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The new kid, he's got money
The money I deserve He's got the goods But he's not good for his word I should be rolling in it Up in it working stuff As for the justice no one Knows where it went I'm gonna toil away Until my judgment day I will be rewarded For the good things I did Believe me every year There is another one here Don't you see I used to be the new kid I am sorry to say You'll get carried away Oh, you will be replaced You will be replaced I tell you again Don't get too settled in Oh, you will be replaced You will be replaced The new kid, he's got my girl The girl I used to have He's got the looks you know But not from his dad I should be kissing that girl We should be so in love There is no justice There's just dark stars above I'm gonna toil away Until my judgment day I will be rewarded For the good things I did Believe me every year There is another one here Don't you see I used to be the new kid Believe me every year There is another one here Don't you see I used to be the new kid I am sorry to say You'll get carried away Oh, you will be replaced You will be replaced I tell you again Don't get too settled in Oh, you will be replaced You will be replaced By the new kid, by the new kid Oh, by the new kid, by the new kid, oh |
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Empty bottle was half empty, tide was low, and I was thirsty
I saw her sitting at the bar, well you know how some girls are Always making eyes, well she wasn't making eyes So I sidled up beside her, settled down and shouted, "Hi there" My name's Stewart Ransom Miller, I'm a serial lady-killer" She said, "I'm already dead," that's exactly what she said So we tripped the lights fantastic, we was both made of elastic Midnight came and midnight went and I though I was the President She said, "Do you have a car?" and I said, "Do I have a car?" What's so great about the Barrier Reef? What's so fine about art? What's so good about a Good Times Van When you're working on a broken, working on a broken Working on a broken man When you're working on a broken, working on a broken Working on a broken man, yeah My heart wasn't in it, not for one single minute Oh then I went through the motions with her Her on top, and me on liquor, didn't do no good, well I didn't think it would What's so great about the Barrier Reef? What's so fine about art? What's so good about a Good Times Van When you're working on a broken, working on a broken Working on a broken man? When you're working on a broken, working on a broken Working on a broken man? When you're working on a broken, working on a broken Working on a broken man? |
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Well the road maps of West Texas never gave me good advice
The trains all roll where the roads don't go, now I lay awake at night Just wondering where the rest is so I hit that iron gate And I yelled good-bye to that wife of mine, I may be running late I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce, New Mexico I was happier than I'd ever been in my El Paso home But I thought about the woman whom I left to roam the land And I cried so much it dug a rut they call the Rio Grande I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye And my destination is written upon my feet And the stars above are about the only company I keep So raise my pass and take my seat I'm rolling fast with a teardrop on my cheek So I guess there'll be no family, so I guess there'll be no wife Gonna roll away on an old steel dray, it's gonna be my life And the road maps I been reading, I never came to figure out All I know is I'd explode by any other route I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye And I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye And I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye |
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It was a lonely holiday
I was alone, you were away In Fayetteville or in another state There's so many towns I hate When you leave me, it breaks me like a bone But it's never as bad as when you come home I've thought so much about suicide Parts of me have already died Lonely, baby I'm not lonely Baby I'm not, I've got my imaginary friends Happy, baby I'm so happy Baby I'm so, I've got my imaginary friends And if you don't love me, would you please pretend? It was a lonely holiday I was alone, I was afraid The bedroom walls were closing in It must be closing time again When you leave me, it breaks me like the note That you said got stuck in your throat I've thought so much about suicide Parts of me have already died Lonely, baby I'm not lonely Baby I'm not, I've got my imaginary friends Happy, baby I'm so happy Baby I'm so, I've got my imaginary friends And if you don't love me, would you please pretend? Lonely, baby I'm not lonely Baby I'm not, I've got my imaginary friends Happy, baby I'm so happy Baby I'm so, I've got my imaginary friends And if you don't love me, would you please pretend? And if you don't love me, would you please pretend? |
