Ben Folds - Stems And Seeds (2009)

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RELEASE DATE:	2009-02-00
DURATION:	-
# OF TRACKS:	31
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	모던 락 락
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	187

INTRODUCTION

Ben Folds의 진정한 팬을 위한 선물 [Stems & Seeds]. 최신작 [Way To Normal]의 연장선상에 있는 릴리스. 싱글 ‘Hiroshima’의 Japanese 버전, 첫 싱글 ‘You Don’t Know Me’의 코난 리허설, 피아노 오케스트라 연주로 만나볼 수 있는 ‘Cologne’ 포함 20곡의 리-믹스, 리-마스터, 리-시 ....

TRACKS

Disc 1

Effington

Ben Folds

If there's a God, he's laughing at us
And our football team

Effington could be a wonderful effing place
I can see it from the highway
And I'm wondering
Are they effing in their yards, effing in their cars
Effing in their trailers in the back roads
And the parking lots
Of Effington
Making my way to Normal, Illinois

Maybe I should ditch this little white rental
On the interstate
And start a new effing life
In Effington

I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family
Or I could just keep on movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on
Not stop 'til I get to Normal

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington, oh

I've got this movie in my mind of Effington
And the soundtrack to it sounds like this:
(Dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah daaaah)

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington, oh

If there's a God, he's laughing at us
And our football team

And then the people who live in Normal
Can buy the movies that I'll make in Effington
That's what normal people do
Do normal people do it too, normal people do it too,
Normal people do it, people do it, people do it . . .

Hey, hey
Yee haw!

I want to live in Effington
I want to die there too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington
In Effington, in Effington . . .

Frown Song

Ben Folds

Tread slowly from the car to the spa
Like a weary war-torn refugee
Crossing the border with her starving child
It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu

Present the waitress with your allergy card
And tell all of your problems, leave no tip at all
Down at the shoe store with your friends
Speculate who might be fucking a guru

Rock on, rock on with your fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown
Spread the love around

Hard to remember how we managed before
We could afford real and nervous breakdowns
Or before the anthropology store
Was erected on Indian burial grounds

So really, don't you see a little of yourself
In the bathroom attendant that you just scowled at?
Or the child who's hiding inside
As you wipe the smile off a teenage movie star

Rock on, rock on with my fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown
Spread the love around, spread the love around, alright

You're gonna be alright, baby
You're gonna be alright, baby

Floating back from the spa to the car
State of bliss, and it wasn't the steam room
Sometimes life's not so bad
Now we know who's been fucking the guru

Rock on, rock on with a fashionable frown
Rock on, rock on, spread the love around
Rock on, rock on with your fashionable frown
Spread the love around, smile for us now
Do it upside down

I want to ask you
Do you ever sit and wonder?
It's so strange
That we could be together for so long
And never know, never care
What goes on in the other one's head
Things I've felt but I never said
You said things that I never said
So I'll say something that I should have said long ago

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all

You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin
Or a cardboard standup and paint me (Paint me anything)
Any face that you wanted me to be
See, we're damned by the existential moment
When we saw the couple in the coma
And it was we who were the cliche
But we carried on anyway
So sure I can just close my eyes
Yeah, sure, trace and memorize
But can you go back once you know?

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me

If I'm the person that you think I am
Clueless chump you seem to think I am
So easily led astray
An errant dog who occasionally escapes
And needs a shorter leash
Then why the fuck would you want me back?
Maybe it's because

You don't know me at all
Ah, ah
You don't know me, you don't know me
Ah, ah

So what I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to tell you is
Not gonna come out like I want to say it
'Cause I know you'll only change it
Say it

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all

You don't know me
You don't know me at all
You don't know me
You don't know me at all
What?

"The answer you seek, my son, only poses more questions.
Ask many women why relationship has failed, each woman offer unique reason for demise.
One woman may say, "Man could not commit", or "Man is douche and is now free to make love to himself instead".
Another woman may say, "Man has changed" or even "Man no longer satisfactory lover".
But my son, ask many men same question all over the world - "Why has relationship failed?"
Each man, each time, will give same simple answer."

The bitch went nuts
She stabbed my basketball
And the speakers to my stereo
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home

Oh and I
Made my own bed
I'll lie in it
You lie in yours
You lie, you lie in yours
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it

The bitch went nuts
She Photoshopped my face (Shopped his face)
Onto every boy who'd done her wrong
And as she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones

Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burning
Their own memories

Why do they all go? (Go!)

The bitch went nuts, y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning

Why do they all go? (Go!)

