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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Thirty-one today
What a thing to say Drinking Guinness in the afternoon Taking shelter in the black cocoon I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now But it's not, and I don't know where to turn Called some guy I knew Had a drink or two And we fumbled as the day grew dark I pretended that I felt a spark I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now But it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn Easter comes and goes Maybe Jesus knows So you roll on with the best you can Getting loaded, watching CNN I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now I thought my life would be different somehow I thought my life would be better by now But it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know where to turn No, it's not, and I don't know |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
It must be hard ringing the bells
Of doors that don't swing wide anymore It must be hard hearing the sound Of voices just inside of the door A man who couldn't hold your coat Once hung on every anecdote So it must be hard watching the fellows gloat Ballantines It must be hard seeing the same old crowd Just pass you by in the street It must be tough knowing your stuff Could only horrify the elite You cut off everyone you know Boy you told 'em all where to go Now it must be hard getting the same heave-ho Ballantines Well, patrons at the bar in Lexington, Kentucky Once sprung for every drink you downed With things the way they are it's not that kind of party If what you've got just might be going around The fat cats won't be getting thin Seeing the kind of jam you're in Though the angels dance on the head of another pin Ballantines Ballantines Ballantines |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Get up, the needle has pricked a little finger.
She wants the beautiful child the blood will bring her. You ask a question in the mirror. Alas, no answer could be clearer. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, a substitute artist just reprieved you Beware the flattery ruses have deceived you. The kings of yesterday falling, But you'll come when destiny's calling. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. I don't want anything anyway. I was happy with what I had yesterday. Who wants the whole weight of the world When it'll drag you down… Underground? Today she's singing a song called Hallelujah You stay, she's bringin' the poison apple to ya. Sun's up and reveille's playing You know what everyone's saying. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. Get up, get up, you're borrowing time. |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Storefront, streetcars rattle
One more losing battle What is Columbus Avenue to you now? Last call tattoo parlor Deathbed sword swallower What is Columbus Avenue to you now? The place where you failed To make your story go over The place where you bailed And let the bottom drag you under Drag you under Cheap shot paranoia Exiled from Victoria What is Columbus Avenue to you now? The place where you failed To make your story go over The place where you bailed And let the bottom drag you under Drag you under Where you moved with a ghastly precision To the echoes of bones in the air Finding hope in an X-ray division Of a world that's not there Cafe sinners bother you Empty pockets follow you What is Columbus Avenue to you now? The place where you failed To make your story go over The place where you bailed And let the bottom drag you under Drag you under What is Columbus Avenue to you now? |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
You've got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway
The road to Orange Country leaves an awful lot of leeway Where everyone's a doctor or a specialist in retail They'll sell you all the speed you want if you can take the blackmail You know it I know it Why don't you Just show it You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You've got a lot of money but you cannot keep your bills paid The sacrifice is worth it just to hang around the arcade You found yourself a prophet but you left him on the boardwalk Another chocolate Easter bunny, hollowed out by your talk You know it I know it Why don't you Just show it You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway And everything I do is wrong But at least I'm hanging on You got a lot of money that you can't afford You got a lot of money that you can't afford You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford the freeway You got a lot of money but you can't afford You got a lot of money but you can't afford |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Go, honey go -
Into the ocean Go, honey go - Into the great beyond Til you're good and gone And you can hide away for When everything goes wrong Honey - go Go, honey go - If I were you I would Leave this neighborhood Away from people who never Treat you like they should Honey - go Go In the woods or in the ice and snow Where there is No one else you know You've really nowhere Else to go So honey go Go, honey go Cause it's a dead end street And it's a street in a town Where winning isn't sweet And every win Is the beginning of defeat So honey - go Go |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Everything's beautiful
Every day's a holiday The day you live without it Everything changes up Everything shifts and falls Unless you care about it But you sit there in the darkness And you make plans but they're hopeless And you blame God when you're lonely And you'll call it fate When you show up too late and it's over Here on the boulevard You were the golden boy A mix of brains and muscle That was a lucky break Luck is a thing you make Not just another hustle But you sit there in the darkness And you make plans but they're hopeless And you blame God when you're lonely And you'll call it fate When you show up too late and it's over 'Cause nothing can wait forever They don't give unlimited chances in life They hand you the knife And tell you to cut it or run So baby let's fly Baby let's run Baby let's run 'Cause everything's beautiful Every day's a holiday But days are getting shorter The moon and the stars report The boulevard's last resort And now your last supporter But you sit there in the darkness And you make plans but they're hopeless And you blame God when you're lonely And you'll call it fate When you show up too late and it's over |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Little tornado
Bane of the trailer park Lifting houses To leave your mark Little tornado Noah can build his ark But he will never Disembark Make it go faster Baby, go faster Make it go twice the speed Of you and me Little tornado You and the hurricane Close your eyes and Go campaign Make it go faster Baby, go faster Make it go twice the speed Of you and me Oh, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) No, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) No, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know Little tornado Blew out the windowpane Left the inside To the rain Make it go faster Baby, go faster Make it go twice the speed Of you and me Oh, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) No, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know (We don't know, we don't know) Oh, no, no, we don't, no, we don't know |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Macka wants to ride on the Mouse and the Tilt-A-Whirl
