1. |
Erase
02:49
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2. |
Good to Be Alive
03:03
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Hello mind
It's good to be awake again
Spend some time reflecting
Hello hand
We all salute you hand
Five fingers strong
It's good to have you back again
Hello eye
The complicated eye
Focused so hard on inspecting
Hello leg
Such a shaky leg
Just barely more than decoration
I'm not a motivational speaker
But on this I have arrived
It's good to be alive
Good to be alive
Hello hand
We all salute you hand
Five fingers strong
It's good to have you back again
I'm not some megachurch-style preacher
But my spirit is revived
It's good to be alive (yeah)
Good to be alive (yeah)
I'm not a life coach or some teacher
But I think we'll all survive
It's good to be alive (yeah)
Good to be alive (yeah)
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3. |
Underwater Woman
02:32
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Underwater woman
Underwater lady
No one on the shore will ever know what's in her heart
Fiercely alive, will to survive
Able to thrive on her own
Self contained, properly trained
Hydroponically grown
Underwater woman
Breathing underwater
Brushing her hair, eating a pear
No one can tell when she cries
Away, away, away
She scans the ocean floor
With ultrasonic blips
Nothing but rocks and sand
And the broken wrecks of ships
Underwater woman
Underwater lady
No one on the shore will ever know what's in her heart
Laughing uncontrollably, who is she talking to?
Holding up a shell like it's a telephone
Frantically digging through a pile of old papers
Intently staring at a photograph
Underwater woman
Breathing underwater
Brushing her hair, eating a pear
No one can tell when she cries
Away, away, away
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4. |
Music Jail, Pt. 1 & 2
03:10
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Where you going, buddy?
Where you going, buddy?
Where you going, buddy?
Where you going, buddy?
Won't you come with me to music jail?
Where you going, darling?
Where you going, darling?
Where you going, darling?
Where you going, darling?
Won't you come with me to music jail?
Let's form a band
Let's take a stand
Where you going, fella?
Where you going, fella?
Where you going, fella?
Where you going, fella?
Won't you come with me to music jail?
Don't turn away
Why don't you stay?
I was not prepared
To do time, to do time
Frankly, I was scared
About time, about time
I was in a cloud
Everything so loud
Life's a riot
No one's quiet at all
In this music crowd
I'm alone, I'm alone
Just one call allowed
No one's home, no one's home
I am getting pale
Who could post my bail?
Done believing
Dreams of leaving are gone
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5. |
Answer
03:23
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Year after year
Though every dream of a pony would end in tears
The cake was lit and as you blew the candles out
Your heart refilled
And every year
Your dream was killed
It may take an ocean of whiskey and time
To wash all of the letdown out of your mind
And this may not be the thing you requested but I
Am the answer to all your prayers
All this time interested agents have been eavesdropping upstairs
When will you recognize that I am the answer to all your prayers?
You ordered well
They brought you medium rare
You were promised fair
And in response a clap of thunder broke the air
The weather changed
The sky went black
And then it rained
It may take an ocean of whiskey and time
To wash all of the letdown out of your mind
And this may not be the item you selected but I
Am the answer to all your prayers
All this time the surveillance machine has been all up in your affairs
When will you realize that I am the answer to all your prayers?
It might seem like a thankless existence
But don't lose hope just yet
You'll be remembered for your persistence
And this is the thanks you get
You wanted tall
I came in under 5'4
Then you asked for dark
I tend to sunburn a lot
As for handsome, well
Can't help you there
So make of it what you will
It may take an ocean of whiskey and time
To wash all of the letdown out of your mind
And I may not be the one you expected but I
Am the answer to all your prayers
All this time interested agents have been eavesdropping upstairs
When will you get that I am the answer to all your prayers?
All this time the surveillance machine has been all up in your affairs
It should be clear to you by now that I am the final answer to all your prayers
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6. |
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I can help the next in line
Have you been with us before?
