B i o g r a p h y (by Heather Phares)
A veteran of New York's anti-folk scene, songwriter Regina Spektor makes quirky, highly eclectic, but always personal music. Born and raised in Moscow until age nine, Spektor listened to her father's bootleg tapes of Western pop and rock as a young child and also learned to play piano. She and her family moved from Russia to the Bronx, where she was immersed in American culture (at the time, hers was the first Russian family in the borough in 20 years). Eventually, Spektor and her family became part of a community that balanced her Russian Jewish roots with her new home's culture. Meanwhile, she continued to practice piano anywhere she could, including at her synagogue, until her family got a piano of its own. Spektor further developed her classical piano training by attending the SUNY Purchase Music Conservatory. During her studies, she was exposed to blues and jazz artists, including Billie Holiday. These sounds made such an impact on Spektor that they became a big part of her self-released 2001 debut album, 11:11. At the same time, she was also playing gigs anywhere she could in the city, in venues ranging from basements to parties to comedy clubs. On the strength of her frequent performances and another self-released album, 2002's Songs, Spektor developed a following that included Alan Bezozi, They Might Be Giants' drummer. He introduced Spektor to the Strokes' producer, Gordon Raphael, and both worked with Spektor on her third album, Soviet Kitsch, in both New York and London (where she collaborated with the band Kill Kenada). Soviet Kitsch was initially self-released like her other work, but it eventually found a wider release with Sire Records. Tours with the Strokes, Kings of Leon, Mates of State, and the Moldy Peaches' Kimya Dawson further raised Spektor's profile. She also toured the U.K., where the success of "Us" as a European single led to the release of the CD/DVD retrospective Mary Ann Meets the Gravediggers and Other Short Stories early in 2006. That summer, Begin to Hope, her first album of original material for Sire, arrived. Begin to Hope enjoyed popularity on both sides of the Atlantic and went gold in America, where it also cracked the Top 20. After taking several years to tour and compose new material, Spektor returned in 2009 with Far, which featured a bevy of star producers, including Jeff Lynne, David Kahne, Mike Elizondo, and Garret "Jacknife" Lee. Spektor’s first-ever live release, Live in London, was recorded and filmed at London's legendary Hammersmith Apollo, and released in 2010. In summer 2011, Spektor reunited with Elizondo in Los Angeles to begin recording her next album, What We Saw from the Cheap Seats. The dark, driving single "All the Rowboats" arrived the following February, and the album itself was released in May 2012. Accompanied by a full orchestra on select songs, Spektor returned with her seventh studio album, Remember Us to Life, in September 2016. That summer, she also recorded a live set at Chicago's WTTW studios for the PBS series Soundstage that included songs from the album as well as older favorites. After airing on television that October, the performance got a multi-format release by BMG Soundstage in March 2017.
Samson Oedipus Prisoners Reading Time With Pickle Consequence of Sounds Daniel Cowman Bon Idée Aching to Pupate Lounge Lacrimosa Lulliby Ne Me Quitte Pas
Ode To Divorce Poor Little Rich Boy Carbon Monoxide The Flowers Us Sailor Song Whispers Your Honor Ghost of Corporate Future Chemo Limo Somedays
Fidelity Better Samson On The Radio Field Below Hotel Song Apres Moi 20 Years Of Snow That Time Edit Lady Summer In The City
8th Floor AB A Cannon All is love Aquarius Ave Maria Baby Jesus Baobabs Bartender Bear Spektor Belt Birdsong Blood Of Eden Bobbing for apples BYOS Chelsea hotel #2 Dear Theodosia December Dog and Pony Dulce et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori Düsseldorf Hallelujah Happy Hooker Hero I cut off my hair
In another town It Ain't no cover Just A Memory Just like the movies Kids A Lesson in How Fleeting Preservation Is Little Boxes Long Brown Hair Love me Or Leave me Love profusion Love, You're A Whore Lucky Penny Making records Mermaid Mockingbird Modern Girls And Old Fashioned Men Music box The Mustard Musketeers My Dear Acquaintance (A Happy New Year) My Man No Surprises Oedipus One-String Blues Paris Pound of flesh
Real love Reginasaurus Riot Gear Scarecrow & fungus School is Out Secret stash (a.k.a No one) Seekers And Finders Silly Eye-Color Generalizations Soho The Bronx The Call The Noise The Soup The Sword & The Pen The virgin queen Time is all around Uh-Merica Uncle Bobby Walking Away We're Not Supposed To Be Lovers While My Guitar Gently Weeps You You Don't Know Me You've Got Time
11:11 Love Affair
There was a love affair in this building The kind of love affair, which every respectable building must keep as a legend Slowly festering through an innocent by the way or have you heard He was perfect except for the fact that he was an engineer and mothers prefer doctors and law-yers... Yet despite this imperfection he was clean looking and respectable looking And you'll never find a mother who doesn't appreciate a natural man So he grew healthy aloe Vera plants by the window Healthy teeth in his mouth Healthy hair on his head He grew healthy wavy brown hair on his head The kind that babies always go for with sticky little fingers Rejazz Thought I'd cry for you forever But I couldn't so I didn't People's children die and they don't even cry forever Thought I'd see your face in my mind for all time But I don't even remember what your ears looked like And the clock still strikes midnight and noon And the sun still rises and so does the moon Birds still migrate south and people move on Even though I'm no longer in your arms Thought the mountain would crumble And the rivers would bend But I thought all wrong and the world did not end Guess the maps will just have to stay the same for a while Didn't even need therapy to rehabilitate my smile Rehabilitate my smile Thought I'd cry for you forever But I couldn't so I didn't... Back Of A Truck She lifted the monument in her monumental arms She was the Mother Superior with her carry-on luggage charms She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door She had eaten her dog and she was back for more Back for more, back for more Oh she was back for more, some more, yes please, some more Her gym teacher thought himself a sweat-socked demi-god And her geraniums thought themselves an alien pod And her front porch gave way beneath the classified weight And when an ambulance came they said it's much too late Oh it's much too late, oh it's much too, much too late Oh it's much too late, how late? Very late, too late. Now the people of New Guinea and the people of L.A. Have been pen pals for years cause they both hate ballet Only the pandas and bears have made a clean getaway But the news bulletin claims it's gonna be okay Now Miss Lucy had a sweatshop where the immigrants worked Problem was they all turned to pumpkins at the twelve o'clock stroke Promptly confiscated by police precinct number X That was when the alien geraniums demanded the facts No violence, off course, no violence, no violence, off course Hey no violence, off course, off course, why yes, off course I mean, I mean, off course, why yes, of…off course Here the story gets hazy and the hair gets too long And the T.V. gets quiet as we hear a real bad song The mothers get whiskey and the girlfriends get tongue And there's a back of a truck selling smoke free lungs And there's a back of a truck selling alien pods And there's a back of a truck selling game show hosts And there's a back of a truck selling the souls of the dead And there's a back of a truck selling crumb free bread This is New York! Now there's a back of a truck selling the back of a car And there's a back of a car selling roadway maps And there are roadway maps selling a back of a head Hey how much for that back of a head, man? Hey wait a minute, hey wait a minute Wait a minute that's…wait a minute that's my back of a head Hey you can't sell that man, that's my back of a head Hey, hey sell it back to me, man, sell it back to me Hey it's, it's my m-m-m-m-m-m-mine She lifted the monument in her monumental arms She was the Mother Superior with carry-on luggage charms She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door She had eaten her dog and she was back for more She had eaten her dog, D-O-W-G She had eaten a dog, d-d-dog, d-d-dog, dog, dog, dog She had eaten a…eaten a…eaten…eaten her…ooooh Mmmmmm…mmmm…mmm Ohhhh…ohhh….ohhhh Ooooh….ooooooh…ooooh Some more, yes please, some more Some more, yes please, some more
Buildings He was a husband who drove his wife home drunk from the parties He was a husband who drove his wife home And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door window And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying; They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildings So tall these days And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all day But she would always always wake up the next morning And he'd take one look at her a say baby that's ok And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying; They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildings So tall these days And she would ask for time and she'd ask for time And she would ask for time and she would beg for time And she would beg for time and beg for time and call it a gift And he would give her time and he'd give her time And he would give her time and he'd give her time- But time is not given and time is not taken It just sifts through its sift And it was coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee some more He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the core And by the time he came back she'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pine It would be almost as if nothing had happened and he'd give her time, saying; They build buildings, oh they build buildings, oh they build buildings Oh don't they build buildings, oh they build buildings They build buildings so tall these days And she would ask for time and shed ask for time And she would ask for time and she would beg for time And she would beg for time and beg for time and call it a gift And he would give her time and he'd give her time And he would give her time and he'd give her time- But time is not given and time is not taken It just sifts through its sift He was a husband drove time home pine scrub bathroom window don't they build buildings so tall these days... Marry Ann
Miss Marry Ann Kept her man In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves And on that day As scheduled They made porcupine love, porcupine love So stiff and stuck and prickly He came in and then back out quickly But lord not any quicker than according to plan Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other Miss Marry Ann Had a man Named Stan, Stan Buttler He had no antlers He had no center He had no enter and he had no exit His hair was short and prickly He came in and then back out quickly But lord not any quicker than according to plan Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other And how he loved her apple pies, How he loved her meat loaf, How he loved her chicken breasts, How he loved her pudding, Served promptly at eight o'clock, Served promptly at seven Served promptly at ten o'clock, And promptly at eleven heaven Miss Marry Ann Kept her cans In alphabetical order Miss Marry Ann Began to have Some thoughts of murder Miss Marry Ann Began to think Real hard about her future Miss Marry Ann Preferred her meat To be freshly butchered Oh she killed him rather quickly Man that woman was truly sickly But lord not any sicker than according to plan Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other And how he loved her apple pies, How he loved her meat loaf, How he loved her chicken breasts, How he loved her pudding, Served promptly at eight o'clock, Served promptly at seven Served promptly at ten o'clock, And promptly at eleven heaven Miss Marry Ann Kept her man In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves And on that day As scheduled They made porcupine love, porcupine lo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-apchu! Flyin' I went flyin' out of my window I went flyin' out of my window Been caught doin' it once or twice But it feels so real nice Oh it feels so real nice Saw the earth and I saw the sky Saw the earth and I saw the sky Been caught doin' it once or twigh But it feels so real nigh Oh it feels so real nigh Oh it feels so real nigh Went to school with them boring teachers Who thought they was all my preachers So I went starin' out of my window I went starin' out of my window Been caught doin' it once or twice But it feels so real nice Oh it feels so real nice, Oh it feels so real nice, that I might even do it again One of them took me with him to sleep Said not to make a peep Said it'll be a secret we keep So I didn't make a peep Kissed my cheek and rubbed my feet But his kissin' didn't taste so sweet Told him I just wanted to sleep So he got mad And he got madder, and he got maddest of them all Sent me flyin' out of his window Sent me flyin' out of his window Not caught once, not caught twice And i've been flyin' ever since and i've been flyin' in the skies... Wasteside I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But its better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming and the business was doing great I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow Just dreaming dreams and drooling on my bed All the people in my town would be born Then they'd get themselves a little hair cut And then promptly after they'd be dead I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow When a drunk girl awoke me on the train But I did not see her stumbling and I did not hear her mumbling As I dubbed myself a passenger And kindly stepped away I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping I was sleeping I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow of tomorrow Ladies and gentlemen I was just sleeeeee-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming and the business Was Doing Great... Pavlov's Daughter The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine Pickings getting slim, slimmer I hear them say my name Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear And I still can't hear Whadya think I was an amateur Playin' with my temperature... If I hear another song about angels If I see another feather on the dumb-box I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey Gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now If I hear another song about angels If I see another feather on the dumb-box I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now My name is Lucille and I know how you feel I live downstairs I hear you taking out your garbage I hear you loving your girlfriend I hear you loving yourself too I hear you flushing your toilet I hear you turning your thoughts off I turn mine off too The only thing I hear is you And you don't sound nice and you don't sound right And you don't sound good and you don't sound right My name is Lucille and I know how you feel I live downstairs I hear you taking out your garbage I hear you loving your girlfriend I hear you loving yourself too I hear you turnig your thoughts off I hear you turning your thoughts off And it get's quiet, quiet all, quiet... Pavlov's daughter woke up in the morning Heard the bell ring And something deep inside of her made her want to salivate So she lay there drooling on her pillow So she lay there, the sun skimming her skin, and drooling on her pillow Pavlov's daughter And it was far away and hazy like a dream Not a dream, but the ocean, Not the ocean, but forever... The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine... And it gets quiet... As quiet as an ambulance checking out the neighborhood Waiting for the blade to slip and that final blow, but nothing happens, it's a cruel joke As ironic as a ticker tape parade over the rain forest, As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head, As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head going down stream... To where...it isn't... Even... Real...rain... At...all... 2.99 Cent Blues Somewhere far away where I roam There live my buffalo twin in In our twin buffalo home, sweet home He takes good care of my native son And he calls me by my native name He, he even lets us drink spring water on Sundays 2.99, 2.99 a gallon 2.99, 2.99 a gallon And somewhere further down the road Where I also roam There lives my caterpillar cousin Beneath a fancy engraved tomb head stone In the middle of his southern town Beneath a cemetery burial plot And he, he don't pay rent no more, no more But he sure likes, he sure likes the spot He sure likes the spot, likes the spot He sure likes the spot, likes the spot He sure likes the spot, likes the spot But in the furthest place i've ever known Where even I so rarely roam There lives a boy who just come back from war His flesh was wounded but he made it back home His mother calls him by his given name And the neighbors whisper how he prefers to be alone And he gets, he gets nightmares about boys Dripping blood sold for 2.99 2.99 a gallon Come on just 2.99 2.99 a gallon Pay up yours 2.99 2.99 a gallon But when I get me all real tired And I got no more strength to roam I catch me a horse driven carriage ride From a local man named Ethan Frome He don't say much as he tips his hat And he carries his body as heavy as lead And he could have been flying through the snow on his sled But her wife was in bed and the horses had to be fed Besides it's 2.99 2.99 a story Come on just 2.99 2.99 a gallon Pay up yours 2.99 2.99 a story Come on baby 2.99 2.99 a story Come on yours 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99.... Oh, 2.99 2.99 a story Pay up yours 2.99 2.99 a story Pay up yours just 2.99 2.99 a story Oh man it's just 2.99 2.99... a gallon Braille She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god So she named the baby Elvis To make up for the royalty he lacked And from then on it was turpentine and patches From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can And they were just two jerks playing with matches 'Cause that's all they knew how to play And it was raining cats and dogs outside of her window And she knew they'd be destined to become sacred road kill on the way And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes 'Cause it's been turpentine and patches It's been, cold, cold Campbell's from the can And they were just two jerks playing with matches 'Cause that's all they knew how to play All they knew how to play Elvis never could carry a tune And she thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin Saying why don't I begin again With turpentine and patches With cold, cold Campbell's from the can After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches It's just that he's not around to play along I'm still an asshole playing with candles Blowing out wishes, blowing out dreams Just sitting here and trying to decipher What's written in Braille upon my skin On this skin I Want To Sing I want to sing to you my love My only love and happiness Don't be so blue so blue my love Take off your shoes take off my dress I want to sing to you my love My only love and happiness Don't be so blue so blue my love This too shall pass this too shall pass But tell me, what have I done to deserve you? Must have done something cause that's how it works Must have been kind to kittens and birds, In a previous life must have thought happy thoughts... 'Cause there, you were there right beside me Then somehow inside me while inside myself Books on the shelf thoughts on the shelf Hands to myself, i should definitely keep my hands to myself Love is a dangerous pastime Caught between madness and gladness of flight Nothing is wrong and nothing is right Falling asleep in your arms every night But Love's such a strange situation Full of frustration and anger and fear Everything's tears Nobody hears Nobody's here, and nobody hears... I want to sing to you my love My only love and happiness Don't be so blue so blue my love Take off your shoes take off my dress I want to sing to you my love My only love and happiness Don't be so blue so blue my love This too shall pass, this too shall pass... Sunshine Mr. Sunshine in the morning In the morning light Won't you come down from the ceiling Won't you stay the night Baby won't you stay the night In the summer I remember days so long and hot These past weeks it has been raining And now my song's a flood Baby now my song is a flood You've been driving down that same road Road rage in your eyes So won't you come down from the ceiling Won't you hear my cries Won't you hear my cries
Songs
Samson
You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go Your hair was long when we first met Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonder bread and Went right back to bed And the history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us Not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first Beneath the stars came falling on our heads But they're just old light Your hair was long when we first met Samson came to my bed Told me that my hair was red Told me i was beautiful and Came into my bed Oh i cut his hair myself one night A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light And he told me that i'd done alright And kissed me till the morning light Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonder bread and Went right back to bed Oh we couldn't bring the columns down Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one And the history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us Not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first
*** Thanx a lot to Amanda who corrected a mistake ***
Oedipus I'm the king's thirty-second son Born to him a thirty-second time Born to him with my hair still on Born to him with two eyebrows on And that's all i was wearing When i woke up staring at the world My mom had been a rather crazy queen But not at all like sex machine She liked to keep her body clean clean Thought the world to be quite obscene But she'd retire to her chambers And we'd remain quite strangers And to see me made her awful sad And to touch me made her awful sad And to see me made her awful And to touch me made her awful I'm the king's thirty-second son Man, all it took was thirty seconds' time But a spoiled little prince i was not Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot And there's thirty-one others just like me There's thirty-one others i can be Sometimes i'd stand by the royal walls The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul And i'd stand on my toes to catch a glimpse Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin But she'd retire to her chambers And we'd remain quite strangers And to see me made her awful sad And to touch me made her awful sad And to see me made her awful And to touch me made her awful And one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex Then one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty two still counts Gonna make it count Gonna make it count Gonna oh oh Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty two still counts Gonna make it count Gonna make it count Gonna oh oh Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the I'm the king's thirty-second son There's thirty-one others just like me There's thirty-one others on the way There's thirty-one others after that Sometimes i stand by the royal gate People screaming love and hate And they scream and they scream And they scream and they scream Long live the king! Long live the queen! And to see me made her awful sad And to touch me made her awful sad And to see me made her awful And to touch me made her awful And one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex Then one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty two still counts Gonna make it count Gonna make it count Gonna oh oh Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two Thirty-two Thirty-two Thirty-two Thirty-two Thirty-two Thirty-two Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king Long live the king
Prisoners All of the prisoners serving life sentences Wait for the earth to suddenly shake For the walls to somehow suddenly come crumbling, tumbling and For the bars to somehow magically break There's nothing wrong with them That a thousand bucks can't fix That a thousand arms can't hold down In the ground they're tattooing the stones with Cusses like cavemen - your mama was here But they want to run through the air with no barriers or obstacles Gunmen or guard dogs or priests And to rise from the mud and start over and over With the people all dead If hans christian andersen could've had his way with me then None of this shit would have ever gone down In my cell i'm tattooing myself with Mermaids and swallows and though i do swallow My mama thinks i'm grown but i'm really just little And someday i will remember Reading Time With Pickle
Walking home from work Stop at the supermarket The condiment aisle A jar of pickles catches the eye Made eye contact with a solitary pickle Bought the jar, took it home Then made it up the stairs And made it through the doorway And waded through the floor Tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom The truest room in the whole damn house Saying love is the answer to a question that i have forgotten And i know i've been asked So the answer's got to be love So feeding time with tv Then sleeping time, not sleepy so Reading time with pickle But where the bedside lamp had been Is now emanating soft soft green Has it always been this way? Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed? Maybe now things will start to change And life will turn a better page No more rage Saying love is the answer to a question that i have forgotten But i know i've been asked And the answer's got to be love Tomorrow back to work again But run to the supermarket Running hopeful through the aisles Haven't been this happy in a long time But not a single jar was smiling After all, Pickle jars are just Pickle jars and pickles are just pickles Ingredients: water, salt, cucumbers, Garlic, and pickling spices Love is the answer to a question that i have forgotten And i know i've been asked And the answer's got to be love Consequence of Sounds My rhyme ain't good just yet My brain and tongue just met And they ain't friends so far My words don't travel far They tangle in my hair And tend to go nowhere They grow right back inside Right past my brain and eyes Into my stomach juice Where they don't serve much use No healthy calories Nutrition values And i absorb back in The words right through my skin They sit there festering inside my bowels The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds Got a soundtrack in my mind All the time Kids screaming from too much beat up and they don't even rhyme They just stand there on a street corner Skin tucked in and meat side out And shouting - i'd like to turn them down but there ain't no knob Born into picket fences Not into picket lines All this hippie shit's for the sixties Only cliché in our times, but What if one of these days your heart will just stop ticking And they sort of just don't find you till your cubicle is reeking? The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds Did you know that the gravedigger's still getting stuck in the machine Even though it's a whole other daydream? It's another town, it's another world Where the kid's asleep, and the loans are paid, and the lawns are mowed What'd you think--all the gravediggers were gone just cause one song is done? There's always another one Waiting right around the bend Till this one ends Then it begins squeaky clean and it starts all over again The weather report keeps on tossing and turning Predicting and warning and warning and warning of Possible leakage from news publications and Possible leakage from news tv stations, that Very same morning right next to her coffee She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing The national geographic was being too graphic When all she had wanted to know was the traffic The world's got a nosebleed, it said, and we're flooding But we keep on cutting the trees in the forest And we keep on paying those freaks on the tv Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us and Sweating like demons they scream through our speakers But we leave the sound on cause silence is harder and No one's the killer and no one's the martyr The world that has made us can no longer contain us And prophets are silent and rotting away cause The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds Daniel Cowman On the day that daniel Cowman stopped existing The world should've ended right then and there Precisely at four-fifteen when he stopped existing The world should've ended How could it go on? How could it go on? How could it go on? Oh and I don't exist I don't exist… And now that we got that straight, doesn't mean that i can fly Doesn't mean that i can go do whatever i want Now that we got that clear, and you know that i'm not here Doesn't mean that i can go do whatever i please The premature ejaculation of his death sentence Hit daniel in the face like a big round spitball And everything got hazy in the courtroom And then he stood up and then he sat back down Another two times in a row And everything got real slow like a gunshot in the movies And he remembered heroin boy walking through the door Bouncing off the walls and the floor Taking off his belt, taking off his pants Filling up the bathtub, getting ready to go in for a swim Singing, i don't exist... And now that we got that straight, doesn't mean that i can fly Doesn't mean that i can go do whatever i want Now that we got that clear, and you know that i'm not here Doesn't mean that i can go do whatever i please And he start remembering and remembering and remembering And remembering… The heroin boy'd walk through the door And he was screaming and everybody was, like, What're you screaming as if it's the end of the world? And he was, like, well it is And i was sitting in the corner with my pants down And i was sure someone next door was blowing up balloons And they was red and orange And there was this one lady at the bar and she was trying to buy gin And this other lady at the bar and she was trying to sell gin And it worked out good for the boths of them And heroin boy started taking off his belt Started taking off his pants, started taking off his shoes Filling up the bathtub, getting ready to go in for a swim I says, no--you're gonna drown And he says, no--i can't drown Simply because Shhhh... A man destined to hang Can never drown, A man destined to hang Can never drown, A man destined to hang Can never ever drown. A man destined to drown Can never burn, A man destined to drown Can never burn, A man destined to drown Can never ever burn. A man destined to fry Can never ever ever A man destined to fry Can never ever ever A man destined to fry Can never ever ever die… In any other way but frying, Lucky that I'm dying By hanging and not drowning. So now that we got that straight Can't I just be left alone? I want to take a fuckin' bath.
