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Mayor Beam
02:33
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We're water born and live like waves, forever.
We crest and crash, we fade and flash together.
We wanna know who's out there.
We want a list of names--
exactly where to send the love and the blame.
We're blanket-shaped but live like yarn, unraveled.
We ache for laws, and crave the judge's gavel.
We wanna stop the bad guy.
We wanna yank the thread and end up pulling wool over our own heads
Far away, a flare is fired into the freezing air.
Mayor Beam is always hiding, and guiding us.
We'll soon be dirt and that's what hurts the hardest.
We're bones and hair and plasticware and stardust.
We wanna find the loophole.
We want to ease the pain of swinging at the end of the supply chain
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2. |
Jimmyville
02:40
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The sidewalks of this town tilt and throw you down
And you never get anywhere
You went and built your home in the forbideen zone
And there’s poison in the air
Chorus: But tonight you’re leaving Jimmyville
You should have all along.
Tonight you’re leaving Jimmyville
To find the place where you belong
When you arrived last year
You found some comfort here
And they laughed at all your jokes
But then laughter fades and they all draw their shades
And they’re just like any folks
But tonight you’re leaving Jimmyville
A rocket to the sun
Tonight you’re leaving Jimmyville
And no you’re not the only one
Bridge: one cloudy day
They threw a big parade
Full of all the friends tht you haven’t made
The sidewalk of this town tilt and throw you down
And your bearings roll away
You never had a choice you listened to that voice
That was begging you to stay
But tonight you’re leaving Jimmyville
You followed all the signs
Tonight you’re leaving Jimmyville
And I am walking right behind.
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3. |
Three-Legged Race
02:43
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Three legged race,
but the ties that bind
They start to chafe
when we're of two minds
A hidden hand keeps moving the finish line
Both wanna win
Both wanna control
This fleshy thing
that harbors the soul
Where to begin
When we're headed for different poles?
Feels like we're running in place
2-headed, 3-legged race
In the beginning, we were on the same team
A shared vision and a pretty little dream
You ice an injury and start to run out of steam
Trapped in a stifling brace
2-headed, 3-legged race
Three legged race but we've been set free
You set the pace pretty fast for me
I'll watch your back, cuz there's nothing left to see
Floating in negative space
2-headed, 3-legged race
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4. |
Hydrangea
03:34
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Intro riff: C#m B A B
F# F#
Fighting for sunlight in a crowded lawn
E A E
and hating the waiting around
F# F#
Extending the petals to a stingy dawn
E A E
And draining the rain's remains from the ground
C#m B A B
F# F#
And just when it looks like the branches are bare
E A E
Forever and ever amen
F# F#
Your colors cry out like an answered prayer
E A E
And we're back in the flower business again
C#m B A B
Hey Hydrangea, you are a late bloomer too
A | A | B | B
Sun and soil have made a beautiful blue
C#m B A B
I'd never change ya, you took this long to appear
F# | F# | G# | C#m
Woke from the garden so late in the year
And after the iris has closed its eye
And the cowslips have bought the farm
And the dogwood stops barking and the tulips die
You make an entrance a slow-motion star
Hey Hydrangea, you are a late bloomer too
Sun and soil have made a beautiful blue
There's no danger that you'll fade from our eyes
The longer the waiting, the sweeter the surprise
Bridge:
G# | G#
And when you said you'd had enough
C#m
What were you thinking of?
G# | C#m
It doesn't seem like you've have enough love.
And the light becomes slanted and the chill creeps in
And your prone to the withers again
But you bloom where you're planted and the wisdom seeps in
And we'll see you next summer, I know.
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5. |
Bad Actor
02:54
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I'm stumbling on all my lines
I fumbled the soliloquy
I wanted to pretend I'm fine
So you would not think ill of me
Cuz when you come back into town
I become a clumsy liar
I'm an amateur production of
A Streetcar Named Desire
Chorus
I will always be a bad actor
Cuz I can't pretend
That I don't still love you
That we're just friends
I'm a bad actor
I'm mannered and I'm not that smart and
I'm a giant ham
I am Sensei Steven Seagall
I am Jean-Claude Van Damme
Bridge
I'm Bruce Willis in Hudson Hawk
When you look into my eyes
And when you start that smooth talk
I'm Madonna in Shanghai Surprise
If Sharon Stone and Tom Cruise
had a child or two
I would cast them in a biopic
about me and you
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6. |
Evolution
02:43
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We'll ride through here on motorized carts called legs
We'll live in long, low houses
We'll have very large foreheads
And maybe the true evolution is sitting down
How much taller can we get?