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| 3:14 |
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Sunset on a tube
Red wine by the hourglass Do you Understand Long night below the underpass Heart shaped like a question mark Im gonna break it down like its a sentence Get bent like a bottle cap Theyre either Foreigners Or theyre against us Why am i so willing To be the Villain How come I'm killin myself How come Im killing myself Doo Doo Doo + yodeling Black Screen on a plane Holed up above the city line Lone nights in a drone Long nights in the summer time Run down like a criminal Im gonna break it down like its a sentence Get bent like a bottle cap Theyre either foreigners or theyre against us Why am i so willing To be the Villain How come I'm killin myself How come Im killing myself Doo Doo Doo + yodeling |
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Salome, uncross your heart
I know what goes on inside, it's over before it starts Stay all night, yeah I'll wait right here The full moon might work magic, girl but I won't disappear And I'm tired of makin' friends and I'm tired of makin' time And I'm sick to death of love and I'm sick to death of tryin' And it's easier for you, oh it's easier for you And it's easier for you, it's easier for you Salome, untie my hands Well I'll find another lady and you'll wreck another man It's over now, yeah and so are we My blood's turned to dirt, girl you broke every part of me And I'm tired of makin' friends and I'm tired of makin' time And I'm sick to death of love and I'm sick to death of tryin' And it's easier for you, oh it's easier for you And it's easier for you, oh it's easier And I'm tired of makin' friends and I'm tired of makin' time And I'm sick to death of love and I'm sick to death of tryin' And it's easier for you, yeah it's easier for you And it's easier for you, oh it's easier for you And it's easier for you, oh it's easier for you, oh |
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| 4:04 |
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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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| 2:44 |
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One old brown shoe falls in slow motion
And the bedsprings hover right above your head As bed springs do, when you're beneath them Someone else just climbed into your bed By the time she thought you'd probably got to Phoenix She'd arranged for your shoes to be filled Well, you've got your pride and a blue-steel '45 Waited for the other shoe to fall And you waited for the other shoe to fall Dig a double grave out in the meadow And you'll curse the rain that turns the dirt to mud You'll take 35 south towards Laredo And you'll try to find a doctor that'll prescribe an elixir That'll make everything better except your late wife and her lover By the time she thought you'd probably got to Phoenix She'd sealed her fate and gotten herself killed You've got your pride and a blue-steel '45 Waited for the other shoe to fall And you waited for the other shoe to fall And you waited for the other shoe to fall |
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| 2:52 |
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Well, I turned my microwave on and I cooked my chicken ravioli
The last ten years of my life I?ve been feeling kind of lonely I don?t do love, I don?t do women named Hannah I don?t do red haired girls from Louisiana I?m suffering from a kind of indecision About what I?m a gonna watch on television I?ll dream tonight of dancing in Coahulia With a little brown haired girl and her tequila My mama always seems to sing the same song You?ll never meet no decent girls at Dallas honky tonks What she says is true, with that I must agree ?Cause any girl worth having wouldn?t have a thing to do with me I?m suffering from a kind of indecision About what I?m a gonna watch on television I?ll dream tonight of dancing in Coahulia A little brown haired girl and her tequila I?m sitting here just to a sucking on my cavity, cavity I'm thinking of the things they used to say to me, tragedy And I?m suffering from a kind of indecision About a little brown haired, a little brown haired A little brown haired girl and her tequila |
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Why aren't you here? It's almost 4 a.m.