Bon Idée Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love Don't tell your secret to anyone Because ideas are vulnerable As soon as you say your idea out loud Then it can go and live on its own And you will miss it oh so much And you will wait for its return And you will wish it were your own But ideas that left never come back home Don't tell your mother that you are afraid Don't tell your lover that your heart might break Don't tell your gods that you no longer believe Because as soon as you say it out loud they will leave you And you will miss them oh so bad And you will wait for their return And you will wish they were your own But gods that have left you will never grace your home Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love Don't tell your secret to anyone Because ideas are vulnerable As soon as you say your ideas out loud Then they can go and live on their own without you And you will miss them oh so bad And you will wait for their return And you will wish they were your own But ideas that left will never come back home Aching to Pupate
Aching to pupate Aching to pup-p-p-pate... Pu-pupate, pu pate, Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate… I should peddle butterflies There's a shortage in the city I'll stand on a street corner All mysterious and giddy When the passers-by pass by I will open up my trenchcoat They will see the butterflies Dangling like fake rolexes Every morning i'll wake up With a purpose and a smirk I'll put on my fake moustache I'll drink heineken, eat cornflakes Then i'll call my mom and dad Tell them that i'm doing fine Or i'll write a tipsy letter To a real good friend of mine Or i'll jump up on the bed Waltzing madly with the broomstick But before i leave the house I will fill my lips with lipstick But peddling is a dirty sport There's competition in the city Everyone is on a street corner All mysterious and giddy Some are selling bags and shoes Some are selling books and gold I've been standing here for days Not one butterfly's been sold And how i'm aching to pupate... Aching to pup-p-p-pate (repeats 4x) Pu-pu-pate, pupate, Pupate, pu-pu-pate, pu pa-ate. Lounge I don't care that flowers grow for you and me...and me You don't know what love is till you see her standing there A web of skin and nails and hair And bones and bones And thoughts rush in and Arch your head, you think you are alive But you are dead, you keep On driving in your car asleep... I don't know why flowers grow in wintertime The sky turns gray, the sun don't shine And people rush to be On time for work, they Wrap themselves in woolen cloaks And hats and scarves Like larva in their incubated cars Like larva in their cars And drive...until they get away Lacrimosa We keep on burying our dead We keep on planting their bones in the ground But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help The rain doesn't help If my garden would have a fence Then the rabbits couldn't just come in And sit on the grass and eat all the flowers And shit Hi, I'm Icarus I'm falling down Man for judgement must prepare me Spare oh god in mercy Spare me Man I have a terrible feeling That something's gone awful very wrong with the world Is it something we made Is it something we ate Is it something we drank Hi I'm Icarus I'm falling From the dust of earth Returning back for judgement We must prepare Spare oh god and mercy Spare me Lacrimosa Lacrimosa They keep on burying our dead They keep on planting their bones in the ground But they won't grow The sun doesn't help And all we've got isn't a giant crop of names And dates Hi I'm Icarus, I'm falling down On this day of tears and mourning From the dust of earth returning Man for judgement must prepare me Spare oh god and mercy Spare me Lacrimosa Lacrimosa Lacrimosa dies ilia Qua resurget ex favilla Judicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus, Pie Jesu Domine, Dona els requiem. Lulliby I know that you cannot be here I know that you are not mine, no Looking out the window at another window I see toenails changing colors Like the leaves of fall If you often smile but often don't smile Which do you do more often--smile or not? I dreamt a hydrant was covered in snow A white light glowing below I know that you cannot be here I know that you are not mine, no Looking out the window at another window I see toenails changing colors Like the leaves of fall Ne Me Quitte Pas Down on Bowery They lose their ball eyes and their lipped mouths in the night And stumbling through the streets they say “Sir do you got a light? And if you do then you're my friend and if you don't then you're my foe And if you are a deity of any sort then please don't go…” Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas And down on Lexington They're wearing new shoes stuck to aging feet And close their eyes and open and not recognize the aging street And think about how things were right When they were young and veins were tight And if you are the ghost of Christmas Past Then won't you stay the night Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas oh oh oh Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas Down in Bronx-y Bronx the kids go sledding down snow covered slopes And frozen noses frozen toes, the frozen city starts to glow And yes they know that it'll melt And yes they know New York will thaw But if you are a friend of any sort then play along and catch a cold Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas oh oh oh Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain I love I love I Love in the rain I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain And I Love I love I love in the rain I love I love I love in the rain Down in Paris they walk fast That is unless they're walking slow And in cafes they look away That is unless they look right in And in the gardens I'm getting lost That is unless I'm getting found And if you are the ghost of New York City Then won't you stick around Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas oh oh oh Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain I love I love I love in the rain I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain I love I love I love in the rain And I love I love I love in the rain...
Soviet Kitsch
Ode To Divorce
The food that I'm eating Is suddenly tasteless I know I'm alone now I know what it tastes like So break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts There might be some good ones Like you might make a dollar I'm inside your mouth now Behind your tonsils Peaking over your molars You're talking to her now And you've eaten something minty And you're making that face that I like And you're going in, in for the kill, kill For the killer kiss, kiss for the kiss, kiss I need your money, it'll help me I need your car and I need your love x2 So won't you help a brother out? Won't you help a brother out? Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out? Just break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts You might make a dollar Dollar, might make a dollar So won't you help a brother out? Won't you help a brother out? Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out? So break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts There might be some good ones You might make a dollar (There might be some good ones) There might be some good ones (You might make a dollar) You might make a dollar (There might be some good ones) There might be some good ones Poor Little Rich Boy Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone You wish that they hadn't, you don't wanna be alone But they wanna kiss and they got homes of their own Poor little rich boy all the couples have gone, they've gone, they've gone And you don't love your girlfriend You don't love your girlfriend And you think that you should but she thinks that she's fat But she isn't but you don't love her anyway And you don't love your mother And you know that you should And you wish that you would But you don't anyway Poor little rich boy, oh the world is okay The water runs off your skin and down into the drain You're reading Fitzgerald, you're reading Hemingway They're both super smart and drinking in the cafés And you don't love your girlfriend You don't love your girlfriend And you think that you should but she thinks that she's fat But she isn't but you don't love her anyway And you don't love your mother And you know that you should And you wish that you would But you don't anyway You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so goddamn young You're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so young, you're so goddamn young You're so goddamn young And you don't love your girlfriend And you don't love your girlfriend And you don't love your girlfriend And you don't love your girlfriend Carbon Monoxide
Carbon monoxide Soon i'll go to sleep If I don't got my socks on right They slide right off of my feet As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk Walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk Carbon monoxide As I take you home The first time I get my socks on right But I don't have a gas mask on As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, Walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a Walk you home Yeah I'm so cool, I'm so cool, I'm so cool Walk-a, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk, Walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a Walk you home Yeah I'm so cool, I'm so cool, I'm so cool Come on daddy x8 Carbon monoxide Soon we'll go to sleep No one will notice we're gone Cause we don't have a job to keep They'll just say that we're being lazy Sex-crazed, sex-crazed They'll just say we're living our whole life in bed And we'll be in bed but we'll be oh so very much Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a Dead-a, D-dead Yeah But we're so cool, we're so cool, we're so cool Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a Dead-a, D-dead Dead But we're still cool, we're still cool, we're still cool Come on daddy, come on daddy Come on, come on, come on daddy Come on daddy, come on daddy Come on daddy, come on daddy Come on daddy, come on daddy Come on, come on, come on, come on Carbon monoxide Carbon monoxide The Flowers The flowers you gave me are rotting and still I refuse to throw them away Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully They might so I'm waiting and staying awake Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep I'll never know if I go to sleep The papers around me are piling And twisting regina the paper back mummy What then I'm taking the knife to the books that i own And chopping and chopping and boiling soup from stone Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep I'll never know if I go to sleep Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep I'll never know if I go to sleep Us
They made a statue of us And it put it on a mountaintop Now tourists come and stare at us Blow bubbles with their gum Take photographs have fun, have fun They'll name a city after us And later say it's all our fault Then they'll give us a talking to Then they'll give us a talking to Because they've got years of experience We're living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages We're living in a den of thieves And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious We wear our scarves just like a noose But not 'cause we want eternal sleep And though our parts are slightly used New ones are slave labor you can keep We're living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages We're living in a den of thieves And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious They made a statue of us They made a statue of us The tourists come and stare at us The sculptor's mama sends regards They made a statue of us They made a statue of us Our noses have begun to rust We're living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages Were living in a den of thieves And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious And it's contagious Sailor Song She will kiss you til your lips bleed But she will not take her dress off Americana Tropicana All the sailor boys have demons They sing oh kentucky why did you forsake me If I was meant to sail the sea why did you make me It should have been another state Oh stay... Cause Mary Anne's a bitch Mary Anne's a bitch Does it matter that our anchor Couldn't even reach the bottom of a bath tub And the sails reflect the moon it's such a strange job Playing blackjack on the deck Still...Atop this giant puddle Dressed in white we quietly huddle with our missiles And we miss the girls back home Oh home sweet home... Cause Mary Anne's a bitch Mary Anne's a bitch She will kiss you til your lips bleed But she will not take her dress off Americana, tropicana Americana, tropicana Americana, tropicana
*** Thanx a lot to Jenna who corrected a mistake ***
Whispers
Bear : Regina...Regina... Reg : What? Bear : When is that song gonna start? Reg : Which song? Bear : The song that goes like 'Da na na na na na na na' Reg : Oh...it's gonna start in a minute. You just gotta wait. Bear : Ok Regina! Start it already! Reg : It's gonna start in a second You just gotta wait! It's gonna start Now! Your Honor I kissed your lips and I tasted blood I asked you what happened and you said there'd been a fight You said i've been fighting for your honor but you wouldn't understand I said hold on your honor i'll get ice for your hand Oh you been fighting for my honor and I don't understand But hold on your honor i'll get ice for your hand... You said come on baby let's just make love it's the only thing to make me better You said come on let's just get you out of that sweater I said I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners And I don't fight for honor cause we all are born sinners Gargle with peroxide a steak for your eye But I'm a vegetarian so it's a frozen pizza pie You tell me that you care and you never do lie And you fight for my honor but I just don't know why Mary had a little lamb with fleece as white as snow You've got me and I'm just a common 'ho But I know what I am and I know what I ain't So don't get cut cause I still won't be no saint Gargle with peroxide a steak for your eye But I'm a pizzatarian so it's a frozen pizza pie You tell me that you love me and you never do lie And you fight for my honor but I just don't know why You fight for my honor and I don't understand But hold on your honor i'll get ice for your hand... Ghost of Corporate Future A man walks out of his apartment It is raining He's got no umbrella He starts running beneath the awnings trying to save his suit Tryin to dryin to tryin to dry but no good When he gets to the crowded subway platform he takes off both of his shoes He steps right into somebody's fat loogie And everyone who sees him says "ewwww" Everyone who sees him says "ewwww" But he doesn't care cause last night he got a visit from the Ghost of Corporate Future The Ghost said take off both your shoes whatever chances you get Especially when they're wet He also said Imagine you go away on a business trip one day And when you come back home Your children have grown And you never made your wife moan And people make you nervous You'd think the world was ending And everybody's features Have somehow started blending And everything is plastic And everyone's sarcastic And all your food is frozen It needs to be defrosted You'd think the world was ending You'd think the world was ending You'd think the world was ending right now Well maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee And never ever watch the 10 o'clock news Maybe you should kiss someone nice or lick a rock or both Maybe you should cut your own hair cause that can be so funny It doesn't cost any money and it always grows back Hair grows even after you're dead People are just people They shouldn't make you nervous The world is everlasting It's coming and it's going If you don't toss your plastic The streets won't be so plastic And if you kiss somebody Then both of you'll get practice The world is everlasting Put dirtballs in your pockets Put dirtball's in your pockets And take off both your shoes Cause people are just people People are just people People are just people like you People are just people People are just people People are just people like you The world is everlasting It's coming and it's going The world is everlasting It's coming and it's going It's coming and it's going Chemo Limo
I had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over and babysat all four of my kids Then in my dream I told the doctor off he said "if you don't wanna do it Then you don't have to do it" He said "the truth is you'll be ok anyway" Then in my dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor went and had a talk with my boss Something about insurance policies They kept the door closed at all times I couldn't hear or see When they came out they said "you'll be ok anyway" And I smiled cause I'd known it all the while No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to pay for this shit I can afford chemo like i can afford a limo and on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to die like this I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo And besides this shit is making me tired it's making me tired it's making me tired You know I planned to retire someday But mama's gonna go out in style Go out in style This shit is making me tired It's making me tired, it's making me tired Mama gonna go out in style When I woke up the kids were being quiet I knew it was a dream right away I called the limousine company Then I got dressed I dressed the kids as well The limousine pulled in and we piled in The doctor he asked which way we were headed I said "sir let's just go west" and he listened obediently Sophie only wanted to listen to radio BBC Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window And Barbara, she looks just like my mom Oh my Barbara she looks so much like my mom No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to pay for this shit I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo And any given day I'd rather ride a limousine No thank you no thank you no thank you no thank you I ain't about to die like this I can afford chemo like i can afford a limo And besides this shit is making me tired It's making me tired, it's making me tired You know I plan to retire someday But mama gonna go out in style Go out in style This shit is making me tired It's making me tired, it's making me tired Mama gonna go out in style Go out in style Style I had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over And babysat all four of my kids I had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over And babysat all four of my kids Sophie only wanted to listen to radio BBC Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window And Barbara, she looks just like my mom Oh my God, Barbara she looks so much like my mom Oh my Barbara she looks so much just like my mom... Somedays Somedays aren't yours at all They come and go as if they're someone elses days They come and leave you behind some elses face And it's harsher than yours And colder than yours They come in all quiet sweep up and then they leave And you don't hear a single floor board creak They're so much stronger than the friends you try to keep by your side Downtown, downtown I'm not here, not anymore I've gone away Don't call me don't write I'm in love with your daughter I want to have her baby I'm in love with your daughter So can I please Downtown, downtown I'm not here Not anymore I've gone away don't call me don't write I've gone away don't call me don't write Somedays aren't yours at all They come and go as if they're someone elses days They come and leave you behind some elses face And it's harsher than yours
Begin to Hope
Fidelity
(Shake it up) I never loved nobody fully Always one foot on the ground And by protecting my heart truly I got lost in the sounds I hear in my mind All these voices I hear in my mind all these words I hear in my mind all this music And it breaks my heart And it breaks my heart And it breaks my heart It breaks my heart And suppose I never ever met you Suppose we never fell in love Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft Suppose I never ever saw you Suppose you never ever called Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall Just to break my fall Just to break my fall Break my fall Break my fall All my friends say that of course it's gonna get better Gonna get better Better better better better Better better better I never love nobody fully Always one foot on the ground And by protecting by heart truly I got lost In the sounds I hear in my mind All these voices I hear in my mind all these words I hear in my mind All this music And it breaks my heart It breaks my heart Breaks my Heart Breaks my heart
Better
If I kiss you where it's sore If I kiss you where it's sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Born like sisters to this world In a town where blood ties are only blood If you never say your name out loud to anyone They can never ever call you by it If I kiss you where it's sore If I kiss you where it's sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all You're getting sad, sad, getting sad, getting sadder And I don't understand, and I don't understand But if I kiss you where it's sore If I kiss you where it's sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Anything at all Will you feel anything at all Anything at all Will you feel anything at all Anything at all...
