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Sweet Lazy Day
03:50
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Sweet Lazy Day
Feels like I was all alone last night
But I was not
And what’s more revealing
Is you were here
Pointing at the paint pealing
Next time I wanna be alone I’ll just call you
But I do not
Still I get the feeling
I’m better off with a brush and a ceiling
OH SWEET LAZY DAY QUEEN
WAS IT ALL JUST A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM FEEDING COINS TO A BROKEN MACHINE?
I should be more clear
That’s what you always say
As if I was not
What I deal is too near me
It’s not real-estate
Or some unified theory
And speaking of beauty I hate symmetry
That was a joke
or more of a dig see
If you are gunna be lost
Better lost laughing with me
OH SWEET LAZY DAY QUEEN
WAS IT ALL JUST A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
FEEDING COINS TO A BROKEN MACHINE?
Oh you’d paint the room blue
I know you don’t see it like I do
Oh you don’t have to stay
You are free to move on
What’s a promise these days?
What’s a promise these days?
We are all free to leave
‘Cause it’s a broken machine
It’s a broken machine
OH SWEET LAZY DAY QUEEN
WAS IT ALL JUST A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM FEEDING COINS TO A BROKEN MACHINE?
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2. |
Einstein's Wife
03:02
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Einstein’s Wife
Mileva on her hands and knees
a home needs to be clean
one by one pick up the floor
put right, shelve, trash, fix, press, and steam
Bountiful bouncing thoughts and things
pulled out beaming and plummeting
through depths Of space between us now
expanding ‘till I’m not around
Bereft beauty don’t mourn the loss
accept and learn to love the cost
of genius in the living room
tend, nurture, cook, bemuse, and broom
Put your face on / let your hair long
Put your face on / let your hair long
Children need attending
theories need a sounding board
love and light are bending
and everything is moving toward
Bountiful bouncing thoughts and things
pulled out beaming and plummeting
through depths of space between us now
expanding ‘till I’m not around
Bereft beauty don’t mourn the loss
accept and learn to love the cost
of genius in the living room
tend, nurture, cook, bemuse, and broom
Put your face on / let your hair long
Put your face on /let your hair long
Bang! Bang!
Your kicking the door
I don’t need it like this
I don’t need You no more
why is your love so strange?
day time late night masquerade
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3. |
Falling In Love
03:06
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Falling in Love
Falling in love
for the 1st time again
just like falling in love
and I want to if I can
I’m willing to do the time
if you are willing to do the time with me
you’re scared and so am I
‘cause love is such a mystery
And I think we can make it if we try
I, please try
Falling in love
for the 1st time again
seems like falling in love
feels like falling with no end
And I think we can make it if we try
I, please try
bop bop bop
bop bop bop
please try
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4. |
1970
03:53
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1970
Morning
I think I’m coming back
Yeah I cleaned up good
I’m getting how to act
I’ve got a fountain
And I’m bringing it to you
And you will drink from
The water that it spews
And you will laugh and I can sing again
And we can stare at the walls and make them bend
I drew a map of your skin in my head
I’m gunna find my way back to the end
Just to start again
IT’S RAINING OUT
YOUR PAINT IS RUNNING DOWN
CAN’T GET A LIGHT
SOME HOW I MISSED THIS TOWN
IT’S RAINING OUT
YOUR EYES ARE HOLDING ME
AND I STILL SMOKE
LIKE 1970
Day 2
I’m starting to unpack
You draw the water
I run my hand across your back
I’ve got a fountain
And I’m bringing it to you
And you can lay beneath
The water that it spews
You can learn to love me changed
I’m almost used to the way you’ve rearranged
I drew a map of your skin in my head
I’m gunna find my way back to the end
Just to start again
IT’S RAINING OUT
YOUR PAINT IS RUNNING DOWN
CAN’T GET A LIGHT
SOME HOW I MISSED THIS TOWN
IT’S RAINING OUT
YOUR EYES ARE HOLDING ME
AND I STILL SMOKE
LIKE 1970
Let’s lay our heads
I want our thoughts to dance in dream
On this wide bed
We’ll stretch a life out clean
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5. |
Long Old Time
04:15
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Long Old Time
