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General Sherman
02:00
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General Sherman's three hundred feet tall
General Sherman's two thousand years old
General Sherman will be here long after I'm gone
General Sherman's got my vote
He and I are in the same boat
What's good for General Sherman is good for me.
General Sherman's lost an arm
General Sherman's come to no harm
Something like that won't bring the old guy down
General Sherman misses his friends
General Sherman prepares for the end
But you won't find General Sherman wearing a frown.
General Sherman's a billion feet tall
General Sherman's a trillion years old
General Sherman is looking out for us all
General Sherman needs your vote, because we're all in the same boat
What's good for General Sherman is good for you.
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You were always better with names than with faces, weren't you.
It's more often on the tip of the tongue than in the corner of your eye.
And I know that you've been to some crazy places, haven't you.
And every time you come home you can't help but sigh.
But I've caught on, your cover's blown, your shields are down and you're on your own.
But that's all right.
You would always rather be there than here, now wouldn't you.
Somewhere else is a marvelous place to be.
And you always thought you had nothing to fear, now didn't you.
But you never guessed just how much I could see.
Well now that I've caught on, your mind is blown, you're protection's gone and you're all alone.
But that's all right.
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4. |
When I'm Insane
02:05
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When life was pain, I was insane
'Cause there was something in my brain.
When life was pain, I was insane;
I'd stand there screaming in the rain.
When I was born, I was so forlorn,
I started blowing on my horn.
When I was young, I had so much fun,
I started killing everyone.
The doctors said that I should be dead,
There's something messed up in my head.
But I'm hanging on and I wrote this song
So I could prove those doctors wrong.
Well I'm still here, but my biggest fear
Is that the headsman will appear,
So I'm packing heat, and when I'm on the street
I'm safe from everyone I meet.
When I'm insane I drink champagne,
And man it always leaves a stain.
But that's all right, I'm satisfied,
'Cause the whole world is on my side.
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Jessica
02:51
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Jessica,
Who do you think you are,
getting tangled up in my heart?
Jessica,
What gives you the right
to keep me up at night?
Jessica,
What do I have to do
to prove my love for you?
Jessica,
What do I have to say
that I haven't said every day?
Jessica,
What is it going to take
for this poor heart to break?
Jessica,
With the way things go,
it looks like soon we'll know.
Jessica, Jessica.
Jessica, Jessica.
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6. |
Is It Tuesday Already?
02:41
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Blink - What time is it? I don't know
My clock or my brain stopped working
Blink - It's too late to change anything
It's too late to be anything
Wasting your life can be so exhausting
You'll wonder where your energy went
Nothing to show for all your hard work and
The least you could call it was time well spent
And you know in the morning the sun will come up again
And you know when your alarm rings it's the
Same old brand new day
Living a lie can be so depressing
Living the truth is depressinger still
Look all around you and look all inside you
Under the weather and over the hill
And the days roll by and the days roll by
And the days they just keep rolling by
And the pages turn and the furniture burns
And you never stop to wonder 'bout why
It's like that movie they made with Bill Murray
Where everything happens again and again
Maybe the leaves turn, the snow falls, the wind blows,
But it's looking to be all the same in the end
And the kids grow up and the dog dies
And your wife goes and has an affair
And they tear down that playground you loved as a child
And you can't find it in you to care
But when tomorrow comes tumbling over the mountain
And yesterday gives you a smack on the head
That's when you realize th'ole time bomb is ticking
You'd better do something before you get dead
So you get up, put some clothes on
And you march right out your front door
And you look at all the big wide world
And ... you know what? This isn't worth it. Just... go back inside... mumble mumble...
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I can tell that you're new to this part of the country
Perhaps I can offer some words of advice
The people may smile and they might shake your hand here
But under the surface they're not so nice
Don't wear that hat in this town
You're just asking to get burned down
Don't wear that hat in this town
You might as well put up a sign
That says I don't belong and I never will
In this town you know we're all kind to our neighbors
If someone needs something someone's always there-o
But you'll find if you stick around long enough in this town
Our definition of neighbor is decidedly narrow
Don't do that dance in this town
You're just begging to get cut down, shut down
Don't do that dance in this town
You might as well put up a sign
That says I don't belong and I never will
Don't wear that hat in this town
Don't tell that joke in this town
Don't do that dance in this town
You might as well put up a sign
I said you might as well put up a sign.
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8. |
Theme For A Supervillain
02:00
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When I read your letter to the editor
I could feel my blood boil and my stomach churn.
I had heard there were people out there like you but I never knew for sure
Until I read your letter to the editor
When I met you in person I was rather impressed
You were so well-spoken, you were so well-dressed
And what was lurking underneath, I never would have guessed
Except I read your letter to the editor.
You should be in a movie, I could sing this song.
They would think you're the good guy, but not for long.
Because there's a twist in the end, and all of their theories were wrong.
You should be in a movie, I could sing this song.
You could have your own talk show, I'd call in every day.
We'd be two people screaming with nothing to say,
And we would not change anything but that would be okay.
You should have your own talk show; I think you'd be great.
You should move to Jamaica, you should meet a girl,
You should procure some explosives, you should conquer the world,
You should march across the ocean with your banner unfurled.
You should move to Jamaica, you should conquer the world.
