch with your presence dear |
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| 7. |
| 2:18 |
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I'm on E.
I'm on E. I'm on E. Got nothin' to say. I used to have a car of my own. I'm on E. I'm on E. I'm on E for England. Laid out for maybe a week. I've walked my feet to the bone. I'd give my life for a car of my own. I'm on E. I'm on E. Two weeks ago saturday I was on TV. I'd like a show of my own. But you see I'm still on E even though everything is happening to me. So when your drivin' on home don't regret your loan. I'm on E. I'm on E. I gave my car to a guy named Vinnie. I feel like gassin' my feet. They've totalled (?) and skipped a beat. I used to have a car of my own. 28 or 58. Walking to refrigerator. To the pump, do the bump. Still on E, I'll think of something. I'm on E and I'm on E. I'll never have to stop my feet. 28 or 58. Walking to refrigerator. To the pump, do the bump. Still on E, I'll think of something. I'm on E and I'm on E. I'll never have to fill my feet up. |
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| 8. |
| 2:53 |
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You got ants in your pants.
I don't understand. I don't trust the flick of your eyes. You're a viper and love's a fever. You said something profane and went for a vein but in spite of your "delicate touch", I should have known as much: I'm a bleeder. I didn't have the nerve to say no. I didn't have the nerve to say no. You caught me surprised and my will resigned. Torture the minds of them all. You're a brain drain, you'd better beat it. I'm following lines. The blind leads the blind. So hang me or grant me a stay. You better cut me loose or hand me a noose. There's no end to the problem of a bad situation. Complication. No, no, no, no, ah. There's no end to the problem and frustration. I need a vacation. No, no, no, no, ah. And I know I couldn't. And I know that I couldn't say no. |
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| 9. |
| 2:29 |
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We fell in love
Down at the pier You were sunbathing I was around Soon we were sharing A beer We fell in love At the pier I'm no sentimental slob So don't think I'm queer You got somethin', baby And it ain't just my beer Well, maybe it's the hot pants Maybe the heat Or was it the sneakers You kicked off your feet? Hey! I sat under my umbrella To keep my pearly skin You tanned your oily body Looking like sin Well, soon I was sweatin' And I wanted to leave You slipped into the water From too much grease Whoo! Well, I saw you yelling I just couldn't hear So I screamed back at ya: "Honey, keep the beer!" Whoah! We never consummated Our outside love affair Too much tar and water Too much hot air Oh, what a tragic end To love that was lost We would have stood a chance If we met in the frost, but... We fell in love Down at the pier You were sunbathing I was around Now I go to beaches With my girlfriend Now no more love splinters In my rear end |
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| 10. |
| 2:56 |
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Eyes that tell me "baby, you don't need no invitation".
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move. I can see me in the morning; losing my direction, deep inside my overcoat, looking for the door. I don't wanna stay with you. I just wanna play with you. One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead. You think you're pretty, well, so do I. You came to me but, passion eyes, got no imagination to clutter up my head. Eyes that mirror innocence and cannot sense the changes. Lets have another drink, dear, before we get deranged. I can see me in the morning; avoiding your detection, slowly down the staircase, looking for the door. All is fair in love and war but I don't want your love no more. One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead. You're fragile and you're very green, conditioned by a milk machine. Got no imagination. Got no imagination. No. Take a walk, kid. Eyes that tell me "baby, you don't need no invitation". Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move. I can see me in the morning; losing my direction, deep inside my overcoat, footsteps for the door. |
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| 11. |
| 2:38 |
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Uh hey! You've got an unnerving face and twitching eyes like Norman Bates.
You got a cigarette, eye on a mirror. Farm boy brown gas station sweeper. You took that girl, you put the saddle on her. Just thirteen, she's her daddy's apple, and she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh-huh. Uh hey! Your daddy's Whiskey Sam. He's got bloodshot eyes like Ray Milland. Playin' solitaire, your mother fidgets. You wanna be rich but you won't dig ditches. She bitches like a brat. She got the money. People breaking their necks and she thinks it's funny. Where's your old man now? Nobody's home, uh-huh. Kidnapper. Uh hey! They call you Skinny Jim and nobody knows the boat you're in. They dipped your tail when you were back in school. Well, you're a real strange cake but your nobody's fool. So you took that girl and you put the saddle on her. Just thirteen. She's fresh out of diapers and she don't know your the kidnapper, uh-huh. |
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| 2:29 |
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You know he can't be tested.
