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It was in the winter of my fiftieth year
When it hit me I was really alone And there wasn’t a hell a lot of time left Every laugh and touch that I could get Became more important Strangely, I became more bookish And my home and study meant more to me As I considered the circumstances of my death I wanted to find a balance between joy and dignity On my way out Above all, I didn’t want to take any more s#*t Not from anybody |
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| 2. |
| 3:00 |
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I want to fuck her on the floor
Among my books of ancient lore So I will make a full report I got a Nazi Girlfriend It’s not the four-inch heels she wears It’s not her baby-fine blond hair It’s more the desert in her stare I’ve got a Nazi Girlfriend She’s not the colt That she once was She’s elegant But youth is lost Still she has ways to make me talk I love you Nazi Girl Her French is perfect So’s her butt She wears two crosses Tangled up She’s independent She’s not dumb Tough little Nazi Girl So now I’ve fucked her on the floor Among my books of ancient lore And I have made a full report About a Nazi Girl |
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| 3. |
| 5:21 |
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Rapper standing on the corner
Wrappers flying in the wind Waitress up from Alabama Can’t believe the cold she’s in And me, I’m sitting in my castle On the verge of a divorce And if I haven’t got a hassle I’ll create my own, of course Still I gotta live with my feelings But I know about science too And fame and death and money And what they do to you And I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B I bought about a hundred candles I’m burnin’ em both night and day I’m sleepin’ when I should be eatin’ Cryin’ when I should be gay My girlfriend’s warm and loves me She’s knockin’ but she can’t get in I’m a product of the paranoia Of the age I’m in And I am gonna need a miracle I’m really gonna need a miracle I’m really gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B I see the students out my window They’re walking in their student clothes Eatin’ books and information To make their understanding grow But this much I understand It’s hard to be an empty man But since I gave `em every part of me I ain’t free And I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B . |
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| 4. |
| 4:15 |
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Her skin is copper and her voice is Spanish red
Her vibe is golden ‘till her anger kills it dead She wants the world to see A body rich in harmony A mouth cruel as death She rides a fantasy she hasn’t tested yet She looks in every mirror to check her silhouette The turning heads The honking horns Gave proof to her Since she was born That love is her game She loves me, Miss Argentina Though she hides behind her smile She runs free, Miss Argentina Dripping blood With lots of style She loves to stay in bed and watch the movies play She wants a husband who will worship and obey The moods that she enjoys like children’s’ games and football toys She laughs without shame She likes the military and the Rolling Stones Her little brother has a T-shirt from Ramones She’s shy and sensitive and doesn’t know the tougher games But boy can she love She’s easy, Miss Argentina A masterpiece without a frame She runs free, Miss Argentina But Venus is a dangerous game She saves my spirit with a humanistic light She’s greedy, lazy and impossible to like She dresses sexually And she’s afraid of many things Like being alone She’s back with mother now She’s over twenty-five I tried to keep her, but she buried me alive In love and birth and jealousy And every emotion totally freed Screaming at once But she loves me, Miss Argentina While she hides behind her smile She runs free, Miss Argentina Dripping blood with lots of style She’s lovely, Miss Argentina A masterpiece without a frame She’s easy, Miss Argentina But Venus is a dangerous game . |
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| 5. |
| 1:02 |
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Watching the cat sleep on my pillows
Afraid to get close to anyone and afraid not to The need of all creatures to be warmed and touched The girls who want dads I think the writing is eating up myself Preventing any togetherness with anyone Hurting and recycling people over and over again How much longer? How many more? I held her in my arms and I didn't want to realize She was putting her life in my hands |
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| 6. |
| 4:36 |
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When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the shivers all over me Shivers down my backbone I get the shakes in the thighbone Shivers in my knee bone Shakin' all over Just the way you say goodnight to me There's a feeling on the side of me Shivers down my backbone I got the shakes in my thighbone Shivers in my kneebone Shakin' all over Just the way you say goodnight to me Brings a feeling I'm inside of me Shivers down my backbone I've got the shakes in my thighbone Oh shivers in my knee bone I'm shakin' all over I'm shakin' all over I'm shakin' all over When you're moving right up close to me That's when I get the shivers all over me Just the way you say goodnight to me Brings a feeling outside of me I'm shakin' all over I'm shakin' all over I'm shakin' all over |
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| 4:57 |
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Alone with the phone again
