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Most Dangerous Star
03:25
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Creep like Cinderella no need for an umbrella with you, you are the most dangerous star.
When you wake up extra early, but you're still in a hurry, what can you do, you are the most dangerous star.
You gentleman of the highest order, you rich men can't afford her, she's free, just like me.
She's Canada's greatest sinner, walker her home after dinner which was free, just like me.
There's burglars in the cellar, those laughing drunken feller's, don't they know, you are the most dangerous star.
And if your precious baby contracts pernicious rabies, what can you do, you are the most dangerous star.
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2. |
The Great Indoors
02:17
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When they put me away, will you visit me everyday?
Until I get better, will you write me love letters?
Like a lengthy chord in a mental ward, you are so hard to come by.
Don't go out when it's sunny on Sundays
Don't go to work to make money on Monday
and it's dinner for two on Tuesday
and I don't know what day it is today
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Ghost of a Chance
05:13
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I've got a new one and you got one too and with our new one will make the gray skies blue
and if we run out we'll simply run out to the store
we'll be all smiles all down the aiels, to the casher and then back here.
I've got a new one and you got one too and with our new ones, we'll make the old days new
And if we throw up we'll simply throw up our trembling hands, custards last dance
there'll be a pile that smell so vile and lingers on long before we are gone
I've got a new one and you got one too and with our new one will make the gray skies blue
This just in; it's not gonna be ok. Turn out we are evolving apart, though i'd call, but I got nothing to say good luck on your continent worlds away.
and if we pass out we'll simply pass out our deepest regrets so in the morning,
morning our last warnings, ghost of a chance here lays Jack Vance
I've got a new one and you got one too and with our new one we'll make the gray skies blue
Actually my friend everything alright you know what they say what do you wanna do, as long your paying we can hit up the store, only the poor ought to worry, I got no hurries anymore.
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4. |
Atypical Day
04:55
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On the other side of the river where I don't wanna be, I woke up to harassment and the prospects of a new day
There's beer in the snow ball, it looks like a mine, a few of them aren't empty, few of them were mine.
My car's still stuck but we're in luck there's another potluck just get in and be taken hostage for as long as it takes.
It's an atypical day
Who are we to make demands when the day is out of our hands?
Negotiation has all but stalled, say hi to me on the post office wall.
It's an atypical night who are we to put up a fight,
just get in and be take hostage for as long as it takes
It's an atypical day
Guess we'll sit around and wait
surrender to a drunken faith
give each other knowing looks
talk about more half read books
hostage for as long as takes
my life's become one big mistake
Even if the girls will never show, never will show never answer they're phones.
We'll be introduced to roommates, drug deals in the snowy suburbs of hell,
they're not loosing hope and this won't be done til I wake up on somebody's floor completely broke.
It's an a typical day
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5. |
Hemlock Row
03:55
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An armadillo in transylvania, in your picture show, a friend in of the family a friend in the know
I never drink before seven and I sleep in a tuxedo
and my chastaty belt was made in heaven from the skins of an ancient armadillo
now I sit here on the hemlock row, now you sit there in the front row
I'm a people person, we're people all for the birds, we'll celebrate baby jesus with the storks at the end of the word.
nothing up my sleeves but scars
there aint no people persons down at the north pole
there aint no christmas dinner just a big lump of coal
An armadillo in transylvania smashed up on the road, in the name of the euro union they turned all the ravens to crows.
When you wake up thursday evening, wearing my sunday clothes, come see the Thorazine shuffle in the Titicut show
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6. |
Mr. Popular
06:43
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I got it straight from the source
Went and bet on the wrong horse
Called me up for a couple of bucks
Last time he loaned money he went and bought a Mexican divorce
He wears a white linen suit and I've got holes in my shoes
He's reluctant as hell to split up the loot
Eating caviar in Belarus
Mail order brides on back order
Credit agencies in hot pursuit
I was a boy in the girl's bathroom when I met you
You pushed me to the mirror and you pulled me through...
It was pitch dark in the bedroom except for the glowing lights of a dozen cigarette cherries
Well it looks like I'm Mr. Popular tonight!
Mr. Popular... Mr. Popular...
My name's Mr. Popular. Who the fuck are you?
When Mr. Popular makes the scene he always makes a scene
He's dressed in a grin but it's wearing thin
Mr. Popular, if anyone asks.
Mr. Popular, read the lips on his mask.
I know it's hard to believe
So high on horse glue...
He's getting high on his horse
Head on the bar and an empty glass...
Strolled into the bar like a horse's ass
Framed for an impersonation of a priest!
On trial for a felony
Don't believe in monogamy
I got my own little philosophy!!
He'll be popular in the leper colony
Just can't hold a good man back
Twelve thousand roses and daffodil hips
Just striking poses to compliment malevolent quips
Says the headstone, "Get off my fool of ships."
He wears a white linen suit
And I've got holes in my shoes
He sent someone I've never seen
He says it's running keeps him lean
He walks the wide avenues like it's the alleys of Beruit
Says he writes for magazines
Doesn't care what it is you believe
He looks behind him on the streets
Avoids the manholes with his feet
He stays in public when we meet
Says he'll soon be off for Crete
Remember me? It's your old friend?
He says I can't quite remember when
Was it Laos, or was it in, perhaps, Tuileries, yes Les Jardins
He wears a white linen suit
And I've got holes in my shoes
He sent someone I've never seen
He says it's running keeps him lean
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7. |
Get Away Lane
04:23
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Don't need no get away driver, driving me insane, dont need no get away, I'm better off walking off in the pouring rain.
Had a dream without you, there's wormwood in the van, just cause I was sleeping there, don't mean we can't just be friends.
don't need no getaway driver, I'm better off looking for somebody else to blame
I've been looking for trouble, woke up early the day I died, just because they say I'm a drifter, doesn't mean I won't fin you one day.
don't need no getaway driver. just because nothings ever fair, don't mean the means justify the end, let say we're just friends.
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8. |
Twilight Of My Career
07:49
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Never seen this one before
But I think i know how it ends
Nothing really happens
Nothing changes but the lens
I'm sipping grin and tonic and take off is all set
Sittin between D.B. Cooper and a pretty young brunette
As the plane begins to lift off
She begins to drift off
My heart falls for her as her head falls to my shoulder
Could I get a walk on part in her dreams could it even be bolder
Outside the window a creature on the wing
Tips his hat as he starts to sing
You will hear my song as the plane goes down
You'll be allright once you hit the ground
We'll see who's paying for soft drinks in siberia
You'll wish you'd been blacklisted when you see the parts you get
Sellin coal on the black market baby
All the worlds gettin paid
tragedy is all the rage
A transcontinental greyhound bus I found
A flying jalopy and the jewel of the crown
Just going somewhere else to wander around
Might be raining beneath the clouds
You will hear my song as the plane goes down
You'll be allright once you hit the ground
In the spotlight so many lines
All the world's a cage
Everyman for himself
Women, children and lambs
First class, business class, burning class, steerage
Welcome the stormy seas
Just keep your eyes glued to the screen
One blink too many--Cooper wakes me up
Forget my dreams as Cooper says, "I don't mean to interrupt."
But I don't need no boxcutter, baby
Just smash your bombay bottle on this trashy TV screen
First order of business is to jettison things
For our last performance, my friend, we'll be living like kings
It'll be allright once we hit the ground
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Dead Cinema Portland, Oregon
A three record deal, that's gone south
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