Hiroshima

Ben Folds

Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh

Start of the show
Hiroshima
And the people were shouting my name
As the house lights came down
And the spotlight followed me out
I waved hello to the crowd
As I busted ass off the front of the stage

Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
They're watching me, watching me fall

Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline
As the concrete rose to meet my face
Maybe it was the sheer embarrassment
That kept me conscious and standing
As I crawled back up onto the stage
and started pounding out the first song
There was blood on the keyboard
Oh my God

Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
They're watching me, watching me fall

Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
They're watching me, watching me fall

You wanna see what's in my head
You wanna see what's in my head
You wanna see what's in my head
Check it out cause
I got pictures of what's in my head
I got pictures of what's in my head
I got pictures of what's in my head
They took them in Tokyo
And I brought em back with me to the USA

Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
They're watching me, watching me fall

Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
They're watching me, watching me fall

It's true
I fell
I hit my, my head, y'know
I mean not my head, my ankle
My ankle was black
But my head, I got a concussion
They took X-rays and asked the doctor
if he could tell whether I was..
Cause I don't speak Japanese
Does this song end?

Kylie From Connecticut

Ben Folds

It's just a thought
But where did it come from?
What does she do with it
If it comes back?

A note from his assistant
There by the telephone
She sees it again
As she turns out the light

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
She says you've got the number
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's there, on her mind
As she closes her eyes

She believes there are things you should know about
When you've been married for 35 years
And her heart belongs
To a man that she hadn't seen
Since a magical night when the children were small

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
She says you've got the number
It said Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's there, on her mind
As she closes her eyes

Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's probably nothing, yeah, nothing at all
But Kylie is calling from Connecticut
It's all coming back
As she's reading old letters
That she'd hid in the closet
With her pictures she'd cherished
That she kept to herself
For a good 30 years . . .
Now she closes her eyes

10.

11.

1, 2, 3

If you want to write a letter, write a letter
If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up
Call me
But if you had to say it all with a pop song
Couldn't you at least have made me a good one?

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too

Was it just a simple rewind and erase?
Was your mind squeaky-clean in the first place?

If you gotta write an essay, do your research
If you got to
Stick your nose in a boy-and-girl fight, hear both sides first
Something wrong, being copied on her memo
In the form of a bad country demo

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too

Is there a funnel from her mind to your mouth now?
'Cause you don't edit anything; it just comes out

I gotta say (gotta say)
It's pretty gay, trading jabs with pop songs (Ahh)
So maybe next time we should just have a dance-off
Dance-off (Ahh)

Isn't there something in the Bible about forgiveness and love?
And more importantly about throwing stones and what your house is made of
You might reflect upon your own arrangement
In '94, getting blown in your basement
(While your wife slept!)

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you (Integrity)
She's brainwashed you (Family)
She's b-b-brainwashed you (Online rhyming dictionary)

12.

13.

14.

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17.

18.

19.

20.

Kylie From Connecticut

21.

22.

23.

Cologne (Piano Orchestra Version)

Ben Folds

24.

Bitch Went Nutz

Ben Folds

I took her with me to the Christmas office party ? mistake
She did a line and started spouting all her liberal garbage
Bro, I'm so ashamed

I never heard such shit in all my life
I hoped one day to mold you into the perfect wife
But you blew my hopes sky-high

The bitch went nuts
Started talking 'bout politics
In front of all my bosses
Bullshit from the internet
The bitch went nuts
I'll never be a partner at this rate
Not with Jane fucking Fonda Jr. as my date

Oh no! Oh no, no! Oh!

It took me and a couple of men to restrain her
You should've seen her
When she freaked out and keyed John Franklin Jr.'s brand new Beamer

She called us bigots with her fist in the air
And as she did they all could see all her armpit hair
Now they think that I'm a fucking asshole

The bitch went nuts
Started talking about vegetables to the wives of my coworkers
Yeah, cruelty to animals
She thinks because she reads books she must be smarter
But now when I close my eyes, I'll be fucking Jimmy Carter

Oh no! Oh no, no! Oh no, no!

Couldn't you have just nodded and smiled
From nine to twelve P.M.
Instead of telling your conspiracy theories
To all my bosses
And all my friends?

The bitch went nuts (Nuts!)
Started putting down the Christians
And all about what the white man
Did to the Indians
How could I know that she never done blow before?
She shouted, "Fuck Dick Cheney!"
Then she puked on Franklin's floor

Oh no!
Oh no! Oh no, no! Oh no, no! Oh no! Oh right.

25.

