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sing little bird
03:59
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there you stand in the middle of the circle
surrounded by people, underneath the circus lights
and on your face there's a word written
and it says peace
try to remember who you are
try to catch your breath some
look for a small dor anywhere
but there ain't no exit
and they just stand and stare
sing little bird
and the world will join in
sing little bird
and your sweet words will change all things
there ain't no orchestra warming up
ain't no dj coming, it's just you and your beautiful self
and on your hand a word is written and it says hope
(chorus)
and the world needs some one to go face the dark
to climb into the ring and throw a punch
and on the boxing gloves it's written
the word love
(chorus)
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alea
04:24
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i walked through your dewed-up grass
and climbed up your drain pipe
tip toed across your roof
and climbed down the other side
these are the days we’re young my love
these are the days for love my love
1 threw a rock the size of a nickel
as hard as I could
i used to pitch sophmore baseball
i busted your window good
these are the days we’re young my love
these are the days for love my love
alea, alea
how can you sleep on a night like this
alea, alea
come to your window right now
push your head on out
and hear me put my thing down
i want to tell you a story
about the world when it was still hot
a comet flew into it
and banged a big chunk off
then gravity and time made the moon my dear
and all of it happened so I could be here, and you there
(chorus)
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so you don't like the way the world's
been changing the game on you
and you don't like people when they do
the sad, sad things they do
but you love this song, you love this song
when you get down, all alone you turn it on
and it feels alright, it feels alright
you spin it when you're looking for
a wave to ride
sometimes the road gets hard
that you've been traveling on
and all the things you love have up and gone
and you don't like feeling burned
(chorus)
right now you could use just a little fun
and it's hard when there ain't no sun
(chorus)
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alice
03:36
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standing on the corner, can't find no shade
kicking myself for the mess that i made
your windows are closed, the shades are pulled down
i run up the stairs, i knock and i shout, i shout
alice, answer the door
call off the joke, it ain't funny no more
alice, don't leave me alone
i know you're in there but there ain't nobody home
well the mail man came by, he was toting his bag
he said i heard what you said, he said act like a man
don't lose your cool, just keep your head
but when he was gone i ran back up your stairs and shouted
(chorus)
and if you'd let us back together
i bet you all i've got that if i tried
that i could make it so much better
well i've had enough, i've got pride too
i'll go find some one sweeter than you
just watch me walk, waving goodbye
but before i get lost i'll try one more time, i'll say
(chorus)
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papa says that i've been good lately
getting all my chores and homework done
so he took me to the walmart
where the two-wheelers stand in shiney rows
and waited forever until i picked out one
he said i could park it right next to my bed
so i could see it as i fell asleep
6:30, kick the kick-stand
and i pushed it trough the silent house
out there to the vacant sunday street
i've got a new bike
and i ride the world from centerville to clarkdale
89 down to corillo street
i've got a new bike
and i own the curbs that line the endless black trail
i am 2 wheels free
in my left pocket i've got bumble bee
in my right, optimus prime
and i skid hard like rock star
as the park moms get a look at me
and see the future that will be in time
(chorus)
someday i'll have to find my way
through the shadows life is gonna bring
but there's still time for the sunshine
to liquify the magic street
as i climb on to the virgin seat
and i know that my papa's proud of me, cause.
