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A Lovely View
04:21
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I walked into your store. I watched you folding clothes until…
I couldn't take it any more.
Can'tcha come and fold your clothes in my room?
Can'tcha come and fold your clothes in my room?
I came into your corner bar. You were back there mixing drinks.
I didn't order anything--but I couldn't help but think:
Can'tcha come and mix your drinks in my room?
Can'tcha come and mix your drinks in my room?
My room is two blocks south of here. We can come black out in here.
You were living your life. I was watching you.
You were right on course. I was passing through.
And I asked myself, "If not me, then who?"
Won'tcha come over and live your life in my room?
Won'tcha come over and live your life in my room?
My place is small, but there's a lovely view
You should come over and live your life in my room.
My place is small, but there's a lovely view
You should come over and live your life in my room.
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Park Bench
03:28
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They're gettin' so far ahead, I'm falling too far behind
I don't want what's mine, I must be out of my head
Some days…oooh….oooh…
And I'm not even close to getting what I desire
There's a dwindling fire, can we drive up the coast
Some day?
Every town I travel to I try to find the perfect park bench
Envisioning a far-off afternoon
When we meet, you think, for coffee, but then, but then, I say…
It's surprisingly cold for this time of the season
Only I know the reason, only you will be told
Some day
Every European city that I get to go to makes a case
To be the setting of the final scene
Of a film I think is definitely French
It ends on a park bench
And there's love all around me
But some days…
That's all I can say
But some day
Some day
oooh…
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The American Sky
03:29
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He loves the sound of his voice in spring
And he, of course, adores his metaphors
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
And I'm gonna tell you what's more
He sees his glorious rights, his choice, his freedom…
Up in the sky! They are flying
With the wind. The AMERICAN wind
Up in the sky. Oh, so beautiful!
Up in the sky. The AMERICAN sky
And he detests the opposing view
That seeps through his broken window
'Cause he wants to see
His colorful expressions
Climb the purple mountains…
And rise up in the sky! Now they're flying
It doesn't matter who's dying
The sun and moon are satisfied
And he bought his son a telescope
To view his father's twinkling talking points up in the sky
Up in the sky! So beautiful
Up in the sky! The AMERICAN sky
Oh, up in the sky! Oh, so beautiful!
Up in the sky. The AMERICAN sky
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Dozing In The Crypt
02:58
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He'd never go down with the ship
He's likely dozing in the crypt
And he'll take what he can get
I bet he's jonesing for a fix
But he's not licked yet, he said
No, he's not licked yet, no no, he's not licked yet
And then he gave us all the slip
And now he's dozing in the crypt
Trying to keep from getting wet
As it goes drip, drip, drip
But he's not licked yet, no no
No he's not licked yet, he said, he's not licked yet
It's not as bad as it looks
You gotta trust me on this one, he said
It's not as bad as it looks it is
It's not as bad as it is
He's just dozing in the crypt
This is just temporary, he said
He's just on holiday in hell. All's well.
It's not the plague, he's not that sick
So don't you cut him to the quick
It's what they used to call the grippe
And it goes drip, drip, drip
But he's not licked yet, down there
No he's not licked yet, he swears
But he's not licked yet, down there
He's not licked yet
He'll never go down with the ship
He's only dozing in the crypt
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Jesus! It was so good to see you
We just ran…we just ran out of time
It really did fly by
And mama! It was so sweet to be with you
We just ran…we just ran out of time
But the memories are mine
And time…time won't take our times…away
And loss…loss can't make me lose…what I gained from knowing you
I know…I could talk all over you
We just ran…we just ran out of time
Laughing into the night
And time…time won't take our times…away
And loss...loss can't make me lose…what I gained from loving you
The passing…of time won't take our times…away
And loss…can't make me lose what I gained…
what I gained…because of you
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The Waves
04:15
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The waves lap at the shore
The days pass and the shore
Is neglected by night
While the waves reflect the moonlight
I've been the shore
I've been the shore before
I want to be the waves
I feel the allure
The shore bears a heavy load
Beaten and battered 'til it finally erodes
But the waves can recede, or approach at will
Ripple gently, then be still
I've decided…to be the waves, and not the shore
Like Poseidon…I'll be out in the waves, not washed up on shore
Static and stepped on, losing more ground every year
Or rising and rolling…perfectly clear…
I've decided…to be the waves, and not the shore
Like Poseidon, I side with the waves
I've been the shore. I've been the shore before.