You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go, I have to go Your hair was long when we first met Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonder bread And went right back to bed And the history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us And the bible didn't mention us Not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the stars came falling on our heads But they're just old light, they're just old light Your hair was long when we first met Samson came to my bed Told me that my hair was red Told me I was beautiful and Came into my bed Oh I cut his hair myself one night A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light And he told me that I'd done alright And kissed me till the morning light The morning light And kissed me till the morning light Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonder bread And went right back to bed Oh we couldn't bring the columns down Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one And the history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us Not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first
On The Radio This is how it works It feels a little worse Than when we drove our hearse Right through that screaming crowd While laughing up a storm Until we were just bone Until it got so warm That none of us could sleep And all the styrofoam Began to melt away We tried to find some worms To aid in the decay But none of them were home Inside their catacomb A million ancient bees Began to sting our knees While we were on our knees Praying that disease Would leave the ones we love And never come again On the radio We heard November Rain That solo's really long But it's a pretty song We listened to it twice 'Cause the DJ was asleep This is how it works You're young until you're not You love until you don't You try until you can't You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath No, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like Then try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don't get harmed But even if it does You'll just do it all again And on the radio You hear November Rain That solo's awful long But it's a good refrain You listen to it twice 'Cause the DJ is asleep On the radio (oh oh oh) On the radio On the radio - uh oh On the radio - uh oh On the radio - uh oh On the radio
Field below I wish I'd see a field below i wish I'd hear a rooster crow But there are none who live downtown And so the day starts out so slow Again the sun was never called And darkness spreads over the snow Like ancient bruises I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see your face below I wish I'd hear you whispering low But you don't live downtown no more And everything must come and go Again the sun was never called And darkness spreads over the snow Like ancient bruises I'm awake and feel the ache I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below But I wish I'd see a field below I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below I'm awake and feel the ache But I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see a field below I wish I'd see a field below
Hotel song
Come in, come in Come into my world I've got to show Show show you Come into my bed I've got to know Know know you I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my fool Will never be my fool Floaters in my eyes Wake up in an hotel room Cigarettes and lies I am a child, it's too soon I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my fool Will never be my fool A little bag of cocaine A little bag of cocaine So who's the girl wearing my dress I figured out her number Inside a paper napkin But I don't know her address I wade downstairs The porter smiles to me a smile I've bought With a couple of gold coins A sign that I've been caught I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my dear Will never be my dear, dear friend Dear dear friend, dear dear friend... A little bag of cocaine A little bag of cocaine So who's the girl wearing my dress I figured out her number Inside a paper napkin But I don't know her address Come in, come in Come into my world I've got to show Show show you Come into my bed I've got to know Know know you I have dreams of orca whales and owls But I wake up in fear You will never be my You will never be my dear Will never be my dear, dear friend Dear dear friend, dear dear friend...
Après moi
I must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I, oh, must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame They'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old They'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold They'll inherit your blood Après moi, le déluge After me comes the flood I must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I, oh, must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame They'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old They'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold They'll inherit your blood Après moi, le déluge After me comes the flood Be afraid of the lame They'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old They'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold They'll inherit your blood Après moi, le déluge After me the flood
Russian Poem by Boris Pasternak :
Be afraid of the lame They'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old They'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold They'll inherit your blood Après moi, le déluge After me comes the flood I, oh, must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I, oh, must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice I, oh, must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I, oh, must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice
20 Years Of Snow
He's a wounded animal He lives in a matchbox He's a wounded animal And he's been coming around here He's a dying breed He's a dying breed His daughter is twenty years of snow falling She's twenty years of strangers looking into each other's eyes She's twenty years of clean She never truly hated anyone or anything She's a dying breed She's a dying breed She says I'd prefer the moss I'd prefer the mouth A baby of the swamps A baby of the south I'm twenty years of clean And I never truly hated anyone or anything Twenty years of clean Twenty years of clean But I got to get me out of here This place is full of dirty old men And the navigators with their mappy maps And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes But I got to get me out of here This place is full of dirty old men And the navigators with their mappy maps And moldy heads and pissing on sugarcubes While you stare at your boots And the words float out like holograms And the words float out like holograms And the words float out like holograms They say, feel the waltz, feel the waltz Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz Feel the waltz, feel the waltz Come on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz
That time Hey remember the time when I found a human tooth down on Delancey Hey remember that time we decided to kiss anywhere except the mouth Hey remember that time when my favorite colors were pink and green Hey remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines So cheap and juicy, tangerines Hey remember that time when I would only read Shakespeare Hey remember that other time when I would only read the backs of cereal boxes Hey remember that time I tried to save a pigeon with a broken wing A street cat got him by morning and I had to bury pieces of his body in my building's playground I thought I was going to be sick, I thought I was going to be sick Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Parliaments Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Marlboros Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Camels Hey remember that time when I was broke I didn't care I just bummed from my friends Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum... Hey remember that time when you od'ed Hey remember that other time when you od'ed for the second time Well in the waiting room while waiting for news of you I hallucinated I could read your mind And I was on a lot of shit too but what I saw, man, I tell you it was freaky, freaky
Edit White lines on your mind Keep it steady You were never ready for the lies White lines on your mind Keep it steady You were never ready for the lies You don't have no doctor Robert You don't have no uncle Albert You don't even have good credit You can write but you can't edit You don't have no doctor Robert You don't have no uncle Albert You don't even have good credit You can write but you can't edit Edit, edit, edit, edit, edit, edit... White lines on your mind Keep it steady You were never ready for the lies You don't have no doctor Robert You don't have no uncle Albert You don't even have good credit You can write but you can't edit Edit, edit, edit, edit, edit, edit...
Lady Lady sing the blues so well As if she mean it As if it's hell down here In the smoke-filled world Where the jokes are cold They don't laugh at jokes They laugh at tragedies Corner street societies But they believe her They never leave her While she sings she make them feel things She says, i can sing this song so blue That you will cry in spite of you Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder And I have walked these streets so long There ain't nothing right, there ain't nothing wrong But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder The little wet tears on your baby's shoulder Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, no regret Takes a look around, no regrets, no regrets Stretches out like branches of a poplar tree She says, i'm free Sings so soft as if she'll break, says I can sing this song so blue That you will cry in spite of you Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder I have walked these streets so long There ain't nothing right, nothing wrong But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder The little wet tears on your baby's shoulder But on this stage I've learned to fly Learned to sing And learned to cry Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder But now it's time To say goodbye Some might laugh But I will surely cry Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder Lady lights a cigarette Puffs away, and winter comes And she forgets
Summer in the city Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I've been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment Telling strangers personal things Summer in the city, I'm so lonely lonely lonely So I went to a protest just to rub up against strangers And I did feel like coming but I also felt like crying It doesn't seem so worth it right now And the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise At the site of a beautiful woman they feel nothing but Anger, her skin makes them sick in the night nauseaous, nauseaous, nauseaous Summer in the city, I'm so lonely lonely lonely I've been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other women And I tap on their shoulder and they turn around smiling But there's no recognition in their eyes Oh summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage And don't get me wrong, dear, in general I'm doing quite fine It's just when it's summer in the city, and you're so long gone from the city I start to miss you, baby, sometimes When it's summer in the city And you're so long gone from the city I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
Far
The Calculation You went into the kitchen cupboard Got yourself another hour And you gave half of it to me We sat there looking at the faces Of the strangers in the pages Til we knew them mathematically They were in our minds until forever But we didn't mind, we didn't know better So we made our own computer Out of macaroni pieces And it did our thinking while we lived our lives It counted up our feelings And divided them up even And it called that calculation perfect love Didn't even know that love was bigger Didn't even know that love was so... Hey, this fire, it's burning, burning us up... So we made the hard decision And we each made an incision Past our muscles and our bones Saw our hearts were little stones Pulled them out, they weren't beating And we weren't even bleeding As we lay them on a granite countertop We beat them up against each other... We struck them hard against each other... We struck them so hard, so hard, until they sparked Hey, this fire, it's burning, burning us up...
Eet It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song You can't believe it You were always singing along It was so easy And the words so sweet You can't remember You try to feel a beat eeet eeeet eeet You spend half of your life Trying to fall behind You're using your headphones To drown out your mind It was so easy And the words so sweet You can't remember You try to move your feet eet eeet eeet Someone's deciding Whether or not to steal He opens a window Just to feel the chill He hears that outside A small boy just started to cry Cuz it's his turn But his brother won't let him try It's like forgetting The words to your favorite song You can't believe it You were always singing along It was so easy And the words so sweet You can't remember You try to move your feet It was so easy And the words so sweet You can't remember You try to feel the beat-t-t-t-t-t
Blue Lips He stumbled into faith and thought God this is all There is The pictures in his mind arose And began To breathe And all the gods in all the worlds Began colliding on a backdrop of blue Blue lips Blue veins He took a step But then felt tired He said, I'll rest A little while But when he tried To walk again He wasn't A child And all the people hurried past Real fast and no one ever smiled Blue lips Blue veins Blue, the color of our planet from far, far away Blue lips Blue veins Blue, the color of our planet from far, far away He stumbled into faith and thought God this is all There is The pictures in his mind arose And began To breathe And no one saw and no one heard They just followed Lead The pictures in his mind awoke And began To breed They started off beneath the knowledge tree Then they chopped it down to make white picket fences They marched along the railroad tracks And smiled real wide for the camera lenses They made it past the enemy lines Just to become enslaved in the assembly lines Blue lips Blue veins Blue, the color of our planet from far, far away Blue lips Blue veins Blue, the color of our planet from far, far away Blue The most human color Blue The most human color Blue The most human color Blue lips Blue veins Blue, the color of the planet from far, far away
Folding Chair Come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies Let's get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy I'll safety-pin his clothes all cool and you'll grafitti up his toys I've got a perfect body, though sometimes I forget I've got a perfect body cause my eyelashes catch my sweat Yes, they do, they do… Now i've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears But every time the tide come in to take me home I get scared, and I'm sitting here alone Dreaming of the dolphin song… Maybe one day you will understand I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand Till that day just please don't be so down Don't make frowns, you silly clown Just come and open up your folding chair next to me My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes And the waves are just a frothier version of the skies There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes…
Machine
My eyes are bifocal My hands are sub jointed I live in the future In my pre-war apartment And I count all my blessings I have friends in high places And I'm upgraded daily All my wires without traces Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into hooked into Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into Hooked into machine I collect my moments Into a correspondence With a mightier power Who just lacks my perspectives And who lacks my organics And who covets my defects And I'm downloaded daily I am part of a composite Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into, hooked into Hooked into machine Hooked into machine Hooked into machine I'm hooked into Hooked into machine Everything's provided Consummate consumer Part of worldly taking Apart from worldly troubles Living in your pre-war apartment Soon to be your post-war apartment And you lived in the future And the future It's here It's bright It's now
Laughing With No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor No one laughs at God when the doctor calls after some routine tests No one's laughing at God when it's gotten real late And their kid's not back from that party yet No one laughs at God when their airplane starts to uncontrollably shake No one's laughing at God when they see the one they love Hand in hand with someone else and they hope they're mistaken No one laughs at God when the cops knock on their door And they say we've got some bad news, sir No one's laughing at God when there's a famine, fire or flood But God can be funny At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke Or when the crazies say He hates us And they get so red in the head you think they're 'bout to choke God can be funny When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus God can be so hilarious Ha ha Ha ha No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one's laughing at God when they've lost all they've got And they don't know what for No one laughs at God on the day they realize that the last sight they'll ever see Is a pair of hateful eyes No one's laughing at God when they're saying their goodbyes But God can be funny At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke Or when the crazies say He hates us And they get so red in the head you think they're 'bout to choke God can be funny When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus God can be so hilarious No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war No one laughing at God in a hospital No one's laughing at God in a war No one's laughing at god when they're starving or freezing or so very poor No one's laughing at God No one's laughing at God No one's laughing at God No one's laughing at God We're all laughing with God
Human Of The Year
Hello, hello Calling a Karl Projektorinski to the front Of the cathedral, you have won Dear sir May I congratulate you first Oh, what an honor Human! Human of the year! You've won! Human! Human of the year! You've won Why are you so scared You stand there shaking in your pew The icons are whispering to you They're just old men Like on the benches in the park Except their balding spots are Glistening with gold Human Human of the year You've won Human Human of the year You've won Won On On You have won Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Outside the cars are beepin' Out a song just in your honor And though they do not know it All mankind are now your brothers And thus the cathedral had spoken Wishing well to all us sinners And, with a sigh, grew silent Till next year's big human winner Outside the cars were beepin' Out a song just in your honor And though they do not know it All mankind are now your brothers All mankind are now your brothers Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hello, hello Calling a Karl Projektorinski to the front Of the cathedral You have won!
Two birds Two birds on a wire One tries to fly away And the other Watches him close From that wire He says he wants to as well But he is a liar I'll believe it all There's nothing I won't understand I'll believe it all I won't let go of your hand Two birds on a wire One says, come on And the other says, I'm tired The sky is overcast And i'm sorry One more or one less Nobody's worried I'll believe it all There's nothing I won't understand I'll believe it all I won't let go of your hand Two birds of a feather Say that they're always Gonna stay together But one's never going To let go of that wire He says that he will But he's just a liar Two birds on a wire One tries to fly away And the other Watches him close From that wire He says he wants to as well But he is a liar Two birds on a wire One tries to fly away And the other
Dance anthem of the 80's
You are so sweet Dancing to the Beat There's a meat market down the street The boys and the girls watch each other eat You are so sweet, so sweet Dancing and moving to that beat, that beat There's a meat market down the street The boys and girls watch each other eat The boys and the girls watch each other eat When they really just wanna watch each other Sleep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep sleep Sleep yep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep You are so sweet once more You are so sweet solo I went walking through the city Like a drunk, but not With my slip showing a little Like a drunk, but not And I am one of your people But the cars don't stop And I am one of your people But the cars don't stop And it's been a long time since before I been touched Now I'm getting touched all the time And it's only a matter of whom And it's only a matter of when An addiction to hands and feet There's a meat market down the street The boys and girls watch each other eat When they really just wanna watch each other sleep An addiction to hands and feet There's a meat market down the street The boys and girls watch each other eat When they really just wanna watch each other Sleep yep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep Sleep yep They want to watch, to watch each other Sleep, sleep, sleep They want to watch, to watch each other They want to be watched, they want to be watched They want to be touched, to touch each other They want to sleep, they want to be slept They want to watch, to watch each other They want to be watched, they want to be watched They want to be touched, to touch each other They want to sleep, they want to be slept They want to watch, to watch each other They want to be watched, they want to be watched They want to be touched, to touch each other They want to sleep, they want to be slept They want to watch, to watch each other They want to watch, To watch each other, to watch each other Watch each other Watch each other Watch each other Watch each other Watch each other...