Canada is looking for a smile from a pin-up girl But I ain't looking for nothing Just spend the money I made I ain't gotta do nothing today Everybody's waiting for their thing just to come along They all got something they can pin all their feelings on But I ain't looking for nothing Just spend the money I made I ain't looking for nothing today I got high on the Ferris Wheel Didn't like how it made me feel So alone Another cog in the loading zone Macka went on home when the fireworks and rides were done Canada got busted with a girl who was way too young But I wasn't looking for nothing Not trouble, money or thrills ‘Cause when you're looking for nothing Babe, it's not the speed that kills Oh, I'm not looking for nothing Just spend my money and go I'm not looking for nothing To put me in the rodeo |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
The day you left and you called me bitch
I called you selfish, better pull that switch Put my son on amphetamines He came home crying and there's your proof Crying 'bout nothing but a missing tooth I did the right thing. You shade the truth almost everyday Phone calls at night “it's going to be ok” Are you saddened, baby, under the bridge? Are you saddened, baby, on Lake Street? Black marker on cardboard Little drawing of a medicine wheel But everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal Maybe you'll wake up in jail alone And hold the handle of the one pay phone And do the right thing Like I once tried but I bent the truth A five dollar dent for a little lost tooth There's a payback in front of me Because once you were like a walking high Breaking in motion through the parking lot Are you saddened, baby, under the bridge? Are you saddened, baby, on Lake Street? Black marker on cardboard Little drawing of a medicine wheel Everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal Words of encouragement are just as real Saving my faith does have a smooth group appeal Are you saddened, baby, under the bridge? Are you saddened, baby, on Lake Street? Black Marker on cardboard Little drawing of a medicine wheel Everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal Everything that's good you steal From me |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Got out of Phoenix, just in time
A box of kleenex, for the ride The tumbleweeds said, their goodbyes To javelinas and DUIs I don't want to abandon you but baby I've had my fill You love me like a dollar bill You roll me up and trade me in And if you had the chance you will And if you get the chance again It's hard to know when to cut and run You balance heartache with your fun And when the scales tip, you know you're done I don't want to abandon you but baby I've had my fill You love me like a dollar bill You roll me up and trade me in And if you had the chance you will And if you get the chance again Cos I know love doesn't change anything at all I know love doesn't change a thing I wanted to believe in you and baby I believe it still Baby I've just had my fill You love me like a dollar bill You roll me up and trade me in And if you have the chance you will And if you get the chance again I know you'll do the best you can But baby love doesn't change anything at all I know love doesn't change a thing |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
I turned Stranger into Starman
In the Sunday New York Times Like Anne Sexton with her star rats Working backwards till it rhymes For the love of God you can't tell me again For the love of God you can't tell me again With a pencil and eraser I've rewritten all your crimes I turned Stranger into Starman In the Sunday New York Times |
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from Aimee Mann - @#%&! Smilers (2008)
Nightly you retrace your steps again to return to the scene of the crime
It's uncanny how you hover in the air over the wreckage that you left behind I want you but you're a poltergeist I want you but, baby, the price is high I want you and now I've said it twice so Mary dim the lights Really, when you come into the room it's not helping me, seeing you now It's not easy, in this phosphorescent gloom, telling waking dreams apart anyhow I want you but you're a poltergeist I want you but, baby, the price is high I want you and now I've said it twice so Mary dim the lights Cups and saucers crashing in but Houdini blows the gag again Then no one's a true believer I want you but you're a poltergeist I want you but, baby, the price is high I want you and now I've said it twice so Mary dim the lights Cups and saucers crashing in but Houdini blows the gag again |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
I heard the sidewalk Santa say
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas Salvation's coming cheap today Merry Christmas, merry Christmas I searched the skyline for a star Merry Christmas, merry Christmas And, baby, I wondered where you are Merry Christmas, merry Christmas 'Cause comfort's not possible when You look past the joy to the end Calling on Mary is voluntary Unless you're alone like me If there's a star above, then it can look like love When they light up the Christmas tree When I was young, I couldn't see Merry Christmas, merry Christmas All that my true love gave to me Merry Christmas, merry Christmas She offered sight to the blind But I'm not the miracle kind Calling on Mary is voluntary Unless you're alone like me If there's a star above, then it can look like love When they light up the Christmas tree And to all the lost souls down below Merry Christmas, merry Christmas What's one more drifter in the snow? Merry Christmas, merry Christmas Merry Christmas, merry Christmas If there's a star above, then it can look like love When they light up the Christmas tree If there's a star above, then it can look like love When they light up the Christmas tree |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light From now on, our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yule-tide gay, From now on, our troubles will be miles away. Here we are as in olden days, Happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more. Through the years We all will be together, If the Fates allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
I'm dreaming tonight
Of a place I love Even more than I usually do. And although I know It's a long road back I promise you I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe And presents under the tree. Christmas Eve will find me Where the love-light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams. Oh oh ah I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe And presents under the tree. Oh Christmas Eve will find me Where the love-light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams. If only yeah Well now, if only, only, only, only If only in my dreams. If only Well, well, well Lord If only oh |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose, Yuletide carols being sung by a choir, And folks dressed up like Eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe, Can help to make the season bright. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow, Will find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's on his way; He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh. And every mother's child is going to spy, To see if reindeer really know how to fly. And so I'm offering this simple phrase, To kids from one to ninety-two, Although its been said many times, many ways, |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
Whatever happened to Christmas? It's gone and left no traces,
Whatever happened to the faces or the glow. Whatever happened to Christmas, to Christmas way of living? Whatever happened to the giving, the magic in the snow? Remember the sights and the smells and the sounds, And remember how love was all around, whatever happened to it all? Whatever happened to Christmas, bells in the streets are ringing, Whatever happened to the singing, the songs we used to know. Where was I, and whatever happened to you? Whatever happened to Christmas and you? |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten, and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright |
