1. |
The Fix Is In
03:29
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Merry Christmas, cannon fodder
life is odd and getting odder
snake oil sold because you bought it
you're diseased and millions caught it
the fix is in
happy birthday, happy campers
you're all wet but still get damper
all this madness is contagious
all the rage is all outrageous
the fix is in
better luck next time, old timers
all you falling social climbers
your manipulators hate you
and your hate manipulates you
the fix is in
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2. |
Loveshine
02:36
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I love the way you shine when you don't shine
I love the way you shine when you do
I've loved the way you shine for a long time
and all that I can ask of you is you
I love the way you smile when you don't smile
I love the way you smile when you do
I've loved the way you smile for a long while
and all that I can ask of you is you
shine on
'cos you know how much it means to me
smile on
'cos you know that's something I would like to see
I love the way you shine when you don't shine
I love the way you shine when you do
I've loved the way you shine for a long time
and all that I can ask of you is you
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3. |
Stare at the Ceiling
02:28
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who will you go to and where will you run
just to escape me, my darling young one
there'll be another and there'll be a last
there'll be no future for those with a past
and I'm no longer concealing
that I just stare at the ceiling
and sadly wait for the feeling to pass
I was no monster the last time I checked
I'm just a suspect who's always suspect
full of both spoken and unspoken threats
miles of hindsight and tons of regrets
and I'm no longer concealing
that I just stare at the ceiling
and sadly wait for the feeling to pass
you're so afraid of me
and what you've made of me
you go weak
I'm so afraid of you
and what I've made of you
I can't speak
what will I tell them, what will I say
when they come asking if you've been away
maybe I'll tell them you split for the coast
and hope they don't see your malevolent ghost
and I'm no longer concealing
that I just stare at the ceiling
and sadly wait for the feeling to pass
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4. |
Hark, The Light
02:28
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hark, the light that softly breaks
the stillness of my gloom
the permanent protection of
my temporary room
you can't outrun the setting sun
you can't outfox the hound
so what good are you anyway
why are you hanging 'round
who's that calling on the phone
oh no, you don't exist
I took your portraits off my wall
and crossed you off my list
I couldn't use the tears I've cried
to fill a Dixie cup
so what do you expect of me
why are you hanging up
tell me of your tragedies
a rawness I can touch
I'll offer my condolences
and think of you too much
you know I'll always think of you
you know I'll always care
it makes me hurt to see you hurt
why are you hanging there
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you can get your kicks right here in Nowheresville
if you've got a little bit of time to kill
you can't take it all but you can get your fill
you can get your kicks right here in Nowheresville
it's all too much but not enough
I'm looking good but I'm feeling rough
burning from the inside out
didn't quite know where I was when I awoke
smelling just like condom lube and campfire smoke
let me have another beer, another toke
didn't quite know where I was when I awoke
it's all too much but not enough
I'm looking good but I'm feeling rough
burning from the inside out
you can get your kicks in almost any place
if you're not particular about the face
do the deed then disappear without a trace
you can get your kicks in almost any place
it's all too much but not enough
I'm looking good but I'm feeling rough
burning from the inside out
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6. |
The Fury of the Sound
02:50
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I'm having dreams about having dreams
that keep me up at night
I toss and turn and I turn and toss
'til I just turn on the light
phantom itches, handsome riches
going underground
my mosaic is too prosaic
now that I have found
the fury of the sound
I'm seeing scenes that go unseen
they flash at me all day
the only clue is residue
when they have gone away
phantom itches, handsome riches
going underground
my mosaic is too prosaic
now that I have found
the fury of the sound
and when I wake up I'll still be alone
disoriented and disappointed
and when I wake up I'll still be a lonely old fool
I'm having dreams about having dreams
that keep me up at night
I toss and turn and I turn and toss
'til I just turn on the light
phantom itches, handsome riches
going underground
my mosaic is too prosaic
now that I have found
the fury of the sound
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7. |
Bagels in Bangor (Again)
05:36
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Making love in a shack by the shore on a full moon night
Skipping stones ‘til they fall off the edge of the world
Watch the gulls wheel and glide overhead at the end of day
A convertible trip with a beautiful girl
Something’s gotta give ‘cos I’ve got no time to live
And I think I’ll go insane if I don’t get myself back to Maine
Doo doo doo (etc.)
