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| 5:45 | 
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That the revolution began,
I was in a hotel pool with another kid And an Australian business man. And nothing there would make you say After all this talk, today would be the day... Nothing but an upset tray Left by the pool This afternoon An orange cup was thrown From an upstairs room A cherry bomb of giddy lust, I guess, From a bride and groom. And nothing there would make you say After all this talk, today would be the day... Nothing but an orange cup From an upstairs room This afternoon I've spent every long summer Just this way Sinke my mother started making up their beds And learning to look the other way. So what's one more drunk businessman Coming on to me in the shallow end? Nothing there would make you say After all this talk, today would be the day... Listen: What's another slogan mean Scrolled across my TV screen? What's another bride and groom Locked up in a fancy room? What's one more drunk businessman Coming on to me in the shallow end This afternoon? |
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| 2. |
| 5:54 |
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I see in you an animal trace
That's quick in your blond and deep in your face, Mine has been tamed; I'm shamed to pretend When I'm this close to your animal skin I remember when love was something I craved Bot I settled for less and the comfort it gave, For living is hard when real love begins And it leaves heavy lines on your animal skin Oh, let your arms make a deep night for me Enclosing my world so I cannot see, l'll rise with your breath and fall back again ‘Cause you bring me close to my animal skin You bring me back to where I'd once been When I'm this close to your animal skin. |
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| 3. |
| 6:41 |
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You wild beasts and you creeping things
Get down in your place, Down with all the absolutes God's awful grace. Who wants to see this coming? Who wants to think you do? Better to be blind when I'm Falling for you Go and tell old Pharaoh His time has come about, His pretty houseboys laugh and sing As they're filing out. They've set fire behind them I see it burning into view, High upon the mountain where I'm Falling for you All manner of abandon Is just the thing we need, Get ready for the country, boys, The town has gone to seed. The telephone live is sagging With word coming through: Put your head between your knees, I'm Falling for you I can quit this anytime, It's just to help me sleep, It stops the tiny voices And strange hours that they keep. Who wants to hear them bleating on, And have to answer too? Better to be dumb when I'm Falling for you So you ladies and you gentlemen- Pull your bloomers on, Swing up on the highest beam And let the floods come on. Who wants to be there wondering, When the Wonders rage on through? Better to say never when I’m Falling for you |
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| 5:29 |
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Please don't speak another truth out loud
Whatever else you do, I only want you keep me lost in your cloud I'll do the same for you. Don't believe a single thing you've heard Really, I'm as good as gold. You don't need to sell me with another word I'm already sold If I give in to your open arms Then you can think the worst of me For pulling out my weakness like a charm And making sure you'd see. Love, when it's defeated, just remember Can still keep you in its hold. No need now to tempt me with surrender I'm already sold What was that, A lonesome battle cry? Sweeping in upon us from the rear? Like a child, I hide my eyes And think I've disappeared. Mercy, hope, faith and love and treason Are trump as long as darkness holds, I don't need to see the sun, there's no reason I'm already sold |
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| 4:39 | 
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| 5:10 |
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Take that noise out in the street,
This rubble out from under my feet No rest for the weary in here, And make a fuss, you're a volunteer. These days, they lord above me Growing mean as they grow shorter, Like a flag on a closing border now... Closing right behind you In a crowd down off the hill, Full of bloodlust and good will, We carried pride above our heads Like a flag we could cheer to wake the dead. And when we could go no further, And were drowning on a desert, We raised our flag to follow the breath of God... But it was blowing every which way. I loved you long before I knew Love is something one decides to do. My vanity and fear conspired belief That love's just a mirror for a thief. So when you held me tight against you And I mistook your heart for thunder, And like a flag, hid behind and under you... Who could blame me? (When you held me tight against you And I mistook your heart for thunder, Like a flag, I hid behind it Like a flag, I’m hiding under you) Now I hang my clothes out to dry Like waves of surrender, they fly. The whore of this world looks old and played Still she peeks from the alley like a waiting bride's maid. Laugh or bleed as you need to Who of us doesn't know already? Every flag flies like confetti now... |
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| 4:11 |
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The ground wants you back
The ground wants you badly The ground wants you still Like some lover, so madly. It pulls at your feet, Gets into your nose, Onto your bed And under your clothes, Loves you madly So madly Madly Loves you madly The sun wants you deep The sun has a need To take you in then Spit you out like a seed. The sun has a plan You know nothing about, In the dark when the light Of your heart has gone out, Loves you madly… This floor has a lean It gives to the side, Where marbles and water Roll and collide. In the fashion of something You think couldn't fall, The floor tricks your step, Throws you to the wall, Loves you madly... Oh, God loves a sinner God loves a crook, God loves you frail And splayed out like a book. God loves you bent And weck at the knee, When the lesser of you Gets the better of me Loves you madly… |
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| 5:11 |
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Oh, my dear,
I’ve swallowed the moon, And left it dark like a ring Burned on a spoon. But now all the stars They fall around you, And land at your feet To light up the room The sign of the times, The rules of the road, And our coat of arms all scream That mercy gets old. But your secret heart, As still as bloom, Waits at the door To light up the room Your bed is a drift, It’s come loose from the floor, The dead float up like dreams I push them back with my arm like an oar. But your face is alive Like a nickel cartoon, Shown on the wall To light up the room The siren on top Of the library wall, The stairs that give way At the end of the hall; The pawnshop pavilion, The newspaper saloon, All burn in your wake And light up the room. |
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| 9. |
| 4:39 |
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What can I write home about?
