1. |
Speak, Memory
04:08
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It all unfolds
In a strange tableau
This strange old life of mine
And I snag these threads
And they’re tangled in knots
But I like to see how they intertwine
Now I’m walking upstairs
For a grander view
Who is talking and who is listening
And who is writing this all down
There's a whole wide world just up ahead
And it starts at the edge of town
Speak memory
The credits come up
It’s the end of the film
And people are heading out the door
They hit the streets
Like a disease
And they spread their infection like a whore
Come on over here
And tell me what you see
Speak memory
The story goes on
Characters change
And you, you're miscast
Your rage grows strong
It is out of control
Somehow you remain steadfast
You take one step
Then you take another
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2. |
The Great Divide
04:14
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The chasm between us is ever-widening
Soon it’ll be a black hole
There won’t ever be no coming together
Just a world gone out of control
How can we stop it
When no one wants to stop it
You can believe what you want to
I can believe what I want to too
How will we breach this great divide
You have got your truth
And I've got my truth too
How will we breach this great divide
These are troubling troubled times
At least that’s the one thing we can agree
But for the rest there is no debating
I am not you and you are not me
We just can't get along
We can’t exist side by side
You tell me that you have got the answer
But you aren’t clear what it is
I can’t ask you a million questions
You say this is not some kinda quiz
Well there ain’t no answer
Never was and never will be
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3. |
You Ate Me Alive
03:55
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Everyone wants to know the truth
But no one wants to hear it
‘Cause once you get too close
You begin to fear its spirit
As in the way I am with you
What do I know what is true
I did what I did
Did what I did to survive
But no matter how much I pushed back
You ate me alive
You ate me alive
Everyone wants to be a god
At least for an afternoon
Cast all the fools into oblivion
And then return to your gentle cocoon
Dream yourself right up to heavens
Where the unleavened leavens
I must’ve been one tasty bite
You swallowed me whole
And I shot through your fingertips
And I captured your soul
Everyone wants to be on top
But with that comes a great big fall
You start out by kicking down fences
But in the end you build up a wall
Too bad I went let you in
That would prove to be my final sin
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4. |
Your Getaway
04:02
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You seem kinda distant
Like you are hiding
If I didn't know no better
I'd say you're slip sliding
Bet you've got plans
Worked them out to a T
You're plotting your getaway
From me
You're acting remote
Don't laugh at my jokes
Can't even bug ya
For one of your smokes
Please fill me in
What's on your mind
Just gotta know
Will you leave me behind
What did I do
How can I change
Just give me a clue
Don't give me short-change
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5. |
Memory and Desire
04:14
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Nothing tends to go the way
The way you plan it
And by that I mean nothing no how
You do your thing
You carry on and you live out your days
And then you lose track of the here and now
You make a wish
You toss a coin
And you gaze into the reflecting pool
Hope for the best
But what is hope
If not the refuge of the fool
Memory, memory and desire
You wake up in a fright
From a fitful dream
And you wonder if wasn't somehow real
You slip out of bed
And you fall through the floor boards
One more left turn on the karmic wheel
You live out your finite days
Days lived in twilight
Days lived out as if you weren't truly living
The cruelty of this world
The cracked fingernails
The lovers that will never be forgiving
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6. |
This Silent World
03:58
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I told you my story in great detail
But you never heard a single word I said
It was like I was shouting into the void
Or living among the walking dead
And I wonder what would it take to wake you up
To get you to see inside my head
I am out here all alone
In this silent world
In this silent world
You don’t see me
You don’t feel me
In this silent world
This silent world
I barely got a voice no more
And my hearing is going as well
And once that’s gone it’s gone forever
And I’ll be stuck in the black depths of hell
I just wish that somehow you could rescue me
Before they ring that final bell
Where did we go so horribly wrong
I can’t seem to recall
Didn’t we have some laughs
Didn’t I used to be your be all end all
But then one day we were strangers
You looking at me like I was a screwball
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7. |
Fuck My Shit Up
05:47
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Every good thing I ever done did
I somehow managed to push it away
Every person that I ever loved
I ground 'em down in an ashtray
Every decent thing I ever made
I somehow managed to unmake it
Every gesture I ever jested
In the end I would just fake it
Fuck my shit up
Fuck my shit up
Fuck my shit up
Fuck my shit up
Every lover that I ever loved
I somehow managed to hate 'em
Every friend that ever got close
In the end I would berate them
Every job that I ever had
I somehow managed to lose it
Every choice that I ever made
In the end I would un-chose it
Don't count on me
Don't count on me, no no
Every plan that I ever undertook
I never knew how to end it
