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My Secret Life
03:13
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I do good deeds
And I do them so well
Just like Batman without the cape
I lift your luggage
And I open the door
I make sure you're ship shape
It's my secret life
The one in which I save the world
It's my secret life
The one in which I get the girl
There's no struggle or strife
In my secret life
You get my seat
On the subway train
If you have got a broken leg
We'll split my ice cream
The kind that you like
And you won't have to ever beg
I fold the clothes
And I clean up your room
I teach you all you need to grow
Like how to be cool
And how to be brave
Two things I can't say that I know
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2. |
When I Rule the World
04:02
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Better days are a-comin'
If you do what I say
Better days are a-comin'
If you don't get in my way
All will bow down
And pray to me
When I rule the world
All will kneel
And kiss my ring
When I rule the world
Better times are a-nearin'
It says so in the news
Better times are a-nearin'
If you mind your Ps and your Qs
All the banners will be wavin'
And all of the flags unfurled
And all the people will be singin'
When I rule the world
Better lives to be a-livin'
That is my guarantee
Better lives to be a-livin'
When you put your faith in me
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3. |
No Lessons Learned
04:27
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It wasn't enough when Eve and Adam
Got kicked out of Eden
It wasn't enough when Cain slew Abel
And moved away to Sweden
It wasn't enough when Herrod the Great
He murdered those little kids
And it wasn't enough when Judas turned on Jesus
And the whole world hit the skids
You think that we'd finally get it
That we'd stop doing bad
But just the fact that we never, ever get it
Ain't no cause to be glad
No lessons learned
It wasn't enough when we invented the knife
We had to go out and use it
It wasn't enough when we invented the gun
So seductive who can refuse it
It wasn't enough when we invented the bomb
So we could blow our shit apart
It wasn't enough that we could trash our world
Yeah, we've outsmarted the smart
It wasn't enough for you to kick me
But you kicked me when I was down
It wasn't enough for you steal my smile
And replace it with a frown
It wasn't enough for you to cheat on me
And act like you didn't do it
It wasn't enough for tell me your lies
And think I could not see through it
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4. |
The Naughty Virgin
04:28
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Bet you never guessed it would be like this
Especially since you put your life on the line
Up here we got our own rules
And it ain't some grand design
You think you got your pick of the litter
You think it's your own kingdom to rule
Well you got another thing coming
You sad and hapless fool
I am your naughty, naughty virgin
I am your naughty, naughty virgin
I am your naughty, naughty virgin, I am
Bet you never guessed that we don't like you
We look down upon you with distain
We think your ideas are just plum crazy
And we take them with a grain
Don't you tell us what to do
We are not here to serve ya
We've got other things that interest us
You make us sick ya perv ya
Bet you never guessed that this would be heaven
You must feel ripped-off and mad at God
You martyred yourself in good faith
And now it's all turned out a fraud
On Sunday afternoons I go for swim
There's a lake nearby that I like so much
And as for you and your just desserts
Well you can look but can't touch
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5. |
Old Country
04:12
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They drove me out
In a big beige Cadillac
The kind my Uncle Seymour had
They handed me my papers
And wished me best of luck
And said, Cheer up it's not so bad
And oh-oh, I came to the old country
Where everyone just sits around
Oh-oh, I came to the old country
It's the old-folk part of town
There sat Benjy
That funny kid from high school
He looked a little worse for wear
There were lines on face
And his hands they shook a little
And he had lost all of his hair
Nobody's too happy
They mostly complain
It's always something
And helluva pain
There sat Julie
She used to be so pretty
But now she looks pretty dire
She grunts when she moves
But she says that it's all good
She was always a terrible liar
Nobody's too happy
And why should they be
The end's 'round the corner
And they always gotta pee
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6. |
Walking Distance
04:08
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Walking down a lost highway
Looking for someone going my way
Came across an old soldier
Said his name was Ray Bolger
The Scarecrow in "The Wizard of Oz"
Said he'd join me without a pause
Within walking distance
Within walking distance
Within walking distance from here
Ray asked about the road I'm on
Said I was a trust-fund vagabond
He nodded and said that's OK
