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Follow Me
04:39
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Awake, young lover
Only ever undercover
Isn’t there someplace you need to be?
Get up and wander
Tell me, what spell are you under?
Do you feel comfort in slumber?
Follow me and we’ll fall down the stairs
Do you hear the melody clear?
Then get behind your golden boy
Follow him blindly to the sirens
We steer without fear
Let’s ride beside the golden boy
Beside your boy
Support your local golden boy
And if I do nothing, will anything happen?
(please do nothing, golden boy)
And if I don’t go there, will we get there?
(please do go there, golden boy)
And if I just sleep will any dreams come true?
(be our dream come true)
If I just keep quiet, will I keep you?
Follow me and we’ll fall down the stairs
We want, so we work, so we wait
We want, so we work, so we wait, so we wane.
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Inevitable Devil
02:49
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I know my body
It’s odd and slow and steady
You could say we have an understanding
Get up, get ready
But if I’m standing up long enough for myself
I’m bound to fall down
So catch me, softly, ground
Together we fit, we get inevitably devilish
Together we fit, we get inevitable devil
I know your body
it’s a beautiful fickle machine
Luckily we’ve got the wine to keep it running
Undemure hummingbird, full force in faux fur
A future of fire, misfortune, desire and torture
Maybe next year we might dare consider
Insurance, some doctor visits
-ologists and analysts to sit and listen
Maybe posit up a positive position for once
Dance with the red dunce, get on the floor
Dance with the red dunce, get down on the floor
Dance with red dunce
Just once
Together we fit, we get inevitably devilish
Together we fit, we get inevitable devil
I know my body, it’s odd and slow and steady
You could say we have an understanding
I know your body, it’s odd to see it standing
We know our bodies
They’re all we know.
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3. |
No One Can Save Us
03:18
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Let’s say we reach
No plan of which to speak
We take wing and drink
On TV a country runs efficiently
But I think you’re an evil genius
A villainess, a venus
Let no body come between us
Unless we feel we have to feel it
Unless we just need it
Even if they try
Even if we barely bat an eye
No one can save us
I know your name and may I ask
We crank it full blast?
Cause I need no bleed from my past
Are we content with all this fucking content?
How many lives have we spent
Differently than what we let our circles see?
Happiness be
Back to Black, Back in Black, back to back, every track
“Rehab” down to “Rock and Roll…”
Here at last, “Motion Picture Soundtrack,” take me back
Drop up top to “Rockin’ Stroll”
“And it Stoned Me” to my soul
Even if they try
Even if we barely bat an eye
No one can save us
I know your name and I demand
We slam it to the Neve
Because I need to no bleed.
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Choir Sings the Cure
03:37
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When I listen to my lid
It gets a bit specific
A bit unsound
I’ve been alone in lots a lot
On the phone popping around
It keeps me grounded
But it keeps me down
So I play nice
I never liked the blues
Untii I learned it at folk school
In my mixolydian mood
It ruled and then the teacher got cruel
He saw right through me
So I paid him all the money
To fake it for awhile
And feel dumb and strum and smile
But I play nice
They say boys don’t cry
Maybe they lie
It was all my fault for dancing unmasked
What is glass?
It was all my fault for not acting as I was asked
I’m sorry I fucked The Cure
It was cause of the kid in the choir
I’m sorry I screwed your solo
It was capo’d how would I know?
I’m sorry I sang the wrong words
I was nervous, full of bourbon
I’m sorry I’m still learning
They say boys don’t cry
Maybe they lie.
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Three Doves
03:22
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This play is crazy
In a way it slays me
It feels a little complex
Then it gives me one
See, I lay in waiting
And it didn’t take too long
For my cover to be completely gone
I gathered the legs in my lap and turned on
Let’s all regress to improper parts of the past
To weather this wonderful mess
Who were we then?
Heads and vinyl spinning
Swimming into the room
Come on let’s move
Who are we now?
Were you mentioning
This will put us in a difficult position?
I wasn’t listening
What are you into? Will this do?
Who will we be now?