Genius Next Door
Some said the local lake had been enchanted Others said it must have been the weather The neighbors were trying to keep it quiet But I swear that I could hear the laughter So they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge 'Cause overnight that lake had turned as thick as butter But the local kids would still go swimming Drinking Saying that to them it doesn't matter If you just hold in your breath Til you come back up in full Hold in your breath Til you thought it through You fool The genius next door was bussing tables Wiping clean the ketchup bottle labels Getting high and mumbling German fables Didn't care as long as he was able To strip his clothes off by the dumpsters At night while everyone was sleeping And wade midway into that porridge Just him and the secret he was keeping You just hold in your breath Till you come back up in full Hold in your breath Till you thought it through You foolish child In the morning, the film crews start arriving With donuts, coffee, and reporters The kids were waking up hungover The neighbors were starting up their cars The garbagemen were emptying the dumpsters Atheists were praying full of sarcasm And the genius next door was sleeping Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm Just hold in your breath Till you come back up in full Hold in your breath Till you thought it through You foolish child
Wallet I found a wallet I found a wallet Inside were pictures of your small family You were so young Your hair dark brown You had been born in nineteen fifty-three Your winter birthday Was stamped on the plastic Of a license so recently expired I was so tired As I walked through my door I let all the contents of your wallet on the floor And like a holy relic Or a mystery novel I thumbed them in the dim light Searching for a clue A blockbuster card An old stick of juicy fruit A crumpled receipt For a pair of leather boots I have no wallet I have no wallet I keep my cards together with a blue rubber band And with a free hand I search in my pockets For pieces of, pieces of paper and change I'll take your wallet To my local blockbuster They'll find your number In their computer You'll never know me I'll never know you But you'll be so happy When they call you up
One More Time With Feeling Your stitches are all out, but your scars are healing wrong And the helium balloon inside your room has come undone And it's pushing up at the ceiling and the flickering lights it cannot get beyond Oh, everyone takes turns, now it's yours to play the part And they're sitting all around you holding copies of your chart And the misery inside their eyes is synchronized reflecting into yours Hold on One more time with feeling Try it again Breathing's just a rhythm Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right This is why we fight You thought by now you'd be so much better than you are You thought by now they'd see that you had come so far And the pride inside their eyes would synchronize into a love you'll never know So much more than you can show Hold on One more time with feeling Try it again Breathing's just a rhythm Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right This is why we fight This is why we fight
Man Of A Thousand Faces
The man of a thousand faces Sits down at the table Eats a small lump of sugar And smiles at the moon like he knows her He begins his quiet ascension Without anyone's steady instruction To a place of no religion He's found a path to her likeness His words are quiet like stains are On a tablecloth washed in a river Stains that are trying to cover For each other Or at least blend in with the pattern Good is better than perfect Scrub till your fingers are bleeding And I'm crying for things I tell others to do without crying He used to go to his favorite bookstores And rip out his favorite pages And stuff 'em into his breast pockets The moon, to him, was a stranger And now he sits down at a table Without anyone's steady instruction Begins his quiet ascension To a place of no religion He's found a path to her likeness He eats a small lump of sugar Smiles at the moon like he knows her
What We Saw From The Cheap Seats
Small Town Moon I must have left a thousand times But everyday begin the same 'Cause there's a small town in my mind How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Oh, baby, baby, it's all about the moon I wish you wouldn't have broke my camera 'Cause we're gonna get real old real soon Today we're younger than we ever gonna be Today we're younger than we ever gonna be Woo! Today we're younger than we ever gonna be Stop, stop, what's the hurry Come on, baby, don't you worry, worry Everybody not so nice, nice Everybody not so nice, nice Stop, stop, what's the hurry Come on, baby, don't you worry, worry Everybody not so nice, nice Everybody not so nice, nice Thought you ought to know by now I thought you ought to know by now Everybody not so nice, nice Everybody not so nice, nice Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby It's all about the moon I must have left a thousand times But there's a small town in my mind How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me Woo! How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me Oh, how can I leave without hurting everyone that made me, oh-oh! How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me, oh How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me
Oh, Marcello! Oh, Marcello, how I wonder The Madonna, she tell the truth, no She been saying, I'll have a baby When he grow up he become a killer I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Understood Oh, Marcello Never thought I'd really love you But I do so My head waiter's head on your platter Just say the word and Salome can kiss my gutters Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Understood, understood Una mille, una mille, una mille, una mille Una mille, una mille, una mille, una mille I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Understood, understood Oh, Marcello, how I wonder The Madonna, when she speak she tell the truth, no She been saying, I'll have a baby When he grow up he become a killer and kill everybody I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Understood, understood Oh, Marcello Oh, Marcello
Don't Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas)
Down on Bowery They lose their ball eyes and their lipped mouths in the night And stumbling through the streets they say “Sir do you got a light? And if you do then you're my friend and if you don't then you're my foe And if you are a deity of any sort then please don't go…” Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas And down on Lexington They're wearing new shoes stuck to aging feet And close their eyes and open and not recognize the aging street And think about how things were right When they were young and veins were tight And if you are the ghost of Christmas Past Then won't you stay the night Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas oh oh oh Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas Down in Bronx-y Bronx the kids go sledding down snow covered slopes And frozen noses, frozen toes, the frozen city starts to glow And yes they know that it'll melt And yes they know New York will thaw But if you are a friend of any sort then play along and catch a cold Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas oh oh oh Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas ah ah ah Ne me quitte pas mon cher Ne me quitte pas I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain I love I love in the rain Oh I love Paris in the rain, I love Paris in the rain I Love I love in the rain Oh I love I love in the rain Oh I love I love in the rain Oh I love I love in the rain...
Firewood The piano is not firewood yet They try to remember but still they forget That the heart beats in threes Just like a waltz And nothing can stop you from dancing Rise from your cold hospital bed I tell you you're not dying Everyone knows you're going to live So you might as well start trying The piano is not firewood yet But the cold does get cold So it soon might be that I'll take it apart Call up my friends And we'll warm up our hands by the fire Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Don't look so shocked Don't judge so harsh You don't know You're only spying Everyone knows it's going to hurt But at least we'll get hurt trying The piano is not firewood yet But a heart can't be helped And it gathers regret Someday you'll wake up And feel a great pain And you'll miss every toy you've ever owned You'll want to go back You wish you were small Nothing woll console your crying You'll take the clock off of your wall And you'll wish that it was lying Love what you have And you'll have more love You're not dying Everyone knows You're going to love Though there's still no cure for crying
Patron Saint She's the kind of girl Who smash herself down In the night She's the kind of girl Who fracture her mind Till it's light She'll break her own Heart And you Know That she'll break your heart too So darling, let go of her hand She been skipping days Spilling her drinks in the sink And you know She never coming home Never coming home A-Again But when, when, when She open her eyes, eyes, eyes Beyond the Chipping paint of the window pane Lies, lies, lies Her patron saint Broken and lame And absolutely insane For learning That true love Exists So darling, let go of her hand Let go of her hand Let go of her hand Let go of her hand Let go of her hand Let go of her hand Let go of her hand You'll be to blame For playing this game And learning That true love Exists She's the kind of girl Who smash herself down In the night She's the kind of girl Who fracture her mind Till it's light She'll break her own heart And you Know That she'll break your heart too So darling, let go of her hand Darling, let go of her hand Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin You'll be to blame for Playing this game And learning That true love Exists Broken and lame And knowing That true love Exists The pain, the pain, the pain And knowing That true love Exists
How How Can I forget your love How can I Never see you again There is a time and place For one more sweet embrace And there's a time, oh When it all oh, Went wrong I guess You know by now That we will meet again Somehow How baby how Can I begin again How can I Try to love someone new Someone who isn't you How can our love be true When I'm not oh I'm not over you I guess you know by now That we will meet again Somehow Time Can come and take away the pain But I Just want my memories to remain Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin To hear your voice To see your face There's not one moment I'd erase You are a guest here now So baby how Can I forget your love How can I Never see you again How can I ever know Why some stay others go When I don't, no I don't want you to go I guess I know by now That we we will meet again Somehow Time Can come and wash away the pain But I Just want my mind to stay the same To hear your voice To see your face There's not one moment I'd erase You are guest here now So baby how Can I forget your love How can I Never see you again
All the Rowboats All the rowboats, in the paintings They keep trying to row away And the captain's worried faces Stay contorted and staring at the waves They'll keep hanging, in their gold frames For forever, forever and a day All the rowboats, in the oil paintings They keep trying to row away, row away Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Hear them whispering, French and German Dutch, Italian and Latin When no one's looking, I touch a sculpture Marble, gold, and soft as satin But the most special are the most lonely God, I pity the violins In glass coffins, they keep coughin' They've forgotten, forgotten how to sing, how to sing Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin First there's lights out, then there's lock up Masterpieces serving maximum sentences It's their own fault for being timeless There's a price to pay, and a consequence All the galleries, the museums "Here's your ticket, welcome to the tombs" They're just public mausoleums The living dead fill every room But the most special are the most lonely God, I pity the violins In glass coffins, they keep coughin' They've forgotten, forgotten how to sing They will stay there, in their gold frames For forever, forever and a day All the rowboats in the oil paintings They keep trying to row away, row away First there's lights out, then there's lock up Masterpieces serving maximum sentences It's their own fault for being timeless There's a price to pay, and a consequence All the galleries, the museums They will stay there forever and a day Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin All the rowboats in the oil paintings They keep trying to row away, row away All the rowboats in the oil paintings They keep trying to row away, row away
Ballad of a Politician A man inside a room Is shaking hands with other men This is how it happens Our carefully laid plans Shake it, shake it baby Shake your ass out in that street You're gonna make them scream someday You're gonna make it big You love so deep, so tender Your people and your land You love 'em 'til they can't recall Who they are again Work it, work it baby Work your way 'round that room You're gonna make it big someday You're gonna make a boom But I am, but I am But I am not a number, not a name But I am, but I am But I am a carefully laid plan Shake what your mama gave you You know that it won't last You're gonna taste the ground real soon You're gonna taste the grass Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin A man inside a room Is shaking hands with other men This is how it happens Our world under command Shake it, shake it baby Shake your ass out in that street You're gonna make us scream someday You're gonna make us weep You're gonna make us scream someday You're gonna make it big
Open I am Down the road and up the hill I wait for you still Wires 'round my fingers Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open I am Through the woods and past the trains I wait here in vain Scrubbing out the stains again Potentially lovely Perpetually human Haphazardly open Open Open In a night the snow starts falling And everybody stares Through the windows at the streetlights Too beautiful to see Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I am In a room I've built myself Four straight walls One floor One ceiling And day after day I wake up feeling Day after day I wake up feeling Feeling Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open Open Open up Your eyes And then Ah
The Party You're like a party Somebody threw me You taste like birthday You look like New Year You're like a big parade through town You leave such a mess but you're so fun Tell all the neighbors To start knocking down walls To grab their guitars And run out to the halls And we'll be coming out right along To sing 'em my new song For every place There is a bus That'll take you Where you must Start counting all your money and friends Before you come back again Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin For every road We can't retrace For every memory We can't face For every name that's been erased Let's have another round May I propose a little toast For all the ones who hurt the most For all the friends that we have lost Let's give them one more round of applause But you're like a party Somebody threw me You taste like birthday You look like New Year You're like a big parade through town That leaves such a mess But you're so fun
Jessica Jessica, wake up Jessica, wake up It's February again We must get older So wake up I can't write a song for you I'm out of melodies I can't write a song for you But I am asking, please Jessica, wake up Jessica, wake up It's February again It's February again We must get older now So please, wake up We must get older now So please, wake up
Call Them Brothers ( Only Son feat. Regina Spektor ) That's it, it's split, it won't recover Just frame the halves and call them brothers Find your fathers and your mothers If you remember who they are Over and over they call us their friends Can't we find something else to pretend Like nobody's won and we're safe at the end Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin In the darkness the film machine's spinning So let's leave it on We'll be out in the street Before anyone knows that we're gone That's it, it's split, it can't recover Just frame the halves and call them a whole And chip at the bricks and fill up your pockets With the pieces of the wall that you stole The hunt is on, everyone's chasing Everyone's chasing a shot A shot rings out, nobody wants it Nobody wants it to stop That's it, it's split, it won't recover Just frame the halves and call them brothers Find your fathers and your mothers If you remember who they are If you remember, if you remember If you remember who they are
The Prayer Of François Villon (Molitva) (Originally by Bulat Okudzhava) Poka Zemlya esche vertitsya Poka esche yarok svet Gospodi, day zhe tyi kazhdomu Chego u nego net Umnomu day golovu Truslivomu day konya Day schastlivomu deneg I ne zabud pro menya Poka Zemlya esche vertitsya Gospodi, tvoya vlast Day rvuschemusya k vlasti Navlastvovatsya vslast Day peredyishku schedromu Hot do ishoda dnya Kainu day raskayanie I ne zabud pro menya Ya veryu: tyi vse umeesh Ya veruyu v mudrost tvoyu Kak verit soldat ubityiy Chto on prozhivaet v rayu Kak verit kazhdoe uho Tihim recham tvoim Kak veruem i myi sami Ne vedaya, chto tvorim Gospodi moy Bozhe Zelenoglazyiy moy Poka Zemlya esche vertitsya I eto ey stranno samoy Poka ey esche hvataet Vremeni i ognya Day zhe tyi vsem ponemnogu I ne zabud pro menya Day zhe tyi vsem ponemnogu I ne zabud pro menya Old Jacket (Stariy Pedjak) (Originally by Bulat Okudzhava) Ya mnogo let pidzhak noshu Davno potersya i ne nov on. I ya zovu k sebe portnogo I pereshit pidzhak proshu Ya govoryu emu shutya "Perekroite vse inache Sulit mne novyie udachi Iskusstvo kroyki i shitya" Ya poshutil. A on pidzhak Serezno tak pereshivaet A sam-to vse perezhivaet Vdrug chto ne tak Takoy chudak Odna zabota nayavu V ego userde molchalivom Chtobyi ya vyiglyadel schastlivyim V tom pidzhake Poka zhivu On predstavlyaet eto tak Edva lish ya pidzhak primeryu Opyat v tvoyu lyubov poveryu Kak byi ne tak Takoy chudak Opyat v tvoyu lyubov poveryu Kak byi ne tak Takoy chudak
REMEMBER US TO LIFE
Bleeding Heart What you got on tap I'll take two of that I'm chasing a story I heard When I was here last At the back of the class You pretended you never got lost You're at the back of the class In the back of the bus Sitting out at the dance Always saying "no thanks" When they see you around You look down at the ground But when they walk away You wish they'd stayed Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart You can't help but stare At everyone there It's you versus everyone else Your outfit's a crime You feel their cold minds Placing you under arrest And you serve your time Drinking all night long Staring at the walls Of your jail-like home Listening to that song 'Cause it hurts just right 'Till everything is gone tonight Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Someday you'll grow up And then you'll forget All of the pain you endured Until you walk by A sad pair of eyes And up will come back all the hurt And you'll see their pain As they look away And you want to help But there's just no way 'Cause you've won the war So it's not your turn But everything inside still burns Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart In the real world did you copy and paste too? Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never never mind mind mind Never mind your bleeding heart Never never never mind mind mind Never mind your bleeding heart Never never never mind mind mind Never mind your bleeding heart Never never never mind mind mind How long must I wait 'Til you learn that it's not too late How long must I cry 'Til you know that you really tried How long must I try 'Til you learn that dreaming's hard How long must I dream 'Til you heal your bleeding heart Never mind your bleeding heart
Older and Taller I remembered you older and taller But you're younger and smaller So who's gonna call her and say That you're back again And all the lies, they were wiser And the wise were the liars And the liars were on fire And the fires were put out Just to be lit again You're alone 'til you're not alone And that's all you need to know Every time you decide to stay Then the world will make you go And that's all you need to know In the real world did you copy and paste too? All the debts, they got settled And the settlers got cattle But the cattle was rattled by the snakes That were guarding the garden gates And you retired just in time You were about to be fired For being so tired from hiring the ones Who will take your place All the lies on your résumé Have become the truth by now And the things that you never did Have become your youth, somehow You know everything by now Enjoy your youth Sounds like a threat Enjoy your youth Sounds like a threat But I will anyway I remembered you older and taller But you're younger and smaller So who's gonna call her and say That you're here at last And all the days, they were longer And the drinks, they were stronger The words, we sang wrong But the songs were remembered And time just passed You're around 'til you're not around And that's all I need to know Every time you decide to stay Then the world will make you go And that's all you need to know Enjoy your youth Sounds like a threat Enjoy your youth Sounds like a threat But I will anyway Grand Hotel Somewhere below the Grand Hotel There is a tunnel that leads down to hell Take the dumbwaiter, the laundry chute Then sneak through the hall past the boy's shining boots Then left at the courtyard, through the old garden Where all the bellhops smoke with the guards And then you run to the old lake house Down to the old lake house Run to the old lake house where it begins Under the floorboards there's a deep well That leads to a spring that sprung up in hell That's where old devils danced and kissed And made their blood pacts in the ancient mists And running through forests, they screamed in chorus While piercing fair maidens' chests with their horns And then they lay in the grass 'til the dawn came Sleeping away 'til the dawn came Lay in the grass where now stands the Grand Hotel In the real world did you copy and paste too? The Maître D' and a fancy chef Silver's real, the liquor's top shelf Play some tennis, swim in a pool Stroll the garden, shady and cool And you won't care that the devils Won't mind that the devils Won't know that the devils are near Somewhere below the grand hotel There is a tunnel that leads straight to hell But no one comes up for the souls anymore They come for some comfort and for the dance floor And hiding sharp horns under fedoras Do not disturb signs instead of a chorus They toss and turn 'til the dawn comes On soft sheets 'til the dawn comes No one sleeps at the Grand Hotel Room service, mini-bar Scented soaps, chauffeured cars Stay a day, stay a week Here's the tunnel, take a peek Just call up you friends at the front desk Any hour at the front desk Call up your friends at the Grand Hotel You'll always have friends at the Grand Hotel Small Bill$ His destiny was just too big to spend So he broke it into smaller bills and change By the time he tried to buy the things he needed He had spent it all on loosies and weed and He had spent it all on chips and Coca-Cola He had spent it all on chocolate and vanilla He had spent it all and didn't even feel it He had spent it all and didn't even feel it In the real world did you copy and paste too? All the poets in the alley coughing up blood And their visions and their dreams are coming up red They can either wake up or go deeper But it's so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper It's like awakening a bear in winter To feel the reckoning of hunger's splinter He's gonna stretch his claws and feel his power And you are gonna know your final hour Better get a head start, start running While you were skimming from the top was sunny But all the weather 'bout to turn real crummy 'Cause everybody gonna want their money Yeah, everybody gonna want their money Better get a head start, start running Better get a head start, start running 'Cause it's about to get so unfunny All the poets in the alley coughing up blood And their visions and their dreams are coming up red They can either wake up or go deeper But it's so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper