1. |
Talent for You
02:58
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I’ve been noting all the things that you do
I’ve got a talent for you
you’re graceful under pressure baby
And you know it’s true
you make me proud of you, you, you
Chorus:
I’ve got a talent for you
It’s this thing I can do
reflect your beauty to you
showing you that you’re true
Verse 2:
Saddle up the bike and we’ll take a ride
to the nature park by the treatment plant.
I know it’s hard, bud, but we’ve got to try
to do what we can and forget what we can’t can’t
Verse 3:
No one can say that it’s been easy
no one knows when it will be done
but I’m seeing you baby
for the wonder you are
and I’m not the only one, one, on
Final Chorus:
I've got a talent for you
and you know it's true
Love isn’t something you say
love is something you do
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2. |
Believe Your Eyes
04:20
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Gonna run through the streets
Gonna Splash in the gutter
Gonna chase our own tails
until we turn into butter
after
stop talking Overton windows when the whole house is gone
stop rewarding bad faith
they don't care if they're wrong
gonna try and we'll fail
in spectacular fashion
but even the losers
sometimes get some action
lyrics
Believe your eyes
Believe your eyes
Believe your eyes
[chorus]
I'm buying he's buying she's buying
we are all buying hydroxychloroquine
I'm flying he's flying she's flying
we're all flying hydroxychloroquine
What's the difference I asked
as he cut pills into lines
between that sweet hydroxy
and the other chloroquines
He cast the twitchier eye upon me
No difference at all
the fiend said to me
perplexed he continued sarcastically
antimalarial dust dotting his lip
an atom is just an atom
until that atom is split
Shit
Believe your eyes
Believe your eyes
Believe your eyes
(chorus)
Regeneron, remdisivir the powerful
Save for their friends
Me and your mama get hydroxychloroquine
Don't pretend
We're gonna pack up a picnic
we're gonna sit on the sidewalk
Gonna stare at the people
And comment on their stylings
Gonna browse in the shops
With no intention of buying.
Gonna live and let live,
left for dyin’.
Believe your eyes,
believe your eyes,
believe your eyes
Why fight it we can’t ever win.
Shit from Shinola, hydroxychloroquine
you and me are numbers on the margin
wait for something shiny
forget again
(chorus)
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3. |
Well, She Said
03:27
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Verse1:
Ray, she said
you have to stop treating me like
you have nothing to lose.
I said Honey, I’ve never strayed at all
except for the booze.
Well, she played it like
I was being funny
and of course I played along
but I knew that somewhere even then
she knew she wasn’t wrong.
I was listening to the jukebox
when they turned the bar sign down
and I left my keys with Rhonda
and stumbled out into the town
I fumbled for my cell phone
cause I thought she might be sore
I had turned down the ringer
avoiding her like all those times before
I was trying to get my sober on
thinking maybe I’d get laid
but the message light was blinking
and this is what it said
[chorus]Chorus:
Well, she said I was wrong about you
well, she said I shouldn’t’ve cut you all that slack
well, she said I can do without you
well, she said
I’m not coming back
My eyes popped fully open then
suddenly aware of the rain
And I thought of every argument we’d ever had
and how they’d mostly been about the same
Tears ran down my cheeks right then
running hot against the air
and i knew I’d just let her down again
and be treating her unfair
But I steeled myself right then and there
to feel I's the one who won
But deep down I knew I was the same selfish boy I’d been
when we’d begun
[chorus]
All those times when I thought I was getting away with something
She was getting away from me
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4. |
Lean2
02:38
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Rickety bones rollin'
don't owe a story to anyone
Bruised and brutal broke and broken loose frame of an unbuilt house
Deep grass to the water below
You're gonna make me when you go
Chorus
Go by feelin
Lean into it
If you mean to stay
Lean into it
Blow away
Our magic places,
became these tragic spaces
barely here
A wisp of smoke
telling the same joke
Waiting for the blow
That's gonna make me when you go
We're all fools, on the same ship
but everyone is on their own trip.