So we played crazy
I got buzzed on too much touch
And too much love
Now it all sucks cause I’m an expectant dove
That needs to be covered, consoled
And smothered in hugs
And laid down, lay we all down
Laid down, lay we all down
Let down, may we all drown tonight
Goodnight D’angelo, I ain’t that easy
Goodnight and good luck with nothing, lovers
Ain’t that easy?
Goodnight D’angelo, I ain’t that easy
Ease me, it’s easy, so go easy.
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Cemetery Cats
03:55
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I was left at the little metal club
So I left and followed Rachel up
And she led me
To the cats of the cemetery
I froze up to see
Who waited for me patiently
Was I ready to disappear?
Is it really this easy?
So many things impeding other things
So many moving pieces moving me
Hey wait, this one is speaking
In between the rotting flowers
For me this simple text:
“Stop wasting all your hours
On micro-decisions with zero consequence”
Oh please, come peace
Come alive and release
What relief, I’m complete
Oh please, come peace
Come alive and release
What relief, be complete
I listened up
I put the petals deep in my pocket
I wrote the words into a song
So how long have I been doing this all wrong?
I know you like me confident
Been told you want me strong
But I’ve been feeling oh so weak for oh so long
Oh please, come peace
Come alive and release
What relief, I’m complete
For now just turn around and run away.
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7. |
Wheel of Fortunates
03:19
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Who won?
I wasn’t paying attention
The lead I believe was a hot streak
In my direction
Who won?
Who won?
I was busy filtering my feelings
And protecting my ears and eyes
Like fragile little children
Who won?
So here we are with heavy hearts
On my beloved charts
Fortunate son at #1
With a bullet and gun
Who won?
Break it to me gently
Oh I see now the key now is somehow
Fame and money and greed
So can we escape fate
Or do you feel it’s too late?
Can we escape fate?
Oh great, it’s too late
Feel responsible?
Then fall in
Feel irresponsible?
Then fall out and
Be all about the fallout
Avert your eyes if it makes you upset
That’s about as selfish as you can get
You could be president
Who won? I was not paying attention
Who won? No one.
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8. |
Tragedy Gold
02:57
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Aren’t we so terribly happy?
Like, isn’t this sunshine something?
Since we came to be, we’ve been buzzing
Writing absolutely nothing
I spent the bulk of 1993
Penning poems to girls in Germany
And I swear there were good lyrics there
Anyone here get one from me?
Please share
Size of the 9th, oh my life
Gold again
Hurry and type up this fight
Gold again
Alive in 2005
When you were Jenny from “I Like the Lights”
Pretty much every night
And you only stopped raging to write
Only in sickness, never in health
Gold again
Only for poorer, glorious horror
Gold again
The worse the weather, the sorry the scene
Gold again
Listen and see what I mean
Now we feel durable
Isn’t that adorable?
And in a little while
We’ll get a little wild.
Gold
Tragedy gold.
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9. |
Miss Pedestria
03:15
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Just before the jeopardy
All pain could be relieved with melody
I’d appreciate escape
But now it feels irresponsible and lazy
So live beyond your means and die guilt-free
It’s never been this easy
Don’t you miss the pleasant bliss of pedestria?
Reminisce on its incessant blessed hiss
I recall the dull sweet lull of it all
I miss the painlessness of pedestria
I miss the gentle lift of pedestria
I’ll miss the saccharine hits of pedestria
I lament the lost potential in pedestria
How I miss my optimistic pedestria
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10. |
Stop Crying and Sing
03:58
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Baby come here
If I may lift you
Miss Labelle
You’d understand the advantages well
Billie, stop crying and sing
Baby come near
If I may ask you serious dear
Is that really a tear in them there?
Billie, stop crying and sing
Cause when you do
That’s when I believe you
That’s when the medicine’s sent in to relieve you
Sing a little song of joy for your best boy
Shotgun riding beside, always all mine
Your low hum it haunts me
It’s never too late to let go
I know, but I won’t
Don’t hang up the phone
Cause I’m in crazy mad love with the drone
It’s warm and it’s fuzzy like home
Baby come up
You’ve been living in your head enough
Show us what you’re capable of
Stop crying and sing
Baby come on
May I remind you, the mic’s warm
The band’s been high since 1959
So stop crying and sing
Billie, stop crying and sing
(I fell in love with you the first time I looked into)
Stop crying and sing.
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