1. |
Always Keep 'Em Gessen
04:02
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I don't mind feeling like a sinner
And I don't mind eating all this crow for dinner
And I don't mind when I see the final glimmer
Of my hope begin to shimmer as it's given to the winner
And I don't mind when I know I'm being followed
And I don't mind if it makes me feel hollow
And I don't mind when I'm forced to go and swallow
All my pride, prepared to wallow on the stage at the Apollo
And I'll always keep 'em guessin', always keep 'em guessin'
Knock 'em around the corner until they've learned their lesson
And I'll always keep 'em guessin'
I don't mind flying on a wire
And I don't mind if I keep on flying higher
And I don't mind when my body starts to tire
And I shiver and perspire 'cause I know that I'm a liar
And I don't mind being overweight and feeble
And I don't mind when I'm burying the needle
And I don't mind when I'm looked upon as evil
When I'm climbing up the steeple stepping on the little people
And I'll always keep 'em guessin', always keep 'em guessin'
Spent my time erasing and this is my confession
And I'll always keep 'em guessin'
I don't mind looming around the forest
And I don't mind that I'm so far from the chorus
And I don't mind all the sights that might just floor us
While we're hunting stegosaurus
And the screaming fans adore us
And I don't mind your sudden blank intrusion
And I don't mind this feeling that I'm losing
And I really don't mind the inevitable fusion
Of our bodies in conclusion to the loud obnoxious music
And I'll always keep 'em guessin', always keep 'em guessin'
I'm a backward little bastard that you don't want to mess with
And I'll always keep 'em guessin'
Send the many, send the few
Send the ransom and these dreams will be returned to you
Send these diagrams that mark the way back home
One day you'll see it, one day you'll see it
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2. |
What Rhymes With Purple?
03:51
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Hot fussing and fighting fire with an eye for an eye
Leaves two men blind as a batter up
Must then come down on the fly, on the fly
Everyday people in a glass home is where the heart
Is it so much to ask me no more questions
Why are you hitting yourself, why are you hitting yourself?
The clichés of the world roll on and on
They'll keep rolling around when we're dead and gone
And the one that I need I can't seem to find
The syllables are a mess and there isn't a rhyme
Holy cow jumped over the man in the bad moon rising sign
Language barrier reef where papa was a rolling stone
That gathers no moss, that gathers no moss
Laying my cards on the table for two and two together
Equals four score and twenty years of my life away
I want them back, I want them back
If purple is the impression I've made
Then color me unimpressed
How I could fill in the beats that I've lain is anybody's guess
And we're so alone together
But that doesn't seem to make it better
If purple could bring something maybe I'd think something
Palpable to keep me warm at night
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3. |
She Verbed My Noun
03:00
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She caught my eyes, she took my hand
She rocked my world, she joined my band
She calmed my fears, she dried my tears
She pimped my ride, she verbed my noun
She sang my song, she liked my laugh
She kissed my lips, she ran my bath
She lit my flame, she screamed my name
She friend my brain, she verbed my noun
She made my day, she stole my heart
She fed my fish, she washed my car
She wore my shirt, she kept my clothes
She broke my lamp, she flagged my post
She screened my calls, she read my mail
She sold my soul, she told my tale
She killed my joy, she kicked my ass
She ruined my life, she verbed my noun
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4. |
I Fall To Pizzas
03:08
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I'm really starting to relish the idea of having you around
You crepe right into my life but you donut make a sound
And now I'm in a pickle and I might never ketchup
'Cause you're like the Jello shot made for my Dixie cup
I couldn't be feeling any batter if I tried
You lemonade me and there's no baggage on the side
You're not vanilla but you're semi-sweet instead
Bring home the bacon and you're spending all my bread
It doesn't matter which brand X I try
'Cause I've had my whiskey and I've had my rye
When it comes to us, it's all a matter of crust
You've got extra sauce and now I fall to pizzas
Sometimes you're cheesy and you say I'm such a ham
But I'm magically delicious and I'd like to cram that graham
You're such a fine champagne and it's time to pop the cork
I'm tired of spooning so let's hurry up and fork
Yeah, you're a filet mignon to my prime rib
Don't want to eat too much tuna, I'll get seasick
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5. |
Shenanigans
03:33
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What's in a plan? (Shenanigans)
When all of a sudden I feel like I'm drowning in water
I can't help but stand (shenanigans)
The surface's deepest affliction to fall
But you carry me back each time
I'm beginning to owe you a thousand lies (all lies)
Slowly counting the waves but I'm not a contender
I'm stuck in the bed that I've made
What's in a face? (Shenanigans)
The one that keeps hovering around in a path
Been put in my place (shenanigans)
I'm speechless and frightened and can't do the math
But you carry me back each time
I'm beginning to see why the west coast smiles (all lies)
Slowly counting the waves but I'm not a contender
I'm stuck in the bed that I've made
What if the life I've led didn't feel so long tonight?
What if the words I'd said didn't feel so wrong tonight?
It's not even time for bed so I'll sing a song tonight
What in the world (shenanigans)
Is holding me back when I try to behave?
I've been around the world (shenanigans)
Either that or I'm rotating deep in my grave
But you carry me back each time
I'm beginning to owe you a million trials (all lies)
Slowly counting the days until I'm a contender
But stuck in the bed that I've made
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6. |
Hey Earring!
07:37
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Well there's a smile brewing on your face
In just a matter of time
To counterweight all the complaints permeating our lives
And it's a wonder that anybody could keep it straight
All the while
And the gift that you've given to everyone
Was returned in your child
You see the streets that you face each morning
Are the same as ours
Everybody's just trying to drive to the top in their cars
And somebody will run you down every now and then
But we're all right here to help you get back up again
Because those aren't as lonely when you're walking along
You know everybody finds some hope in a song
And the limits you destroy every day haven't gone unseen
And sometimes when life seems like it's going too fast
And there's not enough time to make those memories last
You can put it all down and pull it back later on your screen
And when the kids have gone home for the day
And you're by yourself
Well there's a million of us waiting around
To be your someone else
And when your golden years are the only ones
To look forward to
And it's harder for the seventies to recognize you
You know your clock won't strike on the darkest day
And the historical figures have paved their way
For the sudden culmination of a wide exaggeration
Of the notion you'd be coming around one day to save us
And the darkest nights will be brighter than a northern star
And the world will fall right to its knees knowing who you are
They'll know who you are
You always catch us when we're dancing right behind your feet
Come bearing jewels and witness, make us feel so sweet
And the magic calling from your words
We know what you meant
And all your calls out to us are positively chilling
We could shout "Hey, earring" from the tallest building
And we could go forever but it wouldn't even make a dent
You know you strike no fear in us but only warmth
And every moment holding onto you we're just reborn
In a land of fallen grace
You've found a way to bring back the heart
And on the Tao of conversation we can hear you talking
One who sparks imagination even while speed walking
When the bull comes calling they'll know
How you've done your part
And it's the last train back to far away you're getting on
But all the while for your travels
We'll always float around your song
And I just want you to understand that we're all proud of you
We're all so proud of you
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