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is it enough to have some love
small enough to slip inside a book
small enough to cover with your hand
because everyone around you wants to look
it is enough to have some love
small enough to slip inside the cracks
the pieces don’t fit together so good
with all the breaking and all the gluing back
and i am still not getting what i want
i want to touch the back of your right arm
i wish you could remind me who i was
because every day I’m a little further off
but you are, my love, the astronaut
flying in the face of science
i will gladly stay an afterthought
just bring back some nice reminders
and is it getting harder to pretend
that life goes on without you in the wake
and can you see the means without the end
in the random frantic action that we take
and is it getting easy not to care
despite the many rings around your name
it isn’t funny and it isn’t fair
you’ve traveled all this way and it’s the same
but you are, my love, the astronaut
flying in the face of science
i will gladly stay an afterthought
just bring back some nice reminders
and i would tell them anything to see you split the evening
but as you see i do not have an awful lot to tell
everybody’s sick for something that they can find fascinating
everyone but you and even you aren’t feeling well
yes you are, my love, the astronaut
crashing in the name of science
just my luck they found your upper half
it’s a very nice reminder
it’s a very nice reminder
and you may be acquainted with the night
but I have seen the darkness in the day
and you must know it is a terrifying sight
because you and i are living the same way
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My friend has problems with winter & autumn.
They give him prescriptions & shine bright lights on him.
They say it's genetic, they say he can't help it, they say you can catch it - but sometimes you're born with it.
My friend despite he gets shakes in the night & they say that there's no way that they could have caught it in time takes his toll on him.
It is traditional.
It is inherited.
Predispositional
Day I've been wondering what is inside of me, who can I blame for it?
I say it runs in the family
This family that carries me to such great lengths to open my legs up for anyone who'll have me. It runs in the family, I came by it honestly, do what you want who knows it might fill me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
fill me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
My friend's depressed she's a wreck, she's a mess.
They've done all sorts of tests & they guess it has something to do with her grandmother's grandmother's grandmother saving war soldiers who probably infected her.
My friend has validation in some allergies that she dates back to the 17th century.
Somehow she manages in her misery.
Strips in the city and shows all her best tricks.
I mean well, I'm well well I mean I'm in hell well I still have my healthy at least that's what they tell me.
If wellness is this what in hells name is sickness?
But business is business and business runs in the family.
We tend to bruise easily.
Mad in the blood.
I'm telling you cuz I want you to know me - know me & my family.
We're wonderful folks, but don't get to close to me cuz you might knock me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
knock me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
Mary have mercy now look what I've done but don't blame cuz I can't help where I'm coming from.
Running is something that we've always done well & mostly I can't even tell what I'm running from.
Run from their pity, from responsibility.
Run from the country & run from the city.
I can run from the law, I can run from myself.
I can run from my life, I can run into debt.
I can run from it all, I can run til I'm gone.
I can run for the office & run for my cause.
I can run using every last ounce of energy.
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot run from my family.
They're hiding inside of me.
Don't change my life.
Help me if you might but don't tell my family.
They'd never forgive me.
They'd say that I'm crazy.
