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Beautiful Day
02:43
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The sky is so grey it makes everything glow
And the people are angels: you can see their halos
And it makes your chin numb, the way the wind blows
And all I want’s a warm cheek to hide my cold nose
It’s a beautiful day, a beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day
For a suicide
Everyone laughs cuz there’s love in their life
While the city burns red with the glow of tail lights
And if this is God’s plan He must want me to die
So I’m saying these prayers for my own self tonight
It’s a beautiful day, a beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day
To be alive
It’s a beautiful day
A f***ing glorious day
F*** this beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day, a beautiful day
It’s a beautiful day…
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2. |
Cold City, Warm Heart
04:08
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VERSE
Staring down…the barrel of my future
In a city far from home
Came here with dreams…but they all seem so distant
When I ride the bus alone
‘m not a small boy, but I’ve a small town heart
and an East Coast attitude
I don’t drink coffee, ain’t much of a health nut
I’d kill for some Southern food
CHORUS
I may not live through tomorrow
But I’ll try and make it through today
If I can see you tonight
Then I’ll be okay
VERSE
I’m 23 and punching numbers/pushing papers
To make use of my degree
I’m late to work—shit—but no one seems to notice
‘Cause my job is obsolete
Hear the boss say, “Reprint these hundred letters
‘Cause the printer left a smudge”
How 'bout instead...Take this shove it
‘Cause today I’ve had enough
CHORUS
I may not live through tomorrow
But I’ll try and make it through today
If I can see you tonight
Then I’ll be okay
VERSE
So here I am…another morning without sunshine
Keep my eyes shut just to stall
But when I wake… I see laying next to me
The warmest heart of all
CHORUS
I won’t live here forever
And I might quit my job tomorrow
You know I miss my friends and family
But I’m here with you
…So glad I’m here with you
…So glad I’m here with you
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3. |
Frost in Hampton
02:30
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I loved you once, but not anymore
When I’m home for holidays I wanna knock on your door
Or write you a letter…A postcard or two…
I loved you once and I miss you
Whatever happened to the girl I once knew?
Sexy, adventurous…a bit scary, too
The bad girl the boys want, but they haven’t a clue…
I loved you once and I miss you
I loved you once…way back, back when
I still think about you....now and again
I think I might call you, but I never do…
I loved you once and I…
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I wasn't even cautious...I just dove right in
It didn't seem such a bad idea when I thought of it
But the way that I was gagging...I thought that I'd throw up
When I used my ex-girlfriend's toothbrush
(solo)
Ever since we broke up...it has sat untouched
We shared a lot of fluids...so it shouldn't matter much
I had it if she came back...it'd been over a month
When I used my ex-girlfriend's toothbrush
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5. |
Schminger-Schmongwriter
04:12
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1
I heard a band that’s abuzz this week
Offbeat instruments and retro chic
MFAs that sing of hopping trains
A well-sewn quilt of stock clichés
Americana with fancy hair
Add more reverb until Pitchfork cares
And when the fashion changes, I’ll still be here
‘Til another trend makes me disappear
2
The other day I saw the latest star
Strumming standard chords on a pink guitar
An airbrushed sound and a soulless swing
Hit all the notes, but she couldn’t sing
She’s a shiny face with a killer rack
But her heart has never even seen a crack
And when her beauty fades away, I’ll still be here
‘Til a newer model makes me disappear
3
Trust fund babies wearing torn up clothes
Spouting wisdom everybody knows
Singing “young forever” and “f*** the man”
Talking down so we might understand
Think they’re rebels, but their only cause
Just the pursuit of canned applause
And when these Brooklyn kids grow up, I’ll still be here
‘Til another hipster makes me disappear
(solo)
4
Chop off my legs and I’ll try to stand
Change my name so it sounds like a band
I play empty clubs with spit and scorn
Guess I’ve got my art to keep me warm
I sing the truth and I sing it well
And if you don’t like it you can go to hell
What was I fighting for anyway?
