1. |
Set Me Free
04:33
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One day all my dreams got squashed
By the madness of this world
I sit before you now a human wreck
A yarn of glide and purl
I got more stories than I can count
They swirl about me like a symphony
It’s at this point I’d like to interject
As humble as I can be
I’d like to make the smallest request
Won’t you hear my plea
Please set me free
The air down don’t it smell so good
Like the devil’s cooking up rotten eggs
People try to get on down, get on down
But they stand on wobbly legs
No one seems to know how they got here
But it feels like an eternity
It’s at this point I’d like to interject
As humble as I can be
I’d like to make the smallest request
Won’t you hear my plea
Please set me free
You know you hold the key
Won’t you hear my plea
Won’t you please set me free
Sometimes I think I died years ago
In that crash on Route 46
It’s like an episode of the Twilight Zone
Where suddenly I didn’t exist
There was the before and there is the now
And there’s no shared history
It’s at this point I’d like to interject
As humble as I can be
I’d like to make the smallest request
Won’t you hear my plea
Please set me free
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2. |
Strange Situation
03:56
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What can I make of this
Wish I knew, wish I knew what this is
It’s like nothing, nothing I’ve known
It defies analyses
I feel like I’m on foreign ground
Where everything makes a foreign sound
I got me a strange situation
One I cannot explain
I got me a strange situation
'Bout to drive me insane
What can I do with this
Wanna know, wanna know the truth
It has dogged me like the plague
Every since my youth
I want to throw off all my chains
Until it’s only me that remains
What can do to change this
Hope you can help me, help me out
Not looking for the perfect solution
Just a little less doubt
I want to break down all the walls
But I don’t think I have the balls
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Humdinger
04:21
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I hear what you’re saying and I like what I hear
It’s coming through to me loud and clear
You give it to me straight
You hand me no bull
You got no need to pull the wool
But something seems off
No, not quite right
You go too easily into that good night
Your eyes betray you
They sing your secret song
And your secret song is low and blue
Your eyes betray you
They sing your secret song
And your secret song is pure and true
Humdinger
You got the right stuff, yeah that's for certain
You show me what's behind the curtain
You make me glad
Glad that I had met you
I know you'd love me if I let you
But something seems off
Like it might be a grift
So many dreams that you won't lift
You got the power
You got the juice
Only you can turn me loose
I hear what you're saying, how can I not
You say it loud and you say it a lot
Message received
Message understood
I'm sure the end result will do me good
But something seems off
And I can't quite guess it
Maybe it's you who can confess it
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4. |
Found My Joy
04:28
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Woncha look at me, look at me
I’m so fucking happy
Got a great big smile on my face
One that nothing can erase
Just between me and you
It’s been so long overdue
I feel good down to my bones
Even in my erogenous zones
Just wanna click my heels
‘Cause now I know how good good feels
I won’t be your whipping boy
Now that I have found my joy
Woncha look at me, look at me
I’m happy as happy can be
My has heart grown just like the Grinch
It was easy, it was a cinch
Just made it all up in my head
That I’d rise myself up like a loaf of bread
I would no long moan and bitch
I’d kick my crap down in the ditch
Woncha look at me, look at me
I’m lit up like a Christmas tree
I’m as bright as a Roman candle
I’m almost too hot to handle
I’m blowing up on the internet
You give my name to your favorite pet
I’m spreading across the galaxy
I’m the one you most want to be
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5. |
Not Getting Over It
03:50
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No way, no
There ain’t no way
No way, no
There ain’t no way
Not getting over it
Not getting over it, no, no
Not getting over it
No matter what I do
I can’t get over you
No matter how hard I try
Can’t seem to say goodbye
You are always on my mind
We are always intertwined
And I cannot let you go
I can’t let you go
Wish I could wish you gone
But you got me hanging on
Wish I could wish you dead
But you just won’t leave my head
It’s more than I can tolerate
It pins me down with its great weight
‘Cause I can’t let you go
I can’t let you go
You gaze at me with your pale green eyes
And I find myself falling all to pieces
I gaze at you and my passions rise
It’s a feeling that never ceases
No, no it never ceases
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Sometimes when I think about it
I don't believe that it's real, and maybe
Just maybe it's not
It all happened so long ago
In a place I barely recall
In a time, a time I've nearly forgot
We ought to write it down in a book
And put it on our shelves
'Cause the past is just a story we tell ourselves
I could make it all fanciful
I could make it seem more cool
I could make sound absolutely divine
I could change the narrative
I could change the way that it ends
I could make our hero work things out just fine
