1. |
Lugging Me To Parties
02:59
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rosemary: but every once and a while i catch myself being naughty and have to give myself a real talking to. but then, if i've been very good, for a long, long time, i treat myself to something special.
they have been
lugging me to parties for as long as i remember
so tenderly
when they rescue me from my square foot world
now there she is
smelling a record through the queen rolled up
oh how she creaks
the beds in my head most every night
and i feel it's high
time to give myself another chance
but it goes hush
when i walk in
all i care
for is someone i can wrap my arms around
and call it square
when everything i love crashes at your feet
so i feel it's high
time to give myself another chance
but it goes hush
when i walk in
why does it go hush when i walk in?
why does it go hush when i walk in?
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2. |
Monoface Junkie
02:36
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monoface junkie
colder than a dummy
she don't like
dudes that smile
storming down the block
old couples make her stomach turn
she gets off
reading safety labels
monoface junkie
getting up to shake a tree
she don't like
the song of the chickadee
monoface junkie
won't you be a sweet pea
and shuffle
close up to me?
baby, baby, baby
thought you'd like a daisy
she says "god,
you're so lazy
stop trying, stop trying, stop
stop trying"
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3. |
Must Be Nice
01:36
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must be nice to fall in love again
must be nice to pounce on each other's pampered appetites
your braids stick out like antennas
picking up my thoughts unsaid
must be nice to have a seat in the flying v
must be nice to fall into and feel that love again
your braids stick out like antennas
they're picking up my thoughts unsaid
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4. |
I Miss
03:21
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i miss annoying you
with the covers
when i'd steal them
and i miss the dead of night
waking up
throwing my arm around your lump
but most of all
i miss being sweet to you
i miss country roads
and waving
at cows
i might even miss
evidence
you've kissed
the blarney stone
but most of all
i miss being sweet to you
most of all
i miss being sweet to you
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5. |
No Clue
02:58
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much like these monochromatic
cheap checkerboard shoes
i will break you in then wear you out
until you're punching snooze
sleep becomes your state of choice
in a fort behind changed locks
rattled by the slightest noise
and legs twitching like a dogs
dreaming of fields
at your housewarming bash
i will make it about me
drink your brew and kiss your friends
and never want to leave
i'll invite my musketeers
we'll keep the building up
we will laugh 'til brooms thump on the rooves
then pass out in the tub
reliving tour
catch and release, rinse and repeat
maybe call it love
there's a barmecidal supper
this is emblematic of
so as i lay my busy hands
behind my vacant head
staring upwards at your napping bulb
i wonder what it meant
but i've no clue
anymore
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6. |
Rita It Rains
01:44
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i got up from a dream
whimpering you're nickname
can't return to sleep
afraid to wake the same
if this is what it takes
i'll stay vertical forever
rita it rains
every moment you are missed
hey it's not so strange
as everyone insists
nobody can do
me in half as well as you
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7. |
What I'm Thinking
03:33
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when you pick up my call
it sounds like you're speaking with a telemarketer
catching you at dinner
after a long day
you say "k, bye"
i say "hey, wait up"
how can i give you love
when you have those coveralls on?
i'm squishing silverfish in the refrigerator light
so this is my life now
i tried
flying towards the light
how it blinds
when you open the door a crack
it's as if i am wearing a white collar, suit and tie
with pamphlets and tracts in my
ironed pocket
you say "maybe
another time"
how can i treat you right
when your romper is still done up tight?
watch me take these drugs and become my stunt double tonight
so this is my life now
i tried
flying towards the light
how it blinds
this is my life now
i tried
you know what i'm thinking, don't you?
you can read my soul right through my eyes
see that i'm sinking deeper
into the quicksand of my mind
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8. |
Goldfish (A Whole Bag)
04:00
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a whole bag of goldfish
and a mickey of whiskey
is all i've really had this afternoon
i'd feel like even steven
to tell you that i'm leavin'
but somehow i just say i'll see you soon
i've been keeping heartache
sleeping at an arms length
but pretty soon something's gotta give
i could settle for what i have
and howl at streetlamps
but i don't think that's any way to live
when we hit a pothole
we both dive in a foxhole
waiting for the other to shine a light
now your sensitive heart
is breaking in the dark
'cuz your moon's just a sliver tonight
well what have i got to show for
a servant and a chauffeur
but feeling trapped in the back of a black maria
when i'm finally bored
of drying your eyesores
we could even say it's your idea (let's do that)
a whole bag of goldfish
and a mickey of whiskey
is all i've really had this afternoon
i'd feel like even steven
to tell you that i'm leavin'
but somehow i just say i'll see you soon
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9. |
Quick Bowl Of Cereal
01:19
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10. |
Hercules
03:54
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rosemary: before i know it, old father day has gotten sleepy and gone to bed. when he goes to bed he pulls up his cover at nighttime to keep him warm and snug, and all over that blanket at night there are hundreds of little stars.
make it go away
bring me over spunk in a twist tie baggie today
i don't really pray
didn't think that anyone else was around
save for my saviour
i am writing the book on
shot in the foot and so on
and so on
why do i toss
you back in?
you got more holes than a goth in your lip
why do i even try?
under a rock and the impression it makes you strong
i'd be hercules
i am writing the book on
shot in the foot and so on
and so on
make it go away
i am hercules
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11. |
Jade
03:42
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jade jade jade
jade jade jade
i took you down
from tacks around my room
jade jade jade
a spinning globe
brushes against your finger
where will you be
a year from now?
jade jade jade
the christened wick
cannot return to white
i fell to sleep and began to dream
next to a whistling kettle
i took you down
off tacks around my room
jade jade jade
jade jade jade
the christened wick
cannot return to white
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12. |
Longface
04:59
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how do i speak my mind to you
i wrote the book on shot in the foot
how do i speak my mind to you
i wrote the book on shot in the foot
how you choose to treat me in the street
is not my business tonight
you take my face and make it long
another year has never felt so wrong
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13. |
Around Yū
03:05
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it’s in the soap
it’s in the water
it’s in what just touched your lips and getting stronger
it’s in the sunlight
it’s in your black bowl
it’s making headway to your head’s main chemicals
let’s pretend for a second you are safe
but i ain’t saying everything doesn’t revolve around yū
it’s in the refinery
coughin’ downwind
it’s pushed up tightly to your ear like "where you been?"
it’s in the backbone of a shadow and
the hand of god
it’s in the hick mobile home kids that cannot clot
let’s suppose for a second you are safe
hey i ain’t saying everything doesn’t revolve around yū
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