1. |
Stars
04:18
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We've got stars in
our apartment
clinging to the walls
as if watching
them's not enough
stay up all night long
We've got a stack of
flicks that's growing
up to the ceiling
as if watching
them's not enough
stay up all night long
There's not
enough time
each time
I see you
to tell you
everything
that I would like to
I've got a bathroom
like a phone booth
and I am Clark Kent
as if being
a hero was so tough
flying all night long
We've got pictures
of all of our friends
tucked behind the glass
as if loving
them's not enough
talking all night long
There's not
enough time
each time
I see you
to tell you
everything
that I would like to
It gets better every time
it's like you can almost read my mind
yeah it gets better every time
it's like you can almost read my...
It gets better every time
it's like you can almost read my mind
yeah it gets better every time
it's like you can almost read my...
There's not
enough time
each time
I see you
to tell you
everything
that I would like to
There's not
enough time
each time
I see you
to tell you
everything
that I would like to
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2. |
Finish
04:10
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you know that it's all about you
but i'm sure that you could guess
take a look at all the pictures
and tell me what comes next
i didn't hear you come in
i didn't watch you leave
i don't know if you're real at all, I...
i don't know what to believe
some things they never get better
some things they only get worse
riding off in the sunset
in the back of a hearse
you know that it's all about you
nothing left to second guess
you could wash your hands of all this
but that's what we'd expect
i didn't hear you come in
i didn't watch you leave
i don't know if you're real at all, I...
i don't know what to believe
some things they never get better
some things they only get worse
riding off in the sunset
in the back of a hearse
.. in the back of a hearse
you know that it's all about you
but i'm sure that you could guess
take a look at all the pictures
and tell me what comes next
i didn't hear you come in
i didn't watch you leave
i don't know if you're real at all, I...
i don't know what to believe
some things they never get better
some things they only get worse
riding off in the sunset
in the back of a hearse
some things they never get better
some things they only get worse
riding off in the sunset
in the back of a hearse
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3. |
Math
04:51
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fortune said this morning
"time is on your side"
but the times i read
between the lines
tell me otherwise
this is not official
it comes as no surprise
but the street signs down the boulevard
tell me otherwise
did i beg for mercy?
did i cry out for more?
am i the purist?
am i pure?
did i beg for mercy?
did i cry out for more?
am i the purest?
am i pure?
opportunist rising
said open up your mind
but the times i'm left so far behind
tell me otherwise
this is not official
it comes as no surprise
but the things you say from day to day
keep me pacified
did i beg for mercy?
did i cry out for more?
am i the purist?
am i pure?
did i beg for mercy?
did i cry out for more?
am i the purist?
am i pure?
fortune said this morning
"time is on your side"
but the times i read
between the lines
tell me otherwise
this is not official
it comes as no surprise
but the street signs down the boulevard
tell me otherwise
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4. |
Attn:
03:23
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it has come
to my attention
the sky is not grey
it has come
to my attention
you should live just for today
it has come
to my attention
times are not so bad
it has come
to my attention
that you should not feel so sad
you brought me
to my senses
you caught me
off my defenses
you brought me
to my senses
you caught me
off my defenses
it has come
to my attention
the sky is not so blue
it has come
to my attention
did you all you could do?
it has come
to my attention
we got it so good
it has come
to my attention
did you all that you could?
you brought me
to my senses
you caught me
off my defenses
you brought me
to my senses
you caught me
off my defenses
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5. |
Wired
02:55
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i'm seeing red
i'm working blue
i'm half-past dead
i'm beside you
i'm undercooked
i'm super tired
i'm overbooked
i'm badly wired
you can't ever leave
you can't ever understand me yeah
you can't ever leave
you can't ever understand me
i'm feeling green
i'm seeing red
i'm loose and clean
i'm in your head
i'm undercooked
i'm super tired
i'm overbooked
i'm badly wired
you can't ever leave
you can't ever understand me yeah
you can't ever leave
you can't ever understand me
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6. |
Cleveland
04:45
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fuck it, let's go
there were Tom Verlaine boys
and Stevie Nicks girls
geeks a la Chic doing the ground to Diamonds and Pearls
bloody napkins hanging out of pockets
backstage passes to Love and Rockets
i was down on Cleveland when the
acid. kicked. in.
i mix the OJ and the vodka and the vicodin
Twin City Joe kept asking me "where you been?"
this is what I told 'em
i was down on Cleveland when the
acid. kicked. in.
there were Springsteen boys
and Patti Smith girls
geeks of the week doing the grind to Around The World
bloody napkins hanging out of pockets
bootleg cassettes of Love and Rockets
i was down on Cleveland when the
acid. kicked. in.
i mix the OJ and the vodka and the vi-i-i-i-i-i-codin
Twin City Joe kept asking me "where you been?"
i was down on Cleveland when the
acid. kicked. in.
alright, Kenny, take me home!
i was down on Cleveland when the
acid. kicked. in.
i mix the OJ and the vodka and the vicodin
Twin City Joe kept asking me "where you been?"
one more time -
i was down on Cleveland when the
acid. kicked. in.
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7. |
French Name
04:40
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this song is for you. to all you northside kids. think of it like the Goonies. Northside kids never say die.
we grew up in a city with a french name
always so fucked up yeah we were so lame
always alone no exceptions
dreaming up new lines and directions
we grew up in a city in a valley
we would ride our bikes down the alley
singing Less Than Jake on the school drive
half-awake, half-asleep yeah but fully alive
this one's on me
have a memory
have a memory
we grew up in a city drenched in flowers
sitting on your porch for an hour
always alone no exceptions
dreaming up new lines and directions
we grew up in a city on the North side
riding in the 'Nasty that was our ride
singing Weezer songs on the drive back
no conversation only rock tracks
this one's on me
have a memory
have a memory
we grew up in a city with a French name
poppin' lots of pills yeah we were so lame
always alone no exceptions
dreaming up new lines and directions
we grew up in a city on the North side
riding in the 'Nasty that was our ride
singing Weezer songs on the drive back
no conversation only rock tracks
this one's on me
have a memory
have a memory
have a memory
thank you, to all you northside kids. I felt the love.
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8. |
Ted 2.0
02:10
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this is indeed our last song.
it's almost a traditional set closer.
it's a new version of this song that's an older tune.
that's like a theme, isn't it?
no bitch is safe from Chicago Ted
if it's just a ride like the prophet said
then why the hell am i so afraid?
then why the hell am i so...
can't run!
with a broken leg
can't smile!
with a broken jaw
can't feel!
anything at all
can't feel!
anything
no bitch is safe from Chicago Ted
if it's just like writing in the bathroom said
then why the hell am i so afraid?
yeah why the hell am i so...
can't run!
with a broken leg
can't smile!
with a broken jaw
can't feel!
anything at all
can't feel!
anything
no bitch is safe from Chicago Ted
fuck around with him you're gonna wind up dead
yeah that's why I, I'm so afraid
yeah that's why I, I'm so...
can't run!
with a broken leg
can't smile!
with a broken jaw
can't feel!
anything at all
can't feel!
anything
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