They say that history is written by the winners
And I guess that much is true
Well I guess that for the rest of us losers
We're gonna have to do our best to make do
Sometimes when I think about it
It all seems so vague
Like maybe my whole life is but a dream
And everyone I've ever known is a figment or a ghost
Which means no one is quite what they seem
Through it all I keep pinching myself
To remind me I'm still alive
Maybe I should just relax and float downstream
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7. |
Plain As Day
04:04
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I’m staring at the world on the horizon
What sort of place and how that might look
I wanna imagine how they'll view us
What they’ll say about us in their history book
Were they naive or downright stupid
How could they not see what was coming their way
The signs were clear, there was no denying
It was all as plain as day
Some days well I just gotta wonder
How do we ever get anything right
And what about the children yet to be born
Will they think we were none too bright
How could we be so damn short-sighted
How could we not know where we were going
How could we be so downright foolish
How could we pretend without knowing
The world is ruled by cheater and liars
Who are only in it for personal gain
When the children of tomorrow look back on us
Will they say we were all insane
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Humanity
05:10
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All alone here
On this teeny tiny rock
The hands of time
Are falling off the clock
It’s me and it’s you
The whole history
It’s the story that’s been told
Stitched together in a filigree
Oh the humanity
Oh the humanity
Same as it ever was
Who says what
And who knows why
Who breaks the wings
Of the butterfly
It’s me and it’s you
It’s the whole human race
It’s what we have
And what we can’t replace
The road is long
And the road is rough
Change must come
Can’t come fast enough
It’s me and it’s you
It’s the whole universe
It is the blessing
It is the curse
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Lemme tell you just how bad it feels
‘Cause I’ve lived through it firsthand
Don’t get any better this, boy
It’s like waking up in Zombieland
Have you ever been broken
Have you ever been split in two
Have you ever been smashed to bits
Till there’s nothing left but residue
Have you ever been broken
Have you ever been broken
Lemme tell you just how much it sucks
And every day is one more day to rue
You say you want to end it all
But you’re a coward through and through
Have you ever been hurt so bad
Have you ever felt the deepest sad
Lemme tell you it ain’t no Penny Lane
This desert where you find yourself marooned
You can try to escape to the past
But nostalgia is just pain from an old wound
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10. |
The Air Up Here
04:17
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The air up here is pretty thin
So thin I can hardly breathe
I could opt to open my mouth
But alas I would rather seethe
Ah-ee-ah-ee-oo
Ah-ee-ah-ee-oo
The air up here is pretty thin
And replacement is in short supply
The demand goes through the roof
And fills up an empty amber sky
Ah-ee-ah-ee-oo
Ah-ee-ah-ee-oo
The air up here is pretty thin
And it's being stretched to the max
Wish I could be more like my friend Alan
Whatever it is don't fret just relax
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11. |
Falling Down
05:34
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I try get up, I try stand up
I try to do the very best that I can
But still I'm falling down
I raise my hand high, I raise my voice up
Up into the holy stratosphere
But still I'm falling down
I lift myself up, I stretch my legs out
I take a run into a brutal wind
But still I'm falling down
I guess I am clumsy, I guess I am an clod
Every time I try to break on through
I go and blow my wad
I get my hopes up, I roll my dreams out
I try my best to be all hunky dory
But still I'm falling down
I drag myself out, I pour my guts out
I put on my the bestest that face I can
But still I'm falling down
I do my duty, I bust my buttons
And I all but blow off the top of my head
But still I'm falling down
I guess I am foolish, I guess I am a dope
I cling to thought things will get better
When there isn't any reason to hope
I do the best that I can but I'm only the person I am
And the person I am is only trying to stand
You may not see me, I may not be here
But if I'm not why does it hurt
When I am falling down
I do my business, I have my say
I try to be as clear as clear as I can
But still I am falling down
I make my music, put out my records
And I do it with all sincerity
But still I am falling down
I may look stupid and I may seem naive
But if you look closer
Maybe you too will believe
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12. |
Revenant
04:27
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Yeah, I was born here
And it is here that I will die
It is a place I was meant to be
The very spot my dreams occupy
The spot my dreams occupy
Can’t wait to be born again
To return with a brand-new song
This land will be my land
This land where I belong
This land where I belong
This land where I belong
This land that made me strong
Yeah, I was born here
And it is here that I am bound
It is a place I make my stand
It is my final, my final battleground
It is my final, my final battleground
It is my final, final battleground
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