Yeah, I'll be a martyr 'til my dying day
I’ll be a martyr ‘til the day I die
When no one notices I’m not alive
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For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
For every vacant smile / There are irritated sighs
For every bubbly comment / There are cynical replies
And for every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
No one cares you’re married / No one cares you got engaged
Neither of you questioning / the future or your age
Diamonds and white dresses / plaster every profile page
We all think you’re crazy / but at least you’re gettin' laid
For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
You’re dancing on the backs of broken-hearted girls and guys
When it doesn’t work out we’ll pretend to act surprised
For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
You can call it pregnant / We call it knocked up
You can say you love each other / That just means you’re stuck
We live in the city / Where we couldn’t give a f***
And you live in the suburbs / Where it’s either...
For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
When you flaunt that s*** on Facebook / Know you truly are despised
But we all keep our silence hoping you will realize
That for every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
Now you’re having problems / We don’t f***ing care
Pester us on G-Chat / Saying life just isn’t fair
Twenty screaming toddlers / And a spouse who’s never there
So don’t ask how we really feel / Cuz it sounds like a dare
For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
The only two oblivious to one another’s lies
You really thought you’d be together til one of you died? HA!
For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
For every happy couple / There’s a hundred rolling eyes
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7. |
Gospel Music
01:53
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If God is so great / And the gospel “good news”
Why does gospel music always sound like the blues?
Is God a jilted lover? / A mysterious muse?
Why does gospel music always sound like the blues?
If God is the light / why we sittin’ in the dark?
Why does every hymn sound like funeral march?
God is Love / not a broken heart
So why do all these hymns sound like a funeral march?
Father-Mother / Or any name we choose:
Why does gospel music always sound like the blues?
Do we only pray / when there’s nothing left to lose?
Why does gospel music always sound like the blues?
Why does gospel music always sound like the blues?
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There’s only one way / She gets around
She uses public transportation
The Belmont bus / Goes by her house
She uses public transportation
Don’t take a taxi / Don’t ride a bike
She uses public transportation
Don’t own a car / Cuz what she likes
Is using public transportation
She don’t call the bus “the shame train”
No complaints about the L
In this city no one needs a car
Cuz the CTA is really swell
And I don’t mind / If she’s delayed
She uses public transportation
And she don’t mind / If I’m delayed
Cuz I use public transportation, too
She don’t call the bus “the shame train”
No complaints about the L
In this city no one needs a car
Cuz the CTA is really swell
...The CTA is really swell
And when it’s freezing / And when it’s warm
She uses public transportation
And when it’s sunny / And when it storms
She uses public transportation
Ba-dop, ba-dop, bop! Ba-dop, ba-dop
She uses public transportation
Ba-dop, ba-dop, bop! Ba-dop, ba-dop
She uses public transportation
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9. |
Lullaby
03:35
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VERSE
I had best intentions...And one hell of an ambition...and where it get me
I tried so damn hard...I tried so damn hard...and where did it get me
I know I'm a bitter soul...But that was not my goal...The only thing I wanted was a chance with you
But you were so naive...In all that you believe...
You had certain things figured out about every guy before you met me and
CHORUS:
You wouldn't know the perfect thing
If it bit you in the ass...But guess what?
Just because you're Jill doesn't make me Jack
VERSE:
You spread your arms wide and hug me like you do...Your body is this perfect shape...I wish was more like you
All that beauty gone to waste...on the nicest girl to have so much self-hate...
And I've had dreams where all I did was kiss your skin
So I'd like you to sleep tight...And get some rest tonight...Though you tell me that's a day that will never come
I'm not saying it will...But what can I say, Jill?...I'd like to write a lullaby to make your nightmares go away and
CHORUS
You wouldn't know the perfect thing
If it bit you in the ass...But guess what?
Just because you're Jill doesn't make me Jack
I'd do almost anything
But I won't bite you in the ass...So move on
The only thing you get is this stupid song
VERSE
How I tried...to write a dear sweet lullaby
To try to put this all to rest
Though denied...another crisp, autumn romance
I'll try to put this all to rest
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Gentleman! It’s time to make a switch
I know that I’m not normally this blunt
But if you are a man...Then these words are hereby banned(!):
One…rhymes with pitch / And the other rhymes with bunt
You might be mad at him or her / But, please, avoid the sexist words.....Oh!
You can call anyone an asshole
You can call anyone a jerk
You can call ‘em “moron” or even “idiot”
You can call ‘em “butthead” or a “worthless piece of shit”
And you can call anyone an asshole
Sirs!...I’ve a feeling in my gut
Much like the one I just expressed before
If there’s a gender feud
…Please hold the attitude
Don’t call her words…that rhyme with shut or door
Let’s all work as a team / And say the words we really mean.....Oh!
