1. |
Happy Birthday
03:26
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Will you ever find me a safe place?
just a lousy chair where I can be someone else
should I stop being honest again?
you can bless the shame or shave my face
Now I wonder if you’re kneeling on your carpet
lookin’ for something else to borrow and to lose
and I know that sometimes we don’t need to explain
it’s just a hug or a vinyl to share
Will I remember to wish you a happy birthday?
will you rent a house too far away?
we could shake our hands and start again
or stop to blame ourselves
I’ll be a marching band
through the interstate highways
playing the classics and looking for news
you’ll be so sad and sweet
washing your makeup under the rain
I’ll swallow the rainbow
and send you the warmest blankets
Now we’re watching these old stars
over a bunk bed
why do you always get the top?
It’s unfair
what we learned about the way to deal with people
if I’m wrong would turn me upside down?
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2. |
Crooked Fingers
04:25
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hey crooked fingers
I’ve got a lot to say
before you find another bed
hey crooked fingers
no matter what they say
“you’re just a funny plastic face
you’re paranoid and full of rage
a faded copy of Ellen Page”
you sweat the scare of rusty trains
you dance like no one else
and all the photographs you take
the lack of company you fake
for the record, you’re just like vapour trail
you say that
you say that you don’t need anyone
so let me ask you why
you keep on callin’
to spit out your lazy day
hey crooked fingers
I’ve got a lot to say
before you find another way
hey crooked fingers
will you stay
for the next two years?
you sweat the scare of rusty trains
you dance like no one else
and all the photographs you take
the lack of company you fake
for the record, you’re just like vapour trail
you say that
you say that you don’t need anyone
so let me ask you why
you keep on callin’
to spit out your lazy day
if I were innocent I would drown you in a gunny sack
your expiration date
I’m gonna turn the page
I’m gonna increase the exposure
getting you lost in the background
overlay
overflow
make another funny joke
and focus on
focus on
focus on…
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3. |
Blood Will Tell
03:40
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why the ghosts are sick and tired
and never keep what’s in my mind?
I’ve wasted another year
like a Spanish whore at dawn
her smell of fireflies all around
she pissed away the lover’s cry
the barefoot souls
are planning to run from here
and I hate to follow
but I guess they’re right
watch them standing here so lone
nobody knows who’s getting wrong
we all die secretly
when walls turn blue
she sparkles once again
let’s drop like glue
sit and wait
what blood will tell
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4. |
Dazlious
01:27
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and he's totally overwhelmed by how big the world is and how small and unimportant he is. And as he turns around you see his face look to the sky and he says very quietly, so that no one can hear him, he says "Dazlious".
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5. |
1997
04:20
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I watched MTV
Pure Morning for me
Tom Yorke looked pale
in the red backseat
my first MP3
five hours to get free
surprise when I discover
it's fake like you and me
we looked after skirts
ready to lose
spotting the trains
and gazing our shoes
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