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umbrella with a picture of a sunny sky inside
says something about you that i can't identify
i guess it's alright
for who am i to play the steward to your mysteries
i'm only visiting here
i'm only passing through
are you sufficiently lonely now
are you lonely now
why can't you hear me
why can't you hear me
all i said was i wanna be loved
we invented ourselves in romantic fashion
never a thought for self-preservation
it's a shame reaction
neither of us understands
but according to you it's a hell of a plan
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Becoming Mr. Tuneout
01:57
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so you think you're a tough kid
rolling your eyes at the squares
who cares
sure enough you're a tough nut to crack
but once you crack you stay that way
hey i'm telling you the truth now
you're becoming so aloof now
you're becoming mr. tuneout
turn up drop in tune out
something about the state you were in
convinced you to stop trying
you started shrugging at the stakes
oh what a splendid bore you make
the light that once shined off of you has dimmed
a monument obscured by weeds
oh i guess nothing in this life is free
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Sister Cities
03:47
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here come the soul collectors
calling on a debt that's never paid
talk about a rough trade
let me paint the picture for you
your world is over and it's not starting up again
long live the dream i guess
after all it was a fabulous target
sister cities and elder states
are gonna find you
so grease the wheels
we've got hearts left to steal
what's it gonna take for you to get real
i heard you were susceptible
a loathsome sore unbandaged
this is a call to everyone
don't you let me down
bad news our consensus is low
oh but sister cities are never gonna let you go
god bless us everyone
god bless us whether you like it or not
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4. |
A Europe of My Invention
00:59
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the flowering thirty-nine
the fog of war
the march of time
staring down the barrel of a good time
cast a spell of plenty
the space between confined and free
is only a matter of inches
i'll break with tradition
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Auction of Hearts
01:44
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i hit one out of the park
at the auction of hearts
i hit the top of the charts
playing every part
i was alone
but my every word was set in stone
i was a lunatic and i was a mess
it didn't matter just as long as i impressed
the sea of eyes on me
but i was lost in a fantasy
and every time i took a bow from the stage
my name was written down on yet another page
to reach posterity
and history spent words on me
history spent words on me
but i was lost in a fantasy
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6. |
She Wins The Bid
02:16
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mistress avarice
she cleft my heart in twain again
no fickle fabric
will save your skin from her cold hands
she's sucking the life out of all of the kids
and she wins the bid
catatonia
what makes your stubborn head so hard
your anhedonia
is like a murmur of the heart
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Muskee Creek
02:30
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down in muskee creek
we were on our knees
soaking up the songs of the century
following the object lessons
down in muskee creek
we were unemployed
we were overjoyed
we were dionysian
bacchanalian
philadelphian
over the bridge again
down in muskee creek
we were stating the obvious
we were drunk and oblivious
poor of pocket
wasted of spirit
absent of purpose
over the bridge again
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