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG OLD TIME
BEFORE I GET AWAY FROM HERE
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG, LONG TIME
BEFORE I GO
THE HELL I’M IN’S A STATE OF MIND
YOU GOT ME SO I CAN’T UNWIND
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG,
LONG TIME BEFORE I GO
‘Cause baby, I’ve been watching you
I maybe think you caught me too
I’m dig’n on those hips you flaunt
I’m dig’n on your neck
You whisper through the lips I want
With eyes that dance the lover’s taunt
Baby I’ve been watching you
I’m a swagger, I’m a wreck
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG OLD TIME
BEFORE I GET AWAY FROM HERE
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG, LONG TIME
BEFORE I GO
THE HELL I’M IN’S A STATE OF MIND
YOU GOT ME SO I CAN’T UNWIND
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG, LONG TIME BEFORE I GO
I’m begging baby just one thing
If you could end my suffering
Come up so close next to me
And whisper in my ear
say, “Come on honey lose the lines”
or, “Baby you’ve been on my mind”
Then walk away, or spend the night
‘Cause I’m a swagger, I’m a wreck
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG OLD TIME
BEFORE I GET AWAY FROM HERE
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG, LONG TIME
BEFORE I GO
THE HELL I’M IN’S A STATE OF MIND
YOU GOT ME SO I CAN’T UNWIND
IT’S GUNNA BE A LONG, LONG TIME BEFORE I GO
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6. |
BQE to the LIE
03:45
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BQE to the LIE
Frankly, we’re falling to pieces again
A lot like the last time
Where do we get the strength to keep kicking ourselves? It must be the cheap wine
I don’t know why we’re still thinking of words to put right
The wrong ones from last night
You’re great, we’re fine, we’ll save, you’re still mine
Yeah this time it’s your fight
THESE SHOES THEY MUST COME OFF
STAND STILL IN ONE LANE
ON THE BROOKLYN-QUEENS
EVERYBODY’S INSANE
I STILL DON’T HAVE A PHONE
YOU DON’T PICK- UP ANYWAY
I LOVE YOU LIKE THE 1st JUNE
MORE REAL BUT MOSTLY THE SAME
Old junk, calendar talk, the thrift-shop queen of the weekends
Still have that Brazilian-brass-lamp in a box
Beneath a box in the basement
I don’t know why we are still fixing to furnish an old house
That stands on a fake street
Chest of drawers, LPs, pump organ, love- seat
A collection is best incomplete
THESE SHOES THEY MUST COME OFF
STAND STILL IN ONE LANE
ON THE BROOKLYN-QUEENS
EVERYBODY’S INSANE
I STILL DON’T HAVE A PHONE
YOU DON’T PICK-UP ANYWAY
I LOVE YOU LIKE THE 1st JUNE
MORE REAL BUT MOSTLY THE SAME
We’re still having weddings
We’re still losing wars
We’re still writing pop songs
Still trekking to Lourdes
THESE SHOES THEY MUST COME OFF
STAND STILL IN ONE LANE
ON THE LIE
EVERYBODY’S INSANE
I STILL DON’T HAVE A PHONE
YOU DON’T PICK-UP ANYWAY
I LOVE YOU LIKE THE 1st JUNE
MORE REAL BUT MOSTLY THE SAME
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7. |
Peacock
02:52
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PEACOCK
Light, light let’s take it slow
Get it right, right see how it goes
Want you ‘round more than now and then
Just a peacock with no peahen
I’M SOME GUYS & YOU’RE SOME GIRLS
HERE IN THIS WORLD
THIS BLUE OLD WORLD
I’M SOME GUY & YOU’RE SOME GIRL
HERE IN THIS WORLD
THIS BLUE OLD WORLD
AHH
Joke, joke every joke
Every smug line come un-broke
Followed ja ja ja quip anecdote
Every smart little Dawkin’s quote,yeah
I’M SOME GUYS & YOU’RE SOME GIRLS
HERE IN THIS WORLD
THIS BLUE OLD WORLD
I’M SOME GUY & YOU’RE SOME GIRL
HERE IN THIS WORLD
THIS BLUE OLD WORLD
AHH
Did I choose you?
Did you chooose me?
Was it the kick or atrophy ?
And how long to stick around?
Did I choose you?
Did you choose me?
Eyes , or a scent, or entropy?
And when will it all come crashing down?
Not just us but everything like moon or mars
Light, light let’stake it slow
Get it right, right see how it goes
Wan’t you ‘round more than now and then
Just a peacock with no peahen
I’M SOME GUYS & YOU’RE SOME GIRLS
HERE IN THIS WORLD
THIS BLUE OLD WORLD
I’M SOME GUY & YOU’RE SOME GIRL
HERE IN THIS WORLD
THIS BLUE OLD WORLD
AHH
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8. |
In The Valley
02:37
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IN THE VALLEY
I’m fumbling too through the valley
I’m fumbling through
It’s quite a view in the valley
And I’m following you
Clothes on my back need a mending
Clothes on my back
My soul is worn and offending
There’s holes in my slacks
WHAT BABE CAN I DO TO PUSH MY LOVE INTO YOU? WHAT BABE CAN I SAY TO MAKE THIS TRIP OK?
