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People Are the Same
03:44
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From the darkest jungles
To the tallest peaks
To the very spot from whence we came
From the desert savanna
To the bayous of Louisiana
People everywhere are the same
We live to fight
It feels so right
It's part of our DNA
We live to hate
It's our common trait
Wouldn't have it any other way
We pray to God
Don't spare the rod
We smite down all of our foes
We make our laws
Ignore of flaws
Why we do it no one knows
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To Be Beautiful
03:59
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You look around at all the ugly old faces
They ain't got no fancy airs and graces
When it comes to their fashion sense
They are clueless as they are dense
No, no, no, no not like you
No, no, no, no not like
Got funny old dudes in their funky jeans
Got no idea what haute couture means
Got funny old ladies with their eighties hair
A tire round the middle with room to spare
No, no, no, no not like you
No, no, no, no not like
Must be a pain in the butt to be beautiful
A big ol' punch in the gut to be beautiful
You are aghast by every single fashion no-no
Guys with bad 'stashes looking like Sonny Bono
Gals in slacks bought in second-hand shops
Slacks that show off their blooming muffin tops
No, no, no, no not like you
No, no, no, no not like
Are you the only one who really gets it
Like a glove your beauty fits it
Everyone stares when you enter a room
They light up at the scent of your sweet perfume
Yeah, yeah, yeah just like you
Yeah, yeah, yeah just like
Must be tres difficile to be beautiful
The world slightly surreal to be beautiful
How bad we wanna be like you
How bad we wanna live like you
How bad we wanna dress like you
How bad, how bad, how bad
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3. |
The Truth and Other Lies
04:26
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Fear is a good a motivator
Makes you do things you might regret later
You get involved in a sticky situation
Headed for eternal damnation
Change the narrative and change the narration
It’s the truth, the truth and other lies
When you tell them, suddenly you’re wise
Whether it’s whole or whether it’s half
The truth is always good for a laugh
Love makes you do crazy stuff
You want some but you can never get enough
In the name of love you maim and kill
In the name of love you get your thrill
Like religion, it’s all downhill
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Sing Cuckoo!
04:44
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I blew in like a breeze
On a warm spring afternoon
You ran down to the docks
Said my smile it made you swoon
We go back a hundred years or so it would seem
Every time I miss your face all I have to do is dream
You say you love me lots
Not sure that you're sincere but I'll take you at your word
All your spirit and good cheer
How I do so want to believe, feel a part of your family
I lost mine in a flood somewhere south of Tennessee
Together again, together old friend
I go back again and again
How you doing and how have you been
From without and from within
Sing cuckoo!
We went to a Holiday Inn
Had some drinks down by the pool
Laughed about the days gone by
And all our old friends back at school
Danny died while playing the drums
Marla perished in a storm, Billy had a heart attack
Death surrounds us like a swarm
Together again, together old friend
You said to keep in touch
I let out a knowing sigh
Then you looked me in the face
Said, "Who will be the next to die"
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5. |
Nasty Bits
04:20
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Some things, well, I don't wanna see
Don't want 'em in my face
'Cause some things once you see 'em
Well nothing can erase
It's like catching your mom and dad
In flagrante delicto
It forever shapes your image of them
As less than perfecto
How do you yank the ugly clean out of your brain
Some things go well beyond the hideous and profane
Goddam them nasty bits, goddam them all to hell
Some things, well, I don't wanna know
Don't want 'em by my door
Like the guy in front of my apartment
Who was face down on the floor
When I asked him how he got there
He seemed a little perplexed
But he had enough presence of mind
To check to see if he got a text
Could have been a terrorist
Could have been a robbin' hood
Whatever he was up to, I’m sure it's no good
Some things, well, I don't wanna see
Like my neighbor across the alley
He parades around in his birthday suit
Hey, pull the curtains down, pally
What goes on behind closed doors
Should remain out of sight
Don't wanna see all your nasty bits
Keep them locked up tight
All we got is our dignity
To separate us from the apes
You can do what you wanna do
Just keep it behind your drapes
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I play on and on just like a broken record
I play on and on
No time to be retreating
No time to let it all go
No time to be a three-day weakling
No time to take it slow, slow, slow
I play on and on just like a broken record
I play on and on
No time to be a joker
No time to mess around
No time to put off your dreams till tomorrow
'Cause soon you'll be in the ground, ground, ground
I play on and on just like a broken record
I play on and on
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live for today
Gotta live, gotta live before it all goes away
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live for today
Gotta live, gotta live before it all goes away
No time to be a dirty liar
No time for your bullshit
No time to be deceiving yourself
No time for nothing 'cause this is it
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You may think it's all a game but you're wrong, you're wrong
We're all connected just the same
One big ol' throng
You may think you'll get away with telling all your lies
Well you are in, I bet, for one big surprise
