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Show/Tell
05:01
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Dishes piling up everywhere
Lazy is as lazy does
Dishwasher's broken
Running out of clean plates
They're not going to wash themselves boy
They're not going to wash themselves...
I wish that I could
Show you my soul
I wish I could tell you how much
I love this place
I wish that I could
Show you my heart
I wish I could tell you how much
I love this world
Clothes piling up everywhere
Lazy is as lazy does
Washing machine's broken
Running out of clean shirts
They're not going to wash themselves boy
They're not going to wash themselves...
I wish that I could
Show you my soul
I wish I could tell you how much
I love this place
I wish that I could
Show you my heart
I wish I could tell you how much
I love this world
Problems piling up everywhere
Lazy is as lazy does
My will is broken
Running out of time
They're not going to fix themselves boy
They're not going to fix themsleves...
I wish that I could
Show you my soul
I wish I could tell you how much
I love this place
I wish that I could
Show you my heart
I wish I could tell you how much
I love this world
Show you...
Tell you...
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Carey
03:35
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Carey what happened to your big time plans
Did you run with your dreams, or sit on your hands?
Did you make it? Did you leave town?
Or did you just make babies with some clown?
I remember you well
That smile was the first thing I'd see
The big shy boy with few friends
But you always had time for me
Growing up can be so cruel
But you were always so kind
My dad said you were a distant cousin
So love was out of my mind
Carey what happened to your big time plans
Did you run with your dreams, or sit on your hands?
Did you make it? Did you leave town?
Or did you just make babies with some clown?
I remember at lunchtime
You sat with me and my friends
You could have sat with the popular kids
But you were cooler than them
You used to talk of the future
Getting out of our tiny town
Making your way in the big world
Carey where are you now?
Carey what happened to your big time plans
Did you run with your dreams, or sit on your hands?
Did you make it? Did you leave town?
Or did you just make babies with some clown?
I heard you got married
Not long after you got out
Did you settle, forget your dreams
Or did you make them happen somehow?
Carey what happened to your big time plans
Did you run with your dreams, or sit on your hands?
Did you make it? Did you leave town?
Or did you just make babies with some clown?
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Dead Files Girl
03:50
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There she goes again talking to the dead,
She sees so much I can't understand, I wonder if it's all in her head,
This all seems so real to her, but I'm here and my camera too
She always sees those dead guys, but with me she looks right through...
With me she looks right through...
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
With your pale white skin and your bright red smile
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
I'm the one you should be talking to, not those dead guys
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
They can't hold you, they can't love you, but I can, I can...
She's making strange hand gestures, and those weird cute faces
I clean out all the pictures before she goes to all of these places
There's an angry shadow guy she says he died of cancer
I ask her lots of questions but she never seems to answer
She never seems to answer...
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
With your pale white skin and your bright red smile
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
I'm the one you should be talking to, not those dead guys
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
They can't hold you, they can't love you, but I can, I can...
Bridge:
I've got a love, burning bright
Why can't I just tell you how I feel?
Why don't you stay with me tonight
I can show you so much that's real...
Now she's hanging out with Steve, he's got a scary New York accent
He's the kind who'd kill you , and make it look like an accident
Former homicide detective, look at the size of that police ring
I guess I'll go clean the next place, I wish she could hear my heart sing...
hear my heart sing....
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
With your pale white skin and your bright red smile
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
I'm the one you should be talking to, not those dead guys
Hey, hey, Dead Files girl
They can't hold you, they can't love you, but I can, I can...
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4. |
Kahnon God of Birds
02:44
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Instrumental
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Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
You've been wasting time
Standing by the wall
All alone in your own zone
But you look like the queen of the ball
Come over here baby, the doctor will prescribe
The best medicine of all
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Now don't that feel better,
Now that you are moving?
Sliding your feet, swinging your seat
Don't that feel so soothing?
Come over here baby, I think I need to dance
Let's get down to some grooving...
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie...
