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Hey
There was a sad little man in the back of a Honda
His gypsy girl said he’d written the best song
In the world, it only has one word
She cleared her throat and she sang me the chorus
Hey
I was shocked I was stunned I didn’t understand
How is this the best song in the land?
You must be dumb she said, listen again
Read the news and you’ll hear it like I can
Hey
There was a crash as the man jumped out of the back seat
Put on his mask and strapped his axe intensely
The stage was clear while he laced up his elf feet
And in the mic he sang it oh so sweetly
Hey
I think I’ve come around now, he wear such nice pants
I like the beat, it just makes a man dance
Its so unique, it must be free from influence
I’m going home to write a song just like his
Now here we go!
Hey-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
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Eleven to Heaven
03:38
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Me and my friends were busy thinkin bout NBA Jams
It caught us off guard the stories of the movies
And holdin hands
I turned white to the news that Jimmy
Had slipped his girl the tongue
We asked my friend’s older brother,
He said she’s probly,
Havin a baby, a baby soon
Up all night in the basement with broken thumbs
Spider webs in our eyes, giant heads, we’re on fire
You can’t stop the Glove
We’re not too far from the shift
To vandals and alcohol
But, right now, we’re missin’ our chances
For babies
I’m not sure… I mind at all
Goddammit, I really wanted those Jordans
In the Fifth Grade
I think I was Eleven
Now I’m Twenty Nine
And they’re mine-o-mine
Eleven to Heaven
Thank you Phil Knight
You’re my Sa-av-ior
Heart attack moans student loans I’ve got everything all figured out
Believe in yourself. Speak with no uh’s.
Inspire artificial clout
You’re carefree demeanor
Will get you between her that’s what its all about
A little fib and some rubber
Will keep the babies
From fall…falling out
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California Dreamin'
04:39
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i was asleep
with my teeth clenched and my eyes pinned
in a fight for life that i know i won't win
now i can't wake up
from this fever soaked dream in a feather-filled world
a world of neon and tan and a bleached blond girl
now i'll meet that girl
but i'm not real
now california's full
cuz its not real
i was a kid
i thought that i could be a singer or a basketball star
i bought a hoop and an amp i played my t-60 guitar
now i'll be that star
but i'm not real
now california's real
cuz its not real
in my dreams, you won't be left out
broken strings scratched lyrics down
lying naked in the sand with no one around
in my dreams you won't be left out
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4. |
PolyeyeAnna
04:22
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I remember the magnetic room
My iron boots came in quite handy
In outer space, I could walk round upside down
I remember it all
Do you remember when I caught your eye?
At least the first one, cuz you’ve got so many?
You don’t have lips, but I could feel your smile
Do you remember it all?
Do you remember it all?
Ahh Oooh
I remember the examination table
Perfectly still invisibly strapped down
Around then I think I might-a blacked out
But I still remember that smile
I still remember that smile
(I said) I’m in love with an alien
I’m in love with you oooh oooh
PolyeyeAnna
(And) I’m in love with you
I’m in love with you
You’re gonna give it to me
Give it to me
Gonna make my body talk
Give it to me
Give it to me
(2x)
Now we’re back here back in Wichita
You met my friends I think they thought I was crazy
In fact, I think they couldn’t even see you at all
But I can see you at all
I can see you at all
(I said) I’m in love with a space girl
I’m in love with you oooh oooh
PolyeyeAnna
(And) I’m in love with you
I’m in love with you
You’re gonna give it to me
Give it to me
Gonna make my body talk
Give it to me
Give it to me
(4x)
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5. |
I Guess I'll Never Know
04:00
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How do
hearts
Beat til you’re old and grey
I think its somethin’ bout elec-tricity
I guess I’ll never know
How does
the dust
Settle on everything
And turn into me
I guess I’ll never know
Will I
be able to…(fly)
High once I’m dead and gone
I think it might be hard to spread my wings
When they’re covered with all that dirt
Can I
Go home
And stay at my father’s house?
He’d probably take me back. It wouldn’t be the same
You can never go home
I just sit and watch as life passes by
It’s a nice an peaceful ride
What if
You said hello…(and)
Fell for a different girl
She might have been the one to break your will
Or poison your oatmeal
Now don’t blush
The blood in
Your face runs down through your veins
For more oxygen from your lungs
And sends it back to your brain
Your stupid brain
Has got a lot of nerve
To cause you to sweat this out
Its like a game of chance. Are you in or out?
It looks like our Lady left
What do we do now
With your grandma’s hutch?
Its been passed down from year to year
I hate to see it go. Its got exotic wood
So much for love
What did all this mean? I guess we’ll never know.
You’ll have to ask him down below
You’re always on my mind, I can’t stop thinking of you
If you could just see, how the world can be so perfectly
How’d your pretty brown eyes turn so far away and black?