But they would say anything if it would shut me up......shoot me up.....shoot me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
shoot me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
me up
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I walk down my street at night
The city lights are strange and violent
I am comforted by the approaching sounds of trucks and sirens
Even though the world's so bad
These men rush out to help the dying
And though I am no use to them
I do my part by simply smiling
The ghetto boys are catcalling me
As I pull my keys from my pocket
I wonder if this method of courtship
Has ever been effective
Has any girl in history said
Sure, you seem so nice, let's get it on
Still, I always shock them when I answer
Hi my name's Amanda
and I'm not gonna live my life on one side of an ampersand
and even if I went with you I'm not the girl you think I am
and I'm not gonna match you
cause I'll lose my voice completely yeah
I'm just gonna watch you
Cause I'm not the one that's crazy
Yeah …
I have wasted years of my life
Agonizing up at the fires
It started when I thought that to be strong you must be flame retardant
And now to dress the wounds cause into question
How authentic they are
There is always someone criticizing me
She just likes paying hospital
Lying in my bed
I remember what you said
There's no such thing as accidents
But you've got the headstone all ready
All craved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching
The daisies all push up'n
Pairs to the horizons
Your hands full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying
The headstone's all ready
All carved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching
The daises all push up'n
Pairs to the horizons
Your eyes full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying
and I'm not gonna live my life on one side of an ampersand
and even if I went with you I'm not the girl you think I am
and I'm not gonna match you
cause I'll lose my voice completely yeah
I'm just gonna watch you
Cause I'm not the one that's crazy
Yeah …
I'm not the one that's crazy
Yeah…
As I wake up to a cough
The blaze consumed the block
But poetically stopped at my apartment
And my housemates are all sleeping soundly
And nobody deserves to die
But you were awful adamant
That if I didn't love you
Then you have just one alternative
And I may be romantic
And I may risk my life for it
But I ain't gonna die for you
You know I ain't no Juliet
And I'm not gonna watch you wanna burn yourself out baby
No I'm not gonna stop you
Cause I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah
I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah
I'm not the one that's crazy…
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we watch you
your expert double x's
it's just like you
to paint those whiter fences
it's so polite, it's so polite
it's offensive, it's offensive
it's so unright, it's so unright
it's a technical, accept it
but who needs love when there's law and order
who needs love when there's southern comfort
who needs love at all
we stalk you
your expert, double x's
we oxidized you in your sleep
there's no exit, there's no exit
your on a roll, your on a roll
no one gets it, no one gets it
you're unallowed, you're un - can't you protect us? protect us
but who needs love when there's law and order
who needs love when there's southern comfort
who needs love when the sandwitches are wicked and they know you at the mac store
i'm so excited
the blackest bees oh
i'm getting frightened
someday, someday leeds united
Bugzy My Lone, gonna carry you home
and they're taking you all to the doctor
verbally wise all sugary and spice
and it's nice but its not what i'm after
sure i admire you, sure you inspire me
but you may not get a maxed out
where is the salesman counting my change
making bank on the up 'cos i lost my friend
we'll stop you
your expert double x's
big stack hold for extra care, two x's
that never talking thing you do
is effective, it's effective
your shoulder's icy cold & it's a death wish, yes a death wish
but who needs love when there's law and order
who needs love when there's dukes of hazzard
and who needs love when the sandwitches are wicked and they know you at the mac store
i'm so excited
the blacks and bees
i'm so excited
when i think about leeds united
i'm getting frightened
the blacks, the blacks, the blacks and bees
it's so exciting
someday someday
someday someday
someday someday leeds united
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Blake says no one ever really loved him
They just faked it to get money from the government
And Blake thinks angels grow when you plant angel dust
He shakes his pretty head
But darling, trust me, trust me
He's no valentine
Though he said he would be mine
His heart is in Alaska all the time
Blake stays underwater for the most part
He collects loose change for All Tomorrow's Parties
And when Blake dates girls with tattoos of the pyramids
He breaks their hearts
By saying it's not permanent
But in his velvet mind
He believes with all his might
We'll all go to Alaska when we die
Blake makes friends but only for a minute
He prefers the things he orders from the internet
And Blake's been having trouble with his head again
He takes his pills
But never takes his medicine
Like Candy in his prime
He likes his shirts to shine
And when it's two o'clock it feels like nine
Blake says he is sorry he got through to me
If it's ok he'll call right back and talk to the machine
Blake says it looks like acid rain today
He takes the fish inside
He's very kind that way
But just like Caroline
He doesn't seem to mind
The globe is getting warmer all the time
It's still cold in Alaska
It's still cold in Alaska
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locked in his bedroom
he saw the world
a web of answers
and cumshot girls
tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick
don't bother blaming
his games and guns
he's only playing
and boys just want to have fun
he picked a soundtrack
and packed his bag
he hung his walkman
around his neck
tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick
it's so simple
the way they fall
no cry, no whimper
no sound at all
tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick
boom
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I can’t get them up
I can’t get them up
I can’t get them up At all
Hey ho let go
good morning killer king you’re a star
that’s gorgeous hold it right where you are
the weathers kinda lousy today
so what oh what oh what’ll we play?
