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Motion City Soundtrack




Альбом Motion City Soundtrack


I Am The Movie (24.06.2003)
24.06.2003
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contact was questioned from the boulevard
head colds in frozen weeks of summer holds
i’m fine i’m fine wait waiting on the line
we sent ourselves in on the gray card scale

hold my head
where storms are sand
and sand is said
to be sad

longwinded cambridge medicative care
head first the motor runs the motor must run
they confiscated every accident
and turned ourselves in on our selfish turns

with visitations from the underwhelmed
five years she fears to hold my broken head
why were you gone why were you gone so long
she is the reason that i still believe

cover your eyes in the pouring rain
cover your eyes everyone is all the same

far away


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Shiver away, I thought the action was real
Somewhere I know that’s just the way you are
It’s hard to believe that you’re a part of me
And I can’t believe when you carry on and on
I can’t believe you got that right (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
I can’t believe you got that right (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh oh)
Just as the radio goes on and on and on
Yeah, I can’t believe you got that right

Shiver away, after the years past us by
Make no mistake we don’t know who you are
Upset and amazed, you get to me every time
And I can’t believe when you carry on and on
I can’t believe you got that right (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
I can’t believe you got that right (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Just as the radio goes on and on and on
Yeah, I can’t believe you got that right

Shiver away, I thought the action was real
Somewhere I know that’s just the way you are
So let me believe, let me be anything at all
‘Cause I can’t believe when you carry on and on and on
I can’t believe you got that right (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
I can’t believe you got that right (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh oh)
Just as the radio goes on and on and on
Yeah, I can’t believe you got that right


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I’m on fire and now I think I’m ready to bust a move
Check it out I’m rocking steady
Go!

Betty won’t stop listening to modern rock
How she hates to be alone
I try to compensate her lack of love with coffee cake
Ice cream and a bottle of ten dollar wine she says hey
I rock the Haro sport
I rock the cow girl blues
I rock too fast for love I’m footloose in my Velcro shoes
What’s up with Will and Grace?
I don’t get drum and bass
The future freaks me out

I’m on fire and now I think I'm ready to bust a move
Check it out I’m rocking steady
To the beat in my head
It goes oh, oh, oh, oh
I know that she’s the only one
I’d rather waste our time together
Yea, ‘cause we can get down

Betty can’t quit carving question marks in my wrist
How come we’re so alone
We waste away the days with nicotine and television samples
From an era we hate to admit we embrace
We fail to represent
We fail to be content
We fail at everything we ever even try to attempt
And so the story goes
As only Betty knows
It’s time to take control
(Get Down)

I’m on fire and now I think I'm ready to bust a move
Check it out I’m rocking steady
To the beat in my head
It goes oh, oh, oh, oh
I know that she’s the only one
I’d rather waste my time with her

(Betty, I need you
I miss you
I’m so alone without you
To call up on the weekends with my cellular phone)

Betty it’s so hard to relate
To the whole human race
I don’t know where to begin
I don’t know where to begin
If we can both find a way
To do the things that we say
We might not sit in our rooms
And drink our daydreams away
Betty, I’m a dreamer
No I’m not a vicious screamer
Oh betty won’t you.. ah fuck it

I’m on fire and now I think I'm ready to bust a move
Check it out I’m rocking steady
To the beat in my head
It goes oh, oh, oh, oh
I know that she’s the only one
I’d rather waste our time together
Yeah, ‘cause we can get down.


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Outside the sidelines failing,
Harder than the martyred stars of made-for-tv crime
Indoor living in a cardboard confines
Counts for very little when safe is just a state-of-mind.
I fell off the sidelines long ago,
I have no occupation, I'm just wasted for the weekend scene
So don't ask me out, don't make me try,
'Cause I don't wanna let you, I don't wanna...

I can't complain if I don't know how
It's a sad sad song with no story line
I fall to sleep in my rented room
It's not much to talk about,
I've got so much to talk about
But I don't wanna let you
I don't wanna let you down

Last call for societal knockdowns
Measure my endeavors loosely based
On someone elses song
Melodrama and a bottle of wine
Yeah, here's to self expression
Here's to everyone that's dead
Bring back the days that fell behind
I'm all wasted conversations
In the corner of an empty room
So don't ask me out
Dont make me try
'Cause I don't wanna let you
I don't wanna...

