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ManhattanHenge
01:20
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west coast hippie in an east coast town
I'm not from either coastal town
I'm from everywhere
Let's see, oh boy, I met you on the ferry
I was shy, straight coy
you were bright and merry.
I'll celebrate you like my favorite binge
once or twice a year like the Manhattan Henge.
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Sarah's Motorbike
03:43
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if you see Sarah's motorbike won't you give it a ride?
or knock it clean on it's side, just for a laugh.
It's not that I'm mean or care enough to be, it's just unclean.
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I know you'd like to blame
it all on from where you came
but I'm not making a claim
you can put your defenses away
I know you find it kind of strange
that someone of my age
can hold a dancing flame
still in the pouring rain.
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There's a Heaven and a star for you
I was dreaming on the avenue
but wait, man are you sure that's safe?
I'm not trying to complain
but oh Jesus Christ I wonder how
you lived your life until now.
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I've got it bad, love
I've got it rough
like a dog in his backyard burying his bone,
cause I can't tell you straight
face to face
without all this jiving around.
I've got it bad, love
I've got it rough
like a dog in his backyard burying his bone,
I sure would love to celebrate
but in my head there's nothing but rain
and all this jiving around.
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And though the cops drug Sylvia
from her hiding place
I won't let em get to ya
no matter what it takes
I hit the city with the stroke of a brush
and painted on new smiles
I've never been one to rush
so it took a while.
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Pt. 1
Why don't you tell me what you think you should do?
"Think I'm gonna marry you"
You know I think that'd be quite swell
"You know I'd do it damn well."
So I'll tell you what we're gonna do
"We'll get some money and live in a shoe"
An' eat peyote by the afternoon
"Snug in our wool socks by the night's blue"
So why don't you tell me how we're gonna jest
"You shave your face and I'll buy a white dress."
We'll be disguised with a change of address,
rice and beans and some cigarettes.
"We'll pay attention to the curb alerts,
and scare strangers in our hippie skirts"
You know I think that would really work
"Work for free with our hands in the dirt."
Pt. 2
Why don't you tell me what you think you should do?
"Think I'm gonna betray you"
You know I wouldn't be too surprised
it's been done half my life
So when we went our separate paths
she did what she did and she did it fast
Now I keep my feet away from the past
try and see what the future has.
There's gotta be more than staring at the ground
going for weeks with your head hung down
a stranger in your own strange town
too much confusion to ever figure out.
And a big city that could eat you up,
when every morning's just a couple of bucks
sometimes it all can really suck
not to mention who your lover's fucked...
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Pop Boy
01:55
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Staring down through keyholes I almost missed my plane
Everybody's talking but no one says a thing
Pop boy you're pink
My wife's a poet
Stop boy you stink
Don't act so stoic
Cecilia wears nowegian shoes
I'm stuck here with these american blues
Pop boy you're green
I can smell the envy
Stop boy it stinks
Don't act so giddy
Now that Sarah's high and had a few to drink
Her intolerable despise is tolerable for a blink
Pop boy it's a shame
It's played out this way
Stop boy it's a game
I ain't gonna play
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Downward Dog
01:39
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Now I'm writing letters
saying I hope you feel better if that's all I can do
Downward dog
focus on your breath
don't get lost
somewhere up ahead
and the only thing I could think that night was
thank all I'm loved.
Still blame it on the weather
rosy cheeks and eyes of thunder
it's all I can hear
Downward dog
blame it on the gun
don't get lost
somewhere on the run
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Alabama Moon
02:56
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I stood on the beach head
but took it for granted
cause you weren't there with me
a call or a text, man
would've been fine, man
but don't leave me lonely like the sea
or is it your mother
still wary of me?
I just wanted to go to the beach
or is it your dreamer
too far from reach?
I drift through the hours
sweet friends turn sour
'neath the Alabama Moon.
If it's the turning of age, yea
If we're all adults here
then why the hell are we so confused?
I sense a danger
when I peer in your eyes
I thought you were my alibi
it spreads like a cancer
this sadness inside
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Turtleneck Blues
02:18
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Jumpin' in and jumpin' out
squeaky door hinge cobblestone walks
Rose she smiles, Rose she's flirty.
She stares at the books I hold in my hand
she's quick with her looks acts like a fan
asks my name but I'm in a hurry
with these turtleneck blues and Ryman shoes
every last thing I try to prove gets turned around in a scurry
the gas station hums across the street
buying smokes without an I.D. everyone knows
they're all compelled to
but with these turtleneck blues and Ryman shoes
I'm stuck here without you
are you doing ok? i worry
go to the show alone
don't wanna make it home, anymore.
I'm in the wrong town and on the wrong block
she says I look lost, I get that a lot
but I don't cry when I'm supposed to.
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Doctors and Mormons
02:24
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Between doctors and mormons and college kids
where do I fit in?
Between doctors and mormons and good best friends
where do I stand?
You miss him
I miss you
The world's a miss
I don't fit in
The world's a mess
I see how it is.
Between X's and O's, lovers and foes
I can't see
I don't eat like I should cause everything eats at me.
You miss him
I miss you
the world's a miss
I don't fit in
the world's a mess
I see it how it is.
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