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In My Old Bedroom
04:45
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In my old bedroom
I’d be listening to “Music From Big Pink”
I’d roll a joint in the gatefold
It had that stanky skunky stink
And when “The Weight” would start playing
My creaky old bed would start swaying
In my old bedroom
It was my hideaway
My hideaway from all the screaming
In my old bedroom
My secret place
My secret place where I was dreaming
In my old bedroom
I’d lie me down, I’d lie me down and masturbate
I’d dream of that girl in Geometry class
And how I might ask her out on a date
But I never ever found the cojones
I was too busy standing on ceremonies
No one could hurt me
Or say I’m retarded
I could be myself
And not be guarded
In my old bedroom
I could pretend that I was the new Bob Dylan
I’d fake my way on my shit guitar
My playing was weak but my spirit was willin’
My sister would bust in and laugh at me
She’d say, Who you trying to be
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2. |
Unquiet Mind
05:37
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There is hurt here
A world of pain
A world of pain that no one sees
No one would know it
It’s not on my face
No it’s a deep down dark deep disease
Unquiet mind, unquiet mind
Up there nothing’s safe and warm
Unquiet mind, unquiet mind
Up there there’s a raging storm
There is hurt here
A world of sadness
A world of sadness buried underneath
It is not apparent
With all the jokes I tell
I keep it dug down beneath clenched teeth
The unquiet mind is never sleeping
The unquiet mind is wide awake
The unquiet mind brings on the darkness
You give and give and it does take
There’s a dream here
One that’s replayed
One that’s replayed for all eternity
Never got no caring
Never got no loving
That’s what was the death of me
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3. |
Waiting On You
03:25
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I wait on you in the morning
I wait on you in the afternoon
I wait on you in the evening
You're not coming or going any time soon
Got the waiting on you
Waiting on you
Waiting on you blues
Got the waiting on you
Waiting on you
Waiting on you blues
Might as well take a snooze
I'm all dressed up
I'm all set to get on going
When you'll be good and ready
Well I have no way of knowing
You tell me, Gimme a minute
But that minute turns into an hour
Wanna kick you in your keister
But I ain't got that kind of power
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4. |
No Room at the Inn
04:18
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I been out in the wilderness
For as long as I can recall
Looking for a home to call my own
A firm foundation and some drywall
Hey there, hi there, ho there
How have you been
Wish we had a spot for you
But there is no room at the inn
No room at the inn
Don’t take up too much space
All I got is the sack on my back
Just wanna a cot and a WC
I’ll be as tiny as needle in a haystack
If you wanna bitch about it
If you wanna complain
Get yourself back to the back of the line
And stand out there in the freakin’ rain
I been out in the wastelands
Wasting away into an abyss
If you simply open the door
I will plant on you a kiss
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5. |
One More Day, No Word
04:02
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What have I heard
I have heard the word
And what is the word
The word is
The word is
One more day no word
One more day no word
That’s all that I heard
That's what I heard
What does it say
And what does it mean
It says what it says
And it means what it means
There is the text
And there is the subtext
What’s above the subtext
Is the text
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6. |
Jump
04:14
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My whole body aches
It aches me right down to the bone
Something’s burning in me
Burning like acetone
There ain’t no remedy
There ain’t no kind of cure
And I gotta wonder
How much more I can endure
Wanna jump
Wanna jump out of my skin
Wanna blow myself up
Wanna pull out the pin
Wanna jump out of my skin
I don’t have good days
I just have days of endless pain
I go out for a stroll
And I get hit by a train
I don’t ask for much
I ask for nothing at all
Try to right myself
But then I stumble and fall
I didn’t ask for this
But this is what I got
Ask me how much it hurts
It hurts a lot
I raise the white flag
And I am calling for surrender
Will you take me by the hand
Will you treat me sweet and tender
Is it too much to ask
Won’t you give me what I need
Or would rather be a jerk
And simply watch me bleed
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Just got a text
From a friend of mine named Crump
Said it'd been a half a century
Said he was sorry
He had not been in touch
He said he kinda sorta missed me
