1. |
Whiskey Bottle
04:22
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There she stands by the door
Eyes all red, hair all tangled
In a little house, in a big ole town
Tiny man in her hands
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna wither and fade
I don't wanna live my life
In a whiskey bottle
She drinks to my weakness
As well as my health
Says I don't like drinkin' all by myself
Tells me i'm wise
Tells me I'm strong
Says you're the best on my top shelf
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna wither and fade
I don't wanna live my life
In a whiskey bottle
I'm no god, at least not yet
Some things I can't forgive
Still I try, still I climb
back inside one more time
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna wither and fade
I don't wanna live my life
In a whiskey bottle
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2. |
Just To Talk To You
04:07
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I'd clean up my body
clear up my head
become a vegan, child
even give up bread
just to feast on your words
as they roll off your tongue
i'd give the rest of my senses
and keep only one
just to hear that
sweet sound comin through
I'd do about anything
just to talk to you
if i was a monkey
i'd beat a hollow log with a bone
if i was a cave man
i'd invent the telephone
i'd go to bed at midnight
mind all my p's and q's
get up early in the mornin'
walk a mile in high heeled shoes
i'd build a sailin ship
sail across the ocean blue
i'd learn a whole new language
just to talk to you
just to talk to you
i wanna take you out
buy you lunch
give you everything
if i were nothin
floatin in a sea of nothin
thinkin bout nothin in particular
doin nothin spectacular
feelin nothin much
except for maybe a touch
of restlessness
and loneliness
there'd be nothin stoppin me
nothin i couldn't do
i'd become god and create the universe
just to talk to you
just to talk to you
i wanna take you out
buy you lunch
give you everything
just to talk to you
just to talk to you
just to talk to you
just to talk to you
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3. |
Little Dark Angel
02:53
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Every night, you spread your wings
all your joy and suffering
Every night, you lay love down
Never quite enough to go round
Oh my, little darlin
Oh my little dark angel
Demon child, your sorcery
is bound to be the death of me
Eyes of fire, lips like wine
You can have my soul anytime
Oh my, little darlin
Oh my little dark angel
You're a drug, you're a drain
More addictive than cocaine
but i love you and i love me
i only hate this dependency
Oh my, little darlin
Oh my little dark angel...
Oh my, little darlin
Oh my little dark angel
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4. |
Bell Of The Ball
05:46
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A back page thriller started out filler
Broke like the conscience of a serial killer
Slayed every slueth
tryin to track down the truth
as frustration found
opportunists all around
who were willin to sell
but unable to tell
til the bell of the ball
tolled for us all
Kiss and tell
Southern bell
a dead ringer
a real hum dinger
A quarter past fiine,
the carnival was cooking
the main course was divine
and so good looking
someone musta put somethin
in the governor's drink
He turned red, clutched his stomache
went runnin for the sink
A contemporary knight of the round table
thought he was Clark Gable
in bed with Betty Grabel
The feds were on his back
but he swore on a stack
though she cracked his code of armor
he'd never harm her.
She just laughed and fired another round
It made contact with a resonant sound
Ricocheted once, ricocheted twice
Caught the chief investigator
right between the eyes
Chime your light
One more night
One tin soldier
A steel magnolia
Do you remember
what your mama told ya?
She said, "once your face is public property, there's no place to hide
It's either tele-cruci-fiction
or tele-suidice
You're born to suffer
on the cross of your sexuality
to fuck the devil so we may be
sex free.
