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Too Much Good
03:29
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She left home the same year as me
Land-locked girls from towns by the sea
She didn’t know she was brilliant and pretty
Now she’s on leave with a terminal disease
People lose jobs and parents lose babies
And I’m fixated on missing jewelry
I believe, I believe, I believe but
This feels like a lottery
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
I heard a story when I was a kid
The plot always worked but the facts never did
A bunch of teenagers took their beers and guitars
To a cabin on an island in the middle of lake Charles
One of them left an old tube amp plugged in
The generator sparked and a fire started burning
Everybody woke up and swam for their lives
In the currents of unravelling lies
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
Ooh, I’m racking up a debt to society
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
I am afraid! Look at all the plans I've made
One day it's a party, the next it's disaster
I can't swim any faster
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
Ooh, I’m racking up a debt to society
Ooh, Too much good, now the bad will find me
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Dirty Fingernails
02:43
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Dirty fingernails
Finger dollar bills
Build your red hotels
If you don’t somebody will
Thrusting out your chin
But it still looks weak
And your silver spoon rattles
In your mouth when you speak
And you don’t know
What it’s like to wonder
If the currents at your feet
Could drag you under
You make them seek, but you don’t hide
Because you need to be admired
Every crumb you cast behind you
Is another way to find you
And when they come, torches in hand
You might finally understand
By the teeth marks on your glove
They do not owe you their love
Dirty fingernails
Skimming from the top
Choking on your teeth
When the camera’s off
A self-made boy
With a Tonka truck
Knocking down the walls
So the stocks shoot up
And you don’t know
What it’s like to wonder
If the currents at your feet
Could drag you under
You make them seek, but you don’t hide
Because you need to be admired
Every crumb you cast behind you
Is another way to find you
And when they come, torches in hand
You might finally understand
By the teethmarks on your glove
They do not owe you their love
We do not owe you our love
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Sunday Plans
03:00
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It was a Sunday plan and those never stand
Some things don’t stick where they land
I went out to clear the snow on the steps
And recite my regrets
We went to a hotel in the city
Watched TV and wallowed in self-pity
But our misery is always relative
There is no one I’d rather be miserable with
I’m still making plans on a Sunday
I let the chips fall wherever they may
Everything else is going to hell anyway
You said who needs a real job, I said not me
I will gamble on income security
There will always be work to do
When the people are far between and few
So a guy got his face rearranged in the park
We just won’t walk home in the dark
And when we feel like doing something good
We can pick up the trash in the neighbourhood
I’m still making plans on a Sunday
I let the chips fall wherever they may
Everything else is going to hell anyway
I’m still making plans on a Sunday
I let the chips fall wherever they may
Everything else is going to hell anyway
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Don't Think
03:38
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Picture yourself on a beach in the sun
In a body that means nothing to anyone
Hands so smooth that the sand slips right through
You can't hold on even if you wanted to
Every petty thought on a paper airplane
A military airshow but nobody came
A military breathing exercise in your bed
But an army couldn't empty out your head
Don't think, don't think
If you think about swimming you'll sink
And if you think about living, you'll die
All you have to do is close your eyes
Not falling in love, not chasing the light
Just the gears and the grind of your boring old life
Still you sweat in your sheets just like Springsteen said
It's a freight train running through the middle of your head
Don't think, don't think
If you think about swimming you'll sink
And if you think about living, you'll die
All you have to do is close your eyes
Don't think, don't think
It's the easiest fucking thing
Like goddamn! Wasn't I born sleeping?
When did it get so hard to do?
