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This is where the summer ends
In a flash of pure destruction, no one wins Goin' nuclear. Nuclear. The violets in my eyelids goin' red Sentimental geek Shut up and go to sleep They combed the beach and the remains Of the bathing suits and Porsches all in flames Goin' nuclear. Nuclear. When I saw her, the Yankees lost to the Braves Sentimental geek Sentimental geek Sentimental geek Shut up and go to sleep Give me an answer Give me an answer Give me an answer Give me an answer Give me an . . . Give me an . . . |
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| 2. |
| 3:11 |
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I've been a desperate man
I've been sheltered by a lonely dream There's a stranger here Looking back above the bathroom sink Every night I throw you out Leave you stranded on the boulevard You now that I use you up I used you like I used 'em all Well the band's singing hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah You're all gone. Yeah, you're all gone If I could have a simple love How would it feel and what would it mean? I'd only trade you away For Mary Magdalene Oh, it wouldn't make me a saint And it wouldn't make me the king And I wouldn't have to wait Wait around for the real thing Well the band's singing hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah You're all gone. Yeah, you're all gone Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah You're all gone. Yeah, you're all gone Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah |
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| 3. |
| 2:38 |
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Go on to the street to the cars in the pouring rain
Go on to the bus that left us in the dust and the flames And when the son meets the father It'll be something smarter for the pain But you will always be the same You will always be the same Go on little girl, feet twirl, go and make him smile Go on like the rumbling drums of the march of time And when the son meets the dad It'll be pretty bad for the pain But you'll always be the same You will always be the same You will always be the same Go on to the ones with the smoking guns in the heat Go on to the wars we won, they came home, they made us And when the father meets the son, And the blood makes us better than the gain You will always be the same You will always be the same You will always be the same |
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| 4. |
| 3:41 |
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Two hearts fading, like a flower.
And all this waiting, for the power. For some answer, to this fire. Sinking slowly. The water’s higher. Desire Desire With no secrets. No obsession. This time I'm speeding with no direction. Without a reason. What is this fire? Burning slowly. My one and only. Desire Desire Desire Desire You know me. You don't mind waiting. You just can't show me, but God I'm praying, That you'll find me, and that you'll see me, That you run and never tire. Desire Desire Desire Desire |
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| 5. |
| 4:23 |
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So, it's how the story goes.
Can we cut to the scene where I'm holding you close. She moves, moves like a pendulum blade Cut, all the words that I said. The only difference is . . . The only difference is . . . The truth The truth is I miss you. Cry on demand. How'd you learn to? Cry on demand. Teach me if you want to. Though you don't have to. I just close my eyes and think of you. Real. Real like a plastic bouquet. That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace. And dies every night with her face on the news. Nobody cries, they just smoke and stare and their shoes The only difference is . . . The only difference is . . . Nobody can cry It's hard to do For most folks, without a reason why Cry on demand. How'd you learn to? Cry on demand. Why would you want to? Just close your eyes and think of me I take back everything I said. She can't hurt me, and I can't hurt you It's like were already dead Cry on demand. Cry on demand. Cry on demand. Why would you want to? Cry on demand. Teach me if you want to. Though you don't have to. I just close my eyes and think of you. |
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| 6. |
| 3:19 |
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It's a long way down, but I feel alright
It's a long way down, but I feel alright And the cops get in, and the crowd gets tight Take your tomorrow, pain and your sorrow and teach it how to fly It's starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt It's a long way down, but I feel alright It's a long way down, but I feel alright And I hope you're here, when I hit the ground 'Cause I'm high on forever, always together, and I'm coming down It's starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt Starting to hurt |
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| 4:01 |
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I am a broken toy
For a lonely girl Use once and destroy And go find some more Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park She wants to play a game of hearts I'm the rag doll boy With broken eyes She only comes to me When it's raining outside Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park She wants to play a game of hearts I fell for you I fell for you Why? I guess I wanted to play too. And here's the lonely string Playing along in my head For only just my arms Are dancing marionettes Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park And she wants to play a game of hearts She wants to play a game of hearts |