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from Aimee Mann - One More Drifter In The Snow [ccm] (2006)
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
in the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight, walking in a winter wonderland. Gone away is the bluebird, here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song, as we go along, walking in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, Then pretend that he is Parson Brown He'll say: Are you married? we'll say: No man, But you can do the job when you're in town. Later on, we'll conspire, as we dream by the fire To face unafraid, the plans that we've made, walking in a winter wonderland. |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
You pulled up and parked your El Dorado
We said "hi" and kissed with some bravado I got out my camera and was laughing Happy it was you I'm photographing And we drove to the ferry Like the cat and canary I said, "Baby, it's scary When it's so beautiful Why does it hurt me To feel so much tenderness? Beautiful You little wonder, you" Maybe then I held your hand and kissed you I know once I just hauled off and hit you 'Cause I can't even stand it 'Cause I don't want to end it To be perfectly candid ? Baby, you're beautiful Sometimes it hurts me To feel so much tenderness Beautiful Wish you could see it, too And all I have to do today Is make you happy The only thing you have to say Is, "It's all lovely, baby" Late that night, we checked into the Bellevue Held you close, but, baby ? couldn't tell you And we stayed in our Calvins And we swore we'd be best friends And I looked through the zoom lens And thought you were beautiful Sometimes it hurts me To feel so much tenderness Beautiful Baby, I'm dazzled By the view Beautiful You don't need to tell me I'm completely powerless Beautiful I wish you could see it, too I wish you could see it, too I wish you could see it, too Baby, how I see you |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
Cotton candy was king
On the midway that spring When I saw you in the ring on the lawn Dear John Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on Oh, the lectures I gave So the girls would behave While the band played all your favorite songs Dear John Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on But numbers come up and you're left to the fates Though I always thought you were one of the greats Once somebody stationed in Kuala Lumpur Said he thought you went out, but he couldn't be sure And the midway I knew Where the sky was so blue With the memory of you is gone Dear John Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
Something isn't right
I don't know how I know But baby, it's despite Your dog-and-pony show I can hear it coming You're only going through the motions, baby With your engines humming You're just going through the motions, baby Feel like I'm in jail With you and Mr. Hyde A guy who leaves a trail About a mile wide So it starts already That you're just going through the motions, baby You can throw confetti But you're still going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby They'll have a big parade For every day that you stay clean But when the trumpets fade You'll go under like a submarine And you won't see it coming No, you won't see it coming You could have it made Up there in San Rafael But baby, I'm afraid I'll never see you well Because I've seen the tally And you're just going through the motions, baby To a big finale That comes from going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby You're just going through the motions, baby |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
Put on your shoes, girl
I'm goin' to the coast Where every loser Gives up what hurts the most And all those haunted Unlucky guys get told Who's really wanted And who just can't stay sold Goodbye, Caroline You're my favorite faith healer Goodbye, everything Say I gave to the house dealer Who could only really let you down Put on your coat, babe My luck is winding down I'll get your suitcase And pull the car around Goodbye, Caroline You're my favorite faith healer Goodbye, everything Say I gave to the house dealer Who could only really let you down Where it's lit day for night And the clocks wear their faces bowed Where the hands and cuffs gleam white As they hang on a nicotine cloud Goodbye, Caroline Goodbye, everything Goodbye, Caroline You're my favorite faith healer Goodbye, everything Say I gave to the house dealer Who could only really let you down Who could only really let you down Who could only Let you down Let you down Let you down Let you down |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
I want to believe
If you tell me so I want to believe 'Cause you oughta know That kicking is hard But the bottom's harder So I'm taking your card But I cannot get my head around it, baby I cannot get my head around it, baby 'Cause that's just not the way You make me feel I want to believe But, baby, I'm dry I want to believe But you testify And I'll pour the drinks Like a true believer Whose god never blinks But I cannot get my head around it, baby I cannot get my head around it, baby 'Cause that's just not the way You make me feel No, that's just not the way You make me feel No, that's just not the way You make me feel Like way more real than real The world inside the glass That struggles to conceal The wreckage on the overpass I cannot get my head I cannot get my head I cannot get my head around it, baby 'Cause that's just not the way You make me feel No, that's just not the way You make me feel No, that's just not the way You make me feel |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
That summer was just crazy hot
We walked the fairground parking lot And with our secret handshakes Sealed the deal completely But I'm too close to know just what Will keep Pandora's boxes shut And so I'll fail you badly When you really need me 'Cause I don't know What I should know ? That I can't help you anymore No, I can't help you anymore No, I can't help you anymore I'll get a pen and make a list And give you my analysis But I can't write this story With a happy ending Was I the bullet or the gun Or just a target drawn upon A wall that you decided Wasn't worth defending? And I should know But I don't know That I can't help you anymore No, I can't help you anymore No, I can't help you anymore Anymore No, I can't help you 'Cause baby, look what I have done The ruins just go on and on I've got to let it go now, or it will drag me under So I can't help you anymore No, I can't help you anymore No, I can't help you anymore Anymore No, I can't help you anymore |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
The king of the jailhouse
And the queen of the road Think sharing the burden will lighten the load So they pack up their troubles In an old Cadillac That's her in the mirror, asleep in the back Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see And they don't give the answers At the end of the test So you can't simply stand there and hope for the best So wake me up at the border When we reach Mexico I'll tell you a secret I don't even know Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see Honey, I don't wanna turn around And go back there ? do you? I think you know something I don't know That I need to Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see That I can't see |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
From the 22nd floor