The deepening light seeps in my mind I'm desperate to hear a voice Can this really be my choice? I'm fifty and I'm tricky And I'm sick of being alone You're twenty-five and pretty But you're old enough to know That actions form a pattern And the heart's the last to know And I'm waitin' for another friend Callin' long distance again My mind is an antique room There's overstuffed chairs and carpets too Where nobody ever comes It's a good place to run away from And I'm runnin' from a love With every step I take And if I can fall for you then From the last one I am saved And it's a cold grey wet December Shity shity day And I'm waitin' for another friend Calling long distance again You're dark and your French voice is lovely And you're bright eyes light the receiver across the miles I'm listening close and I'm hoping To learn love, but I don't know how Calling long distance again Calling long distance again I'm calling long distance again Calling long distance again |
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| 8. |
| 4:24 |
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From the drip drip drip of the teardrops
To the chink chink chink of the cash To the end end end of the friendships To the wack wack wack of the bash Corruption corruption corruption Rules my soul Corruption corruption corruption Rules my soul From the tick tick tick of your time’s up To the yes yes yes of ‘I’ll sell’ From the fact fact fact of the souless To the pact pact pact with hel l Corruption corruption corruption Rules my soul Corruption corruption corruption Chills my bones Corruption corruption corruption Rules my soul Corruption corruption corruption Chills my bones From the scream scream scream of the babies To the retch retch retch of the youth From the lie lie lie of the righteous To the lost lost lost way I feel Corruption corruption corruption Rules my bones Corruption corruption corruption Chills my bones Corruption corruption corruption Rules my soul Corruption corruption corruption Rules my soul Corruption Corruption Order in the court Decision to abort The monkey wants to speak So speak, monkey speak Speak monkey, speak Speak monkey, speak Speak monkey, speak Everything leads to corruption Everything leads to corruption Corruption |
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| 9. |
| 1:53 |
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She's gone
I froze her out Move by move First I didn't hold her hand Then I didn't touch her in bed Then I wasn't tender with her upsets Then I just told her to go And still, she didn't go I had to push. Now this place is peaceful as a grave It's dead quiet without her And her stupid t.v. shows And young girl laughing I was always ashamed she read Cosmopolitan I should have been proud of her What did she want that was so bad? She just wanted to believe that someone would Love her and look after her always She called me Daddy She called me Daddy |
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| 4:12 |
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| 12. |
| 2:43 |
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I saw her in a dream but it wasn't true
Through the smoke and fire Of the exhaust fumes She just laughed and loved me 'till I was no use And I'll never fall in love again She's a motorcycle that I can't ride She's a precious jewel that I can't buy She's a scene I'm playin' in which I die And I'll never fall in love again "I never play to win" Is what she said And poured a little cocaine in my head She's a fuckin' Picasso in bed And I'll never fall in love again Now your voice So Spanish and clear Rings like a church bell in my ear But I don't believe in a word I hear And I'll never fall in love again My mind calls you in the night My mind calls you and I want to take flight To some other garden of sweet delight And I'll never fall in love again |
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| 5:29 |
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A little girl trapped in her knowledge and craft
Came tripping to my room last night I cooked her a steak and I tried not to fake And still make everything allright She had dreads in her hair and problems and cares She tried hard not to let ‘em show She was decent and sweet and I was sizin’ up the meat But doubts fell in my mind like snow And when the shove comes down to love The facade falls down And when the bricks fall from the tricks The facade falls down It’s a sunny afternoon and I’m sitting in my robe I’m dirty and I’m here alone There’s a story on my table that talks about me And I want to stuff it down the author’s throat And I’m sleeping with someone new every night And in the morning politely saying "bye" And I’m nowhere and no one And I only wanna run And I feel like a hamburger bun And when you must Believe or bust The facade falls down When you’re scared of a brand new care The facade falls down I got no reason to believe I got no reason but I’m New York Scumbag Tough And I’ll keep on truckin’ So night is falling And I’m getting’ tired And it’s time to get my slippers and books Got a sweater and glasses And something that passes For a way to get by in this world And I’m getting’ tired Of so many different things I guess I’m just plain tired Or maybe too intelligent to believe In the obvious side of things And when voice says make a choice The facade falls down When your knees start to concede The facade falls down When the shove comes down to love The facade falls down And when the bricks fall from the tricks The facade falls down (repeat) |
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