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| 8. |
| 2:55 |
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There you go
Waving your arms like a girl Secondary clothes Don't worry, nobody knows Somebody order my round 'Cause I'm getting high Steal a twelve pack from 12th & Porter with Billy 4:30 a.m. at night 'Cause Tennessee sucks, in the summer What do you got that can put us under? There goes Johnny B. Weird and tall He says "The band, man they've got good songs, they just don't draw" Somebody order my round Chances are I won't pay Hey Brad, let's go down to the Bound'ry Get something blue to put us out of our way 'Cause Tennessee sucks, in the summer What do you got that can put us under? |
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| 2:13 |
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Dear Chicago,
You'll never guess. You know the girl you said I'd meet some day? Well, I've got something to confess. She picked me up on Friday. Asked me if she reminded me of you. I just laughed and lit a cigarette, Said "that's impossible to do." My life's gotten simple since. But it fluctuates so much. Happy and sad and back again. I'm not crying out to much. Think about you all the time. It's strange and hard to deal. Think about you lying there. Those blankets lie so still. Nothing moves out here in the cold. Nothing breathes or even smiles. I've been thinking some of suicide. But there's bars out here for miles. Sorry about the every kiss. Every kiss you wasted bad. I think the thing you said was true, I'm going to die alone and sad. The wind's feeling real these days. Baby, it hurt's me some. Never thought I'd feel so blue. New York City, you're almost gone. I think that I've fallen out of love, I think that I've fallen out of love, I think that I've fallen out of love . . . with you. |
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| 10. |
| 3:04 |
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Here's a picture of your lonely Fridays
Turned to nothing on a Friday night Firecracker with a pile of empties Detonated with a lonely fire I see your face, I hear your voice I touch the phone and wonder Is this explosion gonna set me reeling? Or just another thing to pull me under? If you could give me anything tonight Just a wink, or even just a sigh I'll be okay, because I've been waiting for a sign I've been waiting for a sign, to come Are you the one? And I was breathless on a Sunday morning And I was speechless on a Sunday night For a lack of better understanding Felt like an engine that just didn't need a tire I see your face, I hear your voice I touch the screen and wonder And I been waiting for the sun to tell me It's just been sitting here, I don't know why If you could give me anything tonight Just a wink, or even just a sigh I'll be okay, because I've been waiting for a sign I've been waiting for a sign I've been waiting for a sign, to come To come I've been waiting for a sign I've been waiting for a sign To come I've been waiting for a sign |
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| 11. |
| 4:23 |
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Pulled into the station
And they're playing Waylon Jennings When you're driving through Selena You'll see the lights are blinding Yeah, and I'll be thinking of you Ohhh, my baby's going home My baby's going home Tomorrow A million miles of nothing Yeah, you're driving on the moon I can smell you on the pillow Of the hotel room Baby, make it and call me soon Ohhh, my baby's going home My baby's going home Tomorrow Ohhh, my baby's going home My baby's going home Tomorrow |
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| 12. |
| 2:59 |
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Took a walk with you
In the shadow of my shoes Danced around the broken blues In the dirty summer rain Moonlight on the cars Parked in single file at the bars With a thick and rosy smoke Waving its busted hand Bringing you down, can't bring you down Bring you down, can't bring you down Bring you down, can't hear the sound Run through the river and head to town Pretty little moon with it's head hung down Chin up. Cheer up. Chin up. Cheer up. "Alright, that's you" I took a walk with you And I busted up my shoe In an old yellow canoe Out in Hollywood You called the police But they didn't care the lease On your place had run out Your landlord straightened his hat Bringing you down, can't bring you down Bringing you down, can't bring you down Bringing you down, can't hear the sound Run through the river and head to town Pretty little moon with it's head hung down Chin up. Cheer up. Chin up. Cheer up. |
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| 13. |
| 5:09 |
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In California
Forever summer and hot Into the ocean You're smiling a lot On sandy beaches And the blankets are hot You're in my arms And I kiss your heart Jesus, don't touch my baby Jesus, don't touch my baby Jesus, don't touch my baby She's all that I got Reflections coming In through the sheets You love your baby are sweet Out on the highway We ride tonight Jesus don't know you He was just saying "Hi" Don't touch my baby Jesus, don't touch my baby |
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