Can't go back if I wanted to
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Moving Backwards
03:18
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Let me take the weight
I can’t stand to watch you dragging it around
Don’t underestimate
How emptiness can weigh you down
I don’t care what you did
I don’t plan to haunt you with things you regret
He don’t send you money for your kid
It’s too bad he don’t want you, but it’s time to forget
Tripping in your tracks
You’re moving backwards
Spinning on the attack
You’re stuck in reverse
You shouldn’t have to work to live
Sell your time and body for the right to just not die
That’s some advice for me to give
From the porch swing of my leisurely life
Tripping in your tracks
You’re moving backwards
Spinning on the attack
You’re stuck in reverse
If I were you
I would bite and I would hiss and I would claw
And I would howl until my throat was raw
But I’ll never be like you
And that’s why, that’s why, that’s why
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Sway
02:55
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No strings, no telephone rings
No balance owing, unless we’re talking money
And you got none, honey
No loans, no leans – only clean clean clean clean breaks
No trace, no ghosts
In the door frame
They can’t stay, so don’t ask
When the bedrock is an hourglass
It seems like everybody else is growing wings
Spreading out, seeing things
I wish I could stay
But if I move at all, I’m gonna sway, I’m gonna
No lights in the rearview
No looking at pictures of you, no keys jangling
No limbs tangling
Oh, hometown frozen in time
Children for the rest of their lives
Sharks stop moving
They sink to the bottom
Can’t stay, so don’t ask
When the bedrock is an hourglass
It seems like everybody else is growing wings
Spreading out, seeing things
I wish I could stay
But if I move at all, I’m gonna sway
It seems like everybody else is living a fantasy
They got front-row tickets to everything
It’s like they’re living this way to spite me
I wish I could stay
And if I move at all, I’m gonna sway
Every city looks the same
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Failed American Disguise
04:29
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The first time I saw fireflies
Walking down North Carolina
Wiping jetlag from my eyes
Failed American disguise
Mary, Mary made of stone
Daylight comes, the fireflies go
History through a firehose
In the shade that Mary throws
And then it happened
You read my mind
And then it happened
Wouldn’t be the last time
Year that you were graduating
Your roommates were dealing something
Moving truck in the pouring rain
To your parents’ basement again
College town in public housing
Felt I could do anything
Every bud light you were slinging
You were saving for a ring
And then it happened
You read my mind
And then it happened
Wouldn’t be the last time
Yeah I guess
If I’m being honest
My mind’s an ink blot test
You saw what you wanted
And then it happened
You read my mind
And then it happened
Wouldn’t be the last time
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Wild
02:56
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On that first night
Bathed in incandescent light
The future stretched out infinite
So bright they had to shield their eyes
Administrative man
Cleaving land from land from land
In a hundred metre squares
Tell yourself there was nothing there
You gave the streets new names
To simplify your game
The desire lines are gone
Who’s the wild one?
Moth wings under glass
Cleaving class from class from class
The symmetry is relentless
The self-satisfying sameness
You see my life from the sky
Totalizing inhuman eye
You only see in one dimension
Every hope is a transgression
You gave the streets new names
To simplify your game
The desire lines are gone
Who’s the wild one?
There are roots underground
Trees talk to each other when no human is around
You have no one; you’re all alone
Who is the wild one?
You gave the streets new names
To simplify your game
The desire lines are gone
Who’s the wild one?
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Revisionist History
02:58
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It’s okay
I never really liked you anyway
There was something about
The shape of your mouth
The way you burned in the sun
I faked
That’s not the move I really meant to make
It’s not like before
I won’t scratch on your door
I’ll find another one
If you don’t like it
Meet me at the start and we can rewrite it
If you don’t like it
Meet me at the start and we can rewrite it
I’m just fine
I get second chances all the time
And I did my best
Committee was impressed
I’ll be moving on
I was tired
Too predictable to be inspired
I’m happier now
As the structure comes down
I like to be on fire
If you don’t like it
Meet me at the start and we can rewrite it
If you don’t like it
Meet me at the start and we can rewrite it
If you don’t like it
Meet me at the start and we can rewrite it
If you don’t like it
Meet me at the start and we can rewrite it
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10. |
Food for Something Else
04:35
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I’ve had some time to think it over
And I just don’t want to get any older
I’ll sign on the dotted line
You can have my brain when I lose my mind
And the eyes that see my shadow getting shorter
I – how hard I used to try!
I am almost halfway through
I don’t care like I used to
Here comes the shoulder, van's flipping over
Now you don't get to get any older
Twenty-one, forever young
I believed those breaths pumping through your lungs
Sometimes things happen out of order
I – how hard I used to try!
I am almost halfway back to you
And I don’t care like I used to
I better throw my weight around
Before I go back underground
I know I should help
Before I’m food for something else
I – how hard I used to try
I am almost halfway through
And I don’t care like I used to
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