Black and White All my love in black and white On this color photograph Sad, sad eyes, know too much You will always start to cry Why should I wait for tomorrow Why should I wait for tomorrow When you left, I closed the door Closed my eyes, sat on the floor Heart beat fast, mind got slow This great love is all I know Why should I wait for tomorrow Why should I wait for tomorrow Why should I wait for tomorrow Why should I wait for tomorrow In the real world did you copy and paste too? All my love in black and white On this faded photograph Sad, sad eyes, know too much You will always start to cry You will always start to cry Oh, you will always start to cry Oh, you will always start to cry You will always start to cry Oh, you will always start to cry The Light The light was shining in my eyes before I closed them And all the dreams I had the night before came back The faces that I'd seen looked so familiar But they're just strangers I haven't met them yet I know the morning is wiser than the evening I know that wrong and right can sometimes look the same So many things I know, but they don't help me Each day I open up my eyes and start again In the real world did you copy and paste too? The light comes shining in my eyes The light comes shining in my eyes The light comes shining in my eyes The light comes shining in my eyes So many stories, I want to tell you I wish that I could show you the many things I've seen You and your daddy, you both look like poets Your eyes are open wide while you are in a dream I know the morning is wiser than the nighttime I know there's nothing wrong, I shouldn't feel so down So many things I know, but they don't help me Each day I open up my eyes to look around The sun comes shining in my eyes The sun comes shining in my eyes The sun comes shining in my eyes The sun comes shining in My eyes are closed now Count the stars inside your mind Count the breaths, count heartbeats Count the sounds of life The light was shining in my eyes before I closed them And all the dreams I had the night before were gone The faces that I'd seen looked so familiar But I forgot them all when I saw the sun I know the morning is wiser than the evening I know that all of life just happens in between So many things I know, but they don't help me Each day I open up my eyes and it begins The light comes shining in my eyes The light comes shining in my eyes The light comes shining in my eyes The light comes shining in my eyes The light, the light, the light, the light The light, the light, the light... The Trapper and the Furrier The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise And all the animals lay clawless and toothless before them And all the mothers stepped away from their babies Leaving them open and easy to handle In the real world did you copy and paste too? The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise They took some for now and they got some for later And they marveled at the pelts, not a bullet-hole in them And they filled up the cages with pets for their children What a strange, strange world we live in Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven What a strange, strange world we live in Those who don't have lose, those who got get given More, more, more, more The owner and the manager went walking through paradise And all the shelves were filled with awards and achievements And on every corner, a power presentation And on every floor, an army of workers The owner and the manager went walking through paradise And all their charts showed so much promise and progress No sick days, no snow days, no unions, no taxes And they wandered towards home, kings of their castles What a strange, strange world we live in Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven What a strange, strange world we live in Those who don't have lose, those who got get given More, more, more, more The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise And all the sick were around them with fevers unbreaking Crying and bleeding and coughing and shaking And arms outstretched, prescription collecting The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise Pressed suits in a courtroom, aroma of chloroform And they smiled at the judge, dispositions so sunny 'Cause they didn't have the cure but sure needed the money What a strange, strange world we live in Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven What a strange, strange world we live in Those who don't have lose, those who got get given More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more Tornadoland It’s so much easier than you think You try so hard And every time you get it wrong You get it right You get it wrong But you get it right You get it right The mind runs faster Your thoughts are louder than your words And every time you turn around It starts to hurt It starts to hurt But you wanna be heard Wanna be heard Wanna be louder than the storms around You hear them through the windows and the doors Everybody’s time has come It’s everybody’s moment, except yours In the real world did you copy and paste too? Before the light goes out Why don’t you close your eyes And all the monsters in your mind Just wanna be nice They wanna be kind They wanna play nice They wanna be softer than the storms around You feel them through the windows and the doors Everybody’s time has come It’s everybody’s moment, except yours Everybody moment Everybody moment Everybody moment, except yours 'Cept yours Everybody moment Everybody moment Everybody moment, except yours 'Cept yours... Obsolete This is how I feel right now Obsolete manuscript No one reads and no one needs Pages lost, incomplete No one knows what it means Minds grow dark so suddenly I was lost on your street Hey, I'm talking to myself I can hear you listening in To my thoughts, to my dreams What I want I can't compete Obsolete Take me to the water's edge Let me stand in the sand Let me hear the waves crash land Useless part, useless heart Useless art What am I Why am I Incomplete Obsolete In the real world did you copy and paste too? This is how it feels right now Obsolete manuscript No one reads No one needs Useless part The useless heart What am I Why am I Incomplete Obsolete All I want Can't compete All I want Is asleep All I want Incomplete All I want Obsolete Sellers Of Flowers The sellers of flowers buy up old roses They pull off dead petals, like old heads of lettuce And sell them as new ones, for cheaper and fairer But they die by the morning, so who is the winner Not the roses, not the buyers, not the sellers, maybe winter 'Cause winters coming, soon after summer It runs faster, faster, chasing off autumn We go from a warm sun to only a white sun We go from a large sum to only a small one When I was a small girl, I walked through the market Holding my dad's hand, mitten in gloved hand At night there were roses, lit up in glass boxes The heat lamps would keep them from freezing in winter We never bought them but somebody must have Maybe they made it or maybe they froze up Before any person had put them in water And hoped that they'd still be alive by the morning In the real world did you copy and paste too? Who's the winner Not the roses, not the buyers, not the sellers Not the tellers of these stories Not the fathers, not their children, Not those walking on a dark night Through a memory they're forgetting Who's the winner, who's the winner Maybe winter, maybe winter Somebody steps on a light through a tunnel They're holding a piece of their mind in the rubble Hold on, I won't let go, I want to know But no one lives long enough to see the outcome To know any answers, to know what the point is To know if the winter ever came closer Than on that night when I walked with my father A small piece of ice, lodged in my mind Lodged in my thoughts, lodged in my eyes Cold all around, cold all around Warm from inside, warm from inside Who's the winner Not the roses, not the buyers, not the sellers Not the tellers of these stories Not the fathers, not their children Who's the winner Not the roses, not the buyers, not the sellers Not the tellers of the stories Not the fathers, not their children, Not those walking on a dark night Through a memory they're forgetting Who's the winner, who's the winner Maybe winter, maybe winter Who's the winner, who's the winner Maybe winter, maybe winter Who's the winner, who's the winner The Visit I'm so glad that you stopped in And I had some things to say But now they've been forgotten They'll get said a different day They'll get said a different way 'Cause everything keeps changing Life is always raging Beyond the walls and cages Everybody changes 'Til tomorrow's yesterday I'm so glad that you stopped by And I will not ask you why It's just good to see you You always make me smile And you always make me sigh In the real world did you copy and paste too? Sometimes I still wonder Why the sounds of distant thunder Always pulled you under Why you searched, but never found her Why she always got away And somewhere on a hill Inside the past we hear the bells Catching only parts of thoughts And fragments of ourselves 'Til we begin again I'm so glad that you are here And I know that it's been years I'm just glad to see you And there's no need for tears Time's best friend is fear That's how it can find us And do its greatest kindness Always to remind us That it's our only time inside This body and this mind And somewhere in my mind Behind closed eyes, I see the past Catching every moment that went by To make it last 'til I begin again New Year She sets her alarm Five minutes to midnight And wakes just in time To greet thenew year Remembers the kisses Remembers the laughter And all that's gone away In the real world did you copy and paste too? She shuffles around Turning the lights on Goes to the kitchen Gets the champagne Opens the windo And wrapped in a blanket Begins to count and wait Ten, nine, eight, seven Six, five, four, three, two, one Happy New Year Happy New Year They say you can hear it Over the island Starting in Times Square And spreading throughout A roar like the ocean It comes from a distance Grows louder, then turns quiet She sits in a dream Or in a memory While old conversations Play in her ears Sometimes the minutes Feel longer than hours Some days feel long as years She's just glad She gets to be around To see another Spring come to this town Happy New Year Happy New Year To you She sets her alarm Five minutes to midnight And wakes just in time To say her goodbyes Thanking the old year For all it has brought her No mention of the things it took away She shuffles around Turning the lights out Closes the window Checks on the locks Folds up the blanket Empties the bottle And leaves it in the hallway dark She's just glad She gets to be around To see another Spring come to this town Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year To you Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year Happy New Year To you The One Who Stayed And the One Who Left He went to visit and old old friend And it was long long overdue And though they stayed up very late They never talked out of turn or tune And every time they'd say goodbye Well he'd just stay another while They started from a distant place And were so happy face to face The one who left wanted everything The one who stayed never wanted more It's not your choice, it's how you're built It's in the blueprint of your soul The one who left he dropped his smile And they sat quiet for a while Then the one who stayed began to speak And in his words he answered why I'm just another drop in the bucket I'm just another song on the jukebox I'm just another face in the crowd Another fish in the sea In the real world did you copy and paste too? Something to being one of the many Something to being one in the masses Something to being surrounded by others And not alone by yourself I never wanted the bright lights in my eyes I'm much too quiet I never wanted them pointing their fingers at me Oh no, but Something to being one of the many Something to being one in the masses Something to being surrounded by others And not alone by yourself The one who left he knew it then And he would never doubt again He loved this life, he loved his friend But he'd keep running 'til the end All words they said hovered above All of the pain, all of the love They hugged goodbye and in his room He sang real quiet to the moon Something to being one of the many Who get to sing the songs on the jukebox Who get to stay awake all night And dream half of the day Something to waking up in a new town Something to singing songs to a new crowd Something to being surrounded by others And not alone by yourself I never wanted the bright lights in my eyes I'm much too quiet I never wanted them pointing their fingers at me Oh no, but Something to being one of the many Who get to sing the songs on the jukebox Who get to stay awake all night And dream half of the day Then wake up in a new town Just another face in the crowd End Of Thought I thought about what you said And it's the end of the thought That really got in my head Be careful before you decide Be careful before you decide Risk only what you won't miss And all the rest you can leave For all the others to take You cannot make a mistake The universe is too big The universe is too big I don't know why I let you stay I don't know why I let you stay I don't know why I let you stay around In my mind In the real world did you copy and paste too? I thought about what you said And it's the end of your thought That really made me upset Be careful before you decide The universe is too big The universe is too big You cannot make a mistake You cannot make a mistake I don't know why I let you stay I don't know why I let you stay I don't know why I let you stay around In my mind
Home, before and after
Becoming All Alone I went walking home alone Past all the bars and corner delis When I heard God call out my name And he said, "Hey Let's grab a beer It's awful late We both right here" And we didn't Even have to pay 'Cause God is God And he's revered And I said "Why doesn't it get better with time" I'm becoming all alone again Stay, stay, stay Let the ones who want it bad Get all the things that make them better Let the ones who don't care feel a thrill And I just want to ride But this whole world It makes me carsick Stop the meter, sir You have a heart Why don't you use it Why doesn't it get better with time I'm becoming all alone again Stay, stay, stay I went walking home alone Past all the bars and corner delis When I asked God Please, call, call my name And I said, "Hey Let's grab a beer It's awful late I know you're here" And we wouldn't Even have to pay 'Cause you are God And you're revered Why doesn't it get better with time I'm becoming all alone again Stay, stay, stay I'm becoming all alone again Stay, stay, stay Stay, stay, stay Stay, stay, stay Stay, stay, stay
Up The Mountain In the ocean there's a mountain On the mountain there's a forest In the forest In the forest there's a garden In the forest there's a garden In the forest there's a garden In the forest there's a garden Gotta get in there, gotta get in there Gotta get in there, gotta get in there Gotta get in there, gotta get in there Gotta get in there, gotta get in there In the garden there's a flower In the garden there's a flower In the garden there's a flower In the garden there's a flower Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Got to pluck it, got to pluck it Got to pluck it, got to pluck it In the flower there's a nectar In the flower there's a nectar In the flower there's a nectar In the flower there's a nectar Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Got to taste it, got to taste it Got to taste it, got to taste it Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Got to taste it, got to taste it Got to taste it, got to taste it In the nectar there's an answer In the nectar there's an answer In the nectar there's an answer In the nectar there's an answer Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Got to know it, got to know it Got to know it, got to know it Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Got to know it, got to know it I got to know it, got to know it In the answer there's another In the answer there's another And another and another And another and another Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow down Gotta get in there, gotta get in there Gotta get in there, gotta get in there Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow down Gotta get in there, gotta get in there Gotta get in there, gotta get in there In the ocean there's a mountain On the mountain there's a forest In the forest there's a garden In the garden there's a flower In the flower there's a nectar In the nectar there's an answer In that answer there's another And another and another And another and another Gotta get up there, gotta get up there Gotta get up there, gotta get up there Gotta get up there, gotta get up there Gotta get up there, gotta get up there Like it or not, I'm coming up the mountain Like it or not, I'm coming up the mountain Like it or not, I'm coming up the mountain Like it or not, I'm coming up the mountain Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry
One Man's Prayer I just want some girl to love me back Tell me I'm her only and take away the lonely This deep love in my heart can't go to waste 'Cause if I won't get to meet God and I won't get to be a god Then at least, God, let me get loved back by a girl I just want some girl to talk to me And tell me that I'm different or say that I'm the same I don't care what she thinks, just think of me 'Cause if I won't get to meet God and I won't get to be a god Then at least, God, let me get talked to by a girl This is what I want, this is what I need If I ask real nice, will you give her to me If I just say, "Please, this is what I need" But if I can't have that, well, then at least I just want some girl to look my way And see that I am better than the others, that I matter In her life, I wanna be a friend 'Cause if I won't get to meet God and I won't get to be a god Then at least, God, let me get noticed by a girl In this great world, we just plan to live But you can't plan love, love's from above And if I do have a choice I'll just put one foot in front of the other I'll say one word after another in my voice If I have a choice I just want some girl beneath my feet To tell me I'm her king and then beg me for a ring And I want her to be afraid of me And think that I might leave her and that I will not believe her When she says that she loves and cares for me 'Cause if I won't get to meet God and I won't get to be a god Then at least, God, let me get worshiped by a girl In this great world, we just plan to live But you can't plan love, love's from above This is what I want, this is what I need If I ask real nice, will you give her to me If I just say, "Please, this is what I need" But if I can't have that, well, then at least This is what I want (this is what I want) This is what I say (this is what I say) And this is what I pray
Raindrops You don't know but that's okay You might find me anyway Don't you know that I belong arm in arm with you, baby In a town that's cold and gray We will have a sunny day Don't you know that I belong arm in arm with you, baby Baby I do not know Where does it go When it goes Suddenly though Everything's slow And I miss you so 'Round each corner there's a chance People searching glance to glance Moving 'bout real fast Like insects and fish when they're scared And they sing the same old song Though it's been so very long They sing, raindrops falling on my head But that doesn't mean that I am dead And I do not know Where does it go When it goes Suddenly though Everything's slow And I miss you so You don't know but that's okay You might find me anyway Don't you know that I belong arm in arm with you, baby In a town that's cold and gray We will have a sunny day Don't you know that I belong arm in arm with you, baby Baby, baby, baby
SugarMan Skies are blue when I'm with you They turn to grey when you're away I'm not your doll, I'm not your pet But I'm not my own ever since we met I edit my thoughts, I edit my words I eat and drink 'til nothing hurts But one of these days, love will turn to hate And I'll bite the hand that feeds me cakes Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy Sugar rot your teeth, it'll make you too high But there's not a lot sugar can't buy In a world of salt, of sweat and tears Sometimes you need a little sugar to get through the years They set a big table, didn't save you a seat Just find a lap to sit on and you'll get something to eat When you're served the tea, watch the sugar dissolve Just don't go confusing sugar with love Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy My mama was cold and she was told She'd never been young, so she never grew old She took a deep breath and never exhaled Lived the rest of her life from under a veil I grew up quick, but I grew up strong Didn't get to be her baby too long Whenever I'd eat, I just craved sweet What I couldn't get at home, I got in the streets Sugar man, sugar man, sugar man, sugar man Sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy, sugar daddy... What Might've Been Sickness and flowers go together Bombing and shelters go together Laughing and hurting go together Finding and keeping go together Canary yellow, mustard yellow Yellow tear stains on old pillows Everyone loves a story About long, long ago Pirates and parrots go together Sticks and carrots go together Loving and leaving go together Lies and believing go together Canary yellow, mustard yellow Yellow tear stains on old pillows Everyone loves a story About far, far away Living and dying go together Business and crying go together Passion and madness go together Yellow and sadness go together Canary yellow, mustard yellow Yellow tear stains on old pillows Everyone loves a story About far, far away Everyone loves a story About long, long ago And what, what might've been Spacetime Fairytale I woke up with you in my head Like a melody to sing in bed I should get up, but I instead Make a face you used to make I know there's no such thing as time I know there's no such thing as mine I know there's no such thing as turning back The fairy tale's begun So listen up, my son The pages may have burned But words can just return All of time spans All of space spans All of light spans All our life spans My mind is full of melodies They search for homes inside of me Like begging, pleading refugees But I can't find the time I know there's no such thing as time I know there's no such thing as mine I try to come and still the rising tide Keep listening, my son 'Cause the story just goes on Each time a theory proves The mystery just moves Time moves slower round your feet Find slow time, breathe and feel the beat of Time moves slower, round your feet Find slow time, breathe and feel the beat of time This world began outside of time Some days it's yours, some days it's mine Some days it's cruel, some days it's kind It just can't stay the same I know there's no such thing as time I know there's no such thing as mine I try to sing a melody your way The story must go on So keep listening, my son And if you get too tired Just build a little fire The pages, they may burn But words can just return Pages burn, but words return Just watch the flames and you will learn Pages burn, but words return Just watch the flames and you will learn You will learn You will learn You will learn You will learn You will learn You will learn Coin I gave a coin to a shaman He showed me a vision so bright I was so glad to have seen it all But I awoke with a fright So I gave a coin to a scientist Who showed me which number I was Told me the order of things to come But I forgot what it was So I gave a coin to a president He sent me to fight in his war I still don't know who won, who lost I still don't know what it was for Just lock all the doors And get down on the floor They'll be coming for more Always coming for more So I gave my next coin to a baby He took it to put in his mouth Swallowed it whole, then started to crawl I knew he wouldn't remember me at all When he grew up And took a look at the world When he grew up And had nothing to hold When he grew up And saw it's my fault So I took my last coin and I gave it to you You smiled and said, "Oh you shouldn't have" But your eyes spoke louder than your mouth Your eyes said thank you, your eyes said love Love is enough Of a reason to stay Love is enough Of a reason to stay Love is enough
