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Days of Our Lives
06:48
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There's no getting 'round it anymore
It is what it is and it will always be
We do the things that make us what we are
All of the things we know
And all of the things that we don't see
We can try to deny it
And live in a world of pretend
But try as we may
Try as we may it will bite us in the end
These are the days of our lives
And we want to hold them all so dear
These are the days of our lives
And the end is always near
These are the days
We think we know just who we are
And all the things we are capable of
We know we can do such great harm
But we know we can also make great love
If we can only work past our hate
And all our many insecurities
We might slay all the evil in this world
Bring it right down to its knees
We pray to God as if he cares
Mostly we do it to assuage our guilt
We ask him to forgive us all our sins
And we ask him to look at
All the monuments we've have built
Yes we can make all of our plans, all our plans
And we can try and hope for the best
And maybe some day if we have a little luck
All our questions will be addressed
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Unknowable
05:15
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You are like the pen on my desk
You are like a rock or a tree
You are like the rain on my sill
You are unknowable to me
You are like the dream I just had
You are like a pile of debris
You are like the meaning of life
You are unknowable to me
You are unknowable to me
I look real hard but I cannot see
The person you said that you could be
You are unknowable to me
You are like a book on my shelf
You are like the cold, dark sea
You are like a bench on a streetcar
You are unknowable to me
You are like the weather in Boston
You are like my country 'tis of thee
You are like the people I love
You are unknowable to me
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Think about it
Take your time
Just slow down, slow down, slow down
You need to know
What you want to know
What road to go down, go down
And you'll go down
When you're good and ready
And you'll take your chances
When you're good and ready
Mull it over
Draw a breath
Take a bite of your finger nail
Have a drink
Have lots of drinks
Then weigh what's on your scale
Stand in front of the mirror
And have a little face to face
Go outside and sit in your car
Just don't drive any place
I got time
You got time
But maybe not so much, so much
What you decide
Is fine with me
Be sure to keep in touch
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That First Hit
04:34
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I had been striving for something
Didn't know just what it was
Just knew that if I kept on going
I'd find out it was more than because
Stuck my hand into the fire
To see just how bad I'd get burned
And after all my flesh was gone
What could I say I had learned
Every addict is formed in the crucible
Of the memory of that first hit
Tried my hand at God and religion
But nothing ever seemed to stick
Too many rules and regulations
Just made my soul feel sick
Got myself into holistic healing
Then it was Scientology
They said I needed to go clear
But they couldn't figure out what was wrong with me
I need something meaningful
I need something tried and true
I need something more than I have
I need a different point of view
And once I get it I will never going to let go
'Cause once I get it
That's all I'll care to know
What's the meaning of satisfaction
Is that when we are satisfied
Do we ever get all that we need
Or must we always be open wide
Give me everything that I want
I want to feel fulfilled
Doesn't matter what I deserve
Doesn't matter how much blood is spilled
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Scott Free
04:30
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You done a bad deed now you're sailing along
Doesn't matter what's right if you can do wrong
You can sleep at night like a possum on a tree
There is no consequence when you are scott free
You are scott free, you own the master key
You're as free as a bird, your sentence deferred
You can sing and dance with all the joy in your heart
The case was never made, the prosecution fell apart
Now you own the streets, chim chim chim cher-ee
You are so damn lucky ‘cause you are scott free
You are scott free, that must fill you with glee
Got off without a hitch, no need to ever bitch
Now who is ever gonna stop you
As you run riot in the streets of every town across the land
Now who is ever gonna stop you
As you do your best to be the baddest mofo ever in command
You can put the con in my confidence
Even when what you say doesn't make any sense
You insist your mark is the mark of quality
You can say what you will when you are scott free
You are scott free, fiddle-dee-dee
All the pikers take a hike, you're on a lucky strike
You got your true believers and they follow your word
Even when all your words are completely absurd
You can mix the pot just like Chef Boyardee
You can make quite a stew when you are scott free
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6. |
I'm Going Home
05:28
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Sometimes I just get tired of all this moving around
Want to plant my feet, plant my feet down on the ground
Want to stop my yearning
Want to stop my restlessness
But how do I do it, well that is anyone's guess
My feet are aching, my bones do creak
My eyes are burning and my soul feels weak
Want to lock myself in and dim the lights
Let the rest of humanity fight its fights
This world has its wonders from here to Rome
But I've seen enough, I’m going home
You can have them all, trudge through the loam
But I've had my fill, I’m going home
Everyday on the subway people they push and shove
Where is their heart and soul, where is the love
People shout on their cellphones
They seem to have no shame
