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Daisies Of The Galaxy 2000 |
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Grace Kelly Blues
The cut-rate mime walking through the dirty streets
Of paris in the hot august heat
Sun melting the fake smile away
Just looking for a place to stay
The actress gave up all her old dreams
And traded up now she is a queen
Royal families don't have time for that shit
Your crystal ball - you keep it hid
The tractor-trailer driver radios:
Help me someone i'm out here all alone
Truck driving the black night away
Praying for the light of day
The kid in the mall works at hawt dawg on a stick
His hat is a funny shape his heart is a brick
Taking your order he will look away
He doesn't have a thing to say
But me i'm feeling pretty good as of now
I'm not so sure when i got here or how
Sun melting the fake smile away
I think, you know, i'll be okay |
Packing Blankets
Today is a lovely day to run
Start up the car with the sun
Packing blankets and dirty sheets
A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up
All the troubles you and i have seen
Cross when the drawbridge light is green
Don't look back to that messed-up scene
Packing blankets and dirty sheets
A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up
All the troubles you and i have seen
And all our troubles will be gone
Blowing out over that bridge
Floating up into the sky
Making the storm clouds cry
Put out that smoke and breathe some air
Get a new name and cut your hair
Packing blankets and dirty sheets
A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up
All the troubles you and i have seen
Estate Sale
These are the sounds
Of things that are past... |
The Sound Of Fear
Sun comes up on the old neighborhood
Spray-painted bricks and dead firewood
Well i don't know where i'm gonna be next
I don't care where i'm gonna be
Next time if you think of it
You might remember me as
The one who let you down
But never made another
Sound of fear
Some people like to call me chuck
It's charles and you are shit outta' luck
If you think you know what happens next
You think you know what happens
Next time if you think of it
You might remember me as
The one who let you down
But never made another
Sound of fear
Sun goes down on the old neighborhood
Dark, damp the stop where i once stood
I don't know where the bus stops next
And i don't care where the bus stops
Next time if you think of it
You might remember me as
The one who let you down
But never made another
Sound of fear
The sound of fear
I can't hear
The sound of fear |
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I Like Birds
I can't look at the rocket launch
The trophy wives of the astronauts
And i won't listen to their words
'cause i like
Birds
I don't care for walking downtown
Crazy auto-car gonna mow me down
Look at all the people like cows in a herd
Well, i like
Birds
If you're small and on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
I can't stand in line at the store
The mean little people are such a bore
But it's alright if you act like a turd
'cause i like
Birds
If you're small and on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on |
Daisies Of The Galaxy
Take heart, my little friend
And push back your seat
Soon we'll be far away
Far from the street
Where you learned how to be
Not what you are
Up on the shoulder
There is a town
With a little motel
And an old movie house
We'll go to a movie
Whatever it is
Watching the movie
The world's gonna end
And there ain't a place for
A boy and his friend
To go
I'll pick some daisies
From the flower bed
Of the galaxy theater
While you clear your head
I thought some daisies
Might cheer you up |
Flyswatter
Little field mice living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you're gonna be spared
You're wrong
Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day
Heat is rolling in like hell's red rug
Stinking like the breath of beelzebub
And if you think you won't walk on coals
You will
Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice 'bout
Whatever keeps you itchin'
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day |
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It's A Motherfucker
It's a motherfucker
Being here without you
Thinking 'bout the good times
Thinking 'bout the bad
And i won't ever be the same
It's a motherfucker
Getting through a sunday
Talking to the walls
Just me again
But i won't ever be the same
I won't ever be the same
It's a motherfucker
How much i understand
The feeling that you need someone
To take you by the hand
And you won't ever be the same
You won't ever be the same |
Tiger In My Tank
I bought some rock star ashes
From the back of rolling stone
I guess he wouldn't mind it
They couldn't sell his soul
The tiger in my tank
Is going to go extinct
And i'm not feeling so good myself
I think i'm on the brink of disaster
I had a dream last night
The tv and the phone
Grew some legs and took a walk
And left me all alone
The tiger in my tank
Is going to go extinct
And i'm not feeling so good myself
I think i'm on the brink of disaster
When i grow up i'll be
An angry little whore
I'll give you all the finger
I'll sell you all what for |
A Daisy Through Concrete
Wake up the dying
Don't wake up the dead
Change what you're saying
Don't change what you said
Now that it's time that
I got out of bed
When i walk myself down sycamore street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And i stumble on a daisy through concrete
Pink and brown babies in pink stroller cars
Know that it's good
They don't care where they are
They know that home doesn't feel very far
When i walk myself down sycamore street
The sun beats down
No shoes on my feet
And i stumble on a daisy through concrete
Airplane is flying up in the sky
Making a pattern with the white lines
Looks like a heart
Or maybe a pie |
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Jeannie's Diary
How does her world spin
Without me in her nest?
Could there really be such happiness?
Oh, she's got a dark side too
Even murderous
But i love that
Just like her
I don't have a chance at writing the book
I just wanna be a page
In jeannie's diary
One single page
In jeannie's diary
Yes i am intense
Maybe quite obsessed
Everything she does is curious
Oh, she's going to let me in
I just know it's so
Then again, who do i kid?
I don't have a chance at writing the book
I just wanna be a page
In jeannie's diary
One single page
In jeannie's diary
She could have anything she wants
So why not me?
She could have anything she dreams
Oh, to be one single page
One single page
In jeannie's diary |
Wooden Nickels
Went down by the old courthouse
Stumbling through the streets
Had to get out of the house
Had to use my feet
And you may not think much of me now
But i think so damn much of you
Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
When the party's over
You're on your own
Trash truck coming up the road
Picking up the trash
Riding to a better place
Hoping we don't crash
Thinking how things have turned out
I never would've guessed it this way
Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
When the party's over
You're on your own
Now the party's over
I'm on my own |
Something Is Sacred
Taking a walk down to the mall
Smelling piss and beer and gas
That could be me in a couple years
Suckin' fumes under the highway pass
On a rainy day
While i wear newspaper for pants
And a t-shirt that says
"damn i'm good"
People look funny when they cry
'cause they just can't let it hide
Typing into your little box
Press the cry button
It unlocks
On a rainy day
No one has a thing to say
Easier to look the other way
Take a look in the killer's eyes
And you see there's nothing there
But something is sacred in your eyes
And something to believe
On a rainy day
And as the world will blow to bits
I'll cradle you and hold you tight |
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Selective Memory
If i lay my head down
I will see you in my dream
Wearing that polka dot dress
And sitting by the stream
Leaning in to hear you
You will whisper in my ear
And everything i need to know
I finally hear
I wish i could remember
But my selective memory
Won't let me
When i was a baby
We would go out to the park
And sit out in the fountain
Splashing 'round until it's dark
The days go on forever
When you only know that much
And everything you need to know
Is answered with one touch
I wish i could remember
But my selective memory
Won't let me |
Mr. E's Beautiful Blues
The smokestack spitting black soot into the sooty sky
The load on the road brings a tear to the indian's eye
The elephant won't forget what it's like inside his cage
The ringmaster's telecaster sings on an empty stage
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
The girl with the curls and the sweet pink ribbon in her hair
She's crawling out her window 'cause her daddy
He just don't care
Come on
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
The clown with the frown driving down to the sidewalk fair
Finger on the trigger let me tell you gave us quite a scare
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
The kids flip their lids when their ids hear that crazy sound
My neighbor digs the flavor still he's moving to another town
And I don't believe he'll come back
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
Well i don't know how you take in all the shit you see
No don't believe anyone and most of all
Don't believe me
Believe you
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day |
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