1. |
Home When I'm Away
02:55
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wait, there's on more thing I wanna say
but every time I touch the mic
my body turns to rain
now I've only got a single cell
the rest have left my body
that's why I look like hell
everything I start to say
comes out weird and kinda lame
I think that I have finally lost it
well, I'm packing up a rental car
gonna get as far away
as I can drive today
safe without making a single sound
I am headed homeward
a soul without a town
everything I start to say
comes out weird and kinda lame
I think that I have finally lost it
I'm home when I'm away
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2. |
Be Free
03:40
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Marie keeps runnin off
Last seen at a grey hound stop
The one with diamond eyes
And a slight smokers cough
Could you tell her for me
to always be free
I wish she’d come come home
To the apartment empire of Rome
Where the only dark is blue
And the rooms are always cold
Could you tell her for me
to always be free
Marie, this just ain’t right
No note, no kiss goodbye
Even Christ threw a party
Before his big surprise
Could you tell her for me
to always be free
She probably couldn’t move a stone
But she could drink wine
kings, queens, flowers and things
ain’t nothing but planted feet
Marie blows past the scenery
writing her goodbye to me
all I did was love that girl
but it felt like highway robbery
Could you tell her for me
to always be free
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3. |
Vamp All Night
04:06
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I can hear your high heels clicking down the hall
wonder where you came from if you came at all
I know you're gonna vamp all night
I know you're gonna vamp all night
but do you really need my blood?
Quit coming around
I can smell the Life Saver under your tongue
my favorite flavor cherry
I know you're gonna vamp all night
I know you're gonna vamp all night
but do you really need my blood?
Quit coming around
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4. |
Leave No Body
04:26
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I woke up
I was cold
turnin' 63 years old
think it'd never happen to me
give my things
to nobody
burn my bridges
leave no body
I was scared
said a prayer
the first since I was 17
cause this was really happening
give my things
to nobody
burn my bridges
leave no body
I woke up
from a dream
wish that I was more discreet
swear to God I think I screamed
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5. |
Spanish Fly
04:00
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I've got a fifty in my wallet
and a belly full of Spanish Fly
I go out every Thursday,
Friday, and Saturday night
you know I run this town
ask for me if you wanna get high
my Christian name is Tom
but on the street they call me White Lie
never one for talking
I like fucking, I can go all night
I wear a fat chain, made of gold?
you're goddamn right
when I'm on the floor, I'm feeling good
I get a girl in sight
I dance up to her, whisper slowly,
"You're just my type."
she's looking for her cigarettes
and I already pulled out a light
she says she loves to read and I lie,
"Yeah, so do I.
My favorite book of all time
has gotta be Catcher in the Rye."
She blows a cloud of smoke says,
"Get out, so is mine!"
Glancing at her phone she makes a comment,
"Shit, look at the time."
I say, "It's pretty late...
so your place or mine?"
Trojans and some Gatorade
I'm stuck in the check out line
the taxi meter's running but I just ran out of KY
we pull up to the curb I flash my stack
throw the cabbie a five
we're walking through the yard
but I stop her short of the drive
"Listen. Something you should really know before we go inside.
I live with my mom. Is that alright?"
Now I'm home alone
watching Scarface free online
Al Pacino's probably never lonely
on a Friday night
motherfucking goddamn fucker's
got the motherfucking life
then the motherfucker snorts
his own goddamn supply
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6. |
Sweet Nothing
02:59
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if you can't say you won't then don't
but stop dragging me around
if it's too hard to stay don't say
we're just taking a break
you can't look me in the eyes anymore
but even if you could
I'm packing up my shit
I'm headed out the door
I have found all your sweet nothings
to be far too literal
and the words on the tip of your tongue
to be full of vitriol
you can't look me in the eyes anymore
but even if you could
I'm packing up my shit
I'm headed out the door
if you can't say you won't then don't
but stop dragging me around
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7. |
The Holiday Party
04:18
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every good intention
falls by the wayside
I've never seen a bar as open
wide
as I saw your thighs
the alcohol is talking
the holiday party has found resolution
the alcohol is talking
it's charming the pants off you
sweet talk in your pencil skirt
though we know you only use ink
I've never known your ways so frank
then again I've never seen you wink
the alcohol is talking
the holiday party has found resolution
the alcohol is talking
it's charming the pants off you
you say I've got a problem
I'll be your fucking problem
the alcohol is talking
the holiday party has found resolution
the alcohol is talking
it's charming the pants off you
should of known some mistletoe
and sloe gin would do us in
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8. |
Red Sofa
04:27
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she's leaving tomorrow for NYC
left her red sofa with me
said she'll be back come January
she can't take it on the ferry
I don't know why she won't try to sell it
I don't want to see or smell the leather
all the memories of watching TV
in the evening
Summertime, New Jersey
she said, "don't call it the big apple
it makes you sound like an asshole
and any change you find beneath the cushion
send to me through Western Union."