I can't complain if I don't know how
It's a sad sad song with no story line
I fall to sleep in my rented room
It's not much to talk about,
I've got so much to talk about
But I don't wanna let you
I don't wanna let you down

I can't complain if I don't know how
It's a sad sad song with no story line
I fall to sleep in my rented room
It's not much to talk about,
I've got so much to talk about
But I don't wanna let you
I don't wanna let you down

Outside the sidelines
Failing harder than the martyred
Stars of made-for-tv crimes
So don't ask me out
Don't make me try
'Cause I'm just gonna let you
I'm just gonna let you down


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I got the message long before you said you knew
There was no chance of us at all
With no velocity and empty-headed hard and far-to-long
I spent two years alone with you
Just when I thought I had forgotten
You came back soft without a sound

You said we were an accident
With accidents you’ll never know what could have been
So we were an accident
You’ll always be my favorite one

You hit the road and left me an ocean
I can't swim in the silence of your skin-skin please let me in
Side the times we never had right
Inside two years alone with you

You said we were an accident
With accidents you’ll never know what could have been
So we were an accident
You’ll always be my favorite one

we could have been
we could have been
instead of accidental running always running
why can’t you believe

Long winded promises of future company
Up close the sound remains the same
Without the reign of terror over every momentary change
We are exactly as before

You hit the road and left me an ocean
I can't swim in the silence of your skin-skin please let me in
Side the time I had to forget you
Inside no chance of us at all


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Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
With perfect sound you bring me down hey I'm not listening
You're through killing me with all your facts and late night therapy
Like "Paul’s Boutique" on empty streets parked and
Waiting for lights to turn on for the good luck
And drunk on your parents' favorite wine

All the things I remember
Were they worth writing down
Bury me in memories of CK1 and tight white T's
Like air guitar in muscle cars with "perfect teeth"
The way we are

Back in '95 more def than alive
I wrote the screenplay to lack of direction
Late night movie "dates" with girls who skate and I just can't relate
I'm through with school 'cause I broke the rules
Now I work for the man and I'm drunk once again
Watching reruns of night court on cable TV

All the things I remember
Were they worth writing down
Bury me in memories of CK1 and tight white T's
Like air guitar in muscle cars with "perfect teeth"
The way we are

Wake up, thought that everybody loved me
Wake up, thought that everybody cared
Wake up, thought that I might have the strength to carry on
Wake up, turns out that I'm barely barely holding on

Hey hey hey it's been quite a long time
I I I don't miss last November
Alright, yeah it's time for a high-five
Hey hey hey it's been quite a long time

Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
Why?


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(there's no consolation prize)
there's no prize for consolation
[x2]

All stuck in the middle
between what is and what might be
a great sensation
has swept the nation
everybody wants the image you’ve got for sale
with massive compromations on your part
but buddy you’ve taken the nation
check it out the new teen beat model of the year

[Spoken:] "my sister's totally into you guys"

(there's no consolation prize)
there's no prize for consolation
[x2]

Struck down from the pillar
short lived is all you’ll ever be
a once great sensation
has wiped out the nation
your message is no longer for sale
and no proclamation
will return the station
you held onto while the rest of us moved on
as not quite sensations
but mere subatomic particles of the nation
we’re happy if our songs get heard at all
so bring forth donations
for the boombox generation
that’s right

(there's no consolation prize)
there's no prize for consolation
[x2]

Don’t be afraid
of what you say
'cause anyway
is the only way


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we don't like endless cycles
our take is more than meets the eye
it's our answer yeah that's our answer
'cause we don't care at all

don't call it a comeback no
this witness was injured and overthrown away
this time it's the last dance so come on
by will alone we set our minds in motion

long winded the progress oh
setback after setback the need to play remains
call it what you will somehow i know you will
and by will alone we set our minds in motion

i see that part of this has something to do with mediocore memory
this take is harder than the old and new combined
head buried attack these manic men
red glares from the color of outstretched hands
get it higher