Is it your broken down dreams? Did you fail to just be? Please won’t you come back?
A foreign speaking rosary
In tongues of ancient complexity
Oh please, won’t you come back to me?
A shady hotel on ninety-nine
Where I think you might have lost my mind
Oh baby please, won’t you come back to me?
Bah dah bah bah bah
What if
You turned your head off
And write down a different tune
It might have been the one
To top the charts or cause you to pull apart
Your split ends
From your follicles
And throw them out in the yard
For the little bird to build her nest
Alas, are her eggs are still blue
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There was something in those words, something in those songs
I might keep it all together, if I just sing along
I sat outside at my parents house, with songs of bumble bees
In headphone therapy, I smelled the rain and the wet concrete
Is it almost gone now?
Can Jack come back somehow?
Dollar sign meaning
So miniscule
Here I’ve written down my heart…
For you to ridicule
Let the music move you baby
Let it groove you baby
A little girl can fall in love tonight
I just hope I can get it right
Is it almost gone now?
Can Jack come back somehow?
Dollar sign meaning
So miniscule
Here I’ve written down my heart…
For you to ridicule
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7. |
FGT
02:46
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This is not meant to offend you but you are an f.g.t.
I had to look you up, cuz I had no idea what that might even mean
But then I found you looking for money
I'm so lucky
Cuz there's someone who loves me more than I knew
And its you
And I'll never be the same again
Your buddy said someone should break my favorite guitar
So, I'm writing you a tune something to beat along with your heart
But then I found you beggin' for money
You're so lovely
Its time to be right by my side
Think I'm ready
Now I'll never be the same again
And I'll never be the same again
an f.g.t.
yeah you know me
an f.g.t.
You say you're Christian other well you and me and Jesus we'll make three
We'll all move to Massachusetts. Good thing Jesus is up in Heaven we can tell 'em its just you and me
But then I found you stealin' my money
Please forgive me
But you called me a faggot in some kind of secret
Code you left me
Now I'll never be the same again
And I'll never be the same again
an f.g.t.
yeah you know me
an f.g.t.
yeah you know me
....
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8. |
It's a Country Song
02:55
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I sidled up to a gal at the Lonely Canteen and I told her
"you see my pa was a soldier."
"he won the War of Exposure"
I think she was impressed, so I bought her a drink
I continued with a proud story of my ma and how she fought back
all the savage Indians (engines)
and then started a mission
to evangelize Indians who didn't die
Up in the sky right beneath
The rim of Heaven is my family tree
The branch on top
Its reserved for me
But someday, baby, I think you'll see
We called each other on the phone a few times, and I convinced her to
listen to my stories
but don't look at my money
I'm gonna make it big
I got golden ideas
So I rattled just a few from the top of my head, in fact I never done
much at all...cept
hunt for girls in the hall
family stories to
get me next to you.
Up in the sky right beneath
The rim of Heaven is my family tree
The branch on top
Its reserved for me
But someday, baby, I think you'll see
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9. |
The Devil Named Virginia
03:53
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Once I met an angel who said "here meet the Devil."
The Devil she was tiny, but I was still shakin'
She called herself Virginia
Virginia was a crazy chick
She came in from Bar Harbor
On the train she said she loved me
Come On, Come On
But, I think I love another. I think it is myself
Cuz I know all about me and all the things I like
"That's not good", she said
And I think she might be right
So now, Virginia and that angel
Are meetin' me for drinks
Come On, Come On
I lost my way to Heaven
Instead I found you
There's something wrong with everyone
I'm glad I found you
We got dressed up in all our clothes and went down for some drinking
I got something amber and you got something neon
That potion's social motor oil
And I'm a frozen gearbox
Now we can be human
I wish it was forever
Come On, Come On
I lost my way to Heaven
Instead I found you
There's something wrong with everyone
I'm glad I found you
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10. |
All Together
06:18
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I just stared at the sun in the wake of a devastating earthquake. it shook my town to the ground. the smell of dust and gas all around. but there stood this tiny hut. built for only the slightly dark. it stood tall and strong and proud. now the folks on the other side. of the tracks had broken minds and backs and four wheel drives. beneath their brand new concrete piles. and the dark looked at them with a smile. and said "hey, come on over for awhile." we'll spend some time
together
we'll spend some time
all together
we'll spend some time
all together
we'll spend some time
now their eyes were holding them back. but their stomachs said please take a chance. it might not be all that bad. you see we've lost all that we had. but a fog came back over their eyes and their old minds said we'd rather die. than forget those family ties. cuz that story is all that you are. life preordained from before. you and you your lofty ideals were born. we worked hard to be so fortunate. but ma we've got nothing left. it don't matter son we've gotta protect. our way of life til the death.
forever
we've got to protect
it forever
we've got to protect
it forever
we've gotta keep it ours
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