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Hey,
what do you see?
Is there a void to fill?
Is there a vacancy?
There's no hope in hoping
no secret for coping
these days
Hey,
you can't abide
by the wishful thought
and the brighter side
by smile purveyors
and have a nice day-ers
I say
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Hey,
you've kicked and tried
to shake the gloom
to turn the tide
with more pills to swallow
and gurus to follow
in vain
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Dreams don't come true
no matter what you say
no matter what you do
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
You're just a target
in a shooting gallery
Modern life will pull you down
there's no way to break free
Tell your inner Norman Vincent Peale
that he just can't win
Take this to heart
and your life can begin
Life can begin
Dreams don't come true
no matter what you say
no matter what you do
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Improve your life
through the power of negative thinking
Thinking...thinking...thinking...
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Hey, sorrow
where have you been?
Have you come to show me
that tortured face once again?
Hey, sorrow
it's been a while
Have you come all this way
just to curse me and take back my smile?
'Cause lately it's good times
I'm finished with bad times
the medicine has seen me through
Yeah lately it's good times
Got no time for bad times
I want nothing to do with you
Hey, Sorrow
no, you can't come in
'cause I'm finely starting to feel good
in my own skin
Hey, Sorrow
oh, she's been so good to me
Don't lead me to do all the things
that cause her such misery
'Cause lately it's good times
I'm finished with bad times
the medicine has seen me through
Yeah lately it's good times
Got no time for bad times
I want nothing to do with you
Ohh oh oh oh oh oh...
And one of these days
I'm gonna turn my back on you forever
and Dysthymia
won't touch me again
Hey, Sorrow
if we play by your rules
It's not a matter of if
it's when I return to blue
Hey, Sorrow
if we play by your rules
It's not a matter of if
it's when I return to blue
Ohh oh oh oh oh oh...
Dysthymia
Dysthymia
Dysthymia...
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Pushing Years
03:53
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Four in the morning
a panic is dawning
you're wondering
where the years have gone
The only sensation
is of utter stagnation
Have you made a dent
since the day you were born?
You say, "One of these days
I will change my ways
I will turn this ship around"
But one desperate night
you just lost all your fight
it left without a sound
The days you have wasted
the sorrows you've tasted
they matter less
than where you go from here
But time passes by
without mercy so try
to get off your back
before it disappears
You say, "One of these days
I will change my ways
I will turn this ship around"
But one desperate night
you just lost all your fight
it left without a sound
Know that you'll be nothing in the end
that don't mean you can't be something now
A life is not a life until it's lived
So place your feet on the ground
One of these days
I will change my ways
I will turn this ship around
But one desperate night
you just lost all your fight
it left without a sound
Four in the morning
a panic is dawning
you're wondering
where the years have gone
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A Town Called Nowhere
04:39
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I drove the whole night through
left it all in my rear view
But I ended up
in a town called Nowhere
I had to get away
from what I cannot say
But I ended up in a town
called Nowhere
A lonely town of yesterdays
of empty streets and sad cafes
Those lights called out to me
blinded me to my misery
But I ended up in a town
called Nowhere
A lonely town of yesterdays
of empty streets and sad cafes
I had to get away
from what I cannot say
but I ended up in a town
called Nowhere
A lonely town of yesterdays
of empty streets and sad cafes
A lonely town of yesterdays
of empty streets and sad cafes
I drove the whole night through
left it all in my rear view
But I ended up
in a town called Nowhere
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This Married Life
04:37
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I've got a bone to pick
I've got a bone to pick with you
I've got an axe to grind
I want to to grind it out with you
Resentments build
and feelings get hurt
but still I want to remove your skirt
I've got a bone to pick
I've got a bone to pick with you
Take a slice
of this of this of this married life
Take a slice
of this of this of this married life
I can see your point of view
when I'm on top of you
Are we more likely to agree
when you're on top of me?
Somehow together
somehow tonight
Here in this bedroom
we'll make it right
I've got a bone to pick
I've got a bone to pick with you
Take a slice
of this of this of this married life
Take a slice
of this of this of this married life
Now the slights and fights
don't mean a thing
when all you're wearing
is your wedding ring
The slights and fights
don't mean a thing
when all you're wearing
is your wedding ring
And if we
could bridge this space
Oh, the world would be a different place
the world would be a different place
the world would be a different place
the world would be a different place....
She said the way to her heart
is not through the bedroom
She said the way to her heart
is not through the bedroom….
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You can't teach an old dog
much of anything
Oh, no
So here I lie
Here I lie
Surrounded by the objects
that will carry me
Oh, oh
until I die
until I die
and you....
You will find me
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
An indie band
with a 24 syllable name
Well...maybe...oh
but then again,
then again
I'd rather stick an
ice pick in my brain
then endure one more
precious refrain
a precious refrain
and you.....
You will find me
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
You will find me
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
I'm not impressed
I'm not impressed
I'm not impressed
The future is here and I am not impressed
Everything these days make me so depressed
With Buproprion, ill will and Morrissey
rotting in my comfort zone is where you'll find me
Where you'll find me
And you will find me
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
dead in my comfort zone
I'm not impressed
I'm not impressed
I'm not impressed
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7. |
Fight Song
04:08
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Johnny come down
and stand your ground
if you don't like what you see
There's opulence, excess
the rich in the tasteless
but they'll have to go through you and me
Cause the CEO's salary
is higher than all of
Estonia's GDP
From the safest of houses
they register rancor
for the ‘slobs’ out in the street
For the ‘slobs’ in the street
No, you can't stop us now
we're never going back again
No you can't stop us now
‘cause we're never going back
no we're never going back
to every man for himself
every man for himself
Johnny come down
and stand your ground
if you don't like what you see
they demonize labor
they spit on the worker
rewriting history
Well it's divide and conquer
it's brother v brother
born of heads filled with concrete
From the safest of houses
they register rancor
for the ‘slobs’ out in the street
For the ‘slobs’ in the street
No, you can't stop us now
we're never going back again
No you can't stop us now
‘cause we're never going back
no we're never going back
to every man for himself
Every man for himself
Every man for himself
Every man for himself
Every man for himself...