Be the bell of the ball
Toll for us all
Be just like
Jesus Christ
a dead ringer
dead ringer
dead ringer
a real hum dinger
For anyone who' ever testified
amateur or pro
anyone who's blown the whistle on
friend or foe
every tongue waggin fool
who's ever flashed pink
every pigeon on a stool
every dirty rat fink
For snitches and tattlers, great and small
The bell of the ball tolled for us all
Ding dong ding dong
ding dong ding dong ding
Ding dong ding dong
ding dong ding dong ding
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5. |
Tyranny Of Beauty
03:35
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Drawn and quartered
Spread out on the street
I was ordered to forfeit my seat
Forty lashes for the quality i lack
The last rejection
hit me harder than a heart attack
Now i'm just here
killin time, stayin cool, keepin calm
like a walkin time bomb
Got my gun
i'm ready to stage a one-man revolution
Start a war, strike a blow
against the tyranny of beauty
Sensuality
was the only place to go
Young and beautiful
was the star of my show - Now it's
Back to reality
time to rise up
Struggle is the one thing i know
Got my gun
i'm ready to stage a one-man revolution
start a war, strike a blow
against the tyranny of beauty
Bring about a new age
of love and appreciation
and power for the ones
a bit ugly and strange like me
Everybody
rise up right now
against the tyranny of beauty
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6. |
Silence Is Your Friend
04:43
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THEY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE FUNNY BABE
THEY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK AND BLIND
THEY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE CRAZY
ALL THE BETTER TO FUCK WITH YOUR MIND
BUT THEY HATE YOU WHEN YOU COME DOWN
AND YOU SEE THEM IN A CLEARER LIGHT
THEY HATE YOU WHEN YOU'RE SOBER
WHEN THE FUN IS DONE, YOU GOTTA RUN,
THE PARTY'S OVER
LIFE COULD BE SO EASY BABY
WHY DO YOU TAKE IT ON YOURSELF
TO WELCOME IN THE UNINVITED
WHEN THEY ONLY DRAG YOU DOWN?
DRAG YOU DOWN
THEY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU STUMBLE DARLIN
THEY ADORE YOU WHEN YOU FALL
BUT THEY HATE YOU WHEN YOU WALK AWAY
WHEN YOU KNOW YOU HAD A CLOSE CALL
LIFE COULD BE SO EASY BABY
WHY DO YOU TAKE IT ON YOURSELF
TO WELCOME IN THE UNINVITED
WHEN THEY ONLY DRAG YOU DOWN?
DRAG YOU DOWN
THEY MAKE YOU WANT TO CLOSE YOUR EYES
MAKE YOU WANT TO BLACK THE SUN
MAKE YOU WANT TO RUN AND HIDE
MAKE YOU WANT TO BUY A GUN
SILENCE IS YOUR FRIEND
SILENCE IS YOUR FRIEND
SILENCE IS YOUR FRIEND
SILENCE IS YOUR FRIEND
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7. |
Nothing Happened
04:12
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No one here's been bruised or burned
Nothing's changed as far as i'm concerned
You don't have to lie
Just say nothing - nothing happened
Back me up should someone ask
Nothing said is nothing bad
I've got more to lose than you ever had
If you are my friend, you'll say nothing
Nothing happened
Back me up should someone ask
No one here's been bruised or burned
Nothing's changed as far as i'm concerned
You don't have to lie
Just say nothing - nothing happened
Back me up should someone ask...
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Love me at a distance
Love me from afar
I'll love you forever
wherever you are
Love me at a distance
Though i can't be there
It's nice having someone
in the world somewhere
I'm wishing you everything
money, love, and fun
a girlfriend, a boyfriend
though i'm not the one
Potential disappointment
is a bird in the hand
who'll say what you wanna hear
Sing anything on demand
I'd rather be your long lost secret love
This mystery fits me like a glove
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
I offer no resistance
No strain upon your strength
Love me at a distance
I'll love you at length
Love me like a planet
cold and so far gone
Call me from Indiana
Play me like a song
Call me your long lost secret love
This mystery fits me like a glove
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
Love the idea of me
And fuck the reality
Love me at a distance
Love me from afar
I'll love you forever
Wherever you are
Love me at a distance
Though i can't be there
It's nice having someone
in the world somewhere
in the world somewhere
in the world somewhere
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9. |
Severine
04:29
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Severine
i'll bet you're gonna hate this song
You'll think it's all about your name
and that's been done
And though it's true that the rest of you
holds a certain fascination
i admit i find it hard to resist
a little twist in the pronunciation.
Severine, bet you think
this is just for the sake of rhyme.
Were you so cynical at seventeen,
Severine?
On the surface, your songs are stains
choker chains, dragons and flames
On the surface your purpose seems to be
to tell the world "fuck off"
and take the piss out of me.
But somehow i can't help thinkin
that down inside, down inside
way down inside there's a sweet little thing
And she just wants to sing about sunshine
Sing about love that's true
Sing about red balloons in a sky of blue.