Every bad thing that I said
I had no way to defend it
All the harm that I ever caused
I never found a way to healing
Every person that I ever hurt
I always left them squealing
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8. |
In This Room
05:15
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In this room we fought like bengals
And then we made up all over again
In this room we fucked our brains out
Indulged our deepest sin
In this room we talked into the night
And never seem to get nowhere
In this room I sometimes got my way
And you screamed, unfair
In this room, in this room
Played out the story of our life
In this room, in this room
Love and strife, love and strife
In this room you said you leave me
But in the end you never did
In this room I had mortal thoughts
But mostly I kept them hid
In this room I fantasized about another
And I wonder if you did too
In this room we grew old together
And we had our last Waterloo
In this room we made a baby
And you nursed her till she was six
In this room we watched movies in bed
And we ate Chinese with chopsticks
In this room we nearly died from laughter
That laughter kept us alive
In this room I had a heart attack
And I almost didn't survive
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9. |
Broken Places
04:48
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How long can I keep this going on
How long can I endure
My legs are weak, my arms are achin’
I am insecure
Seen a lot of terrible things
Seen lots of crimes
It’s the age we are living in, yeah
These are hard times
The world it takes its toll
Tears you down
It leaves its traces
The world breaks everyone and afterward
Many are strong at the broken places
How do you know just what to believe
When everything is a lie
Those on the right want to live in the past
While those on the left merely sigh
What do I say to my own kid
How can I explain it
I’m leaving this world in such a shitty state
And she must maintain it
Come together, come together
You gotta come together
Nothing I do will make a difference
Nothing I do will make a change
I have nothing, no say in the matter
I’m a stranger to the strange
All I can offer are these words
All I can offer is this simple plan
Turn your back on all you know
And escape while you can
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10. |
Ain't Got No Right
05:43
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Ain't gonna tell me what to do
Ain't gonna tell me my point of view
Unless of course you're the lord thy god
Ain't got no use for critical thinking
Even when my boat is sinking
It's not my thinking that is flawed
You may think you know it all
You may think you're smart
You may think you know it all
You may be Descartes
You may think you know it all
Don't matter if you do
Ain't got no right to tell me what is true
Ain't gonna tell me what to think
Ain't gonna tell me my shit don't stink
Even when my shit is all wrong
Get my truth from a higher power
He's up there in his ivory tower
And he's told me what is what his whole lifelong
Don't call me dumb
I ain't no dope
Don't call me dumb
Just misanthrope
Ain't gonna tell me about what fact
Ain't gonna tell me what I think is cracked
Just tell me what I wanna hear
Don't wanna know what is real
Only care about what I feel
And what I feel is fear
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11. |
Stinging Blues
04:12
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You can call me weak
You can call me fragile
Everything always easily wounds me
Yeah I ain’t all that agile
Admittedly I let shit get to me
Shit that don’t seem to be all that big
Guess that’s just the way I’m made
Like some frail old twig
I feel too much
About way too many things
This whole world hurts me
Hurts me till it stings
If you want to break me
It ain’t all that hard
Just tell me that I’m an ugly mug
And you will punch my card
My house is made of balsa wood
That can easily be blown to bits
Inside I’m sitting on an uneasy chair
With nothing but my wits
I feel too much
About way too many things
This whole world hurts me
Hurts me till it stings
You can knock me down
You can stomp on my face
You can dunk me in a pool of acid
As a coup de grace
Don’t know why you’re so frickin' mean
Never made much sense
And I let you slay me each and every time
‘Cause I am so goddam dense
I feel too much
About way too many things
This whole world hurts me
Hurts me till it stings
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12. |
Long Story Short
04:50
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I moved out to LA back in ’79
‘Cause I wanted to make it in the biz
I wanted to make my bones making songs, yeah
That’s what was and is always as it is
So I got my meager crap together
And I found a bungalow in Sliver Lake
And I set out on my uncertain path
As scary as an LA earthquake
Long story short
Things didn’t go according to the plan
Long story short
I wrestled with my boogeyman
Long story short
Things didn’t really work out too well
Long story short
I just gotta say what the fucking hell
I wrote me a whole stack of songs
And I guess they weren’t all that good
But I didn’t know it at the time
Even though you would have thought I should
I was just pretending
Pretending that I had the skill
But when I look back on it all now
My music mountain was merely a molehill
Whose story is this
Who is exactly telling the tale
Is it Jonah inside the ticking whale
Whose story is this
So I never did make it in music
At least not in a viable way
Still I’ve kept on writing song after song
Up until this very day
Do I wish I'd been more successful
It depends on what you call success
‘Cause I finally cracked open this one small thing
Even though the rest of my life is a fucking mess
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