I can help the next in line
I don't think I like your tone
I am going to have to ask you now
To take a walk with me
Put your hands where I can see them
I will need to see ID
I can help the next in line
Do we have a problem here?
I can help the next in line
If you would walk this way we'll settle this now
Have you been with us in the past? (Have you been with us in the past?)
I can help the next one in line (I can help the next one in line)
I don't think that I like your tone (I don't think that I like your tone)
I can help the next one in line (I can help)
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7. |
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I am a man of honor
And I am mortified by your litany of slurs
Such a lot of words
Oh, dear
Madam, I challenge you to a duel
My second warned you to be careful
That bell can't be unrung
Madam, you mistake me for a bumpkin
It's clear you're yelling something
Oh please, don't burst a lung
You are an unfit rival
By spirits taught to sing
But a tune so twisted now
Like all that's sweet's gone sour
Oh, dear
Madam, you mistake me for a fool
Yes, your little dog may hold the pistols
Although he seems high-strung
Madam, I challenge you to a duel
My second warned you to be careful
That bell can't be unrung
Can't be unrung
Can't be unrung
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8. |
End of the Rope
02:35
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How thoughtless of me
How dumb can you be?
Hopeless, wasn't that
What you called me and in fact
It was even more true than you knew
Where did the end of the rope go?
I forget now, did I let go?
After you left me hanging on your words
Which hung down like a rope
Where did the end of it go?
I'll never know
You're gone, but I'm still there
Clawing at the air
Now it's curtains for me
And I'll spend eternity
Doing joyless cartwheels in the void
Where did the end of the rope go?
I forget now, did I let go?
Long ago you left me hanging on your words
Which hung down like a rope from the sky
Where did the end of it go?
No one can ever know
Where did the end of the rope go?
I forget now, did I let go?
Once upon a time you left me hanging from your words
Which hung down in the ether like a rope from the sky
Wherever did the end of it go?
No one can ever know
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9. |
All the Lazy Boyfriends
02:44
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Begin again, begin again
Wake up the lazy boyfriends
Begin again, begin again
We can start at the end
Push your hands in your pockets, spaced out and sleepless
Put yourself on the docket, get ready to go
Got a brand-new day planner still snug in the wrapper
And the weekly to-do list as white as the snow
So who's good for nothing?
After you've run through your personal time
You've still got some Wite-Out
Enough to erase all the previous line
Did you say out loud that you think you've lost your edge?
Man, you never lost your edge
All the lazy boyfriends are preparing to change
They're standing in the kitchen and preparing to change
All the lazy boyfriends are preparing to change
This American splendor spreads out before you
From basements to attics, garages to sheds
Who needs a vacation? Who needs a direction?
Who needs motivation when you live in your head?
So who's good for nothing?
So hard to finish, there's nothing to force
You've still got some Wite-Out
And all of the girlfriends' buyer's remorse
Did you say out loud that you think you've lost your edge?
Man, you never lost your edge
All the lazy boyfriends are preparing to change
They're staring at the ceiling and preparing to change
All the lazy boyfriends are preparing
Begin again, begin again
Wake up the lazy boyfriends
Begin again, begin again
We can start at the end
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10. |
Unpronounceable
03:22
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Time stopped
When you said hello
When you left
The clock began to breathe again
Now all I do is think about
The puzzle that remains
Your name it is unpronounceable
Distorted and illegible
I never figured out what that was
If I couldn't then I doubt I ever will
Rewind the tape, review the blur
Never the same, but still obscure
Turn up the sound and hear the white noise
Zoom and enhance if that were even a
Real thing
Which it isn't
Stare at the static long enough you'll
Be hypnotized be hypnotized
Now I spend
My days and nights
Looking at
A depression on the sofa
And over time it flattens out
But I am still depressed
Your name it is unpronounceable
Distorted and illegible
I never figured out what that was
If I couldn't then I know I never will
Rewind the tape, review the blur
Never the same, but still obscure
Turn up the sound and hear the white noise
Stare at the static and be hypnotized
Found
Found your sound
Wound down and nearly drowned
Lying on the ground
Your name it is unpronounceable
Distorted and illegible
I never figured out what that was
If I couldn't then I know I never will
Rewind the tape, review the blur
Never the same, but still obscure
Turn up the sound and hear the white noise
Stare at the static and be hypnotized
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11. |
Hate the Villanelle
01:52
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Don't hate the villain, hate the villanelle
With these picky rules and odd jigsaw rhymes
Curses, these verses are my prison cell
At school, I ran from the very first bell
The teacher's ruler, those maddening chimes
Don't hate the villain, hate the villanelle
Joking in class, oh, the words I misspell
Mumbles and stammers, but are those real crimes?