Loveology Oh incurable humanist you are Oh an incurable humanist you are You are, you are, are, you are Oh an incurable humanist you are Oh an incurable humanist you-u-u-u are, are, are, are You-u-u-u are, are, are, are Let's go to the movies I will hum you a song about nothing at all Let's go to the movies I will hum you a song about nothing at all Let's go to the movies Let's go to the movies Nothing at all, nothing at all Nothing at all, nothing at all Oh an incurable humanist you are Oh an incurable humanist you-u-u-u are, are, are, are You-u-u-u are, are, are, are Let's go to the movies I will hum you a song about nothing at all Let's go to the movies I will hum you a song about nothing at all Let's go to the movies Let's go to the movies Nothing at all, nothing at all Nothing at all, nothing at all Sit down, class Open up your textbooks to page forty-two Porcupineology, antlerology Carology, busology, trainology, planeology Mamaology, papaology, youology, meology Loveology, kissology, stayology, pleaseology Let's study, class Let's study, class Sit down Loveology, loveology I'm sorryology, forgive meology Loveology, loveology I'm sorryology, forgive meology Loveology, loveology, lovelogy, loveology Let's study, class Let's study, class Sit down Loveology, loveology I'm sorryology, forgive meology Loveology, loveology I'm sorryology, forgive meology Oh an incurable humanist you are Oh an incurable humanist you are I'm sorry, forgive me I'm sorryology Forgive me, I'm sorry Forgive meology Forgive me, forgive me, forgive meology
Through A Door Heard a woman through a door Say that she hopes she goes first Couldn't listen anymore And my heart went out to her Hearts can travel through closed doors They can wander empty halls If you let your heart go free It'll always come back full home No one noticed it but me No one else was there to see The world had changed a little bit A tiny tear, a tiny rip When I went out, I took the stairs So I could think and be alone And my mind was somewhere else But my feet were walking towards my home Home is where the light's on No matter how long you've been gone Home is where the light's on No matter how long you've been gone By tomorrow may it pass Like a shadow or a storm Without darkness, is there light Without night, is there a morning Hearts can travel through hard times They can reach the distant shores And on days, I can't find mine I know it's on its way to yours back home Home is where the light's on No matter how long you've been gone Home is where the light's on No matter how long you've been gone Home is where the light's on No matter how long you've been gone
Non Albums Tracks
8th Floor
( Live ) No one waits for her inside the house She spots a stranger in the mirror And the record spins her nearer To the outcome of her day You live inside the city You forget how tall the trees can get A bird sits on a branch across From my eighth floor window And you can't really say That it's an eight floor branch Cause trees don't have floors And buildings do ... I came in from the rain which Wasn't really rain it was just January snow in denial And something must have gotten lost In the translation, Russian to English And winter wasn't wintery today She comes into the house and no one Waits for her inside the house She spots a stranger in the mirror And the record spins her nearer To the outcome of her day You live inside the city You forget how tall the trees can get A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
AB ( Live ) I don't know how to fall down the stairs I don't know how to fall down the stairs Without hurting myself I don't know how to fall down the stairs Without skinning my knees and bruising my elbows Twisting my ankles and bending my wrists back And I don't know how to fall down the stairs I don't know how to fall down the stairs Even if I don't want I don't know how to fall down the stairs But something inside me let's go of the banister Tumbling I tumble down towards the corridor People rush in clasping their mouths real tight In case of emergency contact my blood type is AB... My blood type's AB and AB it'll be for a while... But i don't know how to fall down the stairs Without breaking the wall I don't know how to fall down the stairs Without breaking the wall with my fall I don't know without breaking the wall ‘Cause my head rolls so quickly and with such precision I can't help but making a big round incision Left near the bookshelf by that book on division In case of emergency contact my parents, my blood type is AB... My blood type's AB and AB it'll be for a while... My blood type's AB and AB it has been And AB it'll stay for a while... My blood type's AB and in case of emergency, smile
A Cannon A cannon was fired by the light of the moon I'm waiting, the boat should be here very soon And I mind less and less all the silly pictures that hang round my room, for now I write you a letter I hope you feel better I hope you forgive the transgretions I've given you love And i've given you anger as well And I meant them both I always knew it was coming this way Was coming this way I always knew a big boat would come and take me away Take me away I stood on my bed Then I slipped in my dress Then I ran through the halls Like a ghost And in case someone heard me I grabbed the big dagger that I'd never use Unless Barefeet on the cobblestones street Then a peach Then a splash Then my ankles My knees Then my thighs And my eyes open-wide I threw myself right into the sea And I could see it was coming my way Was coming my way I always knew a big boat would come and take me away Take me away Take me away I've woken up once And i've twice And i've woken up millions and millions of times Somebody's got to tell all the people to be like the water Somebody's got to tell all the people to be like the water I would if I could But I can't so I don't My heart breaks too easy My words get all jumbled And when I wear lipstick Then no-one understands me at all They think I'm saying hello and goodbye Hello and goodbye What I'm really saying is (whispering) They think I'm saying hello and goodbye Hello and goodbye and hello What I'm really saying is (whispering) I've woken up once And i've woken twice And i've woken up millions and millions of times
All is love ( With Anders Griffen ) Went home Arriving Live in peace All is love
Aquarius
Dear someone listening in the shadows I only talk to you sometimes And though I ask for help in riddles It is clearer in my mind Clearer in my mind Born of a sign that carries vessels But in a month as cold as ice I know I question things too quickly But I have never questioned if I've loved Loved Dear someone watching from the shadows I'm clenching water in my fists The drops, they slip right through my fingers But there's water on my lips Water on my lips Born of a sign that carries vessels But in a month that brings just ice I know I question things too quickly But I've never wondered if I've loved Dear someone watching from the shadows You've seen me lose all the water from my hands I'm not a skillful water carrier But the raindrops keep falling on my head Falling on my head Born of a sign that carries water But in a month that brings just ice I'm not a skillful water carrier But I've learned to carry love Learned to carry love I'm not a skillful water carrier But I've learned to carry love Love, love, love
*** Thanx a lot to Jessika for this one ***
Ave Maria
A boy on a train with a birthmark on his forehead Listening to language tapes and all he hear is birds Everyone laughs cause he brings his own chair to the office Convinced that the cushions will give him sturdier thighs The muscles of the intellectuals are atrophying Nobody's running, nobody's hiding They're lit by a light that isn't even the sun Lit by a light that isn't even the moon Ave maria… Now how many times have i told you not to go there? How many times have i begged you not to go? And how many times have you snuck down to that cellar Just to watch how the roots begin to grow straight up through our floor?
Baby Jesus You know that statue That statue of baby Jesus In the window In the window of the 99 cent store Last night I saw the owner kiss it And whisper in its ear I was walking home from Walgreen's And he did not hear me see him And on the very very next morning All the subway cars were hallelu-leluing Welcome back the baby king, the baby king All the believers they were smiling And winking at each other I could honestly say I was scared for my life They said all the non-believers they get to eat dirt And the believers get to spit on their graves All the non-believers they get to eat dirt And the believers get to spit on their graves All non-believers, all non-believers, all non-believers All non-believers, all non-believers, all non-believers You know that statue That statue of baby Jesus In the window In the window of the 99 cent store Well, they've been showing it on the news It was thirty times its size With a megaphone and a heart-shaped bruise It was hovering in the skies And all the subway cars were hallelu-lelu-leluing, hallelujah Welcome back the baby king, the baby king All the believers they were smiling And winking at each other I could honestly say I was scared for my life They said all the non-believers they get to eat dirt And the believers get to spit on their graves All the non-believers they get to eat dirt And the believers get to spit on their graves All non-believers, all non-believers, all non-believers All non-believers, all non-believers, all non-believers Believe! Believe! Believe, believe, believe! Believe! Believe! Believe, believe, believe! Believe, believe, believe, believe, believe, believe, believe, believe, believe, believe! You know that statue That statue of baby Jesus In the window In the window of the 99 cent store When I woke up I ran and bought it And locked it in my closet With a little bread and water And a flashlight and a first aid kit till he grows
*** Thanx a lot to Jessika for this one *** Baobabs
( Begin to hope Bonus CD )
You have tamed me Now you must take me How am I supposed to be I don't have my thorns now But I feel them sprouting They'll grow right through if I don't watch them They'll grow right through even if I watch them And a sunset couldn't save me now These baobabs, and baobabs, and baobabs some more But you can't outwait fate You have tamed me Now you must take me T-t-ta-t-t-ta-t-t-ta-tt-ta-t-t-ta-tt-ta-t-t-ta-t-t-ta And I wouldn't raise my child inside the city anyway They grow up too savvy And they grow up too fast And they know about buying shit And they know about sex And they know about investment banking And also about brokerage burns And they know about the numbers And they know about the words And they know about the bottom lines And also about stones And they know about careers And about the real deals And they all grow up and become people's people with people skills But you have tamed me Now you must take me How am I supposed to be I don't have my thorns now You have tamed me Now you must take me How am I supposed to be I don't have my tho-or-or-or-orns Bartender ( Begin To Hope iTunes Bonus CD )
Come on bartender Won't you be more tender Give me two shots of whiskey And a beer chaser Love will be the death of me Love is so fickle Cause it starts with a flood And it ends with a tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-trtrickle Come on bartender Just a little more tender I ate all your peanuts Return me to sender I've been too candid Now I'm barely standing Just call me a taxi And prepare me for landing Ooh, you have got to kick me back out Into the cold and nasty weather And maybe if i sober up I will stop pretending that love is forever Love is forever Come on bartender(x3) (x2) Love will be the death of me Love will be the death of me Love will be the death of me Love is so fickle Cause it starts with a flood And it ends with a tr tr tr tr tr tr tr tr tr tr trickle Trickle Trickle Trickle Trickle Trickle Come on bartender Come on bartender Come on bartender
Bear Spektor ( Live ) I think of you And then I think of me, and then I think of you And then I think of me, and then I think I know But then I know I don't, and then I think I should stop thinking and go to sleep I'm glad that I Don't work at 9 to 5, and then I'm glad that I Don't work at 10 to 6, and then I'm glad that I Don't work at 11 to 7, and then I'm glad that I don't work at 12 to 8 But I live In my mom's and dad's house With my little brother Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor, Bear Spektor Bear
Belt ( Live ) Ba dum da dum da dum da dum Ba dum da dum da dum da dum I know I say I'll go away But then I don't, I come right back And walk right smack into your lips And turn all black and blue And though I've seen the light so many times before I've also figured out the light is just a switch That I can turn on, I can turn off Please, oh, please Oh, when it's off You cannot see, you cannot hear Even in your ear, saying Yo, girl Don't make me take off my belt Don't make me take off my belt and smack you upside the head Yo, girl Don't make me take off my belt Don't make me take off my belt and smack you right-side-up... Side down, a frown becomes a smile And so he thinks I take it with a smile Double upside down a frown remains a frown Too bad he never checks the double upside down When I'm doubled up on the floor And I see a double him Giving me a double wham-bam Yo, girl, don't make me take off my belt Don't make me take off my belt and smack you upside the head Oh, yo, girl Don't make me take off my belt Don't take me take off my belt Don't make me take off my belt and smack Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack Chicken soup, mashed potatoes, gravy Orange juice, milkshakes, pudding Oatmeal, soft-served ice cream Ain't it good that there's soft food 'Cause I couldn't eat very much else right now They ask me how Well, hahaha, I fell down some stairs Yeah, hahaha, I bumped into a door Oh, I'm such a klutz I, I say that very same thing to myself All the time I say, yo, girl Can't you watch where you are? You don't watch where the hell you're going You're gonna get yourself killed You know, hey, girl Can't you watch where you are? You're gonna get yourself killed You're gonna get yourself killed You're gonna get yourself... I know I say I'll go away But then I don't, I come right back And walk right smack into your lips And turn all black and blue And though I've seen the light so many times before I've also figured out the light is just a switch That I can turn on, I can turn off Please, oh please Oh, when it's off, you cannot see shit, you cannot hear shit Even in your ear, saying Yo, girl Don't make me take off my belt Don't make me take off my belt and smack you upside the head Aw, yo, girl Don't make me take off my belt Don't make me take off my belt and smack, smack, smack, smack Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack...
Birdsong (The Romanoffs OST) Out of the quiet Out of the sunrise I hear the birdsong Give way to sirens I hear the voices Give way to silence It looks like fire But it’s just sunshine Waters are rising Forests are burning Hearts always hurt more While they are learning Saying goodbye to The ones they have come from Saying goodbye to The ones they have run from Out of the sirens Might come the birdsong Out of the silence Might come the love song After the love song Might come the sunrise After the sunrise Might come the silence
Blood Of Eden ( Peter Gabriel Tribute Album "And I'll Scratch Yours" ) I caught sight of my reflection I caught it in the window I saw the darkness in my heart I saw the signs of my undoing They had been there from the start And the darkness still has work to do The knotted chord's untying Oh they're heated and they're holy Oh they're sitting there on high So secure with everything they're buying In the blood of Eden Lie the woman and the man With the man in the woman And the woman in the man In the blood of Eden Lie the woman and the man We wanted the union Oh the union Of the woman and the man Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better My grip is surely slipping I think I've lost my hold Yes, I think I've lost my hold I cannot get insurance anymore They don't take credit, only gold Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see You hold so tightly in your hand And all the while the distance grows between you and me I do not understand In the blood of Eden Lie the woman and the man With the man in the woman And the woman in the man In the blood of Eden Lie the woman and the man We wanted the union Oh the union Of the woman and the man At my request You take me in In that tenderness I'm floating away No certainty Nothing to rely on Holding still for a moment What a moment this is For a moment of forgetting A moment of bliss I can hear the distant thunder Of a million unheard souls Of a million unheard souls Watch each one reach for creature comfort For the filling of their holes In the blood of Eden Lie the woman and the man With the man in the woman And the woman in the man In the blood of Eden Lie the woman and the man We wanted the union Of the woman and the man In the blood of Eden We've done everything that we can In the blood of Eden Saw the end as we began In the blood of Eden We've done everything that we can In the blood of Eden Saw the end as we began
Bobbing for apples
Bobbing for apples in Somalia The man with the iron curtain is followin' you No-one's coming for teatime except my own holy ghost You somewhere far, probably drinkin' a whiskey I'm datin' Jack Daniels and Caleb's with Miss Niki T Nachos with cocoa, hey! To each his own Lovely people, lovely places I can't remember names and I can't remember faces Someone next door's fucking to one of my songs Hey light fixture, you are much too bright Why won't you stay with me through the night Just grab my pillow tight and wait for the dizziness to pass Rock'n roll you ate my soul You suck dry my bones But you spit out my mole I'll always opt to fall down these stairs in the end Lovely people, lovely places Drunken faces, slurrin' their phrases I'll always opt to fall down these stairs in the end You're so jealous I'm so lonely You'll never forgive me but I love you only I'll always opt to fall down these stairs in the end You so jealous I'm so lonely You'll never forgive me but I love you only Someone next door's fucking to one of my songs Someone next door's fucking to one of my songs Someone next door's fucking to one of my One of my So-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ongs Someone next door's fucking to one of my songs
BYOS
I met mata hari She was in no hurry The firing squad had their guns in the air My invitation said 'Bring your own shovel' I brought my own shovel B Y O S Bring your own shovel and shovel up the mess Oh, lately all my friends Clip their teeth with nail clippers They want them much straighter, much nicer, more even Well I thought I'd do something nasty as well I brought my own shovel, dug up this here well Then i shuffled my feet and i sniffed at the smells Then i dropped in some horses and dropped in some sheep Then i cuddled up my grandma put her in there to sleep Then i licked up the envelope in it i sent All the bones and the bones and the braids from my hair Oh, oh, and darling I'm all shook up now Oh oh, baby I'm all shook up now Oh, oh, darling I'm all shook up Bring your own shovel Bring your own shovel Bring your own shovel B Y O S Bring your own shovel Bring your own shovel Bring your own shovel B Y O S B Y O S B Y O S B Y O B Y O B Y O S
Chelsea hotel #2 ( Live / Leonard Cohen cover ) I remember you well in the Chelsea hotel You were talking so brave and so sweet Giving me head on the unmade bed While the limousines wait in the street Those were the reasons and that was New York We were running for the money and the flesh And that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left But you got away, didn't you babe? You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you... And all of that jiving around I remember you well in the Chelsea hotel You were famous, your heart was a legend You told me again you preferred handsome men But for me you would make an exception And clenching your fist for the ones like us Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty You fixed yourself, you said, well never mind We are ugly but we have the music Then you got away, didn't you babe? You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you... And all of that jiving around I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best I can't keep track of each fallen robin I remember you well in the Chelsea hotel But that's all, I don't even think of you that often
Dear Theodosia (from "The Hamilton Mixtape" feat. Ben Folds) Regina Spektor : Dear Theodosia, what to say to you You have my eyes. You have your mother's name When you came into the world, you cried and it broke my heart I'm dedicating every day to you Domestic life was never quite my style When you smile You knock me out, I fall apart And I thought I was so smart Regina Spektor & Ben Folds : You will come of age with our young nation We'll bleed and fight for you, we'll make it right for you If we lay a strong enough foundation We'll pass it on to you, we'll give the world to you Regina Spektor : And you'll blow us all away Someday, someday Yeah, you'll blow us all away Someday, someday Regina Spektor & Ben Folds : My father wasn't around My father wasn't around I swear that I'll be around for you I'll do whatever it takes I'll make a million mistakes I'll make the world safe and sound for you Regina Spektor & Ben Folds : Will come of age with our young nation We'll bleed and fight for you, we'll make it right for you If we lay a strong enough foundation We'll pass it on to you (on to you) We'll give the world to you (world to you) Regina Spektor : And you'll blow us all away Someday, someday Yeah, you'll blow us all away Someday, someday
December
December starts on Sunday Next Sunday, won't you feel happier then? Turn your room upside down Turn your down upside Rumors have started that you are in love again Rumors that are completely unsubstantiated Come on and say you're sorry, Real sorry for the trouble that you caused Can't you see all this love? Can't you see all this love? Come on and say you're sorry, Real sorry for the trouble that you caused Can't you see all this love? Can't you see all this love? We are not evacuating this house We don't believe in you and your wrecking crew We are not evacuating this house We don't believe in you and your wrecking crew We don't believe in you and your wrecking crew We don't believe in you X6
*** Thanx a lot to Kerri for this one ***
Dog and Pony ( Live ) Dog and pony Empty our cabinet You never forget You never come back the same Each time you go up in flames Each time you begin to blame You never come back the same Just a little bit more love...for me Just a little bit more love...but it's alright Don't cry, my sweet You were born Unto me, I'm torn Unto me, I'm worn Unto me, unworn So I danced my dance And I kissed your hands And I took a chance And we fell into a trance Just a little bit more love...for me Just a little bit more love...but it's alright Don't cry...my sweet Say one, two, three... You sitting on the rooftop Me begging here on my knees I stayed in love with you You're just falling in love with me And darling you know that ain't right So if love never lasts forever ever Little brother Little lover Twist these strings of fate There is no clean slate So I'm carting away All of myself In this metal crate And my dog and my pony And my empty file cabinet You never forget You never come back quite the same Each time you go up in flames Each time you begin to blame You never come back quite the same Just a little bit of true love...for me Just a little bit more love...but it's alright Don't cry, my sweet
Dulce et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori
( Live ) After all, everything's been said and done I feel, I feel better now Come away, lay your hands at rest and close your eyes And say a prayer for those who've gone It's hard...to live... It's harder than it's ever been before The things that used to comfort me Don't comfort me, not anymore After all, children being born into A time of searching for some glory And the lie's still repeating through the years Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori It's hard...to live... It's harder than it's ever been before The things that used to comfort me Don't comfort me, not anymore But you can't spend your whole life waiting for god to kiss you... You can't spend your whole life waiting for god to kiss you back... Come on...come on back...