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i believe in medication and i believe in therapy
and i believe in crystal light
'cause i believe in me yeah
it's so uplifting
fuck yeah
i barely have the motivation
they say i suffer from a lack of seratonin synapses
they happen too
infrequently for me to be functioning properly
i took the pills i took the advice the panic stopped
but still i'm not right
racing thoughts and wasted time
it's the same old story-line
this is my nursery rhyme and it goes:
i believe in medication and i believe in therapy
and i believe in crystal light
'cause i believe in me yeah
it's so uplifting
fuck yeah
i'm barely off the medication
and now the walls are closing in again
i can't breathe and i can't bleed
will you be my alibi?
tell them that i truly tried to give in?


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I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with my Superman action
And I’m off to save the world
silly me I left a message with no return number
for my boys in blue in case of an emergency
in case the shit goes down yea

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with my Superman action
And I’m off to save the world

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with a capital H
It stands for hero, and the hero is me

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back at a quarter to 11
I'm half drunk and I can’t see straight
A hero zero with a capital Z (that's me)
Singing songs from the balcony as the city crumbles
Under the powers of an evil doctor rocket science monster with capabilities to destroy the entire universe, yo

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with my Superman action
And I’m off to save the world

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with a capital H
It stands for hero, and the hero is me

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with my Superman action
And I'm off to save the world

I'll be back tomorrow
I'll be back in the ballroom swingin'
I'll be back with a capital H
It stands for hero, and the hero is me


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i like your hair much better that way
when it hangs out front when it hangs out front
with tilted head like a listener
but i'm just thinking about the red dress
i like the red dress

i'm on my way i'm on my way i'm on my way
from coast to coast i'm chilly most i'm chill
i never knew the way to pasadena
but now i know and now i know and i am grateful

you say you'll burn this city down
with stars and stripes with stars and stripes
and ask if i'll move out west with you
but i'm still thinking about the red dress

i like the red dress

coast to coast and in too deep
saving our secret for the weekends
which i can't remember
motel walls and in disguise
telephone calls with no reply
with drink i see things better
i'll see you around
we'll bring the house down
we'll bring the house down

i like the red dress


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mary go round
i'd like to see you when the summer sun sets down
straight from the pages into memories that hang around
i can't believe that there is nowhere you can go and not be found without sound

from the pages
of the morning
when you mentioned
you're worth less to me

hand over hand
the pages turn
the pages without sound
turn on empty hands
tonight will end without sound

mary go round
hold back the hand me downs and bring back the bright sound
head for the razor broken bottle hangman runarounds
time for the message to return with the sender unsigned and without sound

it's a battle you can't win
it's a battle you lose


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Outline of a storyboard with no idea
Head first in the shallow end
and I apologize if I do not care
Busy hands keep swimming
They don't like swallowing to the abstract motor
"Gotta make that motor hum, gotta make it run."
Forward seems like forever when "ever" is hand over hand over hand
The busy hands keep swimming
Gotta make that motor "hum"
Get it over and done
So much for the autographs
So much for apologies
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up?
How does the story end?
I can't let go
I can't pretend
Very I'm so friendly
Very I'm so halloween
So this is what I wanted
Gotta keep those channels clean and other sobering themes
I'm drowning by humbers
my halo is bent
it's a fat fucking lie
and so the abstract motor gives in
it says "At least I tried."
At least I tried.


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This time I thought I'd listen and the story goes...
I am the same without medicine
I can't pretend it never ends

I’m fine, I’m fine
These words are all I have to hide behind
So get behind me, you have no right to say..
I shut my mouth and walk away from the memory game
So don’t forget, don’t forget I am the reason

Long lasting this obsession from sleepless mays to denver cold
Somewhere in-between, I threw myself away

Someday you’ll understand that everything is A.O.K.

I shut my mouth and walk away from the memory game
So don’t forget, don’t forget I am the reason
It's funny when you say you're A.O.K.

I’m fine, I’m fine
These words are all I have to hide behind
So get behind me, you have no right to say..

I shut my mouth and walk away from the memory game
So don’t forget, don’t forget I am the reason

Someday you’ll understand that everything is A.O.K.


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