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I was in a real bad way
When you turned the power on And you made me feel for all the world Like I was the king of all the world I was on a window ledge When you came upon me there Everything was upside for the moment Right around the time I had to get going Can't count me out Cause I've got your number You make me feel like I'm The king of all of the world King of all of the world The king of all of the world Now I'm on my way up north All its gonna do is rain And I'm gonna want to go back to the world Where I was the king of all of the world Can't count me out Cause I've got your number You make me feel like I'm The king of all of the world King of all of the world The king of all of the world I was in a real bad way When you turned the power on And you made me feel so right at home I wonder if I'm ever gonna get back home Can't count me out Cause I've got your number You make me feel like I'm The king of all of the world King of all of the world The king of all of the world If I wander out Of a picture window |
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| 2. |
| 3:52 |
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Roller skate skinny and the terrible twos
How can you have everything and nothing to lose You and nobody see eye to eye You're gonna wake up with a ghost instead of a guy Bulletin board on the wall of a church Soaking up the city from a top-step perch You're gonna break down on a midnight date Gonna curse this town, you're gonna run late You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny Do you want to meet up at the Pickwood Bowl We could knock nine down and leave one in the hole Wouldn't be here if the Athenia hadn't sunk Or if Dear ol Dad hadn't got so drunk Every other day is a kick in the shins Every other day it's like the day just wins But you make it all right, you make it OK You make me sorta glad that I waited till today You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny (guitar break) Roller-skate skinny and the terrible twos Two years in and it's time to choose Love feels good when it sits right down, puts its feet up on the table it Sends a bowl around Ain't nobody gonna see eye to eye With a girl who's only gonna stand collarbone high Rain's gonna come in fair-sized drips And we're gonna go to heaven wearing paper-hat ships You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny I believe in love, but it don't believe in.... I believe in love, but it don't believe in me I believe in love, but it don't believe in me (repeat) |
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| 3. |
| 3:40 |
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Do you wanna mess around?
Do you wanna spend the night? I've known both kinds of love But i want to get it right this time I don't wanna settle down I don't want to make no plans Exept for what i'm gonna do With a pair of idle hands Chorus: They're tearing the buick city complex down I think we're the only people left in town Where are you gonna move, where are you gonna move? Do you wanna mess around? Do you wanna be my girl Do you wanna be my friend Do you wanna start it off Just to see how it will end Do you wanna mess around? I mean deep down in your bones In hotel swimming pools On public telephones They're tearing the buick city complex down I think we're the only people left in town Where are you gonna move, where are you gonna move? Do you wanna mess around? Repeat chorus |
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| 4. |
| 3:48 |
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I left you last night on the left coast
I'm writin' you a letter right now The things that you do are rendering you Something I can't live without Maybe maybe I've got a pulse now Maybe my heart's on fire A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire Left you last night on the left side The land of the free to be burned Well the heat of your touch is makin' it such That I've forgotten everything I've learned Maybe maybe I've got a problem Maybe my heart's a liar A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire Yeah a bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire And I may be a bird in a cage But it least it's your cage And I may be a bird in a cage But it least it's your cage Left you last night on the left half Of the bed, the half that used to be mine The way that you sleep is the image I'll keep Always on the edge of my mind Maybe maybe I've got a reason For livin' even though I'm so tired A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire And I may be a bird in a cage But it least it's your cage And I may be a bird in a cage But it least it's your cage Maybe maybe you are the only One my heart's desired A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is worth a bird on a telephone wire A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage Is w |
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| 5. |
| 3:49 |
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I'm gonna tend a bad fire until you come around
I'd sing you real live love songs If I could get the feeling down I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way So I'll just pack up everything Roll it out and up the devil's pay I want to cause a bad scene but I gotta change my ways I want to hear your sound again I want to see you 'round someday I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way So I'll just pack up everything Roll it out and up the devil's pay And it seems no one can comfort me To take me from this station where I'm at 'cause the things I love are leaving me and it's taking every single piece it's a grade-A mess and it's cutting teeth it's a big black wind that's blowing back of me I'm gonna roll up everything into a big red sun boil til the room's insane wave my rattles on and on I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way So I'll just pack up everything Roll it out and up the devil's pay |
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| 6. |
| 3:46 |
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your cracking up on a radio in a tunnel below the city
