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The Last Time
03:13
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He said the first thing to come to your mind,
the little prick proves you're awake, alone
again, these are your hands this is your bed,
its lonely frontiers wide and cold.
Bandaged thick with sheets and sleep
and unreasonable dreams . . .
get up, tear the pictures down,
scrub their shadows from the walls,
you'll never look at them again
(like) it's the last time
You thought because he was dancing close
(that) he was dancing with you
you've nailed every dip and turn,
learn the steps to exit gracefully.
Flickers of hope, blaze a maze
you've followed him in so long . . .
only a bitch forgets cleanly
once the memories are aired from every shirt and sheet
and beaten from the pillow.
This is the last time, just like
just like the second last time, . . .
He was the first man she ever trusted
he was the second man she ever trusted
she's had it now she says this is
the next-to-last time,
the very next-to-last time.
Just like the last time
like the second last time
like the third last time
Just like...
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2. |
The Man In The Suit
02:51
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Seems the wiser
Varies with age
Takes the time to
Change his mind
Walks through the swarm
The venom of his enemy is wine
A stranger in silver
Steals from the queen
Painless and generous
The drones replace the gold
The spoils of his honey gift spread,
And word gets round
He takes chances
There's no danger
Even stronger
The sting endured
The poison is the cure
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3. |
New York Skies
03:34
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New York skies where the garbage flies
Plastic bags billow by
Captured clouds
Laid to rest in branches and the street
Take a break breath the breeze
Every tree repairs the air
Smoky clouds
Busses, trucks, and cars in the boroughs
Gilded dreams nights in dives
Wait for years keeping faith
Serving meals to sleaze
A fat tip might keep rent in check
New York needs one meal a day
Feed the fed, chuck the rest
Shadows of a golden age
Tower-sheltered vagrants seeking refuge in the heat of vented fumes
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4. |
So Many Reasons
03:53
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I've got so many reasons
To keep you by my side
As the seasons change
The feeling keeps on rising
Every day is better
Every night is new
I never knew itt could be so good
I hope you don't mind
That I'm counting on my fingers
Some people might
Disapprove of the cold hard math
But every night it's higher
Quality refined
Consider a change a gain
I can't go wrong
Danger
Will it last
Anything that ends is possibly probably positively
Better then
I've got so many reasons
To keep it to myself
As the meanings change
From spoken words to heard
Every phrase is in danger
The wind decides its fate
A trip of the lips and tongue
Don't slip up
I can't go wrong
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Calling
05:07
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A lasting kiss, a longing fall, a rusting tree crumbles;
No yellowed charm, no naked scare, no golden
Light recalls a friend
And so we move along
A certain sound, regretful crunch, a frightened ground shifting;
It's just the wind, it fluffs the bed, tonight
We're glad at last to sleep
And then, and then the brighter days
We'll come calling
Calls fall clear through
Still we're always calling
Calls come clear through cold air
A flash of snow, the river breaks, engines worry homeward;
The earth stripped clean, the blankets fall, burrow
In your skin, your joy
Starry as it is
We'll come calling
Calls fall clear through
Still we're always calling
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6. |
Pop Another Cork
02:40
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When the hammer pounds
See the chisel dig
Proudly breaking rock with calloused hands
Raise the end to justify the
Mean spirited climbing
Wedge your steel toe boots between the stones
Kick some heads for entertainment
What you gonna do at the top alone
Pop another cork and toast those below who
Look for a reason to still respect
The only person they remember to step on their heads
At the risk of being rude, I'm gonna break protocol
And ask you to tell me the truth
Wouldn't it be better if the man in command
Had the guts to demand from himself
What he gets when he pulls rank
As anyone who lives by his own rules
What will you do at the top alone...
In the middle of the day
What color appears
Is it red or green or is it grey
In the middle of the night
How do you feel
When you look in the mirror
Satisfied and proud, or do you frown
Are you ugly when in power
What will you do at the top alone...
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It's For You
01:28
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Both Worlds
04:46
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It was the best of both worlds
It was the worst of both worlds
When we're where we walk
Take all the crap that goes with that
Belate the trade if it's all false gadgets
Talk with the drop kicked top hat
Then and there, by and by
They'll all know
And you can stand and watch
Inch to inch to inch to...
Slide to slide to slide...
Inch to inch to inch to...foot
Slide to slide to slide...
A quarter of a dollar
Twice a week
Half of a pint
The space of a month
One metrical mile
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