All he ever did was make hay
Like the Scarecrow in "The Wizard of Oz"
He had learned to live with his flaws
No there is nothing
No there is nothing
And no man needs nothing
I left lot of places in the dust
Just to satisfy my wanderlust
So many people and so many names
And all of them gone down in flames
But no matter where I hide
Can't fill up this empty feeling inside
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The odds they are certainly stacked against you
With very few choices and very few outs
Well there's nowhere to go and no one trust
And no one you can count on
I don't blame you if got your doubts
Well if you can't join 'em, beat 'em
'Cause if you don't beat 'em
You'll never defeat 'em
There are mounds of horse shit everywhere
While the truth, the truth is in short supply
People talk and people talk and people they just talk
And what little they say
Well it's all a lie
The world is one big freaking mess, yeah
And your faith, your faith has gotta be shaken
It seems like nothing, seems like nothing
Nothing to be done
But you gotta get up
You gotta awaken
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So many old fogies seem so stuck in time
Doing just what they always did
They try to act like they have changed their ways
But they can't keep their old ways hid
Goodbye and farewell to the status quo
I don't need it any mo'
No mo'
I left them behind long ago
It does me no good
To be living in the past
All it does is make the pain
Last and last
So many old fogies seem intractable
They think if they bend they will break
It drives me nuts just how stubborn they can be
Why don't they change for goodness sake
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9. |
Dead to Me
05:47
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Don't really know ya and that is the truth
You look familiar like someone I once knew
Like a sister I had way back in my youth
You say that you know me but what do you know
Some guy you can judge
Some guy you can demean
You say you're my sister and that may be true
But show me the form that says I'm related to you
However you think, however you think it
However we share antipathy
You are dead, you are dead to me
I know what you're thinking or maybe I don't
I thought that I did but I could be wrong
I don't know your signals. don't know your intentions
Don't know your number, ding dong
You think I'm opaque, you think I'm a dummy
Never done nothing good or even worthwhile
But all I see when I look at you
Is a vacant stare and a forced smile
We have an agreement, whatever it is
Doesn't make much sense and it seems pretty dumb
We pretend that we care when we couldn't care less
You are not my pal and I am not your chum
It's been this way for more than 60 years
And it's highly likely that it will always be
So I'm putting a stop to this pointless charade
I'm telling you that you are dead to me
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10. |
Long Walk Home
03:39
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Tried to put the pieces back together
But none seemed to want to fit
I threw my hands up in a fit of pique
And said this is where I want to quit
This is where I want to quit
This time for sure
It was a long walk, long walk home
Midnight in the rain
It was a long walk, long walk home
My life a rivulet going down the drain
I guess we made a holy mess of things
And no one knows just how to fix it
Yeah this guy says he got the answer
But that's just the way he wants to mix it
And he mix it
He mix it up
It's just you and me kid
We're on our way
We're on our way
On the long walk home
Tried to put the pieces back together
But none seemed to want to fit
I guess this is the time to quit
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11. |
Down From Here
04:35
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Open the door
And there's nothing there
Only ghosts
Floatin' 'round the air
All of the good times
And all of the bad
They are all stitched together
Like threadbare plaid
Nowhere to go
But down from here
There's no way out
But down from here
A world of chaos
A world of fear
It's down from here
Open the window
And let in the light
Try to fight the demons
Wish ya luck with that fight
All of the ups
And all of the downs
They lose their taste
Like bitter coffee grounds
Nowhere to run now
Nowhere to disappear
The only place to go now
Is down from here
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12. |
For Eternity
05:28
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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies
This is for you
This for me
For eternity
This is the sky
This is the sea
For eternity
One shade the more, one ray the less
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress
Or softly lightens over her face
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place
And on that cheek, and over that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
But tell of days in goodness spent
A mind at peace with all below
A heart whose love is innocent
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