I want to be the waves, and not the shore
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There's too much affection in this world
There's too much affection in this world
With all the musculature, and all the curls
There's too much affection in this world
I would like to love you, but who has the time?
And I see what you're saying…boy, that's a nice try
but there's
Too much affection in this world
There's too much affection in this world
I'd really like…to give you a whirl
But there's too much affection in this world
Already too much affection in this world
I might only see the good side of you
Just one night, traveling through
So clever, so sweet, and so fine, too
But first impressions can be untrue
besides
There's too much affection in this world
There's too much affection in this world
I want to wear you out like a string of pearls
But there's too much affection in this world
Already too much affection in this world
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8. |
Exposure
04:14
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Overact. Overlap. Overblow, overgrown, overthrown. It's over!
Overstated. Overrate, overripe, overpriced. It's over!
Nobody knows ya, you need some exposure
(People die from exposure!)
Yeah, but everybody knows that
Nobody knows ya, you need some exposure
(People die from exposure!)
Yeah, but everybody knows: It's over!
It's over!
Oversight, overbite, overnight. It's over!
Overdraft, overcast, overpass. It's all over!
Nobody knows ya, you need some exposure
(People die from exposure!)
Yeah, but everybody knows that
Nobody knows ya, you need some exposure
(People die from exposure!)
Yeah, but everybody knows: It's over!
It's over!
Overflow, overload. It's over!
Overreach, oversleep. It's over!
Overview, overdue. It's over!
Overpay, overplay, overstay. Everybody knows: It's over!
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9. |
Cowboy
04:33
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Two straight days of waking up at seven
Gonna treat myself and sleep 'til eleven
Kinda feel like I've been hit by a truck:
Eighteen wheels of good wine and bad luck
I could see giving up music…but DRINKING?! But drinking?
This conversation's getting out of hand
It used to be about the drinking, man
My doctor says I should watch it with the band
You know, I've always had a gift for it
And it always elevates my mood
I just know that drinking is my calling
It's what I was put on this Earth to do
But music distorts my vision
Gives me unrealistic ambitions
And I'm tired of all the revisions
Tonight, I'm on a mission
I could see giving up music…but DRINKING?! But drinking?
Why would I quit on something so divine?
I'd be fine in a world with no eighth notes
If I had fifths, and I had wine
You know, I think I'll keep both vices
I'll sing you a song, as long as the ice is
To the top of the bucket in your hotel room
And I'll take the doom if you take the gloom
But if I break out the Fender, you better take out the blender
'Cause it's almost happy hour, let's drink a toast to those with willpower
And if you think you're gonna get me singin'
You'd better make with the slingin', cowboy…
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I can't believe I got to do this with you
The days we had, and all the nights, too
And all the while we knew, It wasn't like we had no clue
We knew what was comin' 'round the bend
The show must go on, and then the show must end
It won't amount to tragedy
I recommend it actually
Know that nothing's permanent, squeeze everything you can from it
Embrace it as a real godsend
The show must go on, and then the show must end
The last song has to be your best
The closer's gotta beat the rest
You'll close your eyes as you play the last song
You'll open your eyes to find everybody gone
I hope that when it's over we'll be friends
The show must go on, but then the show must end
ah…
It was all a blur, a lost weekend
You won't see it coming, but the show will end
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The Claudettes Chicago, Illinois
The Claudettes stare down dark personal and national moods, seizing high times on the road and on their best album yet. Piano is still the core of the Claudettes' music, but Berit Ulseth's sublime vocals steal the spotlight on the band's fifth release. Produced by Grammy winner Ted Hutt, this richly atmospheric album conjures images of Julie London and Allen Toussaint in a '60s hot-rod band. ... more
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