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i could never love a woman
the way i love a guitar
and i could never love a gentleman
the way i love to drive my car
probably love a rabbit
but it wouldn't get that far
cuz i'm all out of granola and i don't have a very big
back yard
and there's no need to worry if the hurry's spent on fumes
if the tank is reading empty why the hell are you confused?
i don't mind if i'm singing a song you think you've heard before
cuz you look like every other guy i've ever seen before
out from the center into the trees life is a cruel joke
and i'm laughing the day away
yeah my bones are made of plastic
i'd probably melt in the sun
i believe you when you say you "love me"
just don't know how i'm the one and
i don't mind if i'm singing a song you think you've heard before
cuz you look like every other girl i've ever seen before
i don't mind if i'm singing a song you think you've heard before
surely you should know it's all been done before
i don't mind if i'm singing a song you think you've heard before
cuz you look like everyone else yeah you know the score:
we're all just bored
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oma luau
03:09
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if the price that you paid saves the money that you got
and the grandmas left their grandkids in the mall parking lot
crying, "stop calling me, cuz i won't be round today
if i had my say i'd die the hawaiian way...
spinning on a spit like a pig grinning in shit
big fire stretching hire to the luau in the sky
when it's time for me to die pull the lei over my eyes
yr apple in my mouth cuz
holidays are better spent alone
i ran away from you, my doctor told me to
i left my keys with you my doctor told me to
the doubt and the guilt, spun like cheap chinese silk
worn in the usa
the tides come and go, like everyone i know
mahalo, aloha i'll see ya when i'm
spinning on a spit like a pig grinning in shit
big fire stretching hire to the luau in the sky and
when it's time for me to die, pull the lei over my eyes
yr apple in my mouth cuz
holidays are better spent alone
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hello hell
04:00
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now the snow's all melting
into an oily sea
and we'll soon be swimming
in our own pee
now the kids are useless
breastfed ketamine
and it's all repeating
a recycled dream
you know we are garbage in the sea
darling, swim away with me
so could you kiss me slowly
as we watch the sun explode
if we walk thru hell can we walk together?
don't think there's any place left to go
honey, you know we are garbage in the sea
darling, swim away with me
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automatic animals
02:52
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waiting or just wasting who are you saving yr creepy cravings for?
are you afraid of more?
deflated and frustrated the infrastructures standing on a toothpick
but damn those machines are getting quick
complaining or just raining a soaking wet backpack
he's holding you back, yeah
making animal sounds to see
what kind of animal are we
a query turned a theory that to be is to rot
you can't take the animal out of me
sitting just like chickens shitting eggs direct into the landfill
these fucking headache pills don't work
not thinking mostly drinking a million cellphones blinking like
candlelight, but you still can't sleep at night
deflated isolated hey all you lovely ghosts you know that we love you
but we can't kiss what we can't see
what kind of animal are we?
a question of direction is there anything out there?
can someone please take the animal out of me?
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lottery '85
04:48
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graduate from the witness protection plan
1985
tightest shorts in the greater tri-counties
cross country skiis for life, or so he says
he smokes an alarm a day
first name basis with the chief of police
bacon and egg toupe
restraining order from his niece
hardball, briefcase, swimtrunks, bear mace, loose lips, bright shoes, hatch back, white glue, dry cleaned t-shirts, golden retriever, sports page, bath mat, eBay, hatch back
guess he's a winner that's just fine
guess he's a winner i don't mind
if we're all winners that's alright
but how do we claim our prize?
the ticket you gave me it was lost
in a fire, the sweepstakes weren't found
the motorcycle drowned
i won the life lottery but they never paid me
her cleaning lady drives a rolls royce minivan
but they both got uneven spraytans
and if it wasn't for the west coast drought
she'd never have to see her husband
champagne, white blouse, three story pool house,
fake nose and it shows and it shows when she blows
she's got trust funds, hedge funds, she's got what she wants but she wants more and she's gonna get it
guess she's a winner that's just fine
guess she's a winner i don't mind
if we're all winners that's alright
but how do we claim our prize
the ticket you gave me it was lost in a fire,
the sweepstakes weren't found,
the motorcycle drowned,
i wont the life lottery but they never paid me
she's feeling fine she feels no shame as long as she don't get caught feeling anything,
he's feeling fine he feels no pain as long as he's still got cocaine,
yr looking fine yr looking whatever whatever whatever WHATEVER
i'm feeling bland, i'm feeling beige it's the same as any other day
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6. |
goddamned goodbye
04:04
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oh the simple joys of flicking
a hot dart in the trash
flames go up behind me
my kitten sleeps beside me
but i can't make her..
someday this city will burn to the ground
like a fort mcmurry library, that day you will not find me
and it's true that i do have a feeling or two
but i like to keep them glued to the soles of my shoes
i'll go find a quiet place, put on the silver jews
cuddle up with a bottle of blues, it's the kinda life you chose to leave behind...
never as good as the first time, didn't know you in the worst times, couldn't love me in the best of times and it's never as good as that first goddamned goodbye
4am on the couch and the xmas lights have all burnt out
like dead flies on the wall and they see it all as we rattle on
and on and on and on and on
into the day, value menu and a menthol sets us straight
as we crawl back to the world that makes us small an dumb
and are we still having fun?
inside jokes left outside to mold, well they'll never be sold but they'll never get old
the rhymes are cheap like twine, the same matt good song we've heard ten million times,
"the future, the future" is blank.
still don't know why i had to go, but all i know is
never as good as the first time, didn't know you in the worst times, couldn't love me in the best of times and it's never as good as that first goddamned goodbye
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