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Hospital
03:22
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Volcanos erupting, the smoke's in your brain /
If this time it don't kill me, it'll come back again /
But you're safe in the hospital, hospital / dead on the phone
But you're safe in the hospital, hospital / dead on the phone
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come while he sleeps / "rest now little baby," you said, "don't you weep" /
you didn't say anything, I heard "don't you weep"
Earthquakes will shatter you, leave you alone /
Death's got its teeth sunk in the back heels of home /
But you're safe in the hospital, hospital / dead on the phone /
But you're safe in the hospital, hospital / dead on the phone
But you came, yes you came / but you came, yes you came /
Over and over, you said, "don't you cry," /
You didn't say anything, I heard "don't you cry" /
Safe in your alarm / Safe in the hospital
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when the body tricks the mind
when the body tricks the mind and the load is left for time to try to figure out or prove if our love was born to lose
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Say You Love Me
04:45
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Love, you're a real cold giver
Love, it's making me warm
Love, you're working me to pieces
Anywhere I turn to, wherever you are
You give it to me anyway
Give it to my any way you want
Say you love me
And I wont sell your pictures to the reporter who's standing on our lawn
Love, its been a long time with ya
Love, you make it hard to fuck with ya
Blow for blow, I'm coming up hopeful
But you know, anyone who's head's so hard ain't a friend of mine
Anywhere I turn to, wherever you are
You give it to my anyway
Give it to me any way you want
Say you love me
And I wont sell your pictures to the reporter who's standing on our lawn
Love, you're a real sore winner
Love, you know you're doing me harm
Oh, won't you call me on my landline
Cause you know, I'll call you back when I've got the time
Say you love me
And I wont sell your pictures to the reporter who's standing on our lawn
No I won't sell your pictures to the reporter who's writing on our lawn
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4. |
The Sea
04:25
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the sea
as I look out from my window
I see a bed of blue pillows
down below
as they roll
a soft expanse,
a beggar's trance
my only chance for this romance
is to dance through this world
i will see you as you're going over
you will see me as i'm going under
i will see you as you're growing younger
you will see me as i'm growing older
a birch white beach is just in reach
it scrapes the sea
cause you and me were meant to be
apart
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5. |
Wendy Is Water
04:45
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Wendy Is Water
wendy says she tastes like water
bland down to the touch
go and find some other lover
you don't need as much
you should go and find the american life you wanna know
wendy says she drinks like water
smooth and cold and blue
reads her book out in the corner
always looking for something new
yeah, she's got a real chance she's gonna find the american life she wants to know
all the leaves are drowning
I thought that you should know
if you stay up on the hill baby
it's bound to overflow
if you stay in the country you will leave me
these buildings they're breaking my back babe
wendy says she is like water
from her toes up to her hair
you can find another lover like me anywhere
you should go and find the american life you want to know
all the leaves are drowning
i thought that you should know
if you stay up on the hill baby
it's bound to let you go
if you stay in the city
you're gonna leave me
these beaches they're slick, don't you slip babe
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It's the broke time of the year / everybody's broke down here
It's the broke time of the year / everybody's broke down
Fleas fly where the lady lays / her shit's packed up in ready-made rubber-mades / (she's on the move)
Backed up, cracked up / sick of all your "let it rain" talk /
(everyday, it’s the same shit)
It's the broke time of the year / everybody's broke down here
It's the broke time of the year / everybody's broke down
When I went to her room / I could die... /
In the scent of her bleach blond hair / I was flowered by her damn-it-all attitude / She's so rude...
Everyday she wakes up / She needs a codon to put another kettle on the stove / (before she's froze up) / Eyes so lovely / but she peers out not so colorfully /
(she's born to lose...)
It's the broke time of the year / everybody's broke down here
It's the broke time of the year / everybody's broke down
When I went to her room / I could die... /
In the scent of her bleach-blond hair / I was flowered... /
When I went to her room / I could die... /
It was the scent of her bleach-blond hair / I was flowered by her damn-it-all attitude / She's so...
For a time, can't find you anywhere / you must be out of town...
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Falling Together, Coming Apart
you're coming up
and out again
between the lines
where nothing ends
and nothings new
and in that there's a lot you've got to lose
you're chasing strangers in the dark
you leap too soon
and miss the mark you thought you knew
and shout the only words you've got to use
everything's falling together,
coming apart
everything's falling together,
coming apart
please find me, please find my mind
you're like a comet
that's catatonic
in every ocean
you see it coming
this idle spinning
has got you thinking
there's no point starting
from the beginning
so
you're coming up
and out again
between the lines
where nothing ends
and nothings new
and in that there's a lot you've got to prove
you're chasing shadows in the dark
you leap to soon
and miss the mark you thought you new
and shout the only words you've got to use
everything's falling together
coming apart
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The Amanicans
in every door step there's a doorway
on the door knob there's a door lock
and the door's locked
locked for you
locked for me
there's a key there in your pocket
when you insert it and you turn it
you start searching there for something you can see
it is you
it is me
the windows take off to the town
doing somersaults off ground
through their reflection
what do you see
maybe you
maybe me
your feet come falling down the stairs
to find no house really there
and nobody even cares
that all the peaches and the pears
grow from telephone poles and lightning rods
so, you love to be in love
the priest has his face stuck in his own pants
he's giving sermons to everybody
"can you please come lend a hand?
oh no it's not like that you think
I just wanted to have a drink
you see I left the water running back on land.
you can understand
i'm just like you"
and you're like me
did you receive your invitation to the beheading of the nation?
says the woman as she waves her rubber hand.
"It'll be one great big celebration"
the cursed great migration
of the crows they crow away the marching band.
do you wanna dance?
just with me
"i'm sorry I left the grapes out on the fire escape
i didn't realize their shape couldn't handle all the weight"
from all the people trying to go
i thought I saw them all jump out the window
in their muddy boots they trampled on
and made wine
so, you love to be in love
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