He can't be read or found. Urban gray takes breath away. He wants to push his pedal to the ground. And the night's what's right. Puts him at the wheel. Well, I eat danger. Any stranger is all right. Feel hot to go like Jimmy O. Dodging flying objects at the show. And the lights make me fight. In Detroit 442... Maybe, baby, I could ride with you. This town's a concrete factory and dad and mom look just like me. I'm on the plant assembly line. Too late now. Too far behind! You said you wanna hang around. No one really cares where you go. Take your time. Things never change. In Detroit 442 maybe baby I could ride with you. One more to market, one more piggie, and they all, they all look just like me, yeah. |
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| 13. |
| 4:33 |
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All the way down do it.
Another way down. Why, yeah. What do you know huh? I seen you skip that cautious lip. Now tell me this through that cautious lip. You can be bit as I make you it. I seen you skip that cautious lip. A chance you'll fit that cautious lip. It's just these things, not really gifts. It's just these things, not really gifts. I seen you skip that cautious lip. I seen you skip that cautious lip, but never miss my bouncing hips. A girl so sweet. A love so strong. I seen you skip, I see you tip. You can be bit as I make you it. I seen you skip that cautious lip. Ah I seen you skip that cautious lip. Ah. Cautious lip cautious lip. You can be bit. I'll make you it. I seen you skip. Cautious lip. Change your fit. Skip of the lip. Oh oh not really get. Skip lip oh oh arggghhhhh ah ah! Whats going on? No way. |
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| 14. |
| 3:59 |
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Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out to be a thing of the past Seemed like the real thing, only to find Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind Once I had a love and it was divine Soon found out I was losin' my mind Seemed like the real thing, but I was so blind Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind In between What I find is pleasin' and I'm feelin' fine Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind If I fear I'm losin' you, it's just no good You teasin' like you do Once I had a love and it was a gas Soon turned out to be a thing of the past Seemed like the real thing, only to find Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind Lost inside Adorable illusion and I cannot hide I'm the one you're usin', please don't push me aside We could've made it cruisin', yeah 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-la-la-la-la, yeah, ridin' high On love's true bluish lie Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Once I had a love and it was a gas Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass Seemed like the real thing, only to find Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh |
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| 3:11 |
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We took too long to park the car
Ran across the street into the bar Your face said it was four o'clock I closed my eyes and hear a shot The traffic lights were much too hot I walked my eyes around the block Purple shadows were so thin I had to close my eyes again I didn't know they were important to you I thought their faces were a poster Natural things, scenery You showed me your kind of madness Saw sound slipping silently Time passenger to future shock I closed my eyes and saw you drop |
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| 16. |
| 2:21 |
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Poet's problem, patron's sin, puts me in the place I'm in.
Passion's letter, poison pen, on these two things I can depend. You will write your number, that's not all. I will not be there when you call. I think I'll do a line and then again... Dirty dealer's school of thought. An armchair for the strength you've lost. The TV set's been on all night. You were wrong and I was right. You will write your number on the wall. I will not be there when you call. I think I'll do a line and then again... |
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| 2:34 |
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You know he can't be tested.
He can't be read or found. Urban gray takes breath away. He wants to push his pedal to the ground. And the night's what's right. Puts him at the wheel. Well, I eat danger. Any stranger is all right. Feel hot to go like Jimmy O. Dodging flying objects at the show. And the lights make me fight. In Detroit 442... Maybe, baby, I could ride with you. This town's a concrete factory and dad and mom look just like me. I'm on the plant assembly line. Too late now. Too far behind! You said you wanna hang around. No one really cares where you go. Take your time. Things never change. In Detroit 442 maybe baby I could ride with you. One more to market, one more piggie, and they all, they all look just like me, yeah. |
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