I finished up all of your beer, now I'm startin' on your gin I went through your diary, flipped through your phone book Called all your friends, I just wanna know where you been I just wanna know where you been I pulled back your sheets, now I'm crawlin' in your bed Every drink's one more defeat and every footstep hurts my head I don't want excuses, I don't wanna hear that you were out with your friends I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been I hope you crash your momma's car I hope you pass out in some bar I hope you catch some kinda flu Let's say I wish the worst for you I hope you're happy with yourself I hope you found somebody else 'Cause I ain't askin' you again I just wanna know where you been I just wanna know where you been Why am I here? I've got better things to do I could hang out on the pier down by the Hudson, sniffin' glue I guess I'm a looser, but I like being miserable, swimming in sin I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been I hope you crash your momma's car I hope you pass out in some bar I hope you catch some kinda flu Let's say I wish the worst for you I hope you're happy with yourself I hope you found somebody else 'Cause I ain't askin' you again I just wanna know where you been I just wanna know where you been I just wanna know where you been I just wanna know where you been |
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You're a bottlecap away, from pushing me too far Well the problem's getting big, and it's a compact car So I won't feel so bad, I did all I could do Now I'm on wounded knee And we're at waterloo So please get out of my car I was born in the backseat of a mustang On a cold night, in a hard raid And the very first song that the radio sang, It was "I won't be home no more" You're a rattle-trap tonight, my ears are getting tired So listen for awhile, before this thing expired It was bound to fail because of where I'm from Now the moon's at four o'clock and it's high time Kingdom come So please get out, of my car I was born in the backseat of a mustang On a cold night, in a hard rain And the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" I was born in the backseat of a mustang On a cold night, in a hard rain And the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" And I won't be home no more I'm pulling off the road, I'm opening the door I'm giving you the pavement, I'm telling you what for You're no more than a thought And you're getting smaller in my rearview mirror Yeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview Yeah, you're getting smaller I was born in the backseat of a mustang On a cold night, in a hard rain And the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" And I won't be home no more I was born in the backseat of a mustang On a cold night, in a hard rain And the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" I won't be home no more |
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When I first met Doreen
She was barely seventeen She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar The way she tossed 'em back I would've had a heart attack But as it is I let her drive my car We galloped through the boroughs Like a pair of horny thoroughbreds Until I said, "Stop the car, Doreen" Well, you can roll your eyes and nod But I swear that I saw God in the moonlight On a side street in the wreckage we call Queens Doreen, Doreen, last night, I had an awful dream You were laying in the arms of a man I'd never seen Come clean, Doreen, come clean, Doreen Well, I'm pulling into Cleveland In a seven-seater tour van There's eight of us, so I'm sleeping on the floor The guy that plays the banjo Keeps on handing me the old crow Which multiplies my sorrow, I can't take it anymore Doreen, Doreen, last night, I had an awful dream You were laying in the arms of a man I'd never seen Come clean Doreen, come clean, Doreen Now I'm begging and I'm pleading "Well pull over guys, I'm bleeding There's a fina off the highway with a phone" I'm calling you, Doreen But it rings and rings and rings Where is it that you are, if you aren't in our bed at home Doreen, Doreen, last night, I had an awful dream You were laying in the arms of a man I'd never seen Come clean, Doreen, come clean, Doreen |
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What remains of the day remains to be seen
By the TV that we never turn on Each other's enough I never had it so rough Ever since I been gone White noise swells in my head Making me worry it's the summertime But it's the dead of the fall It's the dead of the night hell yes I mind I would give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I couldn't drink enough to make this make sense But I think I'm gonna give it a try There's no settling down There's only driving downstate so I drive I would give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged |
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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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First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
And a young one's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound No one could steer me right but mama tried One and only rebel child, family meek and mild My mama seemed to know what lay in store Despite of all my Sunday learnin', bad I kept on turnin' 'Til mama couldn't hold me anymore I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied That leaves only me to blame, 'cause mama tried Dear old daddy rest his soul, left my mom a heavy load She tried so very hard to fill his shoes Working hours without rest, wanted me to have the best She tried to steer me right but I refused I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied That leaves only me to blame, 'cause mama tried That leaves only me to blame, 'cause mama tried That leaves only me to blame, 'cause mama tried |