stratcaster strapped to your back
I’ts semi-automatic like dads
he taught you how to pause and reset
but that’s about as far as you get...
so what’s the use of going outside?
it's so depressing when people die in real life
I’d rather pick up right where we left
Making out to faces of death
Making out to faces of death
And i could save you baby but it isn’t worth my time
And i could make you chase me for a little price is right
It’s a hit but are you actually sure?
the targets in the crowd are a blur
people screaming just like they should
but you don't even know if you're good
so tie them up and feed them the sand
Ha! nigga!
try hard to tell us using your hands
A pictures worth a million words
And that way nobody gets hurt
And that way nobody gets hurt
and I could save you baby but it isn’t worth my time
and I could make you chase me for a little price is right....
Woo-ah-oo
Woo-ooh-ah-oo
Woo-ah –ooh ah ohh ah oo
you’re my guitar hero
you’re my guitar hero
you’re my guitar hero
you’re my guitar hero
x marks the box in the hole in the ground that goes off at a breath
so careful don’t make a sound
x marks the box in the hole in your head that you dug for yourself
now lie in it
shut up about all of that negative shit
you wanted to make it and now that you’re in
you’re obviously not gonna to die
so why not take your chances and try?
Oh! Why not take your chances and try?
how do you get them to turn this thing off?!
this isn’t at all like the ones back at home
Just shut your eyes and flip the cassette
and that’s about the time that they hit
that’s about the time that they hit
what the fuck is up with this shit?
It’s certainly not worth getting upset
His hands are gone and most of his head
And just when he was getting so good...
just when he was getting so good...
and I could save you baby but it isn’t worth my time
cos even if I saved you there’s a million more in line
Woo-ah-oo
Woo-ooh-ah-oo
Woo-ah –ooh ah ohh ah oo
you’re my guitar hero
you’re my guitar hero
you’re my guitar hero
you’re my guitar hero
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I have to drive
I have my reasons, dear
It’s cold outside
I hate the seasons here
I suffer mornings most of all
I feel so powerless and small
By ten o’clock I’m back in bed
Fighting the jury in my head
You learn to drive
It’s only natural, dear
You drive all night
We haven’t slept in years
We suffer mornings most of all
We saw you lying in the road
We tried to dig a decent grave
But it’s still no way to behave
It is a delicate position
Spin the bottle
Pick the victim
Catch a tiger
Switch directions
If he hollers
Break his ankles
To protect him
We’ll have to drive
They’re getting closer
Just get inside
It’s almost over
We will save your brothers
We will save your cousins
We will drive them far away
From streets and lights
From all signs of bad mankind
We suffer mornings most of all
Wake up all bleary eyed and sore
Forgetting everything we saw
(I’ll meet you in an hour
at the car)
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What's the use of wond'rin
if he's good or if he's bad
or if you like the way he wears his hat?
Oh, what's the use of wond'rin
if he's good or if he's bad?
He's your fella and you love him
thats all there is to that.
Common sense may tell you
that the ending will be sad
and nows the time to break and run away.
Oh, what's the use of wond'rin
if the ending will be sad?
He's your fella and you love him
there's nothing more to say.
Something made him the way that he is
whether he's false or true.
And something gave him the things that are his
one of those things is you.
So when wants he wants your kisses
you'll give them to the lad.
And anywhere he leads you, you will walk
and anytime he needs you, you'll go running there like mad.
Your his girl and he's your fella
and all the rest is talk.
