1. |
Ex-Girlfriend In A Coma
03:16
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the kids are at it in the parking lot
with their shirts off, don't stop
we love disco!
oh, you think you're happy
oh, you think you're so smart
you think you're clever
oh, you think you're falling apart
they love like we love
they kiss and we kiss god i'm so sure
they're on drugs that make you live forever
always nineteen, blonde, and wasted
let's call it art
let's call it something new
we'll burn bright as moths
sell out, die, and fall down laughing
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don't clap your hands or i'll die in a plane crash
don't sing along or i'll overdose
i know you want me
wrapped in plastic
'what a shame, got their first album, i love that song where he goes..'
i'm going to fall apart
in a sea of broken synthesizers
i'm going to walk out while it's still playing
kick drum, snare drum, kick drum, snare drum
you left us on the bedroom floor with our headphones on
you left ringing in our ears
we saw it coming
i'm sure you knew
we raised you so high, you had to come down
i'm going to fall apart
in a sea of four-track tape hiss
i'm going to walk out while it's still playing
kick drum, snare drum, kick drum, snare drum, oh
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3. |
You Make It Easy
03:11
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yeh, i've had my heart broken
but not by lovers
only pop songs
and late-night tv
but still i've fallen
under your sorcery
but still im happy
just to be
you make it easy
I came to this city
walking tall
though its not a swagger
it's a limp
you showed me your beauty
but the sweetness lies within
and all my love songs
turn into hymns
you make it easy
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every day i wake up drowning
you're a sinking ship, i'm a ghost
so kiss me in the dark
and for one heavenly second i'm alive
just to die in your arms, singing
do de do de do de do
someone
do de do de do de do
needs you
oh, let's play sixties pop stars
you be ronny, i'll be phil
and we'll sing 'baby, i love you'
in perfect three-track mono
til i'm almost certainly convinced
you've hidden a seven-inch playing
oh, but you say rock 'n roll's
a crutch for those
who can't control themselves
from singing, dancing, and playing, la la la
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5. |
(On Beauty)
01:48
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6. |
Dozier-Holland-Dozier
03:01
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write me off a a latecomer, yeh
missed the first, second, third revivals
still i can feel it
i can't say anything new
i cant say anything
we can still strum the same chords
we can still sing the same notes
we can still write the same songs
we can still make the same noise
we can still strum the same chords
we can still sing the same notes
we can still write the same songs
we can still make the same noise
we love the sixties like it was the eighties
we love the day-glo echo chambers
still i can feel it
in the grooves of these ones and zeros
we can still write the same songs
we can still sing the same notes
we can still strum the same chords
we can still make the same noise
we can still sing the same notes
we can still write the same songs
we can still strum the same chords
we can still make the same noise
this has all been synthesized, yeh
sampled and digitized, yeh
still i can feel it
we gotta move to get the idea
we can still strum the same chords
we can still write the same songs
we can still sing the same notes
we can still make the same noise
we can still write the same songs
we can still strum the same chords
we can still sing the same notes
we can still make the same noise
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let's start this off presuming its been done better a thousand times before
by better actors, perfect bodies, sharper wits, and all that
lets study every rhyme, every brushstroke
for a glimpse of meaning
stretch these clumsy metaphors to sing
stop wasting my time
you know you're perfect
i know you're perfect for me
so get on now
surely
we've got better things to do
than to sit here arguing 'bout who'll make the first move
how come you never let me down
how could you never let me down
and maybe
i was right after all
but i appreciate
the second chance
the angry teenage truth
is that everything is moot
and the best song's always
the one you're singing
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8. |
I Guess The Kids Are OK
03:31
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this is a car crash
i am a new flame
cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
focus, focus
tear down the spotlights
real is the new fake
this is not right, this is not right
cut cords, set fire to flashlights
shut down the airwaves
forget your new name
we need torches, we need torches
hey man, we've got it made
oh california, oh st. sebastian
oh kelly deal 3000
shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
focus, focus
no truth, no chemicals
hey, hey
we are the one
this is the north coast
this is the new wave
whisper quiet
shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
no truth, no chemicals
hey, hey
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9. |
Can't
05:02
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i know what you're thinking
even when you don't
bent up and broken down
lying on gravel by the side of the road
people
like to live their lives with eyes closed
i'll take your blinders off
and step out into the night
you've got something
that i can't explain
don't know what i want
i only what i need
i'll take you out of this place
away from the sun
lay down
and look up at the stars
people
have no idea what's going on
we'll leave them in the dark
they're happier that way
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10. |
How To Be (Again)
02:36
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hold
me underwater
breathe
well drink 'til we drown
you and i
floating on solid ground
i'm a boat
youre an island
oh, la la la la
i can be who you want
i can be who you need
i can be who you want
i can only be me
i can be who you want
i can be who you need
yes, i'm only, only..
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11. |
Summertime
02:50
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i'm ok for the weekend
hey hey hey
a little peace for your lovely
no no no
i can't leave you
in the summertime
say goodbye to the new wave
hey hey hey
white belt but it's grass-stained
no no no
i can't leave you
in the summertime
oh, oh, oh, oh, right
so you've written a novel
hey hey hey
on the bare backs of this town
no no no
i can't leave you
in the summertime
i'm in love with the city
hey hey hey
shout down to the pavement
no no no
i can't leave you
in the summertime
oh, oh, oh, yeh, right
and this is my final
trip to your door
and all in all in all
i'm waiting for your
kiss between my lips between my
it's so easy to cry
all and all and all
i'm waiting for your light
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