Walking down the corridor Looking out the picture window down On Sycamore While perspective lines converge Rows of cars and buses merge All the sweet green trees of Atlanta burst Like little bombs Or little pom-poms Shaken by a careless hand That drives them off And leaves again Life just kind of empties out Less a deluge than a drought Less a giant mushroom cloud Than an unexploded shell Inside a cell Of the Lennox Hotel On the 22nd floor Found a notice on my door While outside, the sun is shining on Those little bombs Those little pom-poms Life just kind of empties out Less a deluge than a drought Less a giant mushroom cloud Than an unexploded shell Inside a cell Of the Lennox Hotel Inside a cell Of the Lennox Hotel Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Inside a cell Of the Lennox Hotel Inside a cell Of the Lennox Hotel |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
Sitting in your father's basement
Waiting for the phone to ring Still in your pajamas, baby She made up some excuse to see you You said you didn't feel a thing Tired of all the dramas, maybe But still The moment you hear The moment you know I'm sure you'd come running, baby Sure The moment you hear That she really wants you Packing up your old apartment Sealing up another box Wondering what made you choose her And moving house when you're a stoner Everything you come across Makes you feel like such a loser But still The moment you hear The moment you know I'm sure you'd come running, baby Sure The moment you hear That she really wants you 'Cause the stray that you found That looked so cute at the pound Now has you putting her down as rabid If it was badder than bad Well, then ? you oughta be glad You can break it like another habit But still The moment you hear The moment you know I'm sure you'd come running, baby Sure The moment you hear That she really wants you Oh, sure The moment you hear The moment you know I'm sure you'd come running, baby Sure The moment you hear That she really wants you |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
I drew a picture of you
You and your anchor tattoo And saw the face that I knew Covered in shame You drew a bird that was here A kind of sweet chanticleer But with a terrible fear That the cage couldn't tame That's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart So, like a ghost in the snow I'm getting ready to go 'Cause baby, that's all I know ? How to open the door And though the exit is crude It saves me coming unglued For when you're not in the mood For the gloves and the canvas floor That's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart That's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart |
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from Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm (2005)
Tell me why I feel so bad, honey
TV's flat and nothing is funny I get sad and stuck in a cone of silence Like a big balloon with nothing for ballast Labeled like a bottle for Alice Drink me down or I'll drown in a sea of giants And tell me, "Baby, baby, I love you It's nonstop memories of you It's like a video of you playing It's all loops of seven-hour kisses Cut with a couple near-misses Back to the scene of the actor saying: 'Tell me, baby, baby ? why do I feel so bad?'" Tell me why I feel so bad, honey Fighting left me plenty of money But didn't keep the promise of memory lapses Like a building that's been slated for blasting I'm the proof that nothing is lasting Counting to eleven as it collapses And tell me, "Baby, baby, I love you It's nonstop memories of you It's like a video of you playing It's all loops of seven-hour kisses Cut with a couple near-misses Back to the scene of the actor saying: 'Tell me, baby, baby ? why do I feel so bad?'" Baby, baby, I love you Baby, baby, I love you But baby, I feel so bad |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Guys like me
We don't know how it feels Absentee Even closing the deal With every player there's a payoff in the final reel But never with guys like me Cause guys like me We look good at the gate But you'll agree With the odds on the slate And put your money on a bona-fide heavyweight And take it off guys like me Take off guys like me They'll pull you close but never really Looking warm but feeling chilly You'll describe us as "impassioned" When it's just a front we've fashion Cause guys like me We all vow to become Clear and free of the fife and the drum And block the circulation till we're all completely numb Let's hear it for guys like me Let's hear it for guys like me Let's hear it for guys Guys like me |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
The monkey knows how you'll react
Creating want by holding back Like some reverse pyromaniac Let me try, baby, try I propped my window up and then I turned my back to lure you in To rifle through what I might have been Let me try, baby, try Baby please, let me begin Let me be your heroin Hate the sinner but love the sin Let me be your heroin We have crossed the Rubicon Our ship awash, our rudder gone The rats have fled but I'm hanging on Let me try, baby, try Baby please, let me begin Let me be your heroin Hate the sinner but love the sin Let me be your heroin |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Say you were split, you were split in fragments
And none of the pieces would talk to you Wouldn't you want to be who you had been Well, baby I want that too So better take the keys and drive forever Staying won't put these futures back together All the perfect drugs and superheroes Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero Baby, you're great, you've been more than patient Saying it's not a catastrophe But I'm not the girl you once put your faith in Just someone who looks like me So better take the keys and drive forever Staying won't put these futures back together All the perfect drugs and superheroes Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero So get out while you can Get out while you can Baby I'm pouring quicksand And sinking is all I had planned So better just go Oh better take the keys and drive forever Staying won't put these futures back together All the perfect drugs and superheroes Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put baby together again All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put baby together again |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
There comes a time when you swim or sink
So I jumped in the drink 'Cause I couldn't make myself clear Maybe I wrote in invisible ink Oh, I've tried to think How I could have made it appear But another illustration is wasted 'Cause the results are the same I feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands Over some Ouija board in the hopes I can spell out my name What some take for magic at first glance Is just sleight-of-hand depending on what you believe Something gets lost when you translate It's hard to keep straight Perspective is everything And I know now which is which and what angle I oughta look at it from I suppose I should be happy to be misread Better be that than some of the other things I have become But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is cliched, the jokes are stale And baby we've all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can't sell anymore And aside from that, this chain of reaction, Baby, is losing a link Though I'd hope you'd know what I tried to tell you And if you don't I could draw you a picture in invisible ink But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is cliched, the jokes are stale And baby we've all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can't sell anymore |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
I keep going round and round on the same old circuit