I don't know why she won't try to sell it
I don't want to see or smell the leather
all the memories of watching TV
in the evening
Summertime, New Jersey
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9. |
Zak & Jenaveave
04:30
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running mouths like running cars
underneath the moon and mars
a couple fight to find the words
muffled by the siren swirls
Jenaveave is tearing up
to think that she had wanted love
now watching history repeat
like rising suns or reckless thieves
Zak's resolve to just not fight
is perched above the dark street light
allowing those words to fly
hollow drones of wingless flight
the audience just don't notice
while stabbing at the other's motive
the corner stage, set, and direction
inflection ruins good intention
he rolls his eyes, she don't like that
hunches her shoulders like a cat
you get the feeling they can't go back
he fumbles the brim of his hat
first you learn to love then you learn to leave
he wants to scream out, "Jenaveave!"
instead watches her cross the street
with the rhythm of her high heeled feet
you could never find the words
muffled by the siren swirl
hid beneath the moon and mars
running mouths like dying cars
they're both walking home alone
staring at their telephones
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10. |
Jesus I Was Evil
03:45
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11. |
Never Find Me
04:36
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it's late and it's dark
I take a shortcut through the park
dangerous this time of night
but that anxious feeling feels alright
and I can see a few stars
behind trees a lighter sparks
lovers fogging up their cars
bless those open legs
curse those closed bars
you might look but you'll never find me
even when standing right beside me
I can never sleep
there's no hurry I just creep
smell the bark from the trees
feel that fine toothed breeze
a song is on the radio
by a woman from long ago
I dance down the trail
a slow dance
a slow dance never fails
you might look but you'll never find me
even when standing right beside me
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12. |
Loved Ones
03:47
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I know
I don't have a soul
but if you look hard
then you might find a hole
where my heart used to be
blow a kiss to me
hold tight
move your feet
I know you can't dance
but you might find the beat
in the hole in my chest
where my heart used to be
my eyes are full of whiskey
this move is pretty risky
some say that I'm just haunting
but your love has left me wanting
last call
is never what it seems
you can come back
but first you gotta leave
put your head to the pillow
and try to dream
loved ones
are always gonna leave
I know you don't like it
but you'll always have me
so you don't have to grieve
raise your voice and sing
my eyes are full of whiskey
this move is pretty risky
some say that I'm just haunting
but your love has left me wanting
I loved you as a teenage dream
your hair pulled back with ribbon and string
and then I took your purity
I took it with my mouth
I took it with my teeth
loved ones
are always gonna leave
I know you don't like it
but you'll always have me
so you don't have to grieve
raise your voice and sing
my eyes are full of whiskey
this move is pretty risky
some say that I'm just haunting
but your love has left me wanting
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13. |
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Mary and Autumn
met in first grade
they both had that long hair
kept in a braid
Mary said, "Autumn,
we can do this one of two ways
but we're sleeping over
at somebody's place."
Oh, it's the best thing
friendship beginning
pendants and bracelets
after school phone calls
Mary and Autumn
are best friends forever
through any weather
despite that bitch Heather
they try not to frown
they skip through the playground
they don't let those mean boys
bring them down
Oh, it's the best thing
friendship beginning
pendants and bracelets
after school phone calls
Mary and Autumn
write notes in marker
they both love yellow
but purple is darker
usually there isn't much to say
both are still hoping
for a snow day
Oh, it's the best thing
friendship beginning
pendants and bracelets
after school phone calls
Mary and Autumn
nothing can stop 'em
they don't let those mean boys
bring 'em down
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14. |
Wishin'
03:10
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I know you don't love me
think that you're above me
you see me laughin and you think I'm just messin around
I know it might scare you
but I hum an awfully pretty tune
you see me boozin and you think I'm drunk all over town
I know what you're thinkin
spend all my days just wishin
but you don't know what i'm wishin about
I know I ain't pretty
my breath smells like the city
if you got close enough I'd pluck a string for you
I know the moon is blindin
and your smiles made of lightin
the shock of your sweet kiss would kill me happily
I know what you're thinkin
I spend all my days just fishin
but you don't know what i'm fishin for
bah bah
bada bada ba
do do do do do do do
bah bah blahby dah bhew
I know what you're thinkin
I spend all my days just wishin
but you don't know what I'm wishin about
I know love is fickle
and you've got me in a pickle
but even if I lose I'm just crazy over you
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15. |
Hallelonelylujah
07:03
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I asked her where she learnt
to do that with her hands
she said she used them a lot in church
and I laughed
she said that wasn't supposed to be funny
hallelonelylujah
dry your eyes
we might die smoking cigarettes
if the ash burns through my bed
but I don't think this girl would run
she'd just bow down
and pray for our souls instead
if what we just did
is somehow unholy
and we are surely off to hell
then why were we whispering Jesus
hallelonelylujah
dry your eyes
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