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5. |
Haunted
04:09
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Gotta take a break
take a break away from me
Can’t stand the place my head
has gotten
Don’t want to feel so mean and sad
don’t want to be so cynical
some days I’m not even trying
Time to unplug and play
turn my eyes some other way
Before i get to
the bottom.
You know it's hard
and how empty it can seem
I just want to be flying
Chorus
I don't believe it’s the house that’s haunted.
it's just that ghost that you wanted
Verse 2
Stuck in a rabbit hole
of my own design
spending all this time
chasin’ my tail again
I’m not the man that my computer thinks I am
and I’ma kick his ass if I ever find him
Who can I blame but me
that they keep showin’ me what I want to see
surely there’s no profit in keeping me
as anger-y as I can be
the man in the computer
says I’m trippin’
There you go, I'm agreein’ with myself again
CHORUS
Verse 3
Femember it was said
Live and work anywhere
Thing is when I get there
I’m still bringing my own public square
Can't find what I'm looking for
will I find it there
Cut the signal from the noise
So thirsty thirsty thirsty
Every step is harder
Another little shove
Feel I'm moving farther
From what I love
Is it farther from what I love
is it farther from what I love?
I'm not sure it's the house that's Haunted
Maybe the ghost is what you wanted
I'm not sure it's the house that's haunted
by what you is or what you undid
Hollow ho low low low
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6. |
Moon is Down
01:42
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The moon is down
the moon is down
dropped below the far horizon
and all these rocks are layin’ ‘round
the moon is down
the moon is down
The moon is gone
the moon is gone
there is nobody come to save us
there’s no airdrop from the sky
there is only you and I
the moon is gone
the moon is gone
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7. |
Foolish Sun
03:36
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You may think you know it now
You may think you've got the answer
You may think it'll all come easy
You might never think that again.
You might never expand your world
beyond when you were a kid
You might never know nostalgia
never regret what you never did.
Chorus:
I know it seems nobody knows nothing
not you, even you
The world falls apart reflexes kick in
they do
the one you are when nobody’s looking
is true
Their ideas don't fall from the sky
There are things dropped on your head.
They're things you can't remember
There are things I wish you did
There might never come a moment
That you ever wanna give up
There might never come a moment
That you'd know what I'm talkin' about
(chorus)
Things will change from the way they’ve been
but that foolish sun comes up again.
You won't die in a shooting.
You won't die in a war
You might just forget your wallet
You might never make it to the car
You may find it on the end table
That sits behind the door
You may reach your full potential
You may find what you're looking for.
(chorus)
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8. |
The Moon Knows
02:55
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We're not the same as when we’d begun.
There's nothing new under the sun,
but the moon knows
and we can’t go back.
Who can say what we should’ve done.
There's nothing new under the sun,
but the moon knows
and we can’t go back
We won’t go back
Nothing un-happens
We won’t go back
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9. |
nowhere
04:30
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Verse 1:
Glaciers fall into the sea
and the mountains become deserts
and we still don’t know,
we still don’t know
how to talk about it
Chorus: Nowhere
Verse 2:
Gonna ride the volcano
gonna step back and watch it blow,
gonna ride the earthquake that I don’t know is comin’
and when I’m feelin’ empty and low
alone in the desert
and you never show or I don’t know
how to get to you
Verse 3:
And I know it in my soul
it’s a world of pain
but i still believe i must believe
there’s something bigger than this
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10. |
(Our love is) Plastic
03:31
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Our love is plastic
It will live a million years
After we are gone
I'm not being sarcastic
Our love is a broken flashlight
except that it shines on.
Our love is plastic
It's humbling
to see it plainer
You touch eternity
With every container
Plastic
Plastic plastic plastic
Our love is the a-bomb
Pretend to understand
What we can't control
Leaking all over it might
Decompose but how could anyone know.