I’ve got 2 plums and a grapefruit
I’ve got 2 plums
Sharing grains and fruit in the valley
Like 2 hippie bums
Said there’s a shack in the country
Dreamt of a shack
Make wine, plant crops, and a plum tree
Living clothes on backs
WHAT BABE CAN I DO TO PUSH MY LOVE INTO YOU?
WHAT BABE CAN I SAY TO MAKE THIS TRIP OK?
I’m fumbling too through the valley
I’m fumbling through
It’s quite a view in the valley
And I’m following you
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9. |
Symptoms 6/8
03:46
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Symptoms 6/8
6 sailor boys were crying for the good old days
5 dancing girls were dancing for fake gold
4 drinks were poured to drown the night in accolades
3 clocks were on the hr.
but the minutes were all questionable
2 TV sets shown a gentleman with a club in the sand
1 waitress on the phone said she was still in Rome
I was on the bar stool with 2 singles in my fist
& I can’t get home , I can’t get home, I can’t go home
A la la a la la
I can’t contain the allegation
A la la a la la
I can’t make do
A la la la la la
I love you with a reservation
A lala a la la
I don’t believe you
Tie the light and hang the curtain
Paint the walls in Monet gold
True to something, something certain,
Certain something’s never sold
Newborn blankets, English breakfast
Sunday sleep in, shut the phone
At the last light, driving straight,
but I can’t get home, I can’t get home, I can’t go home
A la la a la la
I can’t contain the allegation
A la la a la la
I can’t make do
A la la la la la
I love you with a reservation
A lala a la la
I don’t believe you
Alone, Alone, Alone
6 sailor boys were crying for the good old days
5 dancing girls were dancing for fake gold
4 drinks were poured to drown the night in accolades
3 clocks were on the hr.
but the minutes were all questionable
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10. |
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Don’t turn my love (away baby)
Don’t turn my love away baby
‘cause it will never come back
no I’ll never turn back
don’t turn my love away baby
‘cause it will never come back
no I’ll never turn back
Why’d you pull that line?
why’d you say that thing?
yeah it’s a stupid lie
that I’m suffering
don’t you do me wrong
even one small slip
‘cause i’ll pull away
watch you lose your grip
Don’t turn my love away baby
‘cause it will never come back
no I’ll never turn back
don’t turn my love away baby
‘cause it will never come back
no I’ll never turn back
You know what I want
‘cause it’s never changed
too simple and pure
to ever rearrange
in your bed alone
when the night is deep
am I still the one
that steals away your sleep?
I need you, I want you
if you are real, if it’s true
Don’t you do me wrong
‘cause I’ll hock this ring
And I’ll leave you flat
sell off all your things
Don’t turn my love away baby
‘cause it will never come back
no I’ll never turn back
don’t turn my love away baby
‘cause it will never come back
no I’ll never turn back
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11. |
You're The Woman
03:20
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You’re the Woman
You’re the woman I want (tonight)
You’re the woman I need (alright)
You’re the woman I want (oh)
The only woman for me
I don’t even know why
This here blue world is spinning
A tiny spinning rock in the great dark space
But I’ve got a few hundred
And a big old bed back at my place (that’s right)
You’re the woman I want (tonight)
You’re the woman I need (alright)
You’re the woman I want (oh)
The only woman for me
I try and try to stay this true
To love only one and forget the rest
You won’t wake up in my arms
I never sleep where I make my mess (oh no)
I’d buy you a shiny necklace
I’ll buy you some Italian shoes
I’ll help you pay your back taxes
Do what you want with what I give to you
You’re the woman I want (tonight)
You’re the woman I need (alright)
You’re the woman I want (oh)
The only woman for me
Ahh - Ooo
Baby, baby I’m the one for you
Baby, baby the only one for you
Baby, baby you are the only one
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When the World is Under the Weather
Todos son sagrados
Todos sienten dolor
Todos son un poco solos
Todos sienten un poco de horror
Un poco de horror
Don’t be thick
that’s the answer
Learn to bend and change shape
Try to play nice on the playground
And have another parade
Have another parade
No hay plan perfecto
No todas ideas son buenas
Hay pensamientos mejores
Hay pajaros que no vuelan
Hay pajaros que no vuelan
Everyone is sacred
Everyone feels blue
Sometimes it takes more than a mile to determine
Where your next step leads you
Was it all just a dream within a dream
Feeding coins to a broken machine?
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