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Acetate
03:36
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I looked at the answers you wrote on your hand
When they were asking you about the man
That you’d like to meet and drop everything to run to
I don’t mean to brag and I don’t mean to boast
But I would like to think I’ve got most
Of the qualities on your list, so I thought I’d introduce myself to you
Your pouting blue eyes they make contact with mine
And they keep looking through me until they’re behind me
And staring at the face of a man that you know
That I know that you know could only bring bad news
You hate to be rude but you really must go
Leaving me to wonder if I’ll know
The words that I say that give me away
As being unworthy of you every time
And if he’s the one that you want to go to bed with
And I’m the one you want to wake up to
I can put myself on acetate and make it easier for you
Forget what they tell you, the evenings are yours
The supplicating men become whores
And we’re lined up like chances, and all that you need do is take one
But your look says it clearly, you think me a toy
If you were in the market for a boy
You would find yourself a man and a mattress and make one
But I would have to suppose that that’s the way life goes
When the gardener decides to fall in love with the rose
I’ll protect you from insects but I won’t presume to inhale you
For whatever the reason you’re out of my league
Pursuing only leads to fatigue
So I will take my leave and my heart from my sleeve
And I’ll see you whenever I see you again
And if he’s the one that you want to go to bed with
And I’m the one you want to wake up to
I can put myself on acetate and make it easier for you
To take me with you when you go
And tell me things I shouldn’t know
And be the girl I thought I’d finally found a thousand times before
To keep on trying for
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Joss Whedon's Angel
03:32
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I was down on my knees
Waiting for all of this to end
Like I knew it was gonna do
That’s when I was found and brought to you
I followed you home
I waited outside as your folks fought
‘Cause I wanted to be with you
I want to believe in you so bad
‘Cause I will be your Angel
But in the Joss Whedon sense
There’s gonna be all kinds of scrapes and binds
And I will come to your defenses
I will be your Angel
And I can just guarantee
There’s gonna be sunburns and twists and turns
And I will be in hell by season three
I don’t know what
I was expecting you to do
When I went and blew up at you
You took what you had and ran me through
And maybe I’m wrong
Maybe our stars are not lined up right
I want you to disagree
‘Cause darling it’s killing me to know
That I will be your Angel
But in the Joss Whedon sense
There’s gonna be all kinds of scrapes and binds
And I will come to your defenses
I will be your Angel
And I can just guarantee
There’s gonna be sunburns and twists and turns
And I will be in hell again now
And I will be in hell by season three
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Go Home
03:35
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Whatever happened
To positive action?
Used to be we’d up and go
Turn this whole town out, but now we stay at home
So hey, why don’t we go
Decide on a sequel?
You could be my better half
And we could pull ourselves back from the past
And the steady-state waves of inherited faith
Well, they crackle into static as they’re hitting the tape
And if this is not a game then it’s getting too late to go home
But instead of getting caught when they turn up the lights
On the very last call of a Saturday night
I can take a final longshot at getting it right
So go home, go home without me
Somebody told me
There was a land where
Every man was split in two
And people’d just as soon throw down as look at you
With science and progress
Excited and thoughtless
How much longer can I feed
The daemons of my own apostasy?
And the steady-state waves of inherited faith
Well, they crackle into static as they’re hitting the tape
And if this is not a game then it’s getting too late to go home
But instead of getting caught when they turn up the lights
On the very last call of a Saturday night
I can take a final longshot at getting it right
So go home, go home without me
Doot doot doot
And the steady-state waves of inherited faith
Well, they crackle into static as they’re hitting the tape
And if this is not a game then it’s getting too late to go home
But instead of getting caught when they turn up the lights
On the very last call of a Saturday night
I can take a final longshot at getting it right
So go home, go home without me now
Go home without me now
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Naked and Stoned
03:47
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I wanna get naked, I wanna get stoned
I think you've been aching to get me home
I think that we'll take things real easy and slow
This bed is big enough for the both of us
Well I have been searching for something in the mouths of strangers
I have been looking for love in dark, unholy places
Under covers there is rarely more than senseless entertainment anyway
And we have all left things behind us that we surely didn't mean to
I have been trying my best to piece my way back home to you
Well I know the love between us is not as desperate as it always seems to be
I wanna get naked, I wanna get stoned
I think you've been aching to get me home
I think that we'll take things real easy and slow
This night is big enough for both of us
The way I’m looking at it
The future's church glass that's painted
And I figure that decisions
Are rocks we throw to break them
I’ve been making my mosaic
Out of pieces that we’ve left along the way
Yeah, and I’m thinking that true love is
Little more than little saviors
Strumming chords on their guitars and
Dedicating songs to strangers
Well, maybe next year when you’re gone
This song will find you
And it'll save you for a while
I wanna get naked, I wanna get stoned
I think you've been aching to get me home
I think that we'll take things real easy and slow
This life is big enough for both of us
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Temporary States
03:48
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We could get a car, drive a thousand miles from where we are
Right on through the night, slide between the stars in our headlights
We’ll leave on a Sunday, we’ll head for the coast
We’ll make it in one day, or two at the most
Thought about you over the weekend
I find it even harder to speak and
I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode
But what if it’s an overreaction
A momentary state of attraction
And everybody’s gonna get thrown
Sunday afternoon, strangers come to take away the room
We’ve all got things to do, I drive until you’re gone and it’s too soon
I wanted to follow the curve of the globe
But the son of Apollo is calling me home
Thought about you over the weekend
I find it even harder to speak and
I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode
But what if it’s an overreaction
A momentary state of attraction
And everybody’s gonna get thrown
But something in the sight of the ocean
Makes you want to carry the motion
Telling everybody you know
And if we thought about it a long time
Maybe this would feel like the wrong time
But if it is I don’t want to know
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thought about you over the weekend
I find it even harder to speak and
I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode
But what if it’s an overreaction
A momentary state of attraction
And everybody’s gonna get thrown
I wish I had a way to assure you
That every little thing I do for you
Is more than just a cynical show
I promise I’ll be here in the new year
Holding it together for you, dear
And I’m never gonna let go
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6. |
Still the Same
03:32
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"The table looked nice" she said
She said "you set it very well"
I told her I was nervous
She said that she could tell
"Your dress looked nice" I said
"It's always been my favorite one"
I could tell that she was nervous
At least I'm not the only one
Yeah well baby, baby
I'm wondering what you're thinking
Her plane takes off at ten
We've got to leave the house by eight
She's packing up her suitcase
We're always running late
"I'm taking this" she says
It's our picture in a frame
She's hoping it can hold us
Keep everything the same
Yeah well baby, baby
It's probably wishful thinking
I was told not long ago
I'd always be the one for you
But what you sold was a piece of time
That doesn't quite belong to you
And in a year we'll claim
That everything is still the same
But here's an example of things gone wrong
You'll find another guy who can write you songs
And I'll find a girl that is just like you
And she'll want me to love her
What am I to do?