and i'm losing you 'cause you move too slow and i'm wishing you could keep up with me i'm in love with you but i don't know why it gets so complicated though you have not left you have said goodbye and i'm wishing that we could have made it what i wouldn't do to be friends with you what i wouldn't do what i wouldn't do what i wouldn't do to be friends with you what i wouldn't do what i wouldn't do you're bearing it up on a thunderstorm on a long red stretch of highway and i'm wondering if i would be home if it was anybody else's birthday i'm in love with you but i kill myself trying to figure out how to do it you're on a pedestal i'm on the edge of a shelf you know i'm moving ever closer to it |
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| 2:15 |
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She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire Why was he so nervous? He took her to the park She crossed her arms And lowered her eyelids Someday, somebody's gonna ask you A question that you should say |
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| 2:33 |
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When you were just a little girl in Pine Bluff,
Daddy disappeared without a trace. Now there's no more little girls in Pine Bluff, They all ran like tears out of this place. (Chorus) Am I too late Am I too late Tell you that I love you Now they've carried you away (repeat) Never thought that you would see a sickbed, Never thought that you'd stop bein' 'round. Now I hear you're lost and gone forever, Just like all the other girls in town. (Chorus) Now I hear that you have gone to Heaven, And if there's one, I'm sure that's where you are. Maybe you're the new star in the night sky, Just outside the moonroof on my car. (2x Chorus) Tell you that I love you Now they've carried you away Tell you that I love you Now they've carried you away Tell you that I love you Now they've carried you away |
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| 3:44 |
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I reckon Heaven is a place Where time is nonexistent, yeah And the things that are important, yeah Don't take any time at all An awful lot like like outer space Where everything is weightless, yeah Even heavy things are weightless, yeah Don't take up any space at all CHORUS Right on, right on Oh yeah it's so clear All the bad things are gone All the good things are here Right on, right on Oh yeah it's so clear All the bad things are gone All the good things are here Almost exactly like this place Where you and I are fighting, yeah I'm so sick and tired of fighting, yeah Up there we'll never fight at all REPEAT CHORUS I reckon Heaven is a place Where everything is weightless, yeah Even heavy things are weightless, yeah Up there we'll never fight at all. |
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| 10. |
| 2:52 |
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can't get a line to telephone you
why you holing your company? I been moaning Oh! Lonesome Me you made a pigeon of my heart and I'd go anywhere to know you take a long way coming back be your yellow bedroom cab making bread in your heaven and you're the reason im losing all my sleep 'cause I just can't get what I want I'm spinning out I'm pocket sized I'm gonna catch that flyer I'm gonna see it shine yeah you're waking up my one desire but I cant get a line can't get a to telephone you and I ponder your hold on me I been moaning Oh! lonesome Me you made a pigeon of my heart and I'd go anywhere to know you take the long way comming back be your yellow bedroom cab making bread in your heaven |
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| 3:48 |
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Standin' on the corner of 6th and how to forget
Tryin' to do right by you all night, Annette. You can go ahead and get married And this'll be our secret thing. I won't tell a soul except the people in the nightclub where I sing. I don't wanna get you all worked up, Except secretly I do. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. Standin' on the corner of 6th and where do I go The parade shut down now the rain is runnin' the show. Where did all these people come from And how soon can they leave? Normally I'd be headin' to it But I need to get some sleep Though I do wish you'd come over but I'm warning you if you do I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. Standin on the corner of 6th and where do I get Tryin' to do right by you all night, Annette. This would only be an experiment In things that could have been And you can go ahead and get married And it'll probably never happen again I don't mean to make you excited except secretly I do. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you. I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't have designs on you |
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| 12. |
| 3:31 |
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Rowboat lightning I kissed her yeah it didn't mean a thing
Seems like years ago it was yesterday Fire drill yell freeze don't hang around long face disease I got a book of poems that's gonna set you free Well it's bad luck and it's a hard luck story And I'm sorry I ain't sticking around I got a real bad feeling that a book of poems ain't enough Well it's a sick world and sixteen days I got nightmares every night I got a real bad feeling that a book of poems ain't enough Hardcore uptown not the kind of place you wanna settle down I only walked her home but that was bad enough Two trains yell freeze it was a head-on cold now it's a love disease I got a book of poems you gotta see to believe |
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| 3:55 |
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In the court of our friends' opinion,
In the right cut eyes of all our friends, In the way the phone goes dead, In the way you lose your head, I can see how this thing is gonna end. In the darkest hours of my depression, In the tumbling rocks it takes to mend, In the way you cross your legs, In the way my right hand shakes, I can see how this thing is gonna end. Goodbye, Goodbye! From a nervous guy Goodbye, Goodbye! From a nervous guy From a nervous guy When the smoke pours into the bedroom, When the man comes 'round collectin' all our friends, When the loved one finally learns that the fire no longer burns, I can see how this thing is gonna end. Goodbye, Goodbye! From a nervous guy Goodbye, Goodbye! From a nervous guy From a nervous guy From a nervous guy |
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