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Gaius
03:14
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When you close your eyes
What is it that you see?
Those beaches in Spain (you always rave about)
Blue sky and white sand (your feet are burning up)
All I see is darkness
Behind these heavy eyelids
One hundred ways to end it
But I don't have the courage
When you go to sleep
What is it haunts your dreams?
Not passing that test (you studied so hard for?)
Or losing all your friends (to global nuclear war?)
Cuz all I see are monsters
Aliens and zombies
They're killing my whole family
I must watch too much TV
Cuz all I've got is madness
Behind these thick rimmed glasses
One hundred ways to end it
But I don't have the courage
One hundred ways to change it
No, but I don't have the courage
One hundred ways to end it
But I don't have the courage
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Same Mistakes
03:03
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I make the same mistakes
Feels like I never learn
Always give way too much
For little in return
I haven't changed a bit
I'm still not over it
I make the same mistakes
I make the same mistakes
I never did grow up
Feels like I never will
My friends are all adults
I'm still a teenage girl
I haven't changed a bit
I'm still not over it
I make the same mistakes
I make the same mistakes
My friends are all a drag
They think I'm such a flake
They want to go to bed
I want to stay up late
Walking the streets alone
Thinking of you till dawn
I make the same mistakes
I make the same mistakes
I never did grow up (I make the same mistakes)
Feels like I never will (Feels like I never learn)
My friends are all adults (Always give way too much)
I'm still a teenage girl (For little in return)
I haven't changed a bit (I haven't changed a bit)
I'm still not over it (I'm still not over it)
I make the same mistakes
I make the same mistakes
I make the same mistakes (My friends are all a drag)
Feels like I never learn (They think I'm such a flake)
Always give way too much (They want to go to bed)
For little in return (I want to stay up late)
I haven't change a bit (Walking the streets alone)
I'm still not over it (Thinking of you?)
I make the same mistakes
I make the same mistakes
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5. |
Vanishing Act
04:24
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I’ll give all my things away
Before I leave
All of this useless stuff
I Can’t take with me
And as for my instruments
That I leave behind
I’ll give them to my closest friends
And then I’ll vanish
Into thin air
Into thin air
Thin air
Traces will linger on
Inside your brain
Fragments of memories
Gift wrapped in pain
And as for the rest of me
I’m solid gone
Don’t try to track me down
Because I’ve vanished
Into thin air
Into thin air
Into thin air
I’m sorry, but I’m not coming back
Don’t sweat it, this is yours to have
Don’t worry, this is not your fault
Don’t worry, this is not your fault
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Anything is better than nothing
You know, I’ll take what I can get
Some Idle small talk
Not quite conversation
No tangled feelings and all that mess
You crack a smile
let out a chuckle
And for the moment I’m alive
I hold my breath
Cuz I can’t handle
Staring into those jet black eyes
The movement of your shoulders
It draws me ever closer
These nights are getting colder
Please hold me a little closer
The movement of your fingers
So graceful on the fretboard
The passion that will linger linger
As the strings begin to miss her
The movement of your shoulders
It draws me ever closer
These nights are getting colder
Please hold me a little closer closer
Please hold me a little closer closer
Please hold me a little closer
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7. |
Heartstrings
04:48
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You keep tugging on my heart on my heart strings
You know I hate it when I feel when I feel these things
I feel all these feelings
Oh Carol Ann I think I kinda like you
We can roam the halls and find an empty practice room
Cuz I’ve been working on my tone and my technique
I’ve been practicing my lines and delivery
I’ve been working up to asking you out with me
You have exceed all my qualifications
I put on NPR you said you love this station
You're cool and talented and super freaking pretty
When we play together you always act giddy
I'm kinda bankin’ on my hopes that you dig me
Not only for my music skills
Not only for my music skills
What the hell
Am I waiting for
What the hell
Do I have to lose
I picked up
On the social cues
On the social cues
I haven’t wanted to date in over three years
But you invited me to town hall to grab some beers
Just the two of us and AC/DC pinball
Engaging conversation fueled by lust and alcohol
All the signals that my friends said you’d give off
If you were into me
Not only for my music skills
Oh what’s that you say?
Oh, you’ve got a boyfriend
What the hell
Was I supposed to think
What the hell
Was I supposed to do
I misread
All the social cues
All the social cues
All the social......