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| 3:58 |
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I remember the Alamo, I don't recall who won
They had swords, they had horses, I hear we had mighty guns Like the ones from Navarone last night on Channel 21 It's a long way back to El Paso It was early Monday morning in the Central Standard Zone You were quiet like the TV, hung up like the telephone You were sleeping next to me, I might as well have been alone It's a long way back to El Paso And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it down and sold it off To the greasy man in the salvage lot As it is it's just a heart No, no, it ain't worth nothin' I ain't talkin' 'bout tomorrow, I'm talkin' 'bout tonight You told me you were drunk already, that don't make it right You want at me, well, have at it, 'cause I'm in the mood to fight And it's a long way back to El Paso And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a, and if my heart was a And if my heart was a car And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car |
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I got a four leaf clover
It ain't done one single lick of good I'm still a drunk, I'm still a loser Living in a lousy neighborhood I got a real live horseshoe And I hung it upside-down above my door But it don't do nothing to attract you So I don't know what the hell it's for Why don't you come over? I'll show you my four leaf clover Who'm I trying to kid? I'm not the kind of guy you'd go for I got a four leaf clover, I ain't got no hope of getting you I got a lucky silver dollar My granddad gave it to me now he's dead Times like this I wish that I could join him Might just stop this pounding in my head Why don't you come over? I'll show you my four leaf clover Who'm I trying to kid? I'm not the kind of guy you'd go for I got a four leaf clover, I ain't got no hope of getting you I ain't got no hope of getting you, I ain't got no hope of getting you, yeah |
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| 4:03 |
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Well I must have been stoned when this whole started,
'Cause I just can't seem to think straight anymore. Can't figure out where I'm at, maybe Memphis, maybe Mexico. I think you're swell but I ain't gonna tell you so. I think you're great but it's late and I'd better go. Hitchhike to Rhome. Take the Greyhound to Fredericksburg. Well I'm flat broke, I've been smoking butts for days. You say, |
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| 3:48 |
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Me and this girl we've been falling in love
Beneath the quarter moon, beneath the quarter moon Me and this girl I've been living above On a road called Oppenheimer Tar on the roof there were stars in her hair Beneath the quarter moon, beneath the quarter moon Me and this girl we were going somewhere On a road called Oppenheimer Me and this girl we've been working it out We've got a long way to go, we've got a long way to go Me and this girl we've been having it out On a road called Oppenheimer Me and this girl we've been getting it on Beneath the quarter moon, beneath the quarter moon Watching it go 'til it's all the way gone On a road called Oppenheimer And the days gonna be today and the time is gonna be right now No I'm never gonna fall for anyone else but her And the place is gonna be right here On a road called Oppenheimer, Oppenheimer Me and this girl we been falling in love Beneath the quarter moon, beneath the quarter moon Me and this girl I've been dreaming above On a road called Oppenheimer Tar on the roof there were stars in her hair Beneath the quarter moon, beneath the quarter moon Me and this girl we were going somewhere On a road called Oppenheimer And the days gonna be today and the time is gonna be right now No I'm never gonna fall for anyone else but her And the place is gonna be right here On a road called Oppenheimer, Oppenheimer Oppenheimer, Oppenheimer Me and this girl we've been working it out We've got a long way to go, we've got a long way to go |
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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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| 3:36 |
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Cryin', cryin'
Cryin' drunk Walker lives on the island I'm still stuck in the south Walker lives off his hands now I still live off my mouth The only difference is you've got integrity, I don't Only difference is I'll do a lot of things you won't You'd like to think I'm sleeping very peacefully, I'm not I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' Walker says you're a Cancer I just think you're a flu Oh, but then again I'm a Virgo I'm no match for you Yeah, the only difference is that I pretend that it's alright So cut up pretendin' I can make it through the night You'd like to think I'm sleeping very peacefully, I'm not I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' drunk I'm cryin', I'm cryin', I'm cryin', I'm cryin' drunk The only difference is you've got integrity, I don't Only difference is I'll do a lot of things you won't You'd like to think I'm sleeping very peacefully, I'm not I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' drunk I'm cryin' |