(chorus)
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everybody is a rockstar
03:47
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this one you'll have to figure out. it's part of the fun
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not nietzsche not marx not the hippy in the park
you're the one for me
not plato not locke not the teacher or the cop
you're the one for me
adams almost gets me there
but you're the one for me
when i get lost and i need a good talk
you're the one for me
you say life is just beautiful
and it only gets less so with each new word
life is just beautiful
goes the simple song of my favorite philosopher
not whitman not yeats not lenin for god's sake
you're the one for me
not the preacher on the street not dostoyevsky
you're the one for me
twain almost gets me there
but you're the one for me
when the stars come out, impossible to count
you're the one for me
(chorus)
why lots of the sages play with tragedy
why at all the default must be trajedy
why for some the answers come from tragedy
why don't they see what you see
not plato, descartes they can't find my heart
you're the one for me
bacon's too smart and satre's too dark
you're the one for me
partridge almost gets me there
but you're the one for me
standing in a crowd the silence so loud
you're the one for me
(chorus)
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famous
04:00
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live moves slow for a mixing girl
in a nowhere world
stocking the bar with a light tip jar
lights burn bright in the celluloid hills
there lies the thrill she's been looking for
400 dollars in an old jean coat
she leaves a note in the empty cash drawer
next time you see me charly
i'm gonna be famous
there's a pop song singer on the 13th floor
locking the door
done vacuumed the curtains
there's great joke teller and a big bus wheel
working on a deal
leaves it running at the next station
a few more months on the casting couch
and she'll step out of the crowd
one thought ringing in her head
soon i'll be dead or famous
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the match burner
03:39
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the match burner walks alone on the rooftops
looking for happiness
and strikes when she sees
those in harmony and
and changes it to dissonance
mark and sadie were all the way crazy
with the thing they had
they had it so bad
they were so high
they caught the witches eye
and now what would last
is nothing but ash
the match burner sits way back in the corner
writing in her little red book
and aiming her antenna
at those who thing they're winners
trolling for that confident look
kim and pete were walking down the street
in almost a dance
swinging their hands
they felt so fine 'till they tripped the witches line
and now what was the most
all went up in smoke
but you and mewe still ain't been seen by
by the sulfur queen
it's such a nice dream
and with luck we'll never wake up
to find we've lost the game
sapphire flames around our names
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a party for big 21
they made you a cake
you said where's the gun
'cause you're always blue
in your changing moods
oh how it rains on you, december
so big deal you made 35
they put up baloons
but yo never arrived
'cause you're always blue
in your changing moods
oh how it rains on you, december
when comes the sun
you get out your hose, turn on the water
and soak it till
the fusion quits and the atom's temper
turns into a sad black ember
46 and you are alone
they're trying to call
but you've unplugged the phone
'cause you're always blue
in your changing moods
oh how it rains on you, december
'cause you're always blue
in your changing moods
oh how it rains on you, december
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oh there you stand with your outstretched hand
for your old friend
i ask how you've been
you say i'm hangin' in there yea yea
then you tell me 'bout the let down
you're tryin' to get over
you ask me is there anyone out there
to be honest wicha
there ain't no one who can love you like i can
to be honest wicha
you can't see how you're lookin' at your man
to be honest wicha
i've let too much time go by without saying
it's crazy, you don't call me baby
so many nights go by just wasted time in isolation
too many times we've told ourselves
i'm hangin' in there
when all the while we know it don't
answer the question
is there anyone out there
(chorus)
i guess i could have kept these words
behind discressions's door
and hid 'em in a sealed up letter
underneath some lyrics
in the bottom of the junk drawer
and led the quiet life of ordinary men
and stayed with those too afraid to jump
the fence my friend, my friend
hey level head how ya like me now
right in the crosshairs
you look at me and i can't tell
i guess i'm hangin' in there yea, yea
they say sometimes that life comes down
to a single moment
that may be so but i don't care
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up at six and off to the job
up at six and off to the job
and on to the bus, the third to last seat
listening to my XTC
get a strange look from the boss
get a strange look from the boss
as i whistle a tune that make just sense to me
listening to my XTC
chalkhills, children, drums and wires
generals, majors, mermaid smiled
i hear the art in my ears so fine
the one sense that's working overtime
the girl at the sunglasses stand
the girl at the sunglasses stand
yea one day i hope that she'll be linked to me
listening to my XTC
holly, peter, braniac's kid
albert brown even nigel is
at large in the park they make up the cast
of the off-center opera which is all done one grass
up the stairs and in through the door
up the stairs and in through the door
and watch through the window the amber sun sink
listening to my XTC
and lemons and limes taste different to me
when i'm listening to my XTC
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