A wire travels underground to a vacant lot Where something I can't see interupts the current And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot And from behind the screen, it can look so perfect But it's not So here I'm sitting in my car at the same old stop light I keep waiting for a change, but I don't know what So red turns into green turning into yellow But I'm just frozen here on the same old spot And all I have to do is to press the pedal But I'm not No, I'm not People are tricky, you can't afford to show Anything risky, anything they don't know The moment you try, well, kiss it goodbye So baby kiss me like a drug, like a respirator And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut Where I get lost in space that goes on forever And you make all the rest just an afterthought And I believe it's you who could make it better though it's not No, it's not No, it's not |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Lost in space
A bubble drifting Into a place Where planets shift and The moon's erased Its features lift in the glare But I'm the stuff Of happy endings Though mostly bluff Belief suspending But close enough For just pretending to care And I'm pretending to care When I'm not even there Gone, but I don't know where Well, she's the face And I'm the double Who keeps the pace And clears the rubble And, lost in space Fills up the bubble with air By just pretending to care Like I'm not even there Gone, but I don't know where You split like a cell And then cannot tell The line from its parallel So baby, beware I'm just pretending to care Like I'm not even there Gone, but I don't know where Gone, but I don't know where Gone, but I don't know where |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Oh Mario, sit here by the window
Stay here 'til we reach Idaho And when we go Hold my hand on take-off Tell me what I already know That we can't talk about it No, we can't talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows There's not a chance in hell, but Oh Mario. we're only to Ohio It's kinda getting harder to breathe I won't let it show I'm all about denial But can't denial let me believe? That we could talk about it But we can't talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows but rarely shows it well Well, well, well Oh Mario, why if this is nothing I'm finding it so hard to dismiss If you're what I need, Then only you can save me So come on baby. give me the fix And let's just talk about it I've got to talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows Like it was show and tell So tell me That's how I nearly fell By ringing Pavlov's Bell So, baby, show and tell Oh Mario, Mario |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
You don't know, so don't say you do--
You don't You might think that things will change, But take my word-- They won't You paint a lovely picture, But reality intrudes With a message for you And it's real bad news I was undecided like you At first But I could not stem the tide of overwhelm And thirst You try to keep it going, but a lot of avenues Just aren't open to you When you're real bad news I've got love and anger They come as a pair You can take your chances But buyer beware And I won't Make you feel bad When I show you This big ball of sad isn't Worth even filling with air And baby, let me tell you You can get some things confused Like whose secrets are whose And that's real bad news Real bad news Real bad news |
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The moth don't care when he sees the flame
he might get burned but he's in the game and once he's in he can't go back, and beat his wings 'til he burns them black no the moth don't care when he sees the flame no the moth don't care when he sees the flame the moth don't care if the flame is real cuz flame and moth got a sweetheart deal and nothing fuels a good flirtation like need and anger and desperation no the moth don't care if the flame is real no the moth don't care if the flame is real So come on let's go ready or not cuz there's a flame I know hotter than hot and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away the moth don't care if the flame burns low cuz moth believes in an afterglow and flames are never douzed completely all you really need is a love of heat no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low So come on let's go ready or not cuz there's a flame I know hotter than hot and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
This is how it goes
You'll get angry at yourself And think you can think of something else And I'll hear the clanging of the bells 'Cause I can't stop you baby... 'Cause I don't have the bribery in place No bright shiny surface to my face So I won't go near the market place With what I'm selling lately 'Cause this is how it goes 'Cause it's all about drugs It's all about shame And whatever they want Don't tell 'em your name This is how it goes: One more failure to connect With so many how could I object? And you, what on earth did you expect? Well, I can't tell you, baby When this is how it goes 'Cause it's all about drugs It's all about shame And whatever they want Don't tell 'em your name So I'll try to hold on While you try to let go You won't tell me it's gone But, baby, I'll know Baby, I'll know Baby, I'll know |
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from Aimee Mann - Lost In Space (2005)
Better pack your bags and run
Or stay until the job is done Or maybe you can sit and hope That providence will fray the rope And sink like a stone Or go it alone And isn't it enough - for you? Isn't it enough? So better pack your bags and run And send it to oblivion Where you don't look like anyone That anyone would care about And do what you do 'Til it buries you And isn't it enough - for you? Isn't it enough? And baby - isn't it enough? Like Major Reno at the bluff Wondering aloud if help is on the way And baby, isn't this your chance To make a break with circumstance Isn't it enough to prove today's the day? Isn't it enough to prove today's the day? |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Today's the fourth of July
Another June has gone by And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky I'm certain I am alone In harbouring thoughts of our home It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past I ought to have gotten it gone Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her" So that's today's memory lane With all the pathos and pain Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless And they're always the same A verse, then a verse, and refrain Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her..." |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
I'm told the case is now closed So I can come to my senses But when the question is posed I'll have this meager defense I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before Despite conclusions I drew There was a chance you'd surprise me And you'd be better than you 'Cause I'd have left otherwise I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're and amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before So I wasn't thinking clearly So you didn't think at all I thought was protocol I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before I was hoping that I was hoping but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before -
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Now that I've met you
Would you object to Never seeing each other again 'Cause I can't afford to Climb aboard you No one's got that much ego to spend So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately 'Cause I'm just a problem For you to solve and Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm But what will you do when You run it through and You can't get me back on the farm So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately You're on your honor 'Cause I'm a goner And you haven't even begun So do me a favor If I should waver Be my savior And get out the gun So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Something isn't right
