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Venezuela teens swimming up the stream
Cauliflower steams on burning California dreams
Everybody wants a piece of loneliness and doubt
The time you told me that our time is running out
(Yeah yeah)
The time you told me that our time is running out
Pamplemousse July, bluebirds fly on by
Hunkered down beneath the K-Mart smoking with her guy
Everybody tells them they'll get scurvy and the gout
The time you told me that our time is running out
(Yeah yeah)
The time you told me that our time is running out
Every day is like a burning sun
Every day you're overdone
Farrakhan recedes into an inky island breeze
Sandalwood is wafting round a grove of glitter trees
Everybody walks the walk and all they do is shout
The time you told me that our time is running out
(Yeah yeah)
The time you told me that our time is running out
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My girl tells me that I'm dumb
Tells me I should run headlong into traffic
My girl laughs when I fall down
Runs all over town using other people's Chapstick
They pegged her pathology
Said her personality is 89 percent elastic
But I know she's the one for me
And one day we will be fantastically fantastic
I get the sense she's on the fence
We went out on Friday night
And we got into a fight about her lack of human kindness
She said kindness is a word that make her want to bust a nerd
And take the glasses from his blindness
Then she chased me up a tree
And she forced me out to sea on the end of its long branches
She knows I can't swim a lick so she gave the tree a kick
And I drowned in the black molasses
I get the sense she's on the fence
A white picket fence is all I ask
Little house with a garden in back
A white picket fence is all I ask
But this is all razor wire and glass
My girl tells me that I'm dumb
Tells me I should run headlong into traffic
But I know she's the one for me
And one day we will be fantastically fantastic
I get the sense she's on the fence
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Corners
03:49
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Radio Girl
03:42
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Handed off and looked so long
Never thought you’d be so wrong
Called the damage safety guarantees
And in a world that lies ahead
There’s better things I’ve often read
But there is no one touch me like that girl
Oh that girl.....
She was a radio girl
And her signal was lost on the world
Fallen honored with white worn pearls
And her figure was alright!
Radio girl...
Scattered storm cloud arousing the crowds
Swollen hungry and shook down now
Swollen hungry and shook down!
If she was here
If I was there
I’d ask her why looked so scared
Threw it long beyond my outstretched arms
Remember everything they say
And things they do along the way
Along the way right back into that world
Oh that world...
She was a radio girl
She was a radio girl
She was a radio girl
Radio girl
Oh oh radio girl
She was a radio girl
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5. |
Be Right Here
03:31
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The stakes feel higher these days
You wear them very well
Do what you can, future be damned
Just be right here
Autumn nights are calling you
Headlights in a friend’s driveway
Lean on their shoulders, when the nights get colder
But be right here
The interstate ahead is foggy
The interstate behind is gone
Thieves are waiting in the bushes
It’s okay just be right here
In the barn you see your breath
First light in a chestnut’s eyes
Should the high rise find you, let this remind you
To be right here
If life gets tough you’ll find a way
Hole up in abandoned shopping malls
Learn the smell of danger, fall in with strangers
But be right here
Search for water in the valleys
Search for comfort in the hills
And should a light year come between us
It’s okay just be right here
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Leavin'
03:53
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Where'd she run?
Where'd she hide?
Where are you?
Where am I?
She's leavin'
She's leavin' you behind
Across the land
Cross to bear
Never found
Never there
She's leavin'
She's leavin' you behind
She's movin' with the tides
Son you better believe it's true
She's leavin', your girl is leavin' you
So you better say I'm sorry
I'm sorry I'm such a stupid foool
And if you're leavin'
Girl I'm leavin'
I'm leavin' with you
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Vodka & Lingerie
02:24
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The GOP has its JFK, at least that’s what they used to say
It all fell apart from Connie Chung, and the slush and the swamp have filled my lungs
I tell the limo driver to take a right, and then we disappear into the DC night
I shook the press and now I’m shaking the bag, it’s more than wind that animates the flag
Time for drama, at the Ramada
As I expectorate, on the electorate
Vodka and lingerie
Vodka and lingerie
Vodka and lingerie
Vodka and lingerie
Black-tie gala splash my face in the restroom, I been married 20 years and now I sleep in the guestroom
Poll-dropping numbers from one of my aides and I attend my son’s ballgame in fedora and shades
Misappropriation has lost me a missus, and now I’m snubbed by the biggest of the beltway fishes
The lines on my face all point to the end, so right about now I could use some friends
Won’t be quiet, at the Hyatt
As I let off some steam, on the American Dream
Vodka and lingerie
Vodka and lingerie
Vodka and lingerie
Vodka and lingerie
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8. |
This Isn't Working Out
03:52
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This isn't fair
This isn't here nor there
This wasn't planned
This isn't Candyland
This don't sound right
This isn't day or night
This ain't my thing
This pigeon will not sing
This won't end good
Not in my neighborhood
I won't go quiet
I won't go quiet
This isn't working out (I can't believe she said)
This isn't working out
That didn't hurt
That ball was in the dirt
Good people die
When runners miss the sign
This isn't mine
It smells like Pepperdine
This isn't Cher
It's more like Sonny's hair
You're not allowed
I'm not a passing cloud
I won't go quiet
I won't go quiet
This isn't working out (I can't believe she said)
This isn't working out
Told her
Told her
This isn't fair
This isn't here nor there
This wasn't planned
This ain't Tajikistan
This won't end good
Not in my neighborhood
I won't go quiet
I won't go quiet
This isn't working out (I can't believe she said)
This isn't working out
Told her
Told her
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Stayed What He Made
04:53
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Arms
08:06
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My hands are tied
My arms are tired
My elbow blood down fingers slide
But I'll swing away
Come what may
But not with you my holiday
I lay down arms for you
Dopes on the rope
Citizens cope 'til leaders laugh us back in line
But I'll swing away
Fight through the fray
All for you my holiday
I lay down arms for you
Only you
Spaghetti arms slinging lucky charms until the wasted night has come and I am gone
But I'll swing away on chandeliers above the mass of cartilage that chokes Champs Elysee
I lay down arms for you
Only you
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11. |
Casualty
03:55
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