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9. |
Like A Feather
03:10
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When we fell in love, you fell like a brick
And me, I fell more like a feather
Shouldn't have surprised you when you woke up one morning
And found I'd become untethered
The love was gone, so I moved along
No need to get so excited
Both of us knew from the start that it wouldn't last
Or at least I did
Your mother consoled you, your father did scold you
But in both their minds was the same thing
"We knew all along that you two were all wrong
But you stuck with him -
What were you thinking?"
Well now that I'm gone hopefully you can get on
With whatever it was you were doing
You'll realize in time winning this heart of mine
Was a goal that was not worth pursuing
No doubt in my mind, some day you will find
Somebody good enough for you
Till then let it be known, though it may not have shown,
That I never did abhor you.
And remember this, child, as the years roll by
And I'm still floating on like that feather
You're better off now with me miles out of town
Than ever when we were together.
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10. |
You, Me, And Her
03:05
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I've seen her watching you
And I've seen you watching her too
Though I've never seen you watch each other at the
Same time
I would kill to have your chances
At successful romances
But you're killing me each time you sit there as she
Walks by
It's not like she would ever fall for me
But come on man you've got everything going for you
I know that you can afford to pick and choose
But come on man she's got everything you could want
I sit here in my tiny room and think about some other things
You sit there in your tiny room and think about some other things
She sits there in her tiny room and think about some other things
We sit here in our tiny rooms and wonder what the others are thinking
It's not like she would ever fall for me
But come on man you've got everything going for you
I know that you can afford to pick and choose
But come on man she's got everything you could want
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Nixon
02:29
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Nixon, I don't know you anymore
Nixon, who's this man you've become
Nixon, where's the life you used to lead
Nixon, and all the mouths you used to feed
Nixon's fixing up his tricks and
Breaking down doors and throwing bricks and
Nixon's risking all our dicks and
None of that means a thing to Nixon
Nixon, you were once my favorite guy
Nixon, I had held you up so high
Nixon, why'd you have to make me cry
Nixon, was it all a dirty lie
Nixon's mixing up his
Crossing wires and lighting wicks and
I will cross the river Styx and
Pay my kind respects to Nixon
Nixon, you have torn my heart in half
Nixon, as you just sit there and laugh
Nixon, is the world your fattened calf
Nixon, I must admit it's quite a craft
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12. |
The Interurban
01:41
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The Interurban don't run through here no more
You gotta drive anywhere you want to go
The Interurban don't run through here no more
Nobody picks up hitchhikers anymore
You're gonna walk anywhere you try to go
Nobody picks up hitchhikers anymore
The Interurban don't run through here no more
You gotta drive anywhere you want to go
The Interurban don't run through here no more
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A Box Of Hair
02:43
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What possible use could anyone have
With a box of hair?
Will it be there for you when times get tough
Will it even care?
When you're all alone
And you've unplugged the phone
And the night is creeping in
It will only serve
To remind you of
All the things that might have been
What possible joy could anyone find
In a diamond ring?
Just a hunk of stone off a dinosaur bone
It's a cold and heartless thing
But if you had one well
You sure as hell
Wouldn't be sitting here like a fool
You would travel the world
You would sell your soul
To find somebody to give it to
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The Widow
01:45
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For the first time in 50 years, I've had to wake up alone.
And this ain't no business trip, I mean alone alone alone.
He's gone and I can't move on, and I don't think I would if I could.
No it hasn't sunk in yet, and I doubt it ever will.
And now science has taken his body, and Jesus has taken his soul,
And all that's left where this old man was
Is just a giant gaping emptiness that will never again be full.
What do I do when my reason for life is gone?
What do I do when I'm expected to carry on?
What do I do?
What do I do?
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Hey Man
01:43
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Hey man, there's something I've been meaning to tell you for a while now.
Hey man, you're a good friend, I thought that you might understand.
But if you don't want to hang out anymore, I guess that's cool.
Hey man, I know where your parents stand.
I don't want to freak you out, I'm not gonna try anything.
I just couldn't keep it a secret anymore.
I hope things can be the same, I don't want an awkward situation.
I just want some friendship - isn't that what friends are for?
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When I'm Dead
02:39
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When I'm dead
They won't remember my name
I'll be that guy who wrote that song that everybody though was clever
When I'm dead
I'll be the man who could have moved the world
If only they had given me the proper sort of lever
Half of them will toast my memory
And half will heap some curses on my head
And there'll be laughing, there'll be screaming,
There'll be talking, there'll be dreaming,
But there won't be any crying when I'm dead
When I'm dead
Shoot my ashes into space,
Dump my ashes in the ocean, bake my ashes in a cake
When I'm dead
Bury me next to my true love,
Bury me under the plum tree, see what difference it makes
Half will raise there glasses with a smile
And half will shake their disapproving heads
And there'll be laughing, there'll be screaming,
There'll be hoping, there'll be scheming,
But there won't be any crying when I'm dead
No no no, don't mourn for me, bumblebee
I'm just a vibrating string
Don't you know vibrations always fade away
But sometimes the echoes linger for a little while
And that's all I can hope for
That's all anyone can hope for
That's all I can hope for when I'm dead
And half of them will toast my memory
And half will heap some curses on my head
And there'll be laughing, there'll be screaming,
There'll be talking, there'll be dreaming,
But there won't be any crying when I'm dead
No I won't take no crying when I'm dead
So if I catch you crying when I'm dead
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