I don't know how I know But baby, it's despite Your dog-and-pony show I can hear it coming You're only going through the motions, baby With your engines humming You're just going through the motions, baby Feel like I'm in jail With you and Mr. Hyde A guy who leaves a trail About a mile wide So it starts already That you're just going through the motions, baby You can throw confetti But you're still going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby They'll have a big parade For every day that you stay clean But when the trumpets fade You'll go under like a submarine And you won't see it coming No, you won't see it coming You could have it made Up there in San Rafael But baby, I'm afraid I'll never see you well Because I've seen the tally And you're just going through the motions, baby To a big finale That comes from going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby Going through the motions, baby You're just going through the motions, baby |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
The king of the jailhouse
And the queen of the road Think sharing the burden will lighten the load So they pack up their troubles In an old Cadillac That's her in the mirror, asleep in the back Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see And they don't give the answers At the end of the test So you can't simply stand there and hope for the best So wake me up at the border When we reach Mexico I'll tell you a secret I don't even know Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see Honey, I don't wanna turn around And go back there ? do you? I think you know something I don't know That I need to Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me Baby, there's something wrong with me That I can't see That I can't see That I can't see |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
(Five six seven fifty)
You fucked it up You should've quit Till circumstances Had changed a bit You fucked it up You jumped the gun I swore you off but You climbed back on And when you said Of course you know Could I be blamed If I'd wished it so I don't think so You fucked it up Or was it you 'Cause when you said it I said it too What of it And all that stuff I knew before Just turned into Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me more Please love me |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Oh Mario, sit here by the window
Stay here 'til we reach Idaho And when we go Hold my hand on take-off Tell me what I already know That we can't talk about it No, we can't talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows There's not a chance in hell, but Oh Mario. we're only to Ohio It's kinda getting harder to breathe I won't let it show I'm all about denial But can't denial let me believe? That we could talk about it But we can't talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows but rarely shows it well Well, well, well Oh Mario, why if this is nothing I'm finding it so hard to dismiss If you're what I need, Then only you can save me So come on baby. give me the fix And let's just talk about it I've got to talk about it Because nobody knows That's how I nearly fell Trading clothes And ringing Pavlov's Bell History shows Like it was show and tell So tell me That's how I nearly fell By ringing Pavlov's Bell So, baby, show and tell Oh Mario, Mario |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
You look like - a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet But can you - save me Come on and - save me If you could - save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cause I can tell You know what it's like The long farewell Of the hunger strike But can you save me Come on and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone You struck me dumb like radium Like Peter Pan or Superman You will come to save me C'mon and save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone 'Cept the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone But the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone C'mon and save me Why don't you save me If you could save me From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks Who suspect they could never love anyone Except the freaks who could never love anyone |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
Nothing was saving our day
There was nothing to say But you said something anyway Claiming I stepped out of line Which forced you to leave me As if that idea was mine Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started I bet you knew it would come That's just like you to sit back And just play it dumb One word of warning would help But that sacrifice was made Trying to save yourself Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started Maybe that's just how I am To fall where I stand Or I'm weak for that kind of man One who looks helpless and brave But you turned into a coward I don't care for the parts you saved Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing... |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
You looked the part of
The poor brave martyr And guess who broke your heart Whoever has it Sugarcoated When they wrote it I would've believed it too I would've believed it too I would believe it I'm so relentless And you're defenseless Until the pencil stops You'll be the one who's Sugarcoated Overloaded Do you believe it's true Do you believe it's true Do you believe it And out of your mouth Comes a stream of cliches Now I have given you so much rope You should have been hanging for days But you keep spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out Spinning it out It wasn't nice though I came back twice so Now I'm the antichrist If I had been as Sugarcoated Self-promoted They would've believed me too They would've believed me too Would you believe me too Would you believe it too |
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from Aimee Mann - Live At St. Anne (2004)
In our endeavor we are never seeing eye to eye
No guts to serve us so forever may we wave goodbye And you're always telling me that it's my turn to move When I wonder what could make the needle jump the groove I won't fall for the oldest trick in the book So don't sit there and think you're off of the hook By saying there is no use changing 'cause That's just what you are That's just what you are Acting steady always ready to defend your fears What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try Like it would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy It's not like you would lose some critical piece If somehow you moved point A to point B Maintaining there is no point changing 'cause That's just what you are That's just what you are Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face But we still would arrive at the very same place With you running around and me out of the race So maybe you're right, nobody can take Something older than time and hope you could make It better, that would be a mistake So take it just so far 'Cause that's just what you are That's just what you are That's just what you are Acting steady always ready to defend your fears What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears You're like a sleepwalking man, it's a danger to wake you Even when it is apparent where your actions will take you That's just what you are And that's just what you are That's just what you are That's just what you are |
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The moth don't care when he sees the flame