You keep tugging on my heart yeah my heartstrings
You keep tugging on my heart yeah my heartstrings
You keep tugging on my heart yeah my heartstrings
On my heartstrings
On my heartstrings
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8. |
Jazz Hands For James
03:28
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Suzy’s got jazz hands for James
When she's back in town it's as if nothing's changed
Her smile never faded
Nor mystique abated
She still has jazz hands for James
He puts on his favorite suit
And goes out to sing the blues
His love never faded
His urges not sated
She's a tempestuous muse
Suzy q
What do you do
To these boys
run them round
Drive them wild
Theyre not your toys
These playthings to you
Are sentient beings
The artistic type
Always riddled with feelings
For girls way out of their league
She's got tricks up her sleeve
When you get sucked in
Don't come crying to me
She's a person, a place, a thing you can’t taste
An odorless poison
Her lips soft and moistened
Your lymph nodes are swollen
Don’t listen to sirens
Calling and wailing
On the horizon
She’s his number one fan
And she’ll fuck with his head like no one else can
In her devilish grin
He knows he can't win
Still he’ll try
Oh he’ll try
The best that he can
Suzy’s got jazz hands
Suzy’s got jazz hands
Suzy’s got jazz hands
For James
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Isdal Woman
04:11
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Excuse me miss, what are you doing
Way out in these hills?
All dressed up for a day in the city
In fine Italian fashion with those bottles of sleeping pills
Fine Italian fashion with those bottles of sleeping pills
And who are those two men behind you
Wearing black coats and sinister grins?
Their menacing walk, their nefarious gate
The clandestine deathmarch of the penguins begins
And as you pass beside me
Your face distorted by fear
Your quivering lips tried to form the words
That I couldn’t make out, I’m so sorry dear
Were they soothing lullabies
Or sensitive state secrets?
I found your suitcase on a train car
Full of postcards and monogrammed spoons
Five hundred Deutsche Marks stuffed in the liner
And Fine italian clothes with all the labels removed
Fine italian clothes with all the labels removed
I followed your trail of crumbs back to Norway
Room 407 Hotel Marin
You ordered porridge for breakfast and ate at the balcony
All paid in cash and left no fingerprints
And in your passport photos
Your face a fragile veneer
Are you Vera or Julia, Anna, Elizabeth?
A smuggler, an escort, or antiques dealer?
Were they useful alibis?
All part of the tradecraft
But all you do is run in circles
I will chase you down the rabbit hole
And when you come up to the surface
They’ll erase you from their totem pole
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White Coat Syndrome
03:27
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Sit right down
Take a number
Wait in line
For half an hour
"Did you make an appointment?"
"Do you have insurance?"
The Doctor will see you soon
Guy walks in
Buried in his clipboard
Says he's got bad news he's gotta tell you
"You know that scab that you've been picking?"
"Son, what were you thinking?"
The Doctor will see you soon
Attendants prepare the room
The nurses will prod your wounds
The Doctor will see you soon
One of the nurses said
Infection will take the leg
The surgeon will hear you beg
But follows the chart instead
The doctor will see you soon
Sooner or later
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11. |
Pulling Teeth
02:39
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It's so hard to be with you
It's like pulling teeth just to get the truth out
It's all for nothing
It's all excuses with you
It's too late when he finds out
What you are all about
The run around, it grinds you down
And turns to dust
Like all of us
All the ways you justify
Your off-white, not-quite lies
All the joy that you derive
From seeing a grown man cry
You're a circus mirror
The truth distorts in you
Circus mirror
There's nothing here for you
It's so hard to be with you
It's like pulling teeth just to get the truth out
It's all or nothing
It's all excuses with you
It's always something
It's always someone else's fault
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Golden Ray of Sunshine
03:25
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You are a golden ray of sunshine
That lights up any room
And I am a twisted ball of dark thoughts
Cobwebs tangled up in gloom
I am a steaming pile of pretense
And you bleed sincerity
I try my best to cover my emotions
And you sew them onto your sleeve
Part of me wants to spare us both the trouble
Part of me wants to self sabotage
I'm not sure if we can meet there in the middle
But goddamn I better take this shot
Goddamn I better take this shot
When I think of you it makes me sick to my stomach
With nervous energy
Cuz I'm afraid I'm getting what I've always wanted
A girl that invades all my dreams
And makes it hard to fall asleep
You are what feels right to me
The buzzards and worms all have to eat
And some pathetic sea monkey
Gets a piece of red hard rock candy
You are Union Man's daughter
And the rust, it never sleeps
Still you're out there every day amongst the thrashers
Alien, God, or Machines?
Well, come on bring over your bootlegs
We'll fix your tape deck
Bring some Neil Young, and Lucinda
We'll kick our heads back
Onto the carpet
We'll close our eyes and
Live in the moment
You are a golden ray of sunshine
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13. |
Black Aggie
04:30
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Black statue
Drowning in grief
Why do you weep?
Where do you
Walk in the evenings
Tending your sheep?
And what silky webs you are weaving
All through my sleep
My happiest dreams
You are thieving
Nothing to keep
Nothing to keep
Nothing to keep
Black Aggie
She haunts alone
Check wet with tears
She wants to go home
An exile
Some would consider draconian
Now an unpacked exhibit
She is collecting dust
Don’t you blame us
We’re here for you
Black statue
Drowning in grief
Why do you weep?
Where do you
Walk in the evenings
Tending your sheep?
Tending your sheep?
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Formed by dorky kids in high school marching band. Still dorky kids.
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