They know no boundaries like a picture with no frame
I am no better but at least I don't inflict
All my useless thoughts and the useless bones I've picked
I would rather retire, hole up with a book in bed
Than to face this world, this land of the walking dead
If I could be with anyone I'd be with me
Don't mean to seem selfish just want to be free
Don't like to party, don't like to be sociable
Can't take the banter, can't take the bull
I dig the music inside my soul
I don't hear it on the radio
I like the way I think, I like my company
I don't rip myself up and I don't lie to me
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7. |
Hung Out to Dry
04:39
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Where are you now
Where did you go
Where did you go
Where did you go
Why did you leave
Did you not believe in me
I'm sorry if I hurt you bad
Didn't mean to make you sad
Hung out to dry
I was hung out to dry
Hung out was I
Hung out was I
Why don't you call
Why don't you try
Why don't you try
Why don't you try
Wish I could wish you back
Back before it all went whack
Can't we just forgive and forget
Can't we commit
Can't we commit
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Despot in a Teapot
04:27
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I like the way that the world
Revolves around me
I am at the center of my very own galaxy
I get to call the shots
I get to say what's cool
I am no idiot, no
I suffer no fool
I'm a despot in a teapot
Don't you make me mad
I'm a despot in a teapot
I am so bad, bad, bad
I got a harem
Girls with big boobs
I drink only cherry cola with lots of ice cubes
I have my own arsenal
Got a couple of nukes
If you insult me I'll shout
Put up your dukes
I got a little temper
I've been known to throw a fit
Those who disagree with me, well their lives turn to shit
I'm just like Billy Mumy on the Twilight Zone
I'll wish you to the corn field
I will make you atone
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Troubles Ahead
04:40
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There are problems in the Middle East
So what else is new
They are always hating each other's guts
Always a hullabaloo
High anxiety
Death in the dead sea
There's no place to flee for you and for me
Well we can all agree this ain't no way to be
There are problems with your mom and dad
So what else is new
Your dad's a cheater and your mom's drinker
Lotsa ugly they get into
Can't close your eyes
Can't stand the lies
Wish they would compromise
That they don't is no surprise
Will this make you wise
These mangled tangled family ties
There are troubles ahead, bigger than the ones behind
Anyone who says there're not are running 'round blind
There are troubles in your workaday world
Your boss is jerk
He treats like a slab of week-old meat
A no-nothing clerk
You want to kick his ass, kill all the top brass
The ceiling is glass
You're reaching critical mass
The only way to take a pass
Is to go home and turn on the gas
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These are not faces that I would recognize
Maybe I knew them once, now they wear a disguise
Could be the lighting, could be the clothes they wear
Could be they just got old and they no longer care
What are their stories
Who are their husbands and wives
They are all strangers lving out strangers' lives
The last of the beautiful people
They are gone, gone, gone
Oh the beautiful people into oblivion
The last of the beautiful people
They are done, done, done
Oh the beautiful people, now there are none
These are not people that I've continued to know
If I saw them on the street I would not say hello
They were not there for me when my daughter was born
Never knew my dad died, never saw me mourn
What do they dream of and did those dreams come true
Do they think of me and what would they think if they do
What happened to you
Where did you go
When did you fade
Where is your glow
Start out so strong and so full of youth
But life is so cruel and that's the hard truth
Give it back
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I just want to be clear so won't you please lend me your ear
This song I'm singing is about you, you, you
Come on and make no mistake for goodness sake
You and I are totally, totally through, through, through
You got to be kidding
If you think that I will be forgiving
You are dead to me now
And my life is for the living
Hate is not a strong enough word
For how I feel about you
Hate is not a strong enough word
Goodbye, baby, see you later, adieu
I just saw a monster flick about a crazy-ass chick
She did the same crazy-ass things as you, you, you
In the end she got whacked with a giant axe
And her guts got flushed down the loo, loo, loo
I was happy that she got hers
In the worst possible way
Just as I would be happy
If someone would really make you pay
Hate, hate, hate, hate you
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It could've caused quite a scandal
If people only knew
But they didn't and that's the way that it was
When certain things were taboo
Discretion was the better part of valor
Best to keep it on the QT
All those loose lips could sink your ship
The truth won't always set you free
No one could see us
We were invisible
Even standing side by side
Before the world had its picture taken
We could hide
Remember when you didn't have any access
You only knew what you were told
When I think about the way that it was I feel old
Back then it was a simpler time
At least that's what I'd like to believe
No one would ever wanna do anything wrong
No one would ever try to deceive
Nowadays everyone's got a window
A clear and unobstructed view
You'd think with all that information
That we would know, we would know what to do
I don't want to sound nostalgic
I don't pine away for the glory days
But there's something to be said
For hiding your dirty laundry
I don't need to know all your wicked ways
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