The water's cold, the pilot's out. I keep my children out of sight And my man never came home last night. What will I learn to tell myself? We're supposed to want for nothing else; Just show the world a stoic light But my man never came home last night This is what we make of this-- The walls all smell like blood and piss. And every book that comes our way We burn to keep the dogs away We'll tell this story later on And tell of how it made us strong. By then we'll know that we were right But my man never came home last night What will I learn to tell myself? We're supposed to want for nothing else; Just show the world a stoic light But my man never came home last night |
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| 5:24 |
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I can't stay here in my room
I can't hold my own against the heavy lean Of your perfume; That tries to keep your pillow down and low Across my face As if what lingers here of you could Take my breath yet still be my saving grace Lover, if you rise Lover, if you go Lover, if you rise Lover, if you go There are plenty who would just as soon Settle all their debt with blond, Beneath a whoring moon that answers Every prayer for rain with flood; And there will always be one more ready Savior standing tall Waving from the tower That looks from here like It will sway and fall Lover, if you rise… I’ve cut back your roses just to give myself a day Free of vulgar beauties that I know Will fade away; The scene is like a circus chasing Winners out of town, Leaving here a wet street of mirror, And I won't dare look down Lover, if you rise... In my room, things can change any hour That I'm gone Something will be an a shelf that I know I left Scattered and undone; One Small thing will be gone, Or will be moved just so, The smallest thing, after you, will be changed I know, I know, I know Lover, if you rise… |
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| 11. |
| 5:34 |
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Aaaah come sit beside me,
That'll do for now The night has come and left me Just the light that you allow. Come speak my name, Fill my head with all such foolish dreams My flesh and blood is no more real to me Than what they seem My love for you is burning Like a sparkle along a fuse, I feel your mark upon me now As surely as the hand that leaves the bruise. Life is for the living And life comes hard for some, The rest of us, with flesh and blood, Make it hard all on our own All I ever wanted Was the freedom to refuse, Or something of my own to love enough To hate to lose. The fever in my brain is leaving Smoke behind my eyes When the part of me that wants to change Fights the part of me that tries Now you see a golden light Because I’ve turned a gold light on. Sometimes, God knows, you've got to Learn to shine shine shine shine all on your own. I stepped out of darkness And for a moment I'm only living by your kiss, your kiss, your kiss, your kiss, your lips, your kiss, your kiss And now, just for now our flesh and blood Is no more real than this More real than this More real than this More more more more more more more more more more more more real than this Flesh and blood is more real than this More real than this More real than this Flesh and blood Flesh and blood More real than this More real More real than this |
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| 7:19 |
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Thought that bell was in my dream,
All in my head, Until the trucks were in the Yard And the fire was in my bed. Oh, can you hear the ringing bell, Telling time like time was to tell? Can you see the smoke rise and curl All the way from your side of my world? Hush your talk, here comes the boss Down off of his perch. He walks the floor in cream-white shoes Like we were piggin' iron in church. Oh, can you hear the furnace hum Above the shouts and all the chewing gum? Hear the union priest lead the factory choirgirls Singing out to your side of my world? I could dance when I was young And I was pretty good, I'd do all the tricks and such But back then everybody could. I should have seen how this would be, But nothing's true till I've seen it on TV. Yet there you were, in your high heels and curls Coming in as big as life, from your side of my world. Let's pretend we've never loved Let's pretend out' hands are clean, Free of all the spit and shine And the smell of gasoline. Cause here come the planes and the tambourines, The funeral march, and the beauty queens, The circus freaks selling lemonade From the back of an open-air motorcade. Here come the heart machines and the baby shoes, The ship-to-shore relay of the sporting news, That mail-order brides --fake tits and pearls All making way from your side of my world |
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