1. |
Water for Yuppies
04:06
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she draws a mercator as I peel an orange
a woman so massive she fell through the floor
and fiji sounds lovely but I'd just be bored
sit under a palm tree
watch from the shore
and junior I'm sorry it's just my luck
I walked through the doors you wanted shut
there's no need to worry when his name comes up
I'll keep to myself
stare in my coffee cup
the ocean does nothing to quench my thirst
and I can't stand kava it tastes like dirt
and boy you're distracting without your shirt
you've got no way of telling
my feelings are hurt
it's sharing a bottle with the girl you kiss
I can't help but wonder if it's your chap stick
I've got good intentions but a shit compass
I'm orienteering
with a busted lip
"it's water for yuppies," I yell through the door
she says, "it's just water." how can you be sure?
the ironies lost when I exit the store
but if celebrities sell it
then I will buy more
and blue I
feel so wrong
it's all gone
it's written cross my forehead
in sawdust, in honey-I'll
take my tonsils out if you want me to
if you want me too
if you want me to
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2. |
Summer Storm
02:24
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3. |
A Part Equal
03:14
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your face under lights
looks the same to me
forget all your rights
forget you're an amputee
your presence on stage
couldn't mean a thing
your arms and your legs
will never be broken again
opheilia
why you gotta be so mean?
why you gotta be so bold?
why are your hands so cold?
virginia
you can't look me in the eyes with
your nose between the spine
of some dusty old book.
so you've lost your key
to gramercy what's the deal?
they're stacking pennies
while your brass stands alone in the dark
no you answer me
stand and unfold yourself
we're just lost at sea
and the waves are so hard to discern
opheilia
why you gotta be so mean?
why you gotta be so bold?
why are your hands so cold?
virginia
you can't look me in the eyes with
your nose between the spine
of some dusty old book.
that never taught you nothing
no patience or style
my mind has gone missing
and I forgot my lines
three letters cross your left hand
a gun in your right
flowers for yourself and
all this time for your aside
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4. |
Upset
04:49
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looking round, I'm not all that sure how much longer I'm down to be here
give it 15 minutes or so if the cops haven't shown up we're lucky
I'm standing in the door
got my sleeping bag
are you ready to go?
I swear
the cars been here an hour or so.
we've all got these ropes
wrapped around our ankles
they keep us underwater
they keep us where we should be
you looked at me and said "do you wanna go?"
I said "I never wanted to come here."
but these guys with their eyes looking forward
I'm not so sure of their intentions
I'm standing in the door
got my sleeping bag
are you ready to go?
I swear
the cars been here an hour or so.
I am not content
living in the present
the tattoos on your body
they only bother me
we've all got these ropes
wrapped around our ankles
they keep us underwater
they keep us where we should be
and I am not convinced
they knew what they were doing
the angle of the camera
it seems so wrong to me
I am so upset
they lied from the beginning
there's no cities underwater
and nothing feels like it does in the movies
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5. |
Love is
02:41
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I brushed her foot underneath the table
drew back so quick I couldn't stop
out of my chair and through the doorway
in love with everything she's not
and I feel like love is
nothing is working I'm feeling discouraged
are you even human let's cut this thing off
cause I'm always tired and you're always working
the dinner is burning and I've had enough of
you and your attitude
and I am so
done
and I feel like love is
you said you needed some time alone
and I said you needed to watch your tone
you let out a sigh as the house fills with smoke
you stare at your phone as I
stop drop and roll
and I feel like love is
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6. |
to God and my country
03:19
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if you go to the grand canyon
say the pledge of allegiance for me
I'll be at home playing paul bunyan
drinking beer
cutting down trees
what does it matter if I don't know first aid?
I've still go the merit badge
so don't you worry if you break your leg
I'm gonna wear it, I'm gonna sew it on my sash
I saw joshua running laps
round the gym at school last year
he says he's never gonna stop the sun
cause the band practices on the football field
if you grow up with the brooklyn bridge
can you hear the people sing
I'm still voting for al smith
on his knees, he's kissing rings
what does it matter if I don't know first aid?
I've still go the merit badge
so don't you worry if you break your leg
I'm gonna wear it, I'm gonna sew it on my sash
so if you get your wisdom teeth out
I'll say a prayer for you
I'm sure you'll bleed and run your mouth
but it's the least it's the most I can do
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7. |
Konjac
05:38
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I learned my lesson
from the highway patrol
don't ride your bikes
at night
don't try and climb the walls
made of
six-six-six tons of
c-c-cement you'll
end up in the hospital with
two broken bones and
six-sixteen stitches
I learned my lesson
from the sole of his boot
you should be afraid
dismayed
by the the boys in blue
they've got
drug-sniffing hounds
they've got
guns in their cars
they've got their face
stamped, on every coin
I'm pretty sure they're watching me
I'm pretty sure they're watching you
six-sixteen stitches
six-sixteen stitches
two broken bones
one pair of crutches
I'll limp my way home
with no sense of direction
a misplaced trust in god
yeah when they sip their coffee
you can see
you can see
the fork in their tongues
six-sixteen stitches
I can see every house on the cul-de-sac tonight
lined up in a row and everything's alright
planes fall from the sky like stars sometimes do
and I'm naked in inside as the thunder rolls through
my bones are still growing like the plants out in the yard
they've got tubes, machines, and switches all talking to my heart
and I'm drunk with fire as we look out at the stars
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