Düsseldorf
In Düsseldorf I met a clown His nose, it was red In Gelterkinden I forgot to frown Then remembered again In Paris I saw a big fish Swimming slow in the Seine It made me hopeful that someday our Water will be breathable again In Frankfurt I heard ein zwei drei Counting cookies and no one was shot In Berlin stopped by the polizai For drunk driving and everyone smiled In Prague I knew I'd been a witch Burnt alive, a pyre of Soviet kitsch It made me miss my Moscow muttdom It made me miss my New York nothing… In Montpellier I stayed in a château A boy climbed into my bed and he knew no boundaries And in Amsterdam I got quite crazy Might have been all the tulips and canals Or it might have been all that hash, and in Barcelona, buenos dias, chocolato, le Picasso And in Brussels, clean-cut hostel And in London, me and the French existentialists… In Corsica I floated away All the way to Marseille I should have held an afterparty For all the thoughts I didn't say In Düsseldorf I met a dwarf With bad breath and a really good tan In Gelterkinden I remembered how to laugh And I never ever forgot it again…
Hallelujah ( Live / Leonard Cohen Cover ) I heard there was a sacred chord That David played and it pleased the lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing hallelujah... Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty in the moonlight overthrough you She tied you to her kitchen chair She broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the hallelujah... Maybe I've been here before I've seen this room and I've walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew you I've seen your flag on the marble arch But love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah... There was a time when you let me know What's really going on below But now you never show that to me, do you? Remember when i moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was hallelujah... Maybe there's a god above But all I've ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you It's not a cry that you hear tonight It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah...
Happy Hooker
I've been looking at you all night long I've been looking at you all night long You with your street-walking shoes And your street-walking eyes I see nothing wrong But don't look at me that way, baby I can't help you My life is just a melody and chords, chords, chords Don't look at me that way, baby I can't help you My life is just a melody and chords, chords, chords I go home so broke and lonely But now I got in my pockets All these rhyming words and more words and more words Besides, here comes your baby Better look away Better give her kiss and buy her a glass of chardonnay Don't worry about me, baby My life is just live entertainment But I stopped caring a long time ago Yeah, I don't give a fuck Cause it pays the rent But I'm just a happy hooker Riding bisycles and boys in the park Never was much of a looker But always knew my way around in the dark Loving is just a pastime Singing's just a pastime too Life is just a pastime And we're passing right through I've been looking at you all night long I've been looking at you all night long You with your street-walking shoes And your street-walking eyes I see nothing wrong You with your street-walking shoes And your street-walking eyes I see, I see I see nothing, nothing, nothing wrong at all
Hero ((500) Days of Summer OST) He never ever saw it coming at all He never ever saw it coming at all He never ever saw it coming at all It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright Hey, open wide, here comes original sin Hey, open wide, here comes original sin Hey, open wide, here comes original sin It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright No one's got it all No one's got it all No one's got it all Power to the people, we don't want it, we want pleasure And the TV's try to rape us and I guess that they're succeeding And we're going to these meetings but we're not doing any meeting And we're trying to be faithful but we're cheating, cheating, cheating Hey, open wide, here comes original sin Hey, open wide, here comes original sin Hey, open wide, here comes original sin It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright No one's got it all No one's got it all No one's got it all Power to the people, we don't want it, we want pleasure And the TV's try to rape us and I guess that they're succeeding And we're going to these meetings but we're not doing any meeting And we're trying to be faithful but we're cheating, cheating, cheating I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright No one's got it all No one's got it all No one's got it all
I Cut Off My Hair I cut off my hair and went to sleep You were there, in my dreams Nursin' on my glass teat It was a party, you were suckin' liquor On your jacket a VIP sticker It was a party, you were suckin' liquor On your jacket a VIP sticker I peed in my pants and ran down the street Towards Washington Square Park, Where you had been beat up You were wearing rags, I was wearing pointe shoes I tried to lay next to you, but you hit the snooze The definition of A crazy person is Someone who does the same thing over And over again, while expecting new results I cut off my tongue You started to kiss me Blood trickled down Don't you ever miss me Don't you ever miss me Don't you ever miss me Don't you ever mince meat I called up my momma, but I couldn't be sweet, so I escaped through the window on a rope made of sheets Got bitten by a squirrel And stepped on a syringe The view of Manhattan from GW Bridge You said, "Honey?" I said, "Baby?" You said, "Funny" I said, "Maybe" You says, "Hi Honey" I says "Hey Baby" You asked, "Was it funny?" And I say, "Well maybe" Maybe, maybe I cut off my hair and went to sleep You were there, in my dreams Nursin' on my glass teat I cut off my hair and went to sleep You were there, in my dreams Nursin' on my glass teat The definition of A crazy person is It was a party, you were sucking liquor On your jacket, a VIP sticker It was a party, you were sucking liquor On your jacket a VIP
In another town
In another town Don't let me forget In another town Mouth full of regrets In another town Please place final bets But I know I know I know In another town My fingers so cold In another town My soul feels so old In another town I've sold all my gold In another town But I know I know I know I love you... In another town They've given me the key In another town I'm drinking for free In another town A girl just like me In another town But I know I know I know In another town The light fills my room In another town They're painting my moon In another town I won't see it soon But I know know I know I love you...
*** Thanx a lot to Inka for this one ***
It ain't no cover It ain't no cover It ain't no style I shouldn't bother He's eight miles high But I adore him And I implore him Saying i love none other But this ain't no style He sits there smoking His breath away He sits there choking On what they say But I adore him And I implore him Saying one of these mornings I'm going away The sun is setting The day is done Good night, my lover Good night, my son I shouldn't bother He's eight miles high But I love none other 'Til the day that i die Until the day that I die, die, die, die, die ,die Until the day that I die, die, die, die I shouldn't bother He's eight miles high But I love none other 'Til the day that I die
Just A Memory (Odesza feat. Regina Spektor) I washed all the windows Threw away the sheets that we used All your towels are getting laundered All our pictures in the desk drawer But I want you back In the middle of the night I want you back In the middle of this fight I never sleep In the middle of the night I want you back In the middle of this fight Baby, come back and fight Baby, come back and fight With me I don't do the things I used to do And I don't drink the way I used to All your advice, I finally took it When But you're not around to see me do it But I want you back In the middle of the night I want you back In the middle of this fight I never sleep And you've gotta get it right I want you back In the middle of this fight Baby, come back and fight Baby, come back and fight With me I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me (I want you back) I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me (I want you back) I don't want us just to be a memory Baby, come back and fight with me I don't want us just to be a memory (I want you back)
Just like the movies It's just like the movies, i eat from the trees If i do not open the curtains then i cannot see All the people run by... My heart eats beats... My heart eats love... You are mistaken cause i do not bite Over the williamsburg bridge on a bike And if he loves me then why does he leave... Don't say goodbye like you're burying him Cause the world is round and he might return... But if he loves me then why does he leave...
Kids ( with Anders Griffen ) These kids I met Their clothes drawn on with crayons There were from my neighbourhood once And I loved my childhood We're ne'er gone out yet And on our way How can you stand it That guy on the radio And he's singing about kids' stuff Embarrassed in the face That's what you are
Little Boxes
(Malvina Reynolds cover) Little boxes on the hillside Little boxes made of ticky-tacky Little boxes, little boxes Little boxes, all the same There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same And the people in the houses All go to the university And they all get put in boxes Little boxes, all the same And there's doctors and there's lawyers And business executives And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same And they all play on the golf-course And drink their Martini dry And they all have pretty children And the children go to school And the children go to summer camp And then to the university And they all get put in boxes And they all come out the same And the boys go into business And marry, and raise a family And they all get put in boxes Little boxes, all the same There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same
*** Thanx a lot to Sebastiaan for this one ***
Long Brown Hair ( Live ) She had long brown hair All down her breast Made me think about my future Made me think about my past She was so pretty As pretty as can be And I thought, my God Why shouldn't it be me? Oh Oh, God Why shouldn't it be me? Her skin was tight Her manner was free She gave me that look that seemed to say Hey you, look at me Her smile was crooked and good As she sucked her Capri And I thought, my God Why shouldn't it be me? Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, God Why shouldn't it be me? Her body was free, and Her body was free Her body was free, and Wanna bet so was her love Wanna bet so was her love, la-love, la-love, la-love, la-love La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-laaa Don't tell me what's proper Anyone can see I wasn't even her first So don't blame it on me She was so pretty As pretty as can be And I thought, my God Why shouldn't it be me? Oh, come on, this once, once, once, once, once, Lord Why shouldn't it be me? Her body was free Her body was free Her body was free Wanna bet so was her love Wanna bet so was her la-la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-laaa You all read the Bible, right? You know what the Bible says? I'll tell you what it says: Don't put a stumbling block In front of someone who can't see Don't put a beautiful body In front of someone who's hungry She was so pretty As pretty as can be And I thought, my God Why shouldn't it be me? Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on... Lord Why shouldn't it be me? Her body was free Her body was free Her body was free Wanna bet so was her love Wanna bet so was her La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh Laaaaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaaaa Love Love
Love Me Or Leave Me ( Boardwalk Empire OST / feat. Vince Giordano & The Nighthawks ) This suspense is killing me I can't stand uncertainty Tell me now, I've got to know Whether you want me to stay or go Love me or leave me and let me be lonely You won't believe me that I love you only I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody else You might find the nighttime the right time for kissing But nighttime is my time for just reminiscing Regretting instead of forgetting with somebody else There'll be no one unless that someone is you I intend to be independently blue I want your love, but I don't want to borrow To have it today, to give back tomorrow For my love is your love, there's no love for nobody else Oh, love me or leave me, let me be lonely You won't believe me but I love you only I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody else You might find the nighttime the right time for kissing But nighttime is my time for just reminiscing Regretting instead of forgetting with somebody else There'll be no one unless that someone is you I intend to be independently blue, oh, so blue I want your love, but I don't want to borrow To have it today, to give back tomorrow For I couldn't bear it, to share it with somebody else
Love profusion ( Live / Madonna cover ) There are too many questions There is no one solution There is no resurrection There is so much confusion And the love profusion You make me feel You make me know And the love vibration You make me feel You make it shine There are too many options There is no consolation I have lost my illusions What I want is an explanation And the love profusion You make me feel You make me know And the love direction You make me feel You make me shine... I got you under my skin... There is no comprehension There is real isolation There is so much destruction What I want is a celebration And I know I can feel bad When I get in a bad mood And the world can look so sad Only you make me feel good I got you under my skin...
Love, You're A Whore Was a bright, sweet, and hot summer day The day I didn't love you anymore Some little kid wound up my fire engine's watch As I walked to the grocery store All the people think I'm going too slow And they smiled at me as they passed But they've been there before And they've come back again And they were going right back for more Love, love, love You're a whore You're a whore You're a whore Love, love, love, love 'Cause we beat you and mistreat you But time after time He kisses back Kisses hard on the mouth Oh, kisses hard on the mouth Yeah, yeah, yeah Kisses hard on the mouth Oh-oh-oh Kisses hard on the mouth Yeah, yeah, yeah Kisses hard Hard on the mouth Was a bright, sweet, and hot summer day The day I didn't love you anymore Couldn't see your face Couldn't taste your kiss Couldn't sleep in your embrace While you danced all down the drain Love, love, love You're a whore You're a whore You're a whore Love, love, love, love 'Cause we bruise you and abuse you But time after time He kisses back Kisses hard on the mouth Kisses hard on the mouth Yeah, yeah, yeah Kisses hard on the mouth Oh-oh-oh Kisses hard on the mouth Yeah, yeah, yeah Kisses hard, kisses hard on the mouth Was a bright and sweet and hot summer day The day I didn't love you anymore Some little kid wound up my fire engine's watch As I walked to the grocery store All the people think I'm going too slow And they smiled at me as they passed But they've been there before And they've come back again And they were going right back for more Love, love, love You're a whore You're a whore You're a whore Love, love, love, love 'Cause we cheat you and mistreat you And beat you and bruise you And use you and abuse you And cruise you and lose you But time after time He kisses back until you're better Kisses Hard Hard on the mouth He kisses hard Hard Hard on the mouth He kisses hard, hard, hard, hard, hard on the mouth Kisses hard on the mouth Yeah, yeah, yeah Kissses hard on the mouth Oh-oh-oh Kisses hard on the mouth Yeah, yeah, yeah Kisses hard Hard On the mouth
Lucky Penny ( Live ) I didn't find The lucky penny So I flipped it Over And left it for Someone else to find And a dime Just in time For the little kid behind me To pick it up and yell: Hey, Mom, I found a dime Then I turned around the corner And I dropped another dollar Just in case the street needed some more cash In the end I made it home With nothing in my pockets Except some cigarettes And Some stones I pick 'em up When I go walking Some are shiny All are dirty Some are just pebbles that might grow up to be stones As an adult No one can stop you From getting your hands dirty When you're walking home alone Then I saw a little black cat Cross the street before a fast cab Flashed and disappeared into the night He glanced back with understanding Of a future life impending And we both knew it wasn't his time yet I didn't find the lucky penny So I flipped it over And left it for someone else to find And a dime Just in time For the little kid behind me To pick it up and yell Hey, Mom, I found a dime And a dime just in time For the little kid behind me To pick it up and yell Hey, Mom, I found a dime To pick it up and yell Hey, Mom, I found a dime
Making records ( Live ) I am braiding records into my hair Needles and record players, everything's a Possible record cover Or a possible name for a band that I will never have… Cause I sing my songs all by myself All to myself, by myself I am cute but I'm not in a band Where's my band? Where's my band? Where's my amplifiers? So why don't i just sleep in the middle of this kitchen Surrounded by forks and a linoleum floor I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me From being so tired and sleeping with my mascara on In the studio they're adjusting the wires and microphones And I'm about to sing my songs and they won't be just my own And i'm glad that they'll exist but they'll make me obsolete ‘Cause I sing it just once and the wires they remember it And sing it right back and they do it better than i can Anytime, anywhere, I'm preserved I'm a jelly or a jam… So why don't I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen A halo of forks and a linoleum floor I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me From being so tired and being so drunk Why don't i just pee in the middle of this kitchen Into a little teacup and i won't miss a drop I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me From being so eccentric and being so lonely Corazón…this is my corazón I know that I am lucky, I make shit up all the time And I start to believe it myself just ‘cause it rhymes But I'm so inconsistent my handwriting changes every other word So I'm braiding records into my hair Needles and record players Everything's a possible record cover or a possible name for a band that i will never have… So why don't i just sleep in the middle of this kitchen A halo of forks and a linoleum floor I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me From being so drunk and being so drunk Why don't I just pee in the middle of this kitchen Into a little teacup and i won't miss a drop I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me From being so eccentric and being so lonely
Mermaid ( Live ) I am a mermaid But I've sold my voice For a pair of feet That tend to bleed When I go walking in the road I am a mermaid But I've sold my voice For a couple of feet And they always bleed When I go walking in these streets And I once saw a most beautiful man at the local record store He bumped into me and said, well excuse me young ma'am But haven't I seen your pretty eyes somewhere before? I smiled, but gestured at my throat To show that I was mute Well, he quickly looked down at the floor And shuffled in his boots Aw, he was out of there so fast I am a mermaid But I've sold my voice For a midnight train And a bump of cocaine And an old photo of Ballets Russes I am a mermaid But I have sold my voice For a bottle of gin 'Cause I can't swim And I sure don't want to float Oh, I was so lonely walking out of that store And back into the busy people street When I overhead, I heard an argument A woman opened up her window, threw a flower pot from it I was startled by the crash But went over to find the little plant I quickly emptied it out my paper coffee cup and Adopted it Transplanted it Took it home and Named it Mozart I am a mermaid But I've sold my voice And I got rid of my tail At a junkyard sale Along with some favorite childhood toys I am a mermaid But I have sold my voice For a couple of feet That tend to bleed When I go walking in the street I am a mermaid But I have sold my voice For a couple of feet That tend to bleed When I go walking in the street I am a mermaid But I have sold my voice For a couple of feet And they always bleed No matter how I clean For a couple of feet And they always bleed No matter how I clean For a couple of feet That tend to bleed When I go walking In the street
Mockingbird Hush, little baby, don't say a word Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird And if that mockingbird don't mock real well, well, then Papa's gonna buy you a freedom bell Oh, and if that freedom bell don't ring Papa's gonna buy you a cubic zirconia ring Oh, and if that cubic zirconia ring don't shine You're gonna give your papa a real hard time Now ain't you? Ain't you, baby, ain't you? And if that real hard time don't pass Papa's gonna get wrinkles all upon his face And then he'll blend in with all the other papas then Screw the whole mockingbird situation We can't even afford a medical plan Now can we? Oh, baby, now can we? Mmm-mm, no. This song won't do. Let's start this over. Let's start this over. Hush, little baby, here comes the sandman Papa's gonna buy you a medical plan Oh, and if that medical plan don't cover your ass Papa's gonna buy you a pregnancy test And if that pregnancy test comes out positive Well then, girl, I don't know how the hell we're gonna live Maybe on your bright ideas Maybe on cigarette butts Maybe on bubblegum wrappers Maybe on penalty shots Hush, little baby, don't you cry You know to you your papa would never, ever lie Oh, hush while I sing to you this crude little lullaby And I'll get you all that shit one day One by one, by and by But in the meanwhile In the mean-mean In the mean-mean-mean-mean-mean-mean-meanwhile Hush, little baby, don't say a word Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird Oh, and if that mockingbird don't sing Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring A real diamond No cubic nothing Like in the movies With that... what's her name... Monroe... Marilyn A real, a real diamond Hush, hush A real, a real diamond Hush, hush A real, a real diamond Hush, hush Hush, hush, hush, hush A real, a real, a real diamond Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush…
Modern Girls And Old Fashioned Men
( The Strokes feat. Regina Spektor / Reptilia EP )
Regina: Time, I'm your son Won't you please Don't be mean That's alright, right, right, right, right I don't belong Why you sitting over there Always thinking about yourself
Julian: There's a few things that are gonna have to change Everyone has the same opinion Your time is almost over We won't get the chance to do this over That's alright, right, right, right, right I don't belong
Regina: Why you sitting over there Always thinking about yourself
Julian: I don't want the imprint of your key upon my nose We don't have to tell no one cause no one wants to know You don't have no happiness at home
Julian & Regina: Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down Oh yes, we're falling down (So fucking help me up)
Regina: You don't love me I am an animal I am not practical
Julian: Always thinking about yourself Always thinking about yourself Always thinking about yourself
Julian & Regina : Was I
*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***
Music box
( Begin to hope Bonus CD ) Life inside the music box ain't easy The malots hit the gears are always turning And everyone inside the mechanism Is yearning To get out And sing another melody completely So different from the one they're always singing I close my eyes and think that i have found me But then i feel mortality sorround I want to sing another melody So different from the one i always sing But when i do the dishes I run the water very very very hot And then i fill the sink to the top with bubbles of soap And then i set all the bottle caps i own afloat And it's the greatest voyage in the history of plastic And then i slip my hands in and start to make waves And then i dip my tongue in a take a taste It tastes like soap but it doesn't realy taste like soap And then i lower in my whole mouth and take a gulp And start to feel mortality surround me I close my eyes and think that i have found me But life inside the music box ain't easy The mallets hit the gears are always turning And every one inside the mechanism Is yearning to get out Is yearning to get out Is yearning to get out...
