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I Want More
02:51
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Play and Sing
03:11
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Can't stop you from leaving
I can't make you stay
Can't give you a reason
As you walk away
What's the point in spoken words
They can't say a thing
That I couldn't better say
When I play and sing
Did I hit a flat note in my melody?
Normally this song would
Bring you back to me
I would send you a bouquet
Fit for queen or king
But I can't afford it now
So I play and sing
Disregard the lyrics
And the tune will say it all
Listen to the rhythm
And you'll hear my heartbeat call
Listen to my song, try to sing along
Laugh a little when the notes are wrong
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Sensitive Guys
03:07
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Jurassic Rock
03:49
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8. |
Naked in Bohemia
02:38
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last week's love's already faded
been there, done that
don't tell me that I'm just jaded
been there, done that
and if I ask you to the dance
well you'd better take a chance
give my soul a kiss
and I could be content with this
I really don't care that I'm going nowhere
'cos I'm naked in Bohemia
art makes me whole, the orgasm of the soul
and I'm naked in Bohemia
watch the human flesh paraded
been there, done that
I don't get dumped, I just get traded
been there, done that
and if the prudes call me a slut
I'll wink and say so what
when all is said and done
at least I've had my fun
I really don't care that I'm going nowhere
'cos I'm naked in Bohemia
art makes me whole, the orgasm of the soul
and I'm naked in Bohemia
I will rape your virgin soul
and I will steal your breath
why make love to three piece suits
when you could sleep with death
I'm so brooding, I'm so dark
been there, done that
make Hitchcock look like Hallmark
been there, done that
and I'll always be a creep
to the stupid flock of sheep
and all their common sense
is just collective ignorance
I really don't care that I'm going nowhere
'cos I'm naked in Bohemia
art makes me whole, the orgasm of the soul
and I'm naked in Bohemia
so ditch your superego
and live for your libido
naked in Bohemia
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9. |
A Superstar in Disguise
03:33
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when the world starts going your way
you won't know how to react
even in your finest moments
you are just this side of cracked
I've heard all of your excuses
but I can see it in your eyes
you're perfect in every way
too beautiful to betray
a superstar in disguise
just another unpaid actress
dreaming of the Great White Way
feel the well worn stage beneath you
feel the real world go away
there is fortune for the lucky
and hope for everyone who tries
I feel the need to suggest
that you're the best of the best
a superstar in disguise
please stick around for a while
'cos I've grown fond of that smile
please stick around for a bit
'cos I've been counting on it
don't you give in, don't you give up
don't wait 'til the thrill is gone
if you ever make the big time
you could turn the whole world on
compliments aren't legal tender
but rest assured I tell no lies
you're perfect in every way
too beautiful to betray
a superstar in disguise
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Alone in Your Arms
02:46
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(HEY!) I wanna have those dancing feet
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna get stopped in the street
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
everybody wants to be a local celebrity (HEY!)
I wanna walk the Delmar beat
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna check out every show
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna be someone you know
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
everybody wants to be mentioned in the RFT (HEY!)
I wanna haircut just like Moe
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna be the dance floor king
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna wear vintage clothing
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
everybody wants to be let into the clubs for free (HEY!)
I wanna know what's happening
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna know what's happening
I wanna be like Beatle Bob!
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15. |
One More Night
03:29
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It makes me smile
Just to see you standing at my door
I'm so alone
And I can't live without you anymore
So come and lay down by my side
I just want to hold you close
And be with you tonight
'Cos I can't take
One more night without you in my arms
You're in my dreams
I go to sleep just knowing you'll be there
When I'm awake
I think about you, it don't matter where
Even the blind can see
I was meant to be with you
And you were meant for me
'Cos I can't take
One more night without you in my arms
One more night without you lying in my arms
One more night would do my heart a lot of harm
I need your company
'Scuse me please for asking you
To run away with me
But I can't take
One more night without you in my arms
When I'm alone
I find myself just sittin' by the phone
This loneliness I feel for you
Had gotten in my bones
I wonder where you are
You're more fun to play with
Than my electric guitar
'Cos I can't take
One more night without you in my arms
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you have a knack for wearing black
and it seems to match the color of your eyes
but it's your skin that works its sin
on a couple hundred thousand other guys
black widow, I won't jump into your web
black widow, you won't see me cry
black widow, find yourself another fool
who's desperate enough to die
you catch a glance, accept the dance
and recite the invocations of your spell
they've got no fight, you scratch and bite
until they are nothing but an empty shell
black widow, I won't jump into your web
black widow, you won't see me cry
black widow, find yourself another fool
who's desperate enough to die
you have a knack for wearing black
and it seems to match the color of your heart
but keep in mind, one day you'll find
a black widower who'll tear your soul apart
black widow, I won't jump into your web
black widow, you won't see me cry
black widow, find yourself another fool
who's desperate enough to die
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17. |
Poster Child
02:35
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You say you want to know me biblically
You say you don't wear makeup 'cos of allergies
You're such an infant
You are so wild
And I would walk away, yeah, I could walk away
If you weren't such a poster child
Promises mean nothing when the lights go out
And I can't go on like this with so much doubt
I'm not your hero
That ain't my style
And I won't take the rap for a heart full of crap
In the mind of a poster child
Poster child
You just keep on wasting your time
Poster child
Thinkin' that you're gonna be mine
I won't be the victim of your passion play
And if I don't escape from her I might just stay
It's just my conscience
That's running wild
And I would walk away, yeah, I could walk away
If you weren't such a poster child
Poster child
You just keep on wasting your time
Poster child
Thinkin' that you're gonna be mine
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An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
A glory hole in every porno booth
We live by the sword, we die by the sword
We would be ashamed if we weren't so bored
Lost in the zoo
Slinging the mud
Hypocrites rule
Circle of Blood
Don't tell me those freaks are misunderstood
I'll make them die slow, though death is too good
It's justice we want, why wait for the law
I know what I think, who cares what you saw
The whole thing's a hoax, the whole thing is fixed
Your credit's no good, your birthright's been nixed
The tragically tight are currently loose
They gave you the rope, but you made the noose
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21. |
Rome Is Burning
03:02
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22. |
The Knife
06:29
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We multiply like parasites
And ponder all our petty plights
While the world is bleeding
From the bites we took
And we never see it
'Cause we never look beyond
Satisfying our own needs
We always justify our deeds
As the self-styled guardians
Of the planet Earth
Who are far too stingy
To assess its worth
We draw the knife
To take the life
That gave our life to us
We think ourselves immune to death
While choking on our final breath
But with business booming
We cannot say no
So the trees and flowers
Simply have to go to
Make room for every useless thing
And don't forget the packaging
But we'd best start looking
Just before we leap
Or we'll find we're living
On a big trash heap
We draw the knife
To take the life
That gave our life to us
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(HEY!) I wanna have those dancing feet
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna get stopped in the street
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
everybody wants to be a local celebrity (HEY!)
I wanna walk the Delmar beat
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna check out every show
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna be someone you know
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
everybody wants to be mentioned in the RFT (HEY!)
I wanna haircut just like Moe
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna be the dance floor king
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna wear vintage clothing
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
everybody wants to be let into the clubs for free (HEY!)
I wanna know what's happening
I wanna be like Beatle Bob
I wanna know what's happening
I wanna be like Beatle Bob!
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Rubberstamp Records is a DIY indie record label based in the Saint Louis, MO area and helmed by local music scene veteran Brian Andrew Marek.
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