You may think you are a god but you're not, you're not
You may think you are a have not some have-not
While the rest of us fools are chasing a buck
You look down your nose and say, "You suck"
Don't fool yourself, bucko
Don't live a lie
Don't fool yourself, bucko
Your time is nigh
When you get dealt a hand
It's always a full house, full house
You trip the light fantastique while the rest of us grouse
You may think you are above the lowly scum
But don't you worry about a thing
Your time will come
Hey buddy, better listen to what I say
The clock is ticking on your perfect day
You may think that you're right but what if your not
Take away your bravado and what have you got
You may think that you're so smart and we're all a bunch of fools
But in the end you may find the world will break your rules
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8. |
I Made It All Up
05:23
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I didn't know who I was, didn't have a single clue
So I tried to be more than what I thought
I should be to you
I changed the way that I dressed, I adopted a different pose
I remember you asked me where
I got my clothes, I so wanted to prove myself
Wanted to be your number one
You liked me because you thought that I was so much fun
Well I wrote it all down and it sounded so good
I used verbs and nouns just the best that I could
And I made it all up, made it all up
For you, for you, for you, for you
Well you read it all through and it sounded so fine
All our stars in the sky well they seemed to align
But I made it all up, made it all up
For you, for you, for you, for you
We would go out on the town, we would go to fancy affairs
We'd dance and sing and carry on with our fancy airs
People looked up to like a queen and I was your little king
Even though none of it meant any fucking goddamn thing
I loved to play along and you so loved your part
I guess that's why we were doomed from the start
I made it all up, I’ll admit it
I am the one who went and did it, did it, did it
I made it all up, I won't deny it
But you were the one who would buy it
I didn't know who I was, didn't have a single clue
So I went made a life that resembled something true
You went right along with it all
You implied that it was OK
Who are we but a figment or phantom anyway
We couldn't be happier, no need to wonder why
What does it matter if it's all really just a lie
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9. |
Broken Things
03:42
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I clumsily knocked over Chris' favorite glass
And I shattered it all apart
And even though I apologized a thousand times
I just knew I broke her heart
Oh these broken things
Forever gone
Oh these broken things
Can't move on
Lisa said she'd visit me when she came to town
But she never made it to my welcome mat
I think she did not want to see my pain
She was always weak like that
Smash, biff, bam, boom
I remember that one very special summer day
I think of it now and then
And I just want to somehow stop all space and time
But deep down I know it won't be perfect again
Turn on the TV and it’s blah, blah, blah
So ’n’ so is in a menage a trois
It’s just a distraction to keep you sated
Undercooked and overweighted
God is as silent as a stone
If He’d speak He’d say, “Leave me alone
I want no part of your reality
Your reality is fakery
Your reality is a joke to me”
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10. |
Honey Love
03:06
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You are sweet that's for sure
You take away all the bitter
When life looks so gray and drab
You add a touch of glitter
You bring a little lift to my walk
You can make the mute talk
And I just got to tell you
Oh, my honey love
Stick to me
Oh, my honey love
You're my honey bee
You're a peach without a pit
You're as rich as ambrosia
Everyone wants to be your pal
But nobody knows ya
I want to be the one exception
Still I don't have any misconceptions
Hey I just got to tell you
Hey, hey honey bee
I feel your sting
Hey, hey honey bee
You're no casual fling
You're a mensch without a doubt
You're my happy pollinator
You bring a buzz wherever you go
From the poles to the equator
Just glad that I live in your hive
I mean it and that's no jive
And I just got to tell you
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You ran away 20 years ago
And I haven't heard from you since
The last thing I saw was the back of your neck
An image that still makes me wince
You disappeared as if in a fog
Can't tell if I made you up
I stand alone on a subway grate
Hoping someone fills my cup
Come on back home to me soon
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Come on back home to me soon
Nah-nah-nah-nah
I heard you made a place for yourself
Divorced from all of the pain
You tried to rub me clean out of your life
But you couldn't erase the stain
I bet your kids don't know of me
They'd be shocked if they ever found out
That their mom was married before
Their world would be in doubt
Come on home now to me
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12. |
The Wheel
06:15
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I hang on tight the best I can
But it always drives me nuts
Get caught up in the whirlwind
That nothing interrupts
How bad I want to let it all go
And it's not for lack of guts
And the big ol' wheel goes
'Round and 'round
Like it's never gonna stop
And the big ol' wheel goes
'Round and 'round
Leaves me spinning like a top
And I go woo-woo
I give it all the strength I've got
But the thing won't let me go
I plot and scheme like a man obsessed
As it whips me to and fro
I ride it like a bronking horse
And I scream, Whoa, whoa, whoa
It defines for me insanity
I know that I can't make it cease
But that don't stop me trying to
Pouring sand into the grease
All I want is to slow it down
Slow it down
When all it does is increase
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