Severine
girl, you were bad the other night
maybe not as bad as you wanted to be
but you did alright
Everybody stopped sippin champaign
when you got up and sang
in nothin but your chains - and a boa
made from the feathers of a vulture
and your butt tattooed
with the words "FUCK CULTURE"
Still somehow, somethin tells me
that down inside, down inside
way down inside there's a sweet little thing
And she just wants to sing like an angel
High up in a sky of blue
Somethin sad and beautiful
like a dream that comes true
And it wasn't done in Hollywood
I know because i've seen it too
It was somethin bout some crazy love
Somethin bout a crazy love
Somethin bout a red balloon
in a sky of blue.
Oh Severine,
do you hate my song?
Was i right about you - or was i
just too far gone?
Oh Severine, am i connecting
with anything vaguely true
or am i just projecting
my own trip on you?
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10. |
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TOUGHER THAN A BAKELITE PLATTER,
COOLER THAN A MINUS DEGREE,
STUBBORN AND SLEEK LIKE A FELINE
CYBORG UP IN A TREE,
MAN I WANNA GET IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?
A SIREN SONG VENUS FLYTRAP,
TEXTURE LIKE MARTIAN WAX,
MICRO-FINE GROOVES ON THE A-SIDE,
TINY SOFT SPIKES ON THE BACK -
MAN I WANNA PET IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?
SOMEONE CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT.
GET EM OUT HERE ON THE LAWN.
JUST A LITTLE WATER PRESSURE,
FRESH FRUIT FALLS TO THE GROUND.
MAN I WANNA GET IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?
THE FIRE CHIEF AND SOME NEW FLAME
ARE CAMPIN OUT IN MY BACK YARD,
SAYS YOUR KITTY CASH IS GARBAGE,
SAYS HE'LL TAKE A PLASTIC CARD
BUT I GOT NO CREDIT
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?
NOW SOMETIMES IT MOVES LIKE A FIRE
OR A LION RUNNIN FREE.
SOMETIMES WHEN IT'S HUNGRY,
I CALL IT AND IT COMES TO ME,
BUT I ALREADY FED IT.
HOW AM I GONNA GET IT
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,
GET IT DOWN, GET IT DOWN?
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11. |
The Jaws Of Life
06:28
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12. |
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SAME OL' SAME OL'
SAME OL' THING
SAME OL' SAME OL'
SAME OL' THING
SAME OL' SAME OL'
SAME OL' THING
AND THE SAME OL' SAME OL' THING
AGAIN
SAME OL' SEDUCTION
SAME OL' FLING
SAME OL' PROMISE
SAME OLD RING
SAME OL' CYNICAL
SONG I SING
IT'S THE SAME OL' SAME OL' THING
AGAIN
SAME OLD WINTER
SAME OLD SPRING
SAME COLD CASTLE
WE'RE DEFENDING
SAME OLD SAD TALE
SAME AMBIGUOUS ENDING
LA MISMA LA MISMA
LA MISMA COSA
LA MISMA LA MISMA
LA MISMA COSA
LA MISMA LA MISMA
LA MISMA COSA
Y LA MISMA COSA
OTRA VES
IT'S THE SAME OL' SAME OL'
SAME OLD THING AGAIN
LAST LONG SLOW RIDE
NO MORE BLOOD
SHED YOUR RAINCOAT
AND LIE DOWN
IN THE SUNLIGHT
I WANNA GIVE YOU ONE KISS TO
LAST YOU FOREVER
LAST LONG SLOW RIDE
OUT OF TIME
THROW YOUR WINE GLASS
AND MY HEART
INTO THE FIRE
I WANNA DANCE TO A SLOW SONG
AND DIE IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT
DANCE OUR GOODBYES AS MY SOUL FLIES
INTO THE LIGHT
HEAR LIFE'S SERENADE DO A SLOW FADE
AND DIE IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT
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pat mAcdonald Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin
From my bedroom to barrooms to Timbuk3, to exile in Spain with an album in the can & no plan, I was always chasing increasingly trivial triumphs & glorious failures. A midlife German label deal enabled European tours from home base in Barcelona. From Legendary Sons of Crack Daniels to Purgatory Hill &back, i now live and work projex out of the Holiday Music Motel in Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin. ... more
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