I want to eat bagels in Bangor with you
in these towns that were founded in Benjamin Franklin’s day
Little lighthouses watch over watery peaks
Buy a novel to read on the beach as the sun goes down
While the loons on the water snatch life in their beaks
Something’s gotta give ‘cos I’ve got no time to live
And I think I’ll go insane if I don’t get myself back to Maine
Doo doo doo (etc.)
I want to eat bagels in Bangor with you
It may sound like a whim bound to slip from a fickle mind
It may sound like impossible pipe dreams deferred
But it’s good for my body and twice as good for my soul
And I’ll be on the next plane if you say the word
Something’s gotta give ‘cos I’ve got no time to live
And I think I’ll go insane if I don’t get myself back to Maine
Doo doo doo (etc.)
I want to eat bagels in Bangor with you
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8. |
I Got the Fear
02:57
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sickroom, sickroom, white on white
Sunday afternoon
praying for deliverance
preparing for my doom
who is watching over me
is she some kind of nurse
why do I feel better
when I know I'm getting worse
I got the fear, I got the fear
lost inside my head
lost inside this bed
lost inside another drama
panic, panic, grey on grey
existential dread
what is all this background noise
that's rumblin' thru my head
who is watching over me
to judge my every move
why do I keep acting
like I've got something to prove
I got the fear, I got the fear
lost inside my head
lost inside this bed
lost inside another drama
tell me why
I can't cry
show me how
I could use it right now
sickroom, sickroom, white on white
Sunday afternoon
someone write my epitaph
upon a white balloon
take it to the highest point
that's reasonably near
let it float to heaven
as reminder I was here
I got the fear, I got the fear
lost inside my head
lost inside this bed
lost inside another drama
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Melt
04:10
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I'm calling you from twenty-five light years away
to share another inside joke
and though the fact remains I'm here and you are there
your voice has made me glad we spoke
your touch would melt me right now
I'm looking at a picture of you on the wall
to find I'm lost within a stare
and though a photograph is only a mirage
your face has made me glad it's there
your touch would melt me right now
time is flowing
time is slowing
the time is growing near
I'm waiting for the day I finally return
to find you waiting patiently
and though I'm not always the kindest to myself
your love has made me glad I'm me
your touch would melt me right now
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10. |
Kettle of Fish
04:07
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I've been down, subterranean
I've been crowned on the cranium
it's a gone, gone, get along, get good time
for your gone, gone, get along, get good rhyme
it's a fine little kettle of fish that you put me in
I've been lost, or at least misplaced
I've been tossed into outer space
it's a gone, gone, get along, get good day
for your gone, gone, get along, get good ways
it's a fine little kettle of fish that you put me in
I've been down, subterranean
I've been crowned on the cranium
it's a gone, gone, get along, get good time
for your gone, gone, get along, get good crime
it's a fine little kettle of fish that you put me in
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11. |
I'll Stay with You, Mary
04:03
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we ought to wait
but we cannot
we cross the tracks
you cry, "my foot's caught"
I'll stay with you, Mary
though you beg me to go
I'll stay with you, Mary
though the ground rumbles down below
the flagman tries
so hard but fails
to pull your leg
out from the steel rails
I'll stay with you, Mary
though you beg me to go
I'll stay with you, Mary
though the ground rumbles down below
I shield you from
the iron horse
once last embrace
as we're hit full force
I'll stay with you, Mary
though you beg me to go
I'll stay with you, Mary
though the ground rumbles down below
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12. |
Empath Blues
02:39
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I wish you were an empath
so I could get some empathy
I wish you were an empath
so I could get some empathy
I wish you were an empath
so you could know the real me
the real me
I wish that I was simple
so I could get some sympathy
I wish that I was simple
so I could get some sympathy
I wish that I was simple
so I could know simplicity
simplicity
I wish you were an empath
so I could get some empathy
I wish you were an empath
so I could get some empathy
I wish you were an empath
so you could know the real me
the real me
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13. |
No Big Deal No More
04:19
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I take the fire pole
down the rabbit hole
to my next injury
I beg and plead for eyes
self-mythologize
and get no sympathy
and what you call real
these solid things you touch and feel
I'm telling you they're no big deal no more
I start with just a note
edit what I wrote
flesh out the harmonies
I swing my lucky charm
sounding the alarm
to all my enemies
and what you call real
these solid things you touch and feel
I'm telling you they're no big deal no more
time to ask the brain
press on or refrain
which is my destiny
tired of the game
or tired of the shame
which is the real me
and what you call real
these solid things you touch and feel
I'm telling you they're no big deal no more
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