But here was the kicker
Here was the part
Here was the part
That broke my heart
You got your issues
'Bout being left behind
But the thought of you
Was the furthest thing from my mind
Why did you forsake me, I said
Did you want to break me
Abandonment
Just got a text
From a friend of mine named Leigh
It’d been way, way too long
Life intercedes
Shit comes up
She was singing the same tired old song
Then she dropped the bomb
Said, Just between you and me
You're a drag
A drag, Larry
Just got a text
From a friend of my named Tom
Wanted to wish me happy new year
Said sorry he was late
About a month or two
Just can’t get my stupid butt in gear
But then he said
That thing he likes to say
That he loves me
And I wonder is he gay
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8. |
Forgive and Forget
05:16
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All the crazy stuff that people do
It can drive you mad
Just when you think you got it all figured out
You wind up feeling had
You give ‘em slack
And then they reel you in
You try to connect
A little yang to your yin
Live and learn
Live and learn
That’s a pretty good bet
Live and learn
Live and learn
Forgive and forget
All the crazy stuff that people do
It can drive you nuts
No way to sort out the lies from the truth
Like sifting through blood and guts
Don’t take it to heart
When someone runs you down
Don’t look for a lifeline
When you’re about to drown
All the crazy stuff that people do
It kicks you in the butt
Wanna rail and scream all about it
But you've learned to keep you mouth shut
No use in fighting back
When no one’s gonna change
Gotta suck it all up
And live in a world gone strange
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9. |
Blue Sunday
05:25
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It's a Sunday morning
And the snow is coming down
The sky is gray
And all the leaves are brown
Went out for a walk
On this winter's day
Well I would be safe and warm
If I was out in LA
I am blue
I am blue for you
I am blue
Boo hoo
I am blue
Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray
You know the preacher, he likes the cold
He knows I'm gonna stay
California dreamin’
On Such a winter’s day
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day
If I didn't tell her
I could leave today
California dreamin’
On such a winter’s day
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10. |
Next Stop Wonderland
03:48
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Heat and humidity
Gonna be the death of me
Where can I seek sweet relief
Hop on that Blue Line train
Go where it's a less insane
Pack up my woes and say goodbye to my grief
Next stop Wonderland
Down the rabbit hole I go
Next stop Wonderland
Where I go nobody know
Is that a breeze I feel
Why does it feel surreal
Did the gummies just kick in
Shoes, ships and sealing wax
Rows and rows of sunburned backs
Hey dude that's me trippin'
I dive into the ocean blue
And when I come up I am born anew
All the ice cream is melting
And the seagulls are pelting
And my feet are all covered with tar
Get back on that Blue Line train
Click clack like a blue migraine
Stop and go like a bumper car
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11. |
January Town
05:33
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Christmas is done and gone
And all the presents are tossed out in the trash
The tree has been take down
And I am plumb outta cash
Got them January blues
And a snow is coming down, down, down
The light is dim and gray
All over this January town
It is ten below
And I'm freezing down to my marrow
Gonna put my feet up
And lower down my sombrero
They say April is cruel
But they got that all wrong
January is hell
That's why I'm singing this song
It's the dead of winter
And there ain't nowhere to go
The last thing I wanna do
Is go out and shovel the fucking snow
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12. |
Gone From Here
04:23
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Wish I had the time to say goodbye
But I gotta be moving right along
I’ve packed my stuff
Ain’t that much
Just some socks, some shirts
And this here song
Don’t know where I’m going
But this much is clear
Gotta get going out of here
I am gone, gone from here
And I won’t be coming back
I am gone, gone from here
Out of the blue into the black
Gone from here
I am sorry if I brought you down
You should know I had good intentions
Yeah I get it
It don’t make no sense
My disbelief and its suspensions
What do you care, I’m out of your hair
And I am out the door
Just like that I will disappear
Just like that I'm gone from here
Don’t know where I’m going
And I don’t care
Don’t got no forwarding address
You can have my stuff
For what it’s worth
So sorry about the mess
When I get there, I’ll drop you a line
Farewell to you my porcupine
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