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when i got to the party
they gave me a forty
and i must have been thirsty
'cause i drank it so quickly
when i got to the bedroom
there was somebody waiting
and it isnt my fault
that the barbarian raped me
when i went to get tested
i brought along my best friend
melissa mahoney
who had once been molested
and she knew how to get there
she knew all the nurses
they were all really friendly
but the test came back positive
oh, oh, ive seen better days
but i dont care
oh i just sent a letter in the mail
when i got my abortion
i brought along my boyfriend
we got there an hour
before the appointment
and outside the building
there were all these annoying
fundamentalist christians
we tried to ignore them
oh, oh, ive seen better days
but i dont care
oasis got my letter in the mail
la la la la la la
la la
la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la
la la
la la la la la
when vacation was over
the word was all over
that i was a crackwhore
melissa had told them
and so now were not talking
except we have tickets
to see blur in october
and i think were still going
oh, oh, ive seen better days
but i dont care
oh i just got a letter in the mail
oasis sent a photograph
its autographed and everything
melissa's gonna wet herself, i swear
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Oh what a noble distiguished collection of fine little friends you have made
hitting the tables without you again no we'll wait no we promise we'll wait
june makes these excellent sewing machines out of common industrial waste
she spends a few months at a time on the couch
but she's safe she wears shades she wears shades
oh but no one can stare at the wall as good as you my baby doll
and you're racist for playing along
you're only human after all
and youre learning that just 'cause they call themselves friends
doesnt mean they'll call
they made the comment and just
but youve got the needle I guess that's the point of it all
maybe a week in the tropics would help to remind you how nice life can be
we propped you right up in a chair on the deck with a beautiful view of the sea
but a couple days later we came back and you and the chair were nowhere to be seen
you had magically moved to the closet eyes fixed on the spot where the dryer had been
oh yes no one can stare at the wall as good as you my baby doll
and youre racist for playing along
youre almost human after all
why on earth would I keep you locked up in here where you so love the fall
well the patterns laid out on the bed
with hundreds of colors of thread
but youve got the needle I guess that's the point in the end
it's better to waste your life watching the scenery change at a comatose rate
and to put yourself in and turn into one of those cigarette ads that you hate
and while you were sleeping some men came around and said they had some dementions to take
i'm not sure what they were talking about but they sure a mess of your face
but still no one can stare at the wall as good as you my baby doll
and you're racist for coming along you're almost human even now
and just cause they call themself experts doesnt mean that they'll call
oh they've got the permanent price and the homes with a stable address
and they've got excitement and life by the fistful but you've got the meaning
i guess that's the point of it all
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i tried to fall in it again
my friends took bets and disappeared
they mime their sighing violins
i think i'll wait another year
i want my chest pressed to your chest
my nervous systems interfere
ten or eleven months have passed
i think i'll wait another year
this weather turns my tricks to rust
i am a lousy engineer
the winter makes things hard enough
i think i'll wait another year
plus i'm only twenty-six years old
my grandma died at eighty-three
that's lots of time if i don't smoke
i think i'll wait another year
i'm not as callous as you think
i barely breath when you are near
it's not as bad when i don't drink
i think i'll wait another year
i have my new bill hicks cd
i have my friends and my career
i'm getting smaller by degrees
you said you'd help me disappear
but that could take forever
i think i'll wait another year
it'll be the best year ever
i think i'll wait another year
can't we just wait together
you bring the smokes, i'll bring the beer
i think i'll wait another year
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there is a boy in a band
who is friends with my ex-boyfriend's
high school friend
christian
a very nice gentleman
he seems to know me
but i can't remember him
good god forgive me
i'm out of my element
and i can't seem to keep them all straight
i've forgotten which people i like
and which people i hate
and i'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
hey bitch
you're wish is my command
just smile and nod
we'll under-
standing in front of the sink
i believe i've been tricked
into thinking i'm sick
when i'm actually generous
no use expecting the worst
let the thing run its course
and in time you'll look back
thinking god, how hilarious
but i can't seem to keep them all straight
i've forgotten which ones i should skip and which ones
i should take
and i'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
hey bitch
don't quit
you're almost dead
don't give up now
make friends instead
of going out
go home instead
of going down
go back to bed
there is a man at my side
who's convinced i'm alive
and i try to explain
the poor guy
that it's way too late
he seems to like me
but i can't relate
i would like to get closer
but christ all the time it takes
and i can't seem to keep this all straight
i've forgotten which feelings to show
and which feelings to fake
and i'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
hey bitch
nice tits
you're broke but then
you're rich in love
you're great in bed
you'll see the world
you'll knock 'em dead
and all the thick books that you've read
will count for nothing in the end
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