Someday we'll laugh about how stupid we are now
But I already feel 10,000 years behind
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7. |
Queens Tornado
02:40
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Came out of nowhere, condensing from the ether.
You weren’t here or there, just a lovely dose of neither.
Awoke the sleeping ones who thought they wanted safety.
Nothing is guaranteed, except for all your needs.
Came out of nowhere, no one expected thunder.
Got into our hair and pulled us all under.
Destroyed the branches, the fragile outer layer.
But look at what remains after the cleansing rains.
Chorus:
You were the Queens tornado,
Cutting down everything in your path.
And like the high-powered lawyer of Siva the destroyer
You tossed it off with a laugh.
Came out of nowhere, or were we just ignoring
The things that needed care and gave us ample warning?
And it was over just as quickly as it started.
It blew the game away so we could really play.
(Chorus)
Bridge:
From Forest Hills to Jamaica Bay
Flushing our sunny side away.
Came out of nowhere and gave us a decision
Rip off the bandages or suture the incision
Rebuild the problem or let it go forever?
We’re starting over…
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8. |
Chimp Haven Days
03:13
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Our days of swinging
through the fruit trees
Happily winging on an Iowan breeze
Sheltered chimpanzees
Those days are ending,
our little heaven
The branches bending underneath the weight
Of two evolved primates
Chorus
But I will miss those Chimp Haven days
Back to the jungle
What were we running from?
Back to the hunger
that drives you from the home,
makes you eat alone
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9. |
Old People
02:00
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Intro:
E | G| D | C 2x
G | G
Oh their bones are so frail
| A | A | Bb B
We should just throw 'em in jail
G | G
They can't do a back flip
A | A Bb B
Because they'll just break a hip
RIFF: E | G | D | C
D | D| C | C
Old people must go
D | D| C | C
Set them all on an ice floe
D | D| C | C + RIFF
Make room for the new old people
Oh their earlobes just droop
They can't eat nothiin' but soup
They are a living affront
To the sexual hunt
They aren't pretty or smooth
What do they actually do?
Being old old really blows
I'll never be one of those.
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10. |
Never Saw it Coming
03:16
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I've always had a hard time facing up to facts.
That tell-tale raspy cough in the second act
That somewhere in the third turns tubercular
And spells the tragic end of our character.
I would always skip ahead,
No one crying, no one dead
So i never saw it coming.
Sitting in the skylab, circling the earth
No grisly end for me, and no messy birth
Floating in a free-fall, never wanting more
And never paying mind to who minds the store.
I could sense it in the air
Darkness falls on bunny lair
But i never saw it coming
Cordelia, what did you learn?
That there's fewer things as sad
As a daddy's girl without a dad
But what about contrition? And what about regret?
It's just remembering all the pain that hasn't happened yet.
I'd rather just remember the light inside your chest
That hopped inside of mine on your final breath
I would always skip ahead,
No one crying, no one dead
So i never saw it coming.
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11. |
The Good Times
03:37
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I deserve a parking space
Cleveland streets aren't very safe
and I drove all this way
The doctor says he'll be alright
Sets up three chairs, we'll stay the night
and mom looks very sad
Believe me, the good times are coming soon
The good times are here
When we were kids we had a plan
To conquer and destroy the man
Like Village of the Damned
But now we finally have the chance
To pull the plug and wear the pants
It's finally in our hands
Believe me, the good times are coming soon
The good times are here
Remember when all we wanted was love?
We were stupid then
So I deserve a parking space
But I'll just circle round this place
And wait and wait and wait
Believe me, the good times are coming soon
The good times are here
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12. |
Coming to My Senses
02:05
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Make it sound like a car crash
Make it sound like champagne
Make it sound like a river of coins running through your fingers
Onto my brain
Make it taste like a danish
Make it spongy and sweet
Make it taste like a heart ripped out of your rib cage
With my teeth
Make it look like an accident
That you could predict
But you couldn't prevent
Make yourself look so innocent
Make me believe I'm coming to my senses
Make it feel like November
Make it feel like new shoes
Make it feel like the bottom dropped out
And instead of sinking, instead of thinking,
We flew
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