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| 4:55 |
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Big brown eyes and a gust of wind
And the cherry burns the corner of the page that says "The end is coming soon", but not soon enough Restring all your guitars, pack up all your stuff 'Cause if Robert's dad is right We might not make it through the night And I'd hate to go alone Please pick up the phone Well, a box of red and a pill or three And I'm calling time and temperature just for some company I wish you were here, I wish I was too I'll drink myself to sleeplessness, I always do You don't want me anymore Since fame and fortune broke down our door You don't give me no respect What did I expect? If that phone don't ring one more time I'm gonna lose what's left of my mind You made a big impression for a girl of your size Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes Her hands are cold, her breath is warm She's a port in a storm I'm worried now but it won't be long It takes a worried man, you know, to sing a worried song I've got issues, yeah Like I miss you, yeah And I wish I weren't so thick I'm making myself sick If that phone don't ring one more time I'm gonna lose what's left of my mind You made a big impression for a girl of your size Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes |
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And the hole in the screen is barely big enough for you
And not near enough for me to go And the whole damn complicated Situation could've been avoided if I'd only shut the window And I may be leavin' myself open To a murder or a heart attack But I'm leavin' the back door open 'Til you come back, 'til you come back And I may be movin' myself closer To a real untimely end But I'm leavin' the back door open 'Til you come home again, you come home again And I told the neighbors, I put pictures up And handed out some flyers at the show And the whole town speculating Situations could've been avoided if I'd only shut the window And I may be leavin' myself open To a murder or a heart attack But I'm leavin' the back door open 'Til you come back, 'til you come back And I may be movin' myself closer To a real untimely end But I'm leavin' the back door open 'Til you come home again, you come home again 'Til you come home again And I may be leavin' myself open To a murder or a heart attack But I'm leavin' the back door open 'Til you come back, 'til you come back And I may be movin' myself closer To a real untimely end But I'm leavin' the back door open 'Til you come home again, you come home again 'Til you come home again, 'til you come home |
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She's a singer and I'm a smoker
I'm dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford I'm just smoking up what I got heavy into Dragged it up, coughed it up Sat up wondering where you gone to All for your return I drank, what wouldn't burn And called your name but you never came She's a singer and I'm a smoker I'm dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford I'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough It's two o'clock, black and white Ceilings got no good advice All for your return I drank what wouldn't burn And called your name but you never came She's a singer and I'm a smoker I'm dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford |
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I was a debater
Was not a stoner or an inline skater Was not a player or a player hater I was just a bookworm on a respirator Who's to say that's wrong? I was in the chess club Didn't have a swimming pool much less a true love Didn't have a dalliance much less a hot tub I was just a brain whose brain never let up Who's to say that's wrong? The twelve years after five are years we're lucky to survive Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away Went out for the football team Found out the hard way that you can't live your dad's dream Had pretty thin skin to be in the machine Then I found a guitar and the rest's a fanzine Who's to say that's wrong? The moral of the song is that the high school kids are wrong You know they have been all along come graduation day, you'll be gone Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away The moral of the song is that the high school kids are wrong You know they have been all along, come graduation, you'll be gone Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away Hang in there friends forever, in memory far away In memory far away |
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| 4:48 |
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I got a time bomb, in my mind, Mom
I hear it ticking but I don't know why I call the police but they don't like me I hear 'em whispering when I walk by I got a land mine in my bloodline I'm not immune to getting blown apart She's like a claymore, that's what she's there for She's waiting 'round here to get blown apart Having her on my brain's like getting hit by a train She's gonna kill me, oh, Celeste, oh, Celeste Oh, Celeste, oh, Celeste I got a time bomb, in my mind, Mom It's gonna go off but I don't know when I need a doctor to extract her I got a feeling she'd get right back in again I got a time bomb, in my mind, Mom I got it badly for a stick-legged girl She's gonna kill me and I don't mean softly I got it badly for a stick-legged girl Having her on my brain's, getting hit by a train She's gonna kill me, oh, Celeste, oh, Celeste Oh, Celeste, oh, Celeste Oh, Celeste |
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