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Sometimes I ponder
What if the Sun and Sea Should merger Over my shoulder With Irish lakes And Seoul suburbia Abandon ship Take me up High aloft to peace I didn't know That you would take it to heart I didn't know That it would break us apart this way To much Too soon Good buy Yeh! Yeh! |
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| 2. |
| 4:01 |
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Patty Whitebull fell asleep for 15 years
Then unexpectedly she woke to joy and tears She ordered pizza and then asked about her kids They're all grown up now on the reservation grid Sidewalk serfer girl I'd do anything to catch you falling Sidewalk surfer girl I'd do anything to be with you, sometimes Since Patty fell asleep things got so extreme Surfer boys and girls searching for a dream Paraglide from space die your bungee best Set yourself alight whilst famine kills the rest Sidewalk serfer girl I'd do anything to catch you falling Sidewalk surfer girl I'd do anything to be with you, sometimes... |
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| 3. |
| 3:30 | 
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| 4. |
| 3:26 |
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When you fall a sleep
Before the end of the day You start to worry Like when the taxi comes To take you away When you're in no hurry Yet as our hair turns white All the stars still shine so bright above At least It's not the end of the world We could live it large Because we're only old once Let's make a difference Turn all the hate in the world Into a mockingbird Make it fly away Yet as our hair turns grey Everything is far from A ok At least it's not the end of the world No at least it's not the end of the world |
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| 5. |
| 4:33 |
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It took a long time for me to get over
Your incredible ways And now I'm minded to wipe out the memory Of the way you behaved You're a receptacle For the respectable I took some time out to study your actions Of how you painted towns red And if my worse fears came to fruition I'm shure you'd leave us all dead I was so gullible But now I'm cynical We're all seseptable To the Incredible Welcome as a storm cloud In the late December gloom Subtle as a nail bomb in the head You came to me in peace And left me in pieces. Receptacle for the respectable |
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| 6. |
| 3:08 |
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| 7. |
| 3:38 |
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Shoot Doris Day
Out of the way In the pouring rain Sentimentality pause As Jimmy Stewart ignores Her question People never stay the same It's a fight between the wild and tame I've some feelings that I can't get through Even to you my friend. Wasting away in vain Oh! Mercy Victor Panache Lost his moustache In a P.R war Public relationship tears No one would touch him For years People Never stay the same? Rushing around in vain Don't tempt me. People never stay the same It's a fight between the strong and lame I've some feelings that I cant get through I'll just binge on Crack and Tiramisou Nothing ever stays the same Without to much fun and halibaloo Animals don't stay the same Ive some feelings that I cant get through Without turning to a military coup |
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| 8. |
| 0:40 |
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| 9. |
| 6:58 |
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I have no sympathy for you
You make me realise The who I am I have no sympathy for thee You make me realise The who I am not Sympathy, sympathy You want some: Don't come to me Don't try me for sympathy I don't feel sorry for thee: You deserve to die I have no adjectives for you And have no feelings For the who you are I feel no empathy for you You make me realise The who I am not. Sympathy, sympathy You want some: Don't come to me Don't try me for sympathy I don't feel sorry for thee: You deserve to die. |
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| 10. |
| 3:09 |
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It's easy when you know how
To get along without Biff! Bang! Pow! And if I see that you're fed up, I'll stop and give you a leg up. Over priced unreal estate, Surreal estate, The highest price they've hit to date, Creating new divides and tension. You've got to tolerate, All those people that you hate, I'm not in love with you, But I wont hold that against you, You've got to tolerate, Some of those people that you hate, I'm not in love with you, But I wont hold that against you. This is a tale of 2 city/situations, Mutual appreciation, Away from narrow pre-conception, Avoiding conflict hyper-tension, Non-phobic word aerobic. This was my domain, Till someone stole my name. You've got to tolerate ...etc. Let's get juxtaposed, juxtaposed, Just suppose I juxtapose with you... |
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| 11. |
| 5:25 |
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Monica and naughty Billy
Got together something silly, Holy wars out of lusty minutes Another Cuban cigar crisis Honestly! Do we need to know If he really came inside her mouth? How will all this effect me now and later? You know that we belong In a Presidential Suite, Armed guards in the street Waving back at those who greet And when I look over, Over my shoulder, I can't see my past It seems so far away. Found an icon that gave him a hard one Little Boris just can't help himself Got so hot In the decedant nineties Pass another vodka dear We can dance Till the early hours of the morning catches up Then we'll return to business: If there's any of it left! You know that we belong In a Presidential Suite, Armed guards in the street Waving back at those who greet Yes indeed! You know that when we met There were Fireworks in the sky Sparkling like dragonflies Spelling all bad folk must die And when I look over, Over my shoulder, I can't see my past It seems so far away. It seems so far away Far away |
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| 12. |
| 7:21 |
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Rapture
Waiting to capture that moment Postponement Suspension of rational movement And bang on the hour of twelve To a forest clearing we'll delve With guns to our heads For we know That Heaven awaits us Dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun Run! Christian, Run! Roaming Roaming from all tribulation Leaving Leaving behind all damnation With women and children in line The men will then gather behind With knives to their throats They'll depart on the midnight train to Jordan. Still dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun Run! Christian, Run! Still wishing for that perfect home by the Sun Come! Kingdom, Come! |
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| 13. |
| 3:54 |
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Well that fragile happiness
Keeps me from forgetting That this fragile happiness Keeps me afloat when I'm sinking The first generation Caused such a sensation Gave all an elation But I'm in deep space 9 Hitting wormholes all of the time But that fragile happiness Stops the nightmares when I'm sleeping And where Catholics confess From my guilt there's no escaping We'll go to Miami Take old friends and family We'll stay out and party Does Will Smith lie? Does he ever break down and cry? |
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