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Books of Books
02:54
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"you said
"the Truth stares you right in the face of the
Books of Books"
and you said
"Why can't you see the things I see so clearly?
Its in there so obviously just read between the lines"
But I can't--
I grew up with a speech impediment
Do you think
He'll make an exception for me?
I'm not sure he can.
He's a black and white man.
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Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate
will nature make a man of me yet?
When in this charming car
this charming man:
"Why pamper life's complexities when the leather runs smooth on the passenger's seat?"
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care."
Hey!
Jumped-up country boy who never knew his place
he said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
I would go out tonight
but I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care."
La di da di da dida
This charming man
La di da di da dida
This charming man...
Hey!
Then the chorus and outro stuff. You know. #lazy
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Do you like American music? I like American music.
Don't you like American music, baby?
I want you to hold me, I want your arms around me.
I want you to hold me, baby...
Did you do too many drugs? I did too many drugs.
Did you do too many drugs, too, baby?
You were born too late, I was born too soon,
But every time I look at that ugly moon, it reminds me of you.
It reminds me of you... ooh-ooh-ooh.
I need a date to the prom, would you like to come along?
But nobody would go to the prom with me, baby...
They didn't like American music, they never heard American music.
They didn't know the music was in my soul, baby...
You were born too soon, I was born too late,
But every time I look at that ugly lake, it reminds me of me.
It reminds me of me...
Do you like American music? We like American music.
I like American music... Baby.
Do you like American music? We like all kinds of music.
But I like American music best... baby.
You were born too late, and I was born too late,
But every time I look at that ugly lake, it reminds me of me...
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4. |
Brother Bear
04:22
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People always ask me where I’m from
I tell ‘em that my story is a boring one
Cus I don’t give a shit where I been,
I still can’t swallow my original sin.
Now I been eatin every word I say
I never thought that I would see this way.
I leave a trail everywhere I lay
I spend the next day cleanin’ it up.
I don’t cry I don’t cry I don’t cry for you anymore.
People always ask me what I do,
I hold my breath till I turn blue
My brother always wonders what he’ll be
I can only wonder what he sees
But I don’t think I don’t think I don’t think of you anymore.
Now I’m all dizzy with a radio cure
Of my intentions I ain’t never been sure
I hear my daddy singin’ sad sad songs
I can’t imagine where he went wrong.
Think in clichés to make my heart beat fast
I just hope I make my heart beat last.
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Ce Grand Malheur
02:30
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Mother, I report that things are worse than they appear
Not only am I drunk, but I’ve got fingers in my ears
I sleep and drink and piss away the best days of my youth
And while drowning in the three of them I find objective truth.
Fines are fine until their mine, and then its not my fault.
Death is just a lack of breath till I’m outlined in chalk.
If you scratch my back I’ll do the same but with a knife
And that’s how I have learned to use my life.
Jesus, I report that I am very much like you
Not only am I poor, but in three days I’ll rise anew.
In three days, I’ll wipe the dirt and vomit off again
And maybe if I’m gone they’ll say that I was free of sin.
Gays can stay until they want to try and live like me.
Girls wear pearls and guys wear ties is how its s’posed to be
generosity is a four-letter word
and the lines of yours and mine won’t be blurred.
What’s mine is mine and that’s just fine
I’ll be kind on my own time
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6. |
Shucks!
01:31
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echale semilla a la maraca pa que suene
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7. |
Supertramp
06:05
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Ask Mike
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