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Goodbye
02:12
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A little worse for the ware, if not for the better, t
The impossible puzzle, try one, try another
It's the fading of a truth, the emerging of a lie
The never-ending process of saying goodbye
As all the Penske's drive through, they're selling roses on Berkeley
He's got them strapped to his back, yeah, he's a self-employed pony
Found a pure love today, I'm gonna cheat her on the sly
It's the never-ending process of saying goodbye
It's not our first rodeo
It's not our first rodeo
It's not our first rodeo, and no
It won't be the last round tonight
Seeing two double yellows
Has it finally happened?
The shattered mirror of egos
The ocean is red, the river is dry
It's the never-ending process of saying goodbye
It's the never-ending process of saying goodbye
It's the never-ending process of saying bye bye bye
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2. |
Kelsey
03:36
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Behold the new one, gradually opened
After the monsoon, see the world in color
With a bag full of flesh and bruises
Old tracks and numbness
Gray and sticky, but we take it out on Friday
And it's old news carried on the way down
Good news, leave it on the way out
Butterfly misses the cocoon, cause it was easier
The spectrum gets wider, going gets dirtier
Measure time by the anniversaries
The fucked up holidays
Blank space between one and the other
It's old news carried on the way down
Good news, leave it on the way out
Don't need to be so careful now
Blossoming gossamer world
What more can you put on me now?
Don't need to be so careful now
Blossoming gossamer world
What more can you put on me now?
Don't need to be so careful now
Blossoming gossamer world
What more can you put on me now?
Oooooooooooooooo
Oooooooooooooooo
Don't need to be so careful now
Blossoming gossamer world
What more can you put on me now?
Don't need to be so careful now
Blossoming gossamer world
What more can you put on me now?
Don't need to be so careful now
Blossoming gossamer world
What more can you put on me now?
Dear friend in the northwest
Everything's going to shit, but I think you're killing it
Take it slow, really just feel the flow
Just want you to know, you're in for the show
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3. |
Feel it 2
03:40
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With the front of my tongue in the back of your mouth
One hand on your shoulder and one down
South
Not a better way to let those demons out, pretty baby
I gotta lift you up to keep from falling down
Now that your old prince charming is not around
And all I wanna hear is your loving sound, pretty baby
It's not some phase that I'm going through
It's just something that I got to do
Just give me one night, little darling, and you'll feel it too
There's a big black hole when you're not around
But that don't keep this love from coming around
I wanna pick you up just to pin you down, pretty baby
So don't you say it ain't meant to be
That you can't make up your mind when you're with me
Like you're waiting around for destiny, pretty baby
That's crazy
After all that we've been through, we could bring on something new
Just give me one night, little darling, and you'll feel it too
I know that you're tired, I know that you're aching
I know you're not in the position for making a decision right now
I know that it hurts you, I know it hurts me too, but I know we can solve it if we hold it
If you'd only come over we could figure out how
Figure out how
'Cause we're all tingled up in blue
When our hearts are split in two
Just give me one night, little darling
Just give me one night, little darling
Just give me one night, little darling
And you'll feel it too
Feel it too
You'll feel it too
Feel it too
Yeah, it's kind of felt like rock and roll somehow
Yeah, totally
That was fun, but now you can hear how that should have sounded, because now we're going to divide up
Our men will sing the melody, and our girls will sing the same counter melody
And see if you can sing the counter melody. Try it, try it a few times
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4. |
Two For Tuesday
03:27
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Little bit of something stronger, honey, gonna help the medicine go down
Wake up twitching and scared of life, look at the progress
Come to daddy, daddy come to me, before I strip on the dinosaur wings
See the cosmos spinning like crazy, it's animal magic
I do the best I can, I do the best I can, I can do the very best that I can
And you can tell Major Tom that the best was good enough
It's a reoccurring vision of a kitchen knife from my childhood bedroom
Don't have to dig too deep to see the circle's unbroken
Two for Tuesday, take whatever you like, I'm salivating
Two for Tuesday, la la love you, your little puppy dog's waiting, I'm salivating
Teach me how to lie, teach me how to fake news, teach me how to fake cum for you
Woke up on the wrong side of chemistry, look where the apple falls, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
Postmodern guide to intimacy, come on baby, show me your feet
We can teleport back to the good old days, coddle the enemy
Jesus on the main line, Bruce is on the main line, someone's gotta settle up, someone's gotta settle up
Humble Louie Lou I think we need a doctor, I don't need no doctor
Two for Tuesday, take whatever you like, I'm salivating
Two for Tuesday, I la la love you, your little puppy dog's waiting
Two for Tuesday, take whatever you like, I'm salivating
Two for Tuesday, la la love you, your little puppy dog's waiting, I'm salivating
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Now that we're west of Barstow, the robot girl in my pocket tells me some kind of bad news
She goes one, one, zero, one, zero, one, one
But I don't understand, I'm still learning non-binary
See the semis on the right, so little feet willin'
But over here, west of Barstow, that's where they make a killing
Me, I'm south of comfort, north of rock bottom
Save your family, folks, if you got 'em
Got a new invitation to a west side marriage
Say he's hung like a horse, she's built like a carriage
It ain't a brick house, but it's a sight to see
Friday through Saturday from now to eternity, yeah
And once we make it to the trailer park Heaven
Smell the family cocktail of meth and masculine
And all the bad kids are shooting up
And none of the good kids are making love
We're making good time, recognize the street signs
I'll be back in my bed, baby, in no time
We got Dijon, Absolutely on the speakers
Here where you see the Dodger hats on tweakers
I'm pulling up and I'm home again
It's all coming back, that I'm alone again, again
Every story that I know, it always ends west of Barstow
If I can just get east of Barstow, I know, I'll be okay
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6. |
Togglrrr
03:14
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Did I get overtones?
