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Darwin Deez
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Darwin Deez (12.04.2010)
12.04.2010
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twinkle twinkle little star
how i wonder what you are
there's a million little lights
when the sky turns black tonight
are there patterns in our skies?
are patterns only in our eyes?

or is a constellation just a constellation?
is a constellation just a consolation?

wrinkle wrinkle little scar
count the freckles on my arm
if freckles don't mean anything,
does anything mean anything?

or is a constellation just a constellation?
is a constellation just a consolation?

we are twinkling stars resurrected
just like twinkling stars, we seem connected
but i know that a constellation is just a constellation
a constellation is just a consolation

. . .


you and i are deep sea divers on a task
little bubbles rising from your scuba mask
i can see your empty eyes are not alive
shouldn't they be?

you and i are sitting on the ocean floor
you were tired of swimming and you're so bored
little yellow fish float past your sullen face
shouldn't you smile once in a while?

you're bringing me down
you're bringing me down
oh, now i'm blue
now i'm in deeper, too

you're bringing me down
you're bringing me down
oh, now i'm blue
now i'm in deeper than you

little yellow fish are ?
would everything you wish you had be good enough?
we're divers, that's why we're in our suits
they'll fire me and you
they'll hire someone new

besides,
you're bringing me down
you're bringing me down
oh, now i'm blue
now i'm in deeper, too

you're bringing me down
you're bringing me down
oh, now i'm blue
now i'm unhappy, too

of all the pretty girls
i had to choose
of all the pretty ones
i wanted you

but now you're bringing me down
you're bringing me down
now i'm blue
now i'm unhappy, too

you're bringing me down
you're bringing me down
now i'm blue
now i'm in deeper, too

. . .


this town is made of aluminum
this town is made of glass
why can't you see that?
why can't you understand and come to the city?

press 1 with my thumb for my messages
but you only leave me rocks
why can't you call back?
i tried to twenty times, i'm sick of the city

everything's hard here
well everyone's so cold
the city is not so inviting when you have no one to hold
there's no one to hold

the city is a stop sign

. . .


My DNA is running out, I am not the guy who makes you smile now
And when we talk, it's not the same, but i already lost the gene for feeling pain

So i won't cry, I will just pretend, I'm still the one and that we are in love again

But when i call you are never home, and I am down to six or seven chromosomes
But you don't care, or understand, how it feels to be a single double strand

All these molecules don't make me who i am, you did

I'm still the one

. . .


from the window ledge i fall
watch my necktie whip back in the wind
from the top of an office building
i can't even see why i should live

"but don't give up", they all say
but i'm not giving up anything anyway

on the way down i see your face
it's laughing at one of my idiot boy mistakes

oh you can laugh now cause it's over
have one last laugh watching me go to waste

cause i don't need a reason why
does anyone?

. . .


we used to walk up in the sky
up where the air is rarified
went hand-in-hand from cloud to cloud
but when i slipped up, we fell out

and i'm sorry i let you down
down to the ground
but who cares now?

we could be up in the clouds
up in the clouds
we could be up in the clouds

dizzy from lack of oxygen
or from the mood you put me in
up in the cloudy stratosphere
gravity's weaker when you're near, my dear

and i'm sorry i let you down
down to the ground
but who cares now?

we could be up in the clouds
up in the clouds
we could be up in the clouds

yeah.. ohh

we could be up in the clouds
up in the clouds
we could be up in the clouds
oh, to be up in the clouds
we could be up in the clouds
up in the clouds

. . .


I'm in outer space on my side
of the bed
on a floating mattress my eyes
stare ahead

you don't sleep here anymore

hovering alarm clock is my
satellite
under little specks of starlight
on a flight

you don't sleep here anymore
x2

[chorus]
I don't know where I am
I am so lost
I'm just drifting around
since you've been gone
I'm just wasting time away
I'm just wasting time in space

See a little asteroid pass by
underneath
there's an empty space on your side
and I can't sleep

[chorus]

I pull my covers over my head
hope you know I wish I were dead
I can't seem to get out of bed
going nowhere
everything is wrong

[chorus]

. . .


(Verse 1)
The sky is green
It's been that way since they dropped the bomb
The clouds are brown
The city's a ghost town
The city is dead
The river's a bed now
The hair on my head came out
and fell on the ground
None of the sunlight is safe
Litter is blowing all around the sidewalk

(Chorus)
Say you love me now
Maybe you will say you love me now
Say you love me
Please... say it now
That the sky is green

(Verse 2)
It's been that way since we lost the war
We looted the store
We had to eat something
People are sick
The water is stricknine
I heard about 6900 people have died
The shelter is hell
It smells like shit
Nobody knows how long we're supposed to stay in

(Chorus)
Say you love me now
Maybe you will say you love me now
Say you love me
Please... say it now
That the sky is green
The sky is green... (x9)

(Chorus)

. . .


you and i buy star maps and drive my car around los angeles
you and i buy star maps and ding dong ditch a televangelist

it's only been a week
but i know that you are mine to keep

you are a radar detector
i drive 1,000 miles an hour
i won't go on and on
but you are always looking out for me

you and i go shopping and find exactly what we're looking for
you and i go shopping and fall asleep inside the mattress store.

we cruise the neighborhood
but it's not supposed to feel this good

(chorus)

you are a radar detector

(chorus)

when i'm driving around, you are a radar detector

. . .


I hope that the last the page of your 800-page novel is missing
And I hope that it rains if you leave the window down on your red Mustang

'Cause everyday ought to be a bad day for you

And if you drop your keys I hope there's a sewer somewhere very nearby
And if you're out of clean sheets I hope your new girl takes off and it's clear why

'Cause everyday ought to be a bad day for you

And I would like to be your girlfriend so I could dump you
And I would like to be your garbage man so I would never have to pick up your trash again

Maybe you should wonder why your apartment is always so empty
Well I hope you get locked out of that apartment and have to call Jenny

'Cause everyday ought to be a bad day for you

But I'm sorry if it ever is

. . .


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