No, you can't stop us now
we're never going back again
No you can't stop us now
because we're
never going back again
No, you can’t stop us now
we’re never going back again
No, you can’t stop us now
‘cause we’re never going back again
No, you can’t stop us now
‘cause we’re never going back again
No, you can’t stop us now
‘cause we’re never going
no we’re never going
back again
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Dorothy, we love you, Dorothy
a five foot nothing
female Christ figure
from New York City
Your mother died
and the rest is history
Ink and scotch and wounded men
a Trinity
Sentiment
was not your cup of tea
Wisecracking all the way
to Calvary
Suicide
attempts one, two and three
the cross you bore
would have brought most anyone to her knees
to her knees
You weren’t wrong about anything
and time has only made it clear
You weren’t wrong about anything
and time has only made it
time has only made it clear
Dorothy, were you God’s gift, Dorothy?
A giant brain
and all your pain
for their money
Dorothy, oh we need you, Dorothy
from your mouth
the sharpest sword on society
on society
You weren't wrong about anything
and time has only made it clear
You weren't wrong about anything
and time has only made it -- time has only made it clear
The world you left
is much worse for the wear
celebrities and rising seas
for all we care
You weren't wrong about anything
and time has only made it clear
You weren't wrong about anything
and time has only made it -- time has only made it clear
You weren't wrong about anything
and time has only made it clear
You weren't wrong about anything
and time has only made it -- time has only made it clear
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9. |
Suburban Lady
04:34
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Suburban lady
gold SUV
No care in the world
looking so lovely
A fresh pedicure
says what you need to know
tucked elegantly
into her Manolo
Suburban lady
whitest of concerns
the privilege flows
and the money burns
What happened to
that undergrad degree?
Twenty years passed
with her curiosity
In the grand scheme of things
is it so very wrong
to spend an entire life
at not nothing much at all?
Why suffer?
Why despair?
Just pass the days
without a care
Suburban lady
fairy tale come true
But still so much longing
don’t know what to do
Thread counts and day spas
a life they do not make
Oh, how could it be?
There must be some mistake
All the money in the world
It could never fill this hole
All the money in the world
It could never still
all this desire
So much desire
so much desire
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Hanging On A Name
03:20
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There’s a time in life
when you lose the spark
in the empty hallways
of the heart
Living is a divide of science and art
and you can’t keep mind and body apart
Bury me when the desire is gone
or feed me to the flame
‘Cause I don’t want these skin and bones
just hanging on a name
The body is nothing
without the attitude
Where you go
depends on the mood
Yes, it all ends up so crude
hope not to cease before you conclude
If passion’s light starts to dim
before the storm is through
Just tuck me into my nightly bed
until the morning’s hue
Put the pennies on my eyes
gather round say your goodbyes
Thunder and lightening
rage outside as I lay
I sing to leave
or I sing to stay
tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow betray
the shadow above the day to day
So maybe there is or maybe there's not
something of a sturdy plot
Stay in the wings or play your part
before that heavy curtain drops
And all of this could all be for naught
like a key in your pocket for some old lock
You’re beaten by
the hands of the clock
God is time
and he says stop
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These Happy Days
04:49
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I've picked out my headstone
I've broken my cell phone
on purpose because I am through
This life has shown me
everything it can show me
I reckon there's nothing new
It's not that I'm lazy
though they’ll all think I'm crazy
it's just that I'm feeling tired
I'll sit in this arm chair
'til the gray claims my sad hair
and get on with the uninspired
Hey, these happy days
they come and go so slowly, oh so slowly
Oh, these happy days
I've plunked down my savings
on a rest home vacation
I’ll stay til my time is through
It's no matter I'm 31
there can still be a bit of fun
in the midst of the afternoon
I'll make love to the nurses
as shiny black hearses
carry my friends away
My dining companions
are headed for canyons
far beyond the day-to-day
Hey, these happy days
they come and go so slowly oh so slowly
Oh, these happy days
Babel my friend
you're looking fit
you've bettered your time today
But that stopwatch
around your neck
is tick tick ticking away
Poor man he's resisting
contorting and twisting
against the unbearable and awful decay
So sit down on this bench, my man
and let it all drift away, let it all drift away
I can't live
when I'm dying
so why bother trying
we're all headed for the grave
And one day I awake to see
Babel hanging from a tree
he could no longer hold the charade
Then Mireille appears
as her final day nears
we journey to Normandy
At life and death’s convening
I discover some meaning
in the tears she cries into the sea
into the sea
Hey, these happy days
they come and go so slowly oh so slowly
Oh, these happy days
Hey, these happy days
they come and go so slowly oh so slowly
Oh, these happy days
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12. |
Albert
04:09
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Maybe
there is no meaning
but we do it
all for love
And although
our time is waning
we do it
all for love
The leaves are gold
and the sky has turned from gray
And the darkest night
is met by the brightest day
One day
there will be nothing
but we do it
all for love
The leaves are gold
and the sky has turned from gray
and the darkest night
is met by the brightest day
I will rise
and I will fall
I will stand
to face it all
And all is well
and my heart is full
and despite the impossibility
of life the one thing that will carry me
is love
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