You can call anyone an asshole
You can call anyone a jerk
You can call ‘em “moron” or even “idiot”
You can call ‘em “butthead” or a “worthless piece of shit”
And you can call anyone an asshole
You might think it’s wrong / Dunnit worry! Sing along!
You can call anyone an asshole
You can call anyone a jerk
You can call ‘em “moron” or even “idiot”
You can call ‘em “butthead” or a “worthless piece of shit”
And you can call anyone an asshole
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11. |
Cuts Me Like the Wind
04:07
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am impervious
I have rough, calloused skin
I am still standing
I’ve seen and survived everything
…But a pretty girl still cuts me like the wind
She is a lighthouse
Telling me I’ve come home
She is a mountain mist
Causes the valley to glow
…And I feel her when the wind begins to blow
A pretty girl still cuts me like the wind
A pretty girl still cuts me like the wind
She is a mother to
Every child that she sees
I’m hoping someday
That she’ll make a father of me
I am a barricade
She has discovered a door
She is the sweetest song
Makes my heart starts to hurt
...And every day I feel I love her more
Every day I feel I love her more
Every day I feel I love her more
A pretty girl still cuts me like the wind
A pretty girl still cuts me like the wind
A pretty girl still cuts me like the wind
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12. |
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VERSE
M: There once was the damndest damsel
She didn’t wanna be saved
No offer, no invitation
Nothing could pull her away
Tells me the thing that holds her
Cannot and won’t be escaped
But I think she might see it different
If she listened to me…
CHORUS
In the desert / There's a river
It appears for / All who seek
I can touch it / I can taste it
When I drink
I believe I've / Found the secret
It ain't some bullshit / On TV
There's a love that / Only blesses
And meets all needs
VERSE
F: There’s a man who’s scarred and punctured
He thinks he carries a light
N’ though he’s more rust than armor
He fancies himself a knight
He’d rather be a martyr
Than ever rise up and fight
An’ he says that he’s gonna save me
But he’s more lost than I…
CHORUS
You believe in / An oasis
A wondrous sight I've / Never seen
In the darkness / When my eyes close
I cannot sleep
In my quiet / Earnest longing
There’s is no voice that / Speaks to me
In the morning / When the sun come
I feel no heat / I feel no heat
BRIDGE
I ain’t yours to rescue…figure it out
Can’t we be open about our doubts
M: I’ve seen this before…I know how it ends
And so help me God, it won’t happen again
You’re the best damn thing…please don’t leave
F: Quit talking in circles and listen to me!
I know that you’re scared / and you have every right to be
But who is all this ranting for? / cuz it sure as hell ain’t me
I’m not sure what else to say / Cuz I’m just not breakin’ through
Is this really about some vision / or it really me and you?
M: This is the best that I can do…
CHORUS
In the desert
There's a river
It appears for
All who seek
I can touch it (Look at me)
I can taste it (Talk to me)
When I drink (I’m right here…why won’t you look at me?)
I believe I've
Found the secret
It ain't some bullshit on TV (You believe in a mirage)
There's a love that
Only blesses
And meets all needs
Please don’t leave
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13. |
Ice & Age
03:45
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I grab a coat
And I bundle up
Just like any other day
But since spring gave way
To the summer months
You know my patience had to fade
Watch another sun
Cross another sky
But I cannot feel its rays
Add another layer
Wrap my blanket tight
And roll over, hibernate
My scarf and gloves have become my closest friends
See my breath and wonder, “Will this winter ever end?”
Since the heat turned off
I’ve been taking walks
To feel the blood flow in my veins
Pass open toes
And the short-sleeve set
And pull the hood to hide my face
Flip another page
For another month
Never felt so grey
Watch the beaches fill
And the clothing shed
While my climate stays the same
Soon the autumn leaves promise frost will come again
Still, the ground will thaw, while my winter never ends
And I wonder, “Will this winter ever end?”
And I wonder, “Will this winter ever end?”
And I wonder, “Will this winter ever end?”
Watch the seasons change
On this tilted earth
Try to disengage
Just another day
And another year
And my ever-slowing pace
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