Boogie
Now hold it
Now move it
Now hold it
Now shake it
Now hold it
Now boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
Get your boogie on the dance floor and boogie
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They're nickle and diming me to death
They're nickle and diming me to death
If you're looking for fairness don't hold your breath
They're nickle and diming me to death
Let me tell you a story
About a greedy politician
He's got his hand in the till
Never get his fill
Can't get enough of those hundred-dollar bills
He got elected
On a pile of empty promises
He's real good at telling lies
While talking out the sides
Of his mouth while poor people die
chorus
Let me tell you a story
About a greedy businessman
He's polluting the air
Causing problems everywhere
While he's sipping champagne in his lair
He wants power
He wants complete control
He makes all your stuff
Tells you, you don't have enough
And if you don't like it he gets rough
chorus
Let me tell you a story
About a lazy consumer
He's buying all their crap
He believes in bootstraps
But at their table he's left eating scraps
He believes in the system
That's consuming his soul
He wants more and more
But it's making him poor
He's so blind he can't see the door
chorus
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There's a devil in the coke machine
Up on the third floor
I don't wanna get sodas
From there anymore
How it got possessed
nobody knows
Maybe a witch lost her change
when her diet coke wouldn't come out the little door
Now my buddy he was working
At the Peabody late at night
When he heard that coke machine moaning
It gave him an awful fright
There's a devil in the coke machine
Up on the third floor
You know I don't wanna get sodas from there anymore
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Waiting at this station for the 9:30 bus
Cause she's coming home again
She's been gone so long
I've been down and missing her
I knew why she had to leave
But it didn't ease the pain
So I sit here on this bench
With a man who smells homeless
A mother and her children
I dont know what to tell you
So I'll just tell you that I need you
I want you
I love you
Time spins out slowly for me and
For the man leaning on the wall
Across the way from me holding a paper coffee cup
He's got a greasy neck and obviously dyed-black hair
"I wouldn't trust my child with him"
I think to myself judgementally
The homeless man sits up and smiles
A big missing-teeth grin at me and I try to ignore him
Where is that bus?
I dont know what to tell you
So I'll just tell you that I need you
I want you
I love you
The youngest child wakes up and cries
While the mother tries to ease his dismay
The greasy man walks over to
The smelly homeless man and he
Hands him his coffee cup and a twenty
Says, "Take care, pal, I've been there too."
I can barely hear the announcement
Over the sound of my guilty conscience
"The 9:30 bus has been delayed"
I dont know what to tell you
So I'll just tell you that I need you
I want you
I love you
The bus finally arrives at 10:25 and
I wade to find her through the departing flow
She's second-to-last off the bus but she's always first to me
I give her a hug like I haven't seen her in a year
Even though it's only been a week
She smiles that toothy grin that first caught my eye so long ago
And it's love at first sight all over again
We drive home in silence, me holding her hand
While she leans her head on my shoulder
And everything is right in my little world
I dont know what to tell you
So I'll just tell you that I need you
I want you
I love you
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Muley
05:17
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Saw you dancing on top of the world
You looked so beautiful to me
Reminded me of a girl I once knew
Someone I used to see
Would you be my alternative girl?
One unlike all the others
Would you be my alternative girl?
More than a friend, not just a lover
Oh Natalie
These are the days I won't remember
But the times I can't forget
If I can't get through to you somehow
That would be worst regret
Would you be my alternative girl?
One unlike all the others
Would you be my alternative girl?
More than a friend, not just a lover
Oh Natalie
Now she's gone and in her place
Some screechy guy with a blonde mane
Flashy girls, loud guitars
Oh Natalie, it ain't the same
Would you be my alternative girl?
One unlike all the others
Would you be my alternative girl?
More than a friend, not just a lover
Oh Natalie (repeat and fade)
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12. |
Hugo's Theme
06:06
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Instrumental
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13. |
Devil In Your Heart
03:26
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It gives me shivers
It gives me the shakes
It makes me quiver
Til I don't know how much more I can take
It makes me worry
It makes me fret
It makes me hurry
And I try to forget
There's a devil in your heart
And an angel on your lips
You try to tear my world apart
Then you give me the slip
There's an angel in your words
And a devil in your soul
I can't believe all these people
They've given you control
You're always smiling
Giving hands a shake
You're so beguiling
You're a low-down-dirty snake
Your words are so sweet
Your deeds are just the opposite
Your greed is complete
You're taking all that you can get
There's a devil in your heart
And an angel on your lips
You try to tear my world apart
Then you give me the slip
There's an angel in your words
And a devil in your soul
I can't believe all these people
They've given you control
You try to live and learn
From mistakes of the past
How soon we forget
Will these memories ever last?
There's a devil in your heart
And an angel on your lips
You try to tear my world apart
Then you give me the slip
There's an angel in your words
And a devil in your soul
I can't believe all these people
They've given you control
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