The Mustard Musketeers ( Live ) The mustard musketeers Traveled the world calming the fears Of the ladies in waiting 'Twas a glorious time of Swords and swoons and magic harpoons And white horseback riding Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, heyyy The mustard musketeers Huffed and puffed, till they puffed away Everyone's sorrows Then they rode away Into directionless dust And no one could say Where they'd end up tomorrow Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, heyyy The time went by and They got older Skies got hotter and Days got colder It's paper or plastic or Paper or plastic or Paper or plastic or Paper or plastic So the mustard musketeers Scaled their last castle wall and went in Undercover One went in dressed like a priest One went as a gardener, and one Went in as a Flower Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, hey
My Dear Acquaintance (A Happy New Year) ( Peggy Lee cover ) My dear acquaintance, it's so good to know you For strength of your hand That is loving and giving And a happy new year With love overflowing With joy in our hearts For the blessed new year Raise your glass and we'll have a cheer For us all who are gathered here And a happy new year to all that is living To all that is gentle, kind, and forgiving Raise your glass and we'll have a cheer My dear acquaintance, a happy new year I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake All of those who are hither and yonder With love in our hearts We grow fonder and fonder Hail to those who we hold so dear And hail to those who are gathered here And a happy new year to all that is living To all that is gentle, young, and forgiving Raise your glass and we'll have a cheer My dear acquaintance, a happy new year Happy new year
My Man
My man don't treat me right Don't kiss me sweet good night Don't buy me flowers to smell He's a rotten boy from hell My man don't treat me good He eats up all my food And he leaves me such a mess They say i'm cursed, but I am blessed Cause he loves me, he loves me He really, really loves me And his eyes are bluer Than the bluest sky above the city You don't agree Well, what a pity He loves me, yes, he does My man don't treat me sweet He walks the empty street And he drinks and smokes and swears And they say he doesn't care My man he breaks my heart He tears me all apart And he leaves me such a mess They say I'm cursed, but I am blessed Cause he loves me, he loves me He really, really loves me And his eyes are bluer Than the bluest sky above the city You don't agree Well, what a pity He loves me, yes, he does Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But i don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright Alright What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back on My knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his Forevermore
No Surprises (Radiohead cover) A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired-unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Silent Silence This is my final fit My final bellyache No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Please Such a pretty house And such a pretty garden No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Please
Oedipus ( Live ) I'm the king's thirty-second son Born to him a thirty-second time Born to him with my hair still on Born to him with two eyebrows on And that's all i was wearing When i woke up staring at the world My mom had been a rather crazy queen But not at all like sex machine She liked to keep her body clean clean Thought the world to be quite obscene But she'd retire to her chambers And we'd remain quite strangers And to see me made her awful sad And to touch me made her awful sad And to see me made her awful And to touch me made her awful I'm the king's thirty-second son Man, all it took was thirty seconds' time But a spoiled little prince i was not Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot And there's thirty-one others just like me There's thirty-one others I can be Sometimes I'd stand by the royal walls The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul And I'd stand on my toes to catch a glimpse Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin But she'd retire to her chambers And we'd remain quite strangers And to see me made her awful sad And to touch me made her awful sad And to see me made her awful And to touch me made her awful And one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Then one morning I woke up And I thought Rex Rex Rex And one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Cause thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two still counts Gonna make it count Gonna make it count Gonna Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty two still counts Gonna make it count Gonna make it count Gonna Long live the king long live the king long live the king long live the king Long live the king long live the king long live the king long live the... I'm the king's thirty-second son There's thirty-one others just like me There's thirty-one others on the way There's thirty-one others after that Sometimes I stand by the royal gate People screaming love and hate And they scream and they scream and they scream and they scream Long live the king! Long live the queen! And to see me made her awful sad And to touch me made her awful sad And to see me made her awful And to touch me made her awful And one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Then one morning I woke up And I thought Rex Rex Rex Then one morning I woke up And I thought Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus Oedipus 'Cause thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty two still counts Gonna make it count gonna make it count gonna Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two's still a goddamn number Thirty-two thirty-two thirty-two thirty-two Thirty-two thirty-two thirty-two thirty-two Long live the king long live the king long live the king long live the king Long live the king long live the king long live the king long live the king
One-String Blues ( Live ) Got me a pair of dreary eyes Pale color blue upon pale color white Sometimes they cry Sometimes they dry Pale color blue upon pale color white Got me a pair of dreary eyes And they tell no lies, oh I got me some lips but they taste no sweet I got me some lips but they taste no sweet They're as dry as the old concrete Beaten up New York street And they taste no sweet They taste no sweet If only my baby would come back home to me Oh, if only my baby would come back home to me I would go to sleep with Sugar on my tongue I would go to sleep with Sweetness in my lungs I would go to sleep Wrapped inside his skin And I don't care what they say But it ain't no sin Oh, it ain't no sin It ain't no sin So, me and Poseidon, we been hanging around the water hole And he says to me, he says Regina Regina, I got no authority no more No one waits to hear the sound of my flip-flops by the door And all my little fish Have gone to war So I says to him, I says Poseidon, dear You're better off than me, I hear 'Cause I been taking all the wrong busses everywhere Wrong busses, they lead me to wrong stops Wrong stops, they lead me to wrong people Wrong people, they take me nowhere fast So he says to me, he says Going nowhere fast Just 'cause he didn't want me speaking fast And I didn't think that was real polite And he whips out his cigarettes and asks me for a light And I say no, and he says, oh, baby And I say no, and he says, oh, baby And I say no, and he says, oh, baby And then he just doesn't speak So we just sit there and stare Finally he says, he says, oh, hell And I try not to wince at his fishy smell 'Cause I didn't think that that was real polite And he whips out his cigarettes and asks me for a light And I say no, and he says, oh, baby And I say no, and he says, oh, baby And I say no, and he says, oh, baby And then he just, he just doesn't speak Got me a pair of dreary eyes Pale color blue upon pale color white Sometimes they cry Sometimes they dry Pale color blue like the dingy sky Pale color blue, pale color blue Pale color blue upon pale color white
Paris
I could've settled down in Paris But the man who came for me Took me by the hand And said it was time to leave Margaret atwood, she could not stop him Virginia woolf, she could not stop him The truth is I wanted to go He is all I know, he is all I know… I got back home from Paris And he told me what I'd done was wrong And though his speech was rather long I listened like an obedient child The light was coming in through the windows It was a most familiar type of night How I loved every streetlight And I wanted him to kiss me Margaret atwood, she could not stop me Virginia woolf, she could not stop me The truth is I wanted to go He is all I know, he is all I know… Sweet, sweet forever I'll comfort myself in my next life… He told me that he couldn't live without me And I told him the same thing too And though we knew it wasn't true We both knew it wasn't a lie The light was coming in through the window It was a most familiar type of night How I loved every streetlight And I wanted him to kiss me Margaret atwood, she could not stop me Virginia woolf, she could not stop me The truth is I wanted to go He is all I know, he is all I know… Sweet, sweet forever I'll comfort myself in my next life…
Pound of flesh If you're never sorry Then you can't be forgiven If you're not forgiven Then you can't be forgotten If you're not forgotten Then you can live forever If you live forever Then you'll begin to dream Of death Ezra pound sat upon my bed Asked me which books as of late i've read Ezra pound sat upon my bed Asked me which books as of late i've read Asked me if i've read his own And whether i could spare a pound Of flesh to cover his bare bones I says, man, take a pound, take two What's a pound of flesh between Friends like me and you What's a pound of flesh among friends But if you're never sorry If you're never sorry Then you can't be forgiven If you're not forgiven Then you can't be forgotten If you're not forgotten Then you must live forever If you live forever You cannot be reborn If you're not reborn then You can't be a baby If you're not a baby You can't learn how to crawl If you cannot crawl away Then you must stay in bed all day If you stay in bed all day You're sure to have some visitors Ezra pound'll sit upon your bed Ask you which books as of late you have read Ask you if you've read his own And whether you could spare a pound Of flesh to cover his bare bones You'll say, man, take a pound, take two What's a pound of flesh between Friends like me and you What's a pound of flesh among friends
Real Love ( John Lennon / Instant Karma The Campaign To Save Darfur CD ) All my little plans and schemes Lost like some forgotten dream Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you Just like little girls and boys Playing with their little toys Seems like all they really were doing Was waiting for love Don't need to be alone No need to be alone It's real love Yes it's real love Oh it's real love Yes it's real love From this moment on I know Exactly where my life will go Seems that all I really was doing Was waiting for love Don't need to be afraid No need to be afraid It's real love Yes it's real love Oh it's real love Yes it's real love Thought I'd been in love before But in my heart I wanted more Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you Don't need to be alone No need to be alone It's real love Yes it's real love Oh it's real love Yes it's real love...
Reginasaurus ( Live ) If I was a dinosaur I'd be a reginasurus And if I knew a million english words I'd publish my own spektor's thesaurus If I was born in the merry month of may Then I would be a taurus And if I had some extra time on my hands Then I'd surely join a chorus If I was a philosophy I'd be registentionalism And if people spoke using quotes of me They'd say reginaisms If I was a religion, then my church Would surely have a schism There'd be regewish and registian and regislam and reguddist and regatheist But they'd still be friends If I was a great big city I'd be reginapolis No one would be sickly or achey In my thriving metropolis Unless of course they came down with bad case of Reginitis A heartache and a headache and a sunburn and a little bit of Acute gastritis But if I was a dinosaur I'd be a reginasaurus If I was a dinosaur I'd be a reginasurus And if I knew a million english words I'd have my own spektor's thesaurus If I was born in the merry month of may Then I would be a taurus And if I had some extra time on my hands Then I'd surely join a chorus
Riot gear Wake up, put on my riot gear But in the study of my house I've got a smoking jacket Passed to me from granddaddy It's made of bow and arrow meat Come home, take off my riot gear Put on my smoke jacket But in the library of my house I have a book, medieval jokes Are just as a funny now if you've got a degree Heaven help the ones who know What makes the world go slow Night comes, time to go on the town And in my best sashimi dress And marble arch supporting shoes I am a vision in my horse drawn tank Stay out, drinking into the night And they are saying those same things And I'm like ha ha ha and hee hee hee Til half past three and then it's time for me to go Heaven help the ones who know What makes the world go slow Come home, take off my tuna dress Put on my collard greens And in my sleep what dreams may come Before I'm woken by alarms Put on my riot gear
Scarecrow & fungus Come on inside and I'll show you your brother He's got enough money to buy a new father He's got enough money to bother Somebody else Solder two wires together Somebody else Remember that mouthful you spat in his mouthful He never forgave you, he's so very spiteful He's so very vengeful and so very frightful He's got enough money to bother Solder two wires together Scarecrow and fungus, they ran through a stoplight But it didn't matter cause no one was hurt Scarecrow and fungus, they ran through a stoplight But it didn't matter cause they were on foot Got enough money to bother Somebody else Solder two wires together Somebody else I don't know what i'm doing still here They must have done such a very very good job… They say he's adopted but quite maladapted They say he's corrupted but quite well-respected He's got lots of money, we all really like him He's got enough money to bother Come on inside and i'll show you your brother He's got enough money to buy a new father He's got enough money to bother Somebody else Solder two wires together Somebody else…
School Is Out School is out And I walk the empty hallways I walk alone Alone as always There's so many lucky pennies Lying on the floor But where the hell are all the lucky people I can't see them any more And there's such a nasty smell In the bathroom The people float by While the toilets are flushing And there's all this shit written on the bathroom wall With a leaky pen And Lisa loves Jason Oh, Jason loves Ben And a letter from Michigan Is sittin' on my desk And I remember one thought But I forget all the rest And the ice cream is melted And dripping down my neck And my bottles standing on the edge of the table And I think it's in the mood to break Me, just break Me, just, just break me I messed myself up again Nobody really cares I wish I could just have some time To play with my old teddy bear And maybe I could go To teddy bear heaven Just like her 'Cause well, she went when she was eleven But I stayed late 'Cause I can't understand physics I don't want to go home And cook myself dinner Or look in the mirror That big, fat mirror That swallows me up in a corridor Oh, just swallows me whole And cha ching goes a robber And cha ching goes the gun And cha ching goes the bittersweet Judgmental nun Cha ching goes the gun And cha ching goes the purse And cha ching goes the over-fucked Registered nurse Me, just nurse Me, just, just nurse me School is out And I walk the empty hallways I walk alone Alone as always There's so many lucky pennies Lying on the floor But where the hell are all the lucky people Where the hell are all the lucky people I can't see them Any more
Secret stash (a.k.a No one) ( Live ) She opened her pocket And showed me her stash A stash of cash and flesh For a rainy day She said, there might come a day When you've just got nothing to say Nothing to think And there's nothing left to drink Nothing to eat You'll be your own piece of meat And no one can take that away from you No one can take that away That away that away from you No one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one Tell me what you told me Again and I might believe you next time Maybe give it another try I'll open my pocket and show you my stash A small stash of cash and flesh Saved for a rainy day Saved for a rainy day I've got nothing to say And no one can take that away from me No one can take that away that away that away from me No one can take that away from me No one can take that away That away That away From me No one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one No one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one
Seekers And Finders (Gogol Bordello feat. Regina Spektor) Not all horse are gonna need blinders Not all seekers will be finders Even the ghouls are yet to know Yet there is a path you call your own Seekers, finders Which one are you Which one am I? We are these endless riders Some crack right through Some of them try Lie Quest for you now be damned For a perfect community too Break the dividers Rip all the masks and tear all the blinders That's mine, stick to survival soul Hypnos unravelling It's one and the only Sin it's the sin that I find that I'm holding Seekers, finders Which one are you Which one am I We are these endless riders Some crack right through Some of them try One storm flash So go for your tires Light and dark when both are pre-fight stance Oh it sure will deceive the others It's the one that turns fight into dance Seekers, finders Which one are you Which one am I? We are these endless riders Some crack right through Some of them try Seekers, finders Which one are you Which one am I We are just endless riders Inside one all-seeing eye
Silly Eye-Color Generalizations ( Live ) There are those boys with earthly eyes Their eyes are like the ground You walk and walk Kicking up dirt But they don't make a sound And when they kiss you, they sometimes leave 'em open Just to make sure you don't drown Yeah, the sweetest eyes The truest eyes are Probably dark brown There are those boys with golden hazel eyes The color of weak tea They spend their nights howlin' at the moon To let go of the sea The scope of their depth is terrifying, thrilling You think you're finally free When they capture you 'Cause golden eyes are as sticky as Honey from a bee I'm drownin' But those with blue I shouldn't trust 'Cause I myself have blue You fall for them so easy You think you see right through You take a leap, thinking blue water is deep When suddenly it's just grey rain Then puddles at your feet They freeze to dirty ice But somehow they'll melt back to clean blue water once again Confusing Blue eyes, they change like the weather Blue sea, blue sky, blue pain I wouldn't trust my own blue-eyed reflection As far as I can throw that mirror Bum bum bum But these are just silly eye color generalizations You shouldn't believe a word I've said 'Cause when you're lying in your bed Darkness 'round your head Your eyes might as well be polka-dotted or plaid Polka-dotted Or Plaid
Soho ( Live ) It's surprising how little things we lose I was walking through the streets of Soho Looking for a diamond ring But I didn't find a thing Not a necklace Not a bracelet Not a shoelace Not an old friend Not a new friend In the faces Of the crowd And the streets were paved with cigarette butts And the streets were paved with cigarette butts And the streets were paved with cigarette butts With cigarette butts And cigarette butts Oh, it's surprising how little's on the ground Considering we walk around And lose and lose what's never found Someone has got to be the one To find the long-lost answers Banana peels and orange rinds But we suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us We suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us They will crave us They will crave us It's surprising how little things we know I was walking through my mindscape And I didn't find a thing It's surprising how little things we know I was walking through my mindstreet Red light stop and green light go And I didn't get run over But we suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us We suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us They will crave us They will crave us Ah, ah, ahhhh Ah, ah, ahhhh Ah, ah Re-gee-nah Ah, ah Reh-gee-nah Ah, ah Reh-gee-nah
The Bronx
( Live )
Come downstairs, I'm buzzing you Come