Way To Normal

Ben Folds

Is this the way to normal
Is this the way to normal
Show me the way to normal
Show me the way to normal
Show me the way to normal
Is this the way to normal

You can blame it on the President
But what if it was you
Who was the White House resident
Or could you save the starving children
When there's so much else to do
With all the problems of the world
Coming down on you

So this is the way
This is the way to normal
Show me the way
Show me the way to normal
Alright

You can say my music's bullshit
In your uppity review
But if it was you here at this keyboard
With all the people waiting
To hear your next CD
And throw you in the garbage
Or hail your masterpiece

So show me the way
Show me the way to normal
This is the way
This is the way to normal
Alright

All these corporations poisoning our air
The children sad and hungry but they don't even care
Let's get together people
We've got problems here to solve
Let's make this world a better place
Before there is no world at -

Is this is the way to normal
Is this is the way to normal
Sh- Show me the way to normal
Show me the way to normal
Show me the way to normal
Show me the way to normal

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

Long way to go,
Long way to go
Long way to go

26.

Free Coffee Town

Ben Folds

27.

Lovesick Diagnostician

Ben Folds

Dr. Yang, help me mend this broken heart
You got to help me, doc, I don't know where to start
When she walked right out that door
And left me crying on the floor
She says she's only going to the store

Dr. Yang, what's the lovesick diagnosis?
'Cause she says she cannot cope with my neurosis
You would think I had chronic halitosis
Dr. Yang

Dr. Yang, now her voicemail box is full
If she won't call me I'm feeling like a fool
The last time I saw her in her car
I threw her shit out in the yard
Locked her out and headed to the bar

Dr. Yang, what's the lovesick diagnosis?
Cause she says she cannot cope with my neurosis
I could always hurt myself, doctor, she knows this
Dr. Yang
Dr. Yang

All the king's horses
And all the king's men
Couldn't get back my girlfriend

Dr. Yang, if you can't fix my heart in the end
Actually there is something you could do instead
Call my girlfriend from your number
Explain that you're a doctor
Tell her that I love her so
She hurt me more than she could know
And even with all your degrees
There's nothing you can do for me
Then she won't have to block my number any more

Dr. Yang, da da da da da
Dr. Yang, da da da da da
Dr. Yang, da da da da da
Dr. Yang, gonna kill myself tonight
Tell her that
Dr. Yang

28.

Frowne Song (Feeble Anthem)

Ben Folds

Why do we frown?
Is it something within us
Or in the world at large?
Maybe it's both, y'all

Sadness deep inside
Something we can't hide
We yearn for the past
But it's not there

And it makes me frown
Yeah, it makes me frown

You look at the news
Always giving me the blues
War, death and chaos
All around me now

The media's controlled
People do just what they're told
Just wanna stand up and yell
Is anybody out there?

'Cause it makes me frown
Yeah, it makes me frown

It's hard to find hope
But maybe we can learn to cope
By listening to one another
It's a trust thing

'Cause I know that you have feared
'Cause I know the end is near
But just lend an ear
And we can make it happen

'Cause it makes me frown
Makes everybody frown

Oh, I know it can get hard
When you look out your backyard
See the ozone falling
Apart before you

And recycling's a bitch
I've got just one wish
That his children won't grow up
In a freaking trash can

A piano's all I got
And I know that ain't a lot
Music has the power
To change the future

So what do you think
'Bout my message of hope?
Better get with the program
Before it's too late, y'all

So if you wanna start right now
You better take that fucking frown
Better turn it upside down

Just give in to love
Yeah, give in to love
Give it up for love
Amen to love

It's gotta be love
Or it'll make you frown
Ah, it makes us frown
Ah, it makes me frown
'Cause it makes me frown

29.

You Don'T Know Me [Conan O'Brien Rehearsal]

Ben Folds

30.

Hiroshima (Japanese Version)

Ben Folds

31.

Brainwashed

Ben Folds

If you ever been brainwashed then you know all about, yeah
How it feels to be messed with till your insides fall out, yeah

'Cause when you're being fucked with to no end
Suddenly the walls are starting to
Close in, close in, close in

Because you're brainwashed, yeah
You are brainwashed
Because you're brainwashed, yeah, you
If only I can see behind those eyes
Why don't you pick on someone else your own size?
Yeah

I never was one for being mean to other people, no
Like when I was a boy and went to church
with the big steeple, yeah

But you have gone too far over the line
I wish if I'd had a button
Rewind, rewind, rewind

Because you're brainwashed, yeah
You are; you know it's true
Because you're brainwashed, yeah
Did you think that I would see through all those lies?
'Cause you're just offering a batch of shit pies

I gotta say it made my day
To be best friends with you
What happened to the person that I once knew?
You know it's true, yeah

I make a motion that we sit down
and talk this whole thing out
Or are you too much of a child
Still want to be a little Boy Scout?

"When friends like you who need some friends,"
someone once said,
"I'd rather put a bullet into my
big head, big head, big head."

Brainwashed
You know it's true, yeah
Because you're brainwashed, yeah
Believe me, yeah, can't you see?
Life has many possibilities

Brainwashed, yeah, brainwashed

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