Worried about the future
Worried yeah about the war
Worried about the weather
And not as some metaphor
It's not a metaphor. Not anymore.
What is Made
And cannot be Unmade?
Plastic
Plastic plastic plastic.
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11. |
Wildfire Season
04:18
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Verse 1.
Wildfire Season is over
the summerfolk have all left town
I’m not seeing your shadow
I'll see your car and lay low
when I know
you’re around
Verse 2
They'll all come back
for the summer
They'll all be back when the storms are gone
They'll have their fun at the mansion
By the lakeside
Then they'll leave it empty again
When summer is done.
Verse 3
You always go back to your city
you’ve gone back to your comfortable and stable life.
There are times I'll remember
and feel foolish
For ever thinking
you could choose otherwise
Chorus
You always had it wrong
i get it though
there’s all kinds of things
you’ll never have to know
after all the years
I still can’t see
How was there a time you were
right down here with me
I’m rough I’m dirty
born in this mud
first came the fire
then come the flood
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12. |
Lazy Writing
03:52
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It's 2020 and death has
Fallen over Italy {or maybe Spain}
Iike a mist
Javier the silent killer
Makes a grab for his list
8 names that are there
The last of his work
Along flowered balcony crept
while the town cried out or slept
Javier the silent killer
The best and close to the end
The veil of disease
Had closed their eyes to him
But nothing could keep his prize from him
One and two went down easy
3 and 4 were a fight.
But 4 rings in his pocket
Not a bad first night
chorus:
There is a killer at work
who doesn't understand
another silent killer
is stalking this land.
Lamentations, cries of pain
Fill the air of Italy or maybe Spain
V2
You see he's kind of a Mack the Knife
Midnight rambler type, but with a twist
Spanish or Italian the killer was sly
Were you to see him you'd never think
That's the guy
This string was the last job
He was getting close
Dream retirement in the Poconos
He was the best
He'd not slowed a bit
But even Spanish or Italian killers
Get too old for this…(shut your mouth)
such lazy writing
Number 5 looked like honey
Number 6 looked like fear
Number 7 looked like too much wine
Number 8 looked like trouble
he circled back later time.
chorus:
There is a killer at work
who doesn't understand
another killer
stalks the land.
Lamentations, cries of pain
Fill the air of Italy or maybe Spain
V3:
Javy knew he had no time to waste
He noticed he couldn't smell or taste
He saw all his victims the police did find
they said dead of Covid and it blew his mind
They couldn't trace the poison,
but he left something else behind
There was more than one silent killer in the land
And now it was Javy's time.
One last body for the police to find
The killer was body number 9
He was the best
Up to any task
but the cocky-ass killer
should've worn a mask.
Chorus:
There is a killer at work
who doesn't understand
another silent killer
is stalking this land.
Lamentations, cries of pain
Fill the air of Italy or maybe Spain
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13. |
This Song is All Chorus
05:06
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Verse 1
When they say you reap what you sow
we didn't plant this
Kiss the glass goodbye.
We all stood witness.
We've all got our part to play
in this bad faith show again.
You’ll believe, I guess,
whatever you want,
but I’m tired of inheriting
someone else's whirlwind
Chorus:
What sense pretending
everybody’s world is always ending
sitting still, waiting for an apology
waiting for the rain
Verse 2
Gliding over the inferno on balsa wings.
hear the tinkle of glass
hear the ice breaking the trees
Here we are
At the center of everything
Waiting for doom
Through the ceiling.
(chorus)
3rd verse
Just my thinking, but
I guess it's true
It ain't down to me or you
The pain don’t care
your point of view
when it finally falls
likely soak us all
[breakdown]
ooh the rain
[coda]
And now it's over, all over
it's all coming to an end.
Over all over
it's all coming to an end.
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14. |
HappyRock Coffee
01:12
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The lyrics are secret
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Luke Hollywood Gladstone, Oregon
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