Tell me what do you think I will do
I was told not long ago
I'd always be the one for you
But what you sold was a piece of time
That doesn't quite belong to you
And I dont know if what we own
Is ever there to hold on to
Cause what you sold was a piece of time
That doesn't quite belong to you
And in a year we'll claim
That everything is still the same
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7. |
Tuesday Morning
03:18
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Under where you go through the motions and the zones
I step outside to put my face back on me
Lost without a breath, Cicero frozen in death
Come back down and it’s my Tuesday morning
Reach that city sound and get it down, get it my way
I know you won’t let it get on by me
Feed that city’s soul, it’s beautiful, I get in my way
Come back baby, baby come back
Tried to let it go, put my focus on the show
I needed more than you could ever find me
‘Cause once you’ve had enough, you don’t fall back out that much
Come back down and put my weight back on me
Reach that city sound and get it down, get it my way
I know you won’t let it get on by me
Feed that city’s soul, it’s beautiful, I get in my way
Come back baby, baby come back
And I followed you around, to the other side of town
Should have known that it was foolish of me
‘Til I walked back through that door, could have been the ocean floor
Set our course and I’ll just make you love me
Reach that city sound and get it down, get it my way
I know you won’t let it get on by me
Feed that city’s soul, it’s beautiful, I get in my way
Come back baby, baby come back
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8. |
Beach Song
04:45
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Woke up this morning it was 1969 and I was
Tangled up like christmas lights around an old girlfriend of mine
We'd watch the east bring up the dawn, race west and drink our kisses as the
Sun sank down to drown within the sea
Seasons came and seasons went, love got made and love got meant
Wake up late to pass out spent, play all day and pay the rent
And things were finally starting to make sense, the world was ours to save
And every day it seemed like it could last forever
Woke up from that dream and it was 2001
Shirts tucked in and drinks with gin and living on the run
Our happy ending never got around to getting done, it seems like
Everyone's still playing games but they sure don't look like fun, and
they tell me
You don't have to change the world, you don't have to save the girl
You don't have to live your life like you believe in something more
You shouldn't want for her to wait, you're pretty good but you're not great
Just sit back down and take your mind off everything you think you should do
People I meet say to cover your feet and try a different pair of shoes
every night
But what do you do when it's shoe number two that seems to be the one
you fit just right
Do you go ahead and roll with the moment even though you both know it's gonna
Hurt like a mother when your foot comes out
Or do you throw it away and keep shopping
Or think about stopping there to wear it till the sole gives out
And I'll be back to save the world, sing my songs and get that girl
And I will try to live my life like I believe in something more
And when it all seems less than great I guess I'll put my trust in fate
Just sit back down and take my mind off and try to stop aching for you
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9. |
Pelagiad
01:06
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Wake Up. We're Here. Why are you shaking? Are you ok? Wake up. Stand up. There you go. You were dreaming. What's your name?
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10. |
All Ages
02:07
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You and me walked down past the sainted and the stained
That’s how we came
Sidled up outside, tried to stammer out your name
I can explain
You don’t have to put up a fight
We don’t have to do it tonight
I can leave it ‘til the feeling is right, oh
Leaving all alone’s prob’ly more than you can stand
Hold out your hand
And I’ll sit right here while you settle up the tab
I’ll get the cab
You don’t have to put up a fight
We don’t have to do it tonight
I can leave it ‘til the feeling is right, oh
People say “I do” but they mean it as a game
No one complains
Then I tell you “I liked you better as a friend”
That’s how it ends
You don’t have to put up a fight
We don’t have to do it tonight
I can leave it ‘til the feeling is right, oh
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11. |
S.1.
05:34
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You say love is in the numbers
Well, I guess you could be right
There are a million stars in the sky tonight
But there's a bleed of lights
From the capitol
They say congress passed a bill that should ease the cost of prescription pills
That would be nice
And go to sleep
And have a dream
And make it real
Find a girl
And find some love
See how it feels
I have been out of love
I have been out of luck
I've had a couple casual flings
But not a one that's helped me much to forget you
Or your neck bones
And go to sleep
And have a dream
And make it real
Find a girl
And find some love
See how it feels
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Speechwriters LLC Portland, Oregon
We write and perform music in exchange for food.
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