he might get burned but he's in the game and once he's in he can't go back, and beat his wings 'til he burns them black no the moth don't care when he sees the flame no the moth don't care when he sees the flame the moth don't care if the flame is real cuz flame and moth got a sweetheart deal and nothing fuels a good flirtation like need and anger and desperation no the moth don't care if the flame is real no the moth don't care if the flame is real So come on let's go ready or not cuz there's a flame I know hotter than hot and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away the moth don't care if the flame burns low cuz moth believes in an afterglow and flames are never douzed completely all you really need is a love of heat no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low So come on let's go ready or not cuz there's a flame I know hotter than hot and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away |
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It's not what you thought When you first began it You got what you want now You can hardly stand it thought by now you know It's not going to stop It's not going to stop It's not going to stop 'til you wise up You're sure there's a cure and You have finally found it you think one drink Will shrink you til you're underground and living down but it's not going to stop It's not going to stop it's not going to stop 'til you wise up Prepare a list of what you need before you sign away and do the deed Cause it's not going to stop it's not going to stop it's not going to stop 'til you wise up no it's not going to stop 'til you wise up no it's not going to sop So just give up
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from I Am Sam (아이 엠 샘) [ost] (2002)
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow and green, Towering over your head Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes, And she's gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies, Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high. Newspaper taxis appear on the shore Waiting to take you away Climb in the back with your head in the clouds And you're gone Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Picture yourself on a train in a station With plasticine porters with looking glass ties Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds.................... |
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from I Am Sam (아이 엠 샘) [ost] (2002)
Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's Hard earned pay you and me Sunday driving Not arriving On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home Two of us sending postcards Writing letters On my wall You and me burning matches Lifting latches On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead Two of us wearing raincoats Standing so low In the sun You and me chasing paper Getting nowhere On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead Two of us wearing raincoats Standing so low In the sun You and me chasing paper Getting nowhere On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home We're going home Better believe it |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
Today's the fourth of July
Another June has gone by And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky I'm certain I am alone In harbouring thoughts of our home It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past I ought to have gotten it gone Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her" So that's today's memory lane With all the pathos and pain Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless And they're always the same A verse, then a verse, and refrain Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her..." |
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Fifty years after the fair
The picture I have is so clear Underneath the clouds in the air Rose the Trylon and the Perisphere And that for me was the finest of scenes The perfect world across the river in Queens Fifty years after the fair I drink from a different cup But it does no good to compare Cause nothing ever measures up I guess just for a second we thought That all good things would rise to the top And how beautiful it was, tomorrow We'll never have a day of sorrow We got through the '30s but our belts were tight We conceived of a future with no hope in sight We've got decades ahead of us to get it right, I swear Fifty years after the fair Fifty years after the fair I live in tomorrow town Even on a wing and a prayer The future never came around It hurts to even think of those days The damage we do by the hopes that we raise But how beautiful it was, tomorrow We'll never have a day of sorrow We got through the '30's but our belts were tight We conceived of a future with no hope in sight We've got decades ahead of us to get it right, I swear Fifty years after the fair |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
So he's retired
Lives with his sister in a furnished flat He's got this suit that He'll never wear outside without a hat His hair is white but he looks half his age He looks like Jimmy Stewart in his younger days And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you My mother's calling From where she's living up in Troy, Vermont She tries to tell me A father figure must be what I want I've always thought age made no difference Am I the only one to whom that's making sense? And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you The day I met him he was raking leaves In his tiny yard Of course I know that We've only got ten years or twenty left But to be honest I'm happy with whatever time we get Depending on whichever book you read Sometimes it takes a lifetime to get what you need And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
I should be knocking on the door of the pearly gates
Why keep a poor man alive in a job he hates I've heard that good things will come to he who waits I should be riding on a float in the hit parade Instead of standing on the curb behind the barricade Another verse in the doormat serenade Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Oh, at least put some hope in the box for me Cause it's only black and white and not a lot of each There's a remote on the shelf, but it's out of reach Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Put some hope in the bottom of the box for me I need it (Oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Put me on (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top again (change the odds) Or at least put some hope (oooh, put me on top) Put some home in the bottom of the box Oh, at least put some hope in the bottom of the box |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
You see me as a judge
Though I deny it And hold me like a grudge Then justify it But when you take such pains In searching for something that explains Please, take a good look at our remains Cause if you were everything you say Things would be different today And maybe there's room for compromise But signs that I get say otherwise Say anything, cause I've heard everything As hopeless as it seems I wouldn't worry You'll get your chance to tell Your side of the story While you're raising your right hand Whatever defenses you had planned Remember that when you take the stand If you were everything you say Things would be different today And though I'd be happy to believe I'd have to be much more naive Say anything, I've heard everything... Now I've heard everything... So why do I refuse The truth, when I clearly cannot use The comfort of one more lame excuse Cause if you were everything you say Things would be different today And if you were everything you swear We wouldn't be beyond repair If you were everything you say Things would be different today And if there has got to be an if Get it over with Say anything, 'cause I've heard everything... Now I've heard everything... |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
Nothing was saving our day