I know there's a heart in there somewhere
Behind the maggots, baby sweep it up
In the box no lacking confidence
In the big world, daddy's little soldier
You can blame it on me
You can blame it on me
Sleep in till tomorrow
And you say no one's gonna love a ball of self-hatred
But no one's gonna love a chokehold of self-love, self-love
And you've been a little above, God love you
If you're slipping a little bit farther off the deep end
Well, honey, you can blame it on me
Blame it on me
Sleep in till tomorrow
And blame it on me
Blame it on me
With the monkey on your back, come closer
Romeo is waiting
With a boombox overhead
He removed his man suit
Shakes in the garden
If you don't make it till tomorrow
And St. Peter points his finger at you
You can blame it on me
You can blame it on me
Sleep in till tomorrow
And blame it on me
Blame it on me
Daddy's little soldier
Come on, blame it on, blame it on, blame it on me
Yeah you can blame it on me
Blame it on me
With the monkey on your back, come closer
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7. |
CR-78
02:12
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Our bodies in the penthouse bathtub make a daisy chain
I would've paid closer attention if I knew it'd never happen again
She says, “My love is not some object you can simply own,”
And then we go back to the way we were when we were alone
It's really quite easy, move your fingers 'cross the Rubik's Cube
And sooner or later all those squares are lining up for you
No more covering our bases, playing cosmic telephone
Now that we're back to the way we were when we were alone
Yeah, we're back to the way we were when we were alone
Now that we're back to the way we were when we were alone
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8. |
Every Other Day
02:52
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One, two, three, four, oh
Moonlight on a sleepy town
The double vision spins around
Every other day is a holiday
Not sure what we're celebrating anyway
But it's all coming back again
Mondi and The Cracker
Make me feel like a gangster in Paris
My dick getting sucked by candlelight
The crumbling beauty with the seashell eyes
And I'm never going back again
Bring out the good stuff
An old-fashioned reminder to forget
While the antichrist is giving me some bad ideas
Nothing left to do but to hear him out
I'm a real good listener
Pick you up in the limousine
And you don't know exactly what I mean
When I answer, who's the greatest of all time
John and Mark Wright, let me sip the wine
As we listen to the Big D
Every other day is a holiday
Not sure what we're celebrating anyway
Every other day is a holiday
Not sure what we're celebrating anyway
But I'm getting the hang of it
Yeah I'm getting the hang of it
Every other day
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9. |
lalala
03:30
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La la la la la la la la la la la la
I don't like you
I just want your taste on my pillow
If you want I'll be gone
Just count from five back to zero
It's so easy for you to do
Close your eyes and I'll disappear
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
I'll tuck you in
And sing you sweet melodies
I won't even complain
When you call me a disease
It's so easy for you to do
Close your eyes and I'll disappear
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
And you can be what you want
You can do what you want
You can be what you want
You can do what you want
You can be what you want
You can do what you want
You can be what you want
You can do what you want to me
Look at your world
You've got so many below you
Must be hard to keep track
Of all the people that know you
I'll make it easier now on you
Close your eyes and I'll disappear
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
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10. |
(hallmark love song)
02:23
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You're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such
A pretty thing, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such
A pretty thing, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, such a pretty thing, I'll never let you go, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such
A pretty thing, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such
A pretty thing, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, such a pretty thing, I'll never let you go, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, I'll never let you go
You're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such
A pretty thing
You're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, you're such a pretty thing, I'll never let you go
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11. |
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Give it a name, it's the Stockholm Syndrome
Shed a little light on the situation
You know it'll never be a dream come true
But if the dream came true, you know it wouldn't be, wouldn't be
Beautiful, beautiful you, you, you
See the light through the abscess shining on through
You're reborn and dying at the same exact time
It's a suicide pact, it's a mutual lifeline
Everything between the left and the right ear
Every century's a circle and it spits you out right here
Well, don't it feel good to know there's nothing to hide
Looking down from the cross, Holy Lance in your side
Un chien andalus-ya got a knife in your eye
It's all over in a second, everything must die
Well, the faucet's got a leak, it's pouring down your face
Drunken angel, get behind you, you've taken her place
She's still hanging in the corner with a gun to her head
But she's no longer the lead, now you're the star instead
Everything between the left and the right ear
Every century's a circle and it spits you out right here
That blood, that blood,
That blood gotta, gotta drain, drain, spring cleaning
Congratulations in the astral plane
There's an army of love fighting for your name
You got a full metal jacket keeps the feelings at bay
But the full metal jacket never suited you anyway
We can see it all, even if it's not real
Swimming through a gaslight, honky tonk deal
A million different people from nine to five
Every other day, simply living that range life
Everything between the left and the right ear
Every century's a circle and it spits you out right here
Everything between the left and the right ear
Every century's a circle and it spits you out right here
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Dylan Rodrigue Santa Clarita, California
under the moon,
into the womb
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