Curses, these verses are my prison cell
If someone could hear, for someone to tell
But friends have all fled to faraway climes
Don't hate the villain, hate the villanelle
I solve this puzzle, but tumble through Hell
These words are fractions when I needed primes
Curses, these verses are my prison cell
My hand disappears as I wave farewell
This gentle quicksand turns into hard times
Don't hate the villain, hate the villanelle
Curses, these verses are my prison cell
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12. |
I'm A Coward
02:49
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I'm a coward
It's a miracle I dare breathe
Overpowered by the gentlest summer breeze
Even when I close my eyes
I like to think that I'm hiding
I need a confidant
A co-conspirator
To turn the tide
On my losing side
I'm a coward
Guess I'd best make myself clear
I bet mumbles
Are what you'd expect to hear
I need a confidant
Who can see past my faults
And take the time
To save me from myself
I need a confidant
A co-conspirator
To turn the tide
On my losing side
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13. |
Aaa
01:59
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What's behind the door
Behind the piled up furniture?
Aaa!
Aaa!
Reach inside the wall and feel around
I think there's something there
Aaa!
Aaa!
Who's that hiding underneath the blanket?
Pull it off and see
Aaa!
Aaa!
Don't you think it's time
That we removed these bandages?
Aaa!
Aaa!
What's this button do?
I wonder what's inside this ticking
Package that's addressed to me?
How are sausages made
And what am I made of?
I'm gonna find out now
Aaa!
Aaa!
Aaa!
I'm gonna find out now
How's it going, baby?
Tell me, is there something on your mind?
Aaa!
Aaa!
Why'd you turn away?
Turn your head around so I can see
Aaa!
Aaa!
Why'd you hesitate?
What was the thing you were about to say?
Aaa!
Aaa!
Is there something else
That you haven't been telling me?
Aaa!
Aaa!
Is there any truth to the story
That I heard from this guy
That if you peel apart a golf ball
That deep inside
They put some alien blood?
I'm gonna find out now
Aaa!
Aaa!
Aaa!
I'm gonna find out now
What's this button do?
I wonder what's inside this ticking
Package that's addressed to me?
How are sausages made
And what am I made of?
I'm gonna find out now
Aaa!
Aaa!
Aaa!
I'm gonna find out now
Aaa!
Aaa!
Aaa!
I'm gonna find out now
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14. |
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Oh, let me tell you all about my operation
Smile wide, scrub side, feet on the dash
I'll sleep the whole damn day
Slow lane, propane, empties for cash
Rear-view mirror thrown away
Oh, let me tell you about my operation
Doctors removed your memory (Très bon!)
Ground floor, screen door, yelling inside
I think you know the scene
Front lawn, break of dawn, clothes on the ground
How could you be so mean?
Oh, let me tell you about my operation
Doctors removed your memory
Oh, it's good news; it's just a quick procedure
Find happiness through surgery
Oh, let me tell you about my operation
Doctors declared I'm better now
Our liaison—oh, it was poison, baby!
Our liaison—it was a drag
Oh, let me tell you about my operation
Doctors removed your memory
Oh, it's good news; it's just a quick procedure
Find happiness through surgery
Très bon! Très bon! Très bon!
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15. |
Glean
01:47
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