There was nothing to say But you said something anyway Claiming I stepped out of line Which forced you to leave me As if that idea was mine Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started I bet you knew it would come That's just like you to sit back And just play it dumb One word of warning would help But that sacrifice was made Trying to save yourself Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started Maybe that's just how I am To fall where I stand Or I'm weak for that kind of man One who looks helpless and brave But you turned into a coward I don't care for the parts you saved Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing... |
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from Aimee Mann - Whatever (2001)
Well, I guess that this is now the end
Who'd have thought, my old friend We signed the papers and we capped the pen But I remember you from way back when Good evening, ladies and gentlemen Welcome David-what's-his-name-again Things change, the old cliche If we knew now what we knew yesterday Oh, we couldn't give it away I was working at a record store I knew you, you knew the score Some kind of deal is what we're looking for Time came, and disappeared No one steered and it got weirder Help was needed, no one volunteered Things change, you got to wait a bit What made me think that I could weather it? You're down before you even know that You've been hit And through it all I wondered Where the bus was taking you Who knew? Cause even though my one and one Was always making two I never thought that I was breaking you We were victims of the old taboo But people change, we changed too Just make it count before they get to you Cause things change, baby, hold the phone They'll shoot you down like you was Al Capone Oh, you better go it alone Well, I guess that this is now the end Paper signed, forget the pen Wonder if we'll ever meet again? |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
I've got some cookies from our junk food run
And here's a couple beers so Let's go create some fun Supplies are limited and I'm all out Of any explanation Of what I'm on about I'm tired Of having to try To convince you if I Go along with you it all will Backfire I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands And it isn't the way I pictured it Either Well things felt weird but you said that's alright That it was not a problem And we could just sit tight And when you said that I was sure I cringed 'Cause you had no suspicion That I had come unhinged Or just tired-- I cannot say which But there's always a hitch That will cause the whole thing to Backfire I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands now It's out of my hands now I know you'd like to be the St. Bernard Who rushes to the rescue When there's an avalanche But in my panic I may pull too hard And the novice lifeguard Gets rushed off in the ambulance I'm tired I cannot seem to Get a message to you That the rescue you planned has just Backfired I know you had plans Your intentions were grand But it's out of my hands now It's out of my hands now And it isn't the way I pictured it Either... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
He's a serious mister
Shake his hand and he'll twist your arm. With Monopoly money We'll be buying the funny farm. So I'll do flips, and get paid in chips From a diamond as big as the Ritz-- Then I'm calling it quits. (Calling it quits) Eyes the color of candy, Lies to cover the handicap. Though your slippers are ruby, You'll be led to the booby trap. And there's no prize, Just a smaller size, So I'm wearing the shoe 'til it fits, Then I'm calling it quits. Yes, I'm calling it quits. Yes, I'm calling it quits. Now he's numbering himself among the masterminds (Calling it quits) 'Cause he's hit upon the leverage of valentines. (Calling it quits) Lifting dialogue from Judy Garland storylines ...Where get-tough girls turn into gold mines. All those Polaroid babies, Taking chances with rabies, Happy to tear me to bits-- Well, I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it quits. Yes I'm calling it... |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Now that I've met you
Would you object to Never seeing each other again 'Cause I can't afford to Climb aboard you No one's got that much ego to spend So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately 'Cause I'm just a problem For you to solve and Watch dissolve in the heat of your charm But what will you do when You run it through and You can't get me back on the farm So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately You're on your honor 'Cause I'm a goner And you haven't even begun So do me a favor If I should waver Be my savior And get out the gun So don't work your stuff Because I've got troubles enough No, don't pick on me When one act of kindness could be Deathly Deathly Definately |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
At least you know
You were taken by a pro I know just how you feel She talked a perfect game Deflecting all the blame You took the jack And changed the flat And got behind the wheel Now you're Driving sideways Taken in by the scenery As you're propelled along And your companion Will not help you to navigate For fear she may be wrong For fear she may be wrong And you will say That you're making headway And put it in overdrive But you're mistaking speed For getting what you need And never even noticing You never do arrive 'Cause you're Driving sideways If you roll down the window, you'll see You're where you don't belong And your companion Will not help you to navigate For fear she may be wrong For fear she may be wrong And you're powered by The hopeful lie That it's just around the bend And when this, by default Comes screeching to a halt Let's hope that you Know what to do To start it up again Driving sideways Hitting scan on the radio So she can sing along And she'll sit Thinking you're gonna handle it Until she's proven wrong Until she's proven wrong Until you prove her wrong (Driving sideways) |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
Finals blew, I barely knew my graduation speech and with college out of reach if I can't find a job I'm left with Dad and Myrtle Beach So, I'm bailing this town--or tearing it down--or probably more like hanging around Everyone I know is acting weird or way too cool they hang out by the pool so I just read a lot and ride my bike around the school Yeah, I'm bailing this town--or tearing it down--or probably more like hanging around And all that I need now is someone with the brains and the know-how to tell me what I want.. anyhow 12th of June, a gibbous moon is this the longest day? I walked down to the bay and jumped off of the dock and watched the summer waste away Yeah, I'm bailing this town--or tearing it down--or probably more like hanging around |
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from Aimee Mann - Bachelor No.2 (2001)
I can't do it
I can't conceive You're everything you're Trying to make me believe 'Cause this show is Too well designed Too well to be held With only me in mind Chorus: And how - how am I different? How - how am I different? How - how am I different? Verse 2: I can't do it So move along Do you really want to wait until I Prove you wrong? And don't tell me - Let me guess I could change it all around if I Would just say yes Chorus: But how am I different? How am I different? How am I different? Bridge: And just one question Before I pack - When you fuck it up later Do I get my money back? Verse 3: I can't do it And as for you - Can you in good conscience Even ask me to? 'Cause what do you care About the great divide As long as you come down On the winner's side Chorus: And how am I different? How am I different? How am I different? Coda: Different, different, different, different Different, different (3x) And just one question Before I pack - When you fuck it up later Do I get my money back? |
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