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Turntable
04:05
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The summer was a stormy one the clouds had covered up the sun
Got your record going round
Curse the wicked world to drown
With your cover and your sleeve you gave us something to believe
Shake the shiver from our soul
Keep us warm as we grow old
Hands tangled in her hair
The kids are going nowhere
She's got her hi fi on
Let the girl be gone
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My Man is better than yours
My man knows what's in store
He bought me a Tommy gun with a hundred round drum
In case I get trigger happy when the zombies come
My man is always prepared
My man shows me he cares
He bought me some powdered eggs and freeze-dried ice cream
And I'll be sipping chocolate cake while you're eating Soylent Green
And when Armageddon comes
We'll throw our own Apocalypse
He can be my Omega Man
I'll be his Mila Jovovich
My man keeps himself clean
My man his senses are keen
He keeps a lookout so that I can get my sleep
But this one eye open gig is giving me the creeps
So get the bug out bag and you can't forget
The bio suit for the family cat
Just keep your powder dry and your canteen wet
We're like Romero and Juliet
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Don't Love Me That Way
04:29
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Don't love me that way
Take a spin around my block like your some kind of tourist
Don't love me that way
Skip all of my verses just to get to the chorus
Don't love me that way
Don't love me that way
Don't love me that way
Don't love me that way
Don't look at me that way
Like there's some pretty thing just over my shoulder
Don't look at me that way
Like you want to trade up 'cause I'm just getting older
Don't look at me that way
Don't look at me that way
Don't look at me that way
Don't look at me that way
Don't kiss me that way
Just walk out the door, I don't want to see you no more
You're gonna miss me someday
When your heart has no home and you're sleeping all alone
Because you loved me that way
You loved me that way
You loved me that way
You loved me that way
You loved me that way
Don't love me that way
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Pop Rocks
04:16
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We were kids what did we know?
You don't put jump seats in El Caminos
But the man at the wheel could never hurt us
He could circumvent the laws of inertia
And the Earth turned under our spokes
We got abraded but we never broke
And we rode down to the five and dime to buy pop rocks and coke
'Cause we heard that some kid died doing that
Now our heads are far from our feet
We should walk like giants down the street
But the sky is always falling on our heads
And we count the monsters underneath our bed
We're gonna crash into the terminal with no guarantees or miracles
Why don't we take a breath and laugh like we only have a minute left?
Let the Earth turn under our spokes
Let's get abraded and let's go broke
Let's ride down to the five and dime to buy pop rocks and coke
'Cause you know that we won't die doing that
Yeah you know that we won't die doing that.
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Pretty Things
04:01
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Glitter on the water
Flash bulbs on the shore
How did it feel to slip in your heels?
I never thought of it before
I tripped on the hem of my prom dress
First kiss fresh on my lips
You made a scene for Seventeen
When your tiara started to slip
When you gonna get a grip?
Girl you better get a grip
Let's burn all your photographs and hit the road
Play princess in Vegas and marry a toad
Break all the laws but gravity
Don't you sparkle and fall
You pretty thing
Who asked you wanted?
Who told you who to be?
Did they lead you here?
Did they sound sincere?
Do they love a good tragedy?
I tripped on the hem of my prom dress
First kiss fresh on my lips
Who makes a scene for Seventeen
When their tiara is starting to slip?
When you gonna get a grip?
Girl you better get a grip
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Treat Him Rough
04:31
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You took off out the door with a suitcase in your hand
You got shook to the core by some brown-eyed handsome man
And from the buttons on your blouse to the buckles on your shoes
You got his scent all over you
You don't wanna listen to your mama now do you?
But I got one last thing to say
Take his sickness with your health
And his poverty of wealth
But girl you don't ever obey
Treat him rough
Tell him nothing
Make him beg for every little bit of your lovin'
Taunt and tease him
Never please him
Treat him rough
Tell him nothing
I thought we were perfect lovers he only brought me harm
Digging through empty cupboards with a baby in my arms
So always shoot first Love a good fight
And if he leaves you on a cold December night
You'll know why
Treat him rough
Tell him nothing
Make him beg for every little bit of your lovin'
Don't get angry
Just get even
Treat him rough
Tell him nothing
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Sara Jane
04:48
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Stumbled on a busker while headed for the west bound train
Sounded so familiar, said her name was Sara Jane
And she grew up not far from me in the hills of Tennessee
I don't quite recall what compelled me to leave my state
I'll give you stats and economics but I can't articulate
How I got lost in the urban sprawl
Lost my southern drawl
Sing my soul Sara Jane
'Cause I don't even know my own name
And carry me home in your guitar case
With some Amazing Grace
She grew up in a hollow where the ridge was the edge of the world
Dreamed of climbing over since she was a little girl
To take a road trip and see the sights
With her best friend Jesus Christ
I used to call him but I can't get his signal round here
Out in the country he used to come in so clear
Now God's a philosophy written on my tin of Chai tea
I don't know what I mean but I know my lines
Chapter and verse from the New York Times
I follow street lights sidewalks and cars
But I turned out the stars
Sing my soul Sara Jane
'Cause I don't even know my own name
I wanna throw my arms up at it all
I wanna come down for an altar call
Welcome me back to the human race with some Amazing Grace
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Broken Pavement
05:53
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Only five more miles til we cross the state line
Only five more fenced-in amber waves of grain
Do you feel sick from the motion girls?
Do we need to stop again?
Only five more water towers til we find our exit sign
Only five more letters in our little alphabet game
Don't forget the sunset over the ocean girls
But watch the smoke coming from the train
Remember when there used to be a man in there
Who would wave at you from the red caboose?
And the wheels would scream loud and loose as over the pavement
You blew a kiss to a stranger.
Always blowing kisses to strangers
Oh to be loved and lost it gets easier
You get used to it
This broken pavement is covered with rocks
But we'll move with it
We'll just move with it
I've been living in this town to long
I want to get in my car and drive
Open the windows while it's raining
Just to feel alive
Funny how headed West on I 40 to the wrong side of the Mississippi
It's like you're headed for America's great Purgatory
How do find peace of mind in Arkansas?
I used to dream of Oklahoma
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Myopia
03:58
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Line me up against a wall
Pummel me in verbal Battle Ball
Use my country my city and my town
To prop me up and knock me down
I knew my name I knew my street
I knew the door that fit my key
So drunk and blind on tonic and spin
What kind of state will I wake up in?
Myopia, crown me queen
Of all the minuscule things
Keep your spectacles
I don't want your scenes
I took your side I played your games
Then you came into my kitchen and called me names
So fun to play the devil's advocate
Until you got just too damn good at it
I'm tired of trying to make sense
Of your state of mind your mama and current events
Tired of watching Truth putting on his pants
He was never gonna take me out to dance
Myopia, crown me queen
Of all the minuscule things
Keep your spectacles
I don't want your scenes
I want to raise my glass to oblivion
And find myself some better friends
My my my my my Myopia
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10. |
In Your Pocket
03:28
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I brought a picture for you
Circa 1952
You in your tie
Me in my
Summer dress
I put it in your pocket
Now the black and white has faded to gray
The babies think we were made that way
But before our home and Kodachrome
Teenage lovers
Painted all our colors
We didn't have money but we had time
A plastic rose from the five and dime
And a little tin ring on a piece of string
Traded in for the real thing
Photographs in antique stores
Who knows those faces anymore?
Sold to those who they don't vaguely resemble
It should make us tremble
So I brought this picture for you
You and I in '52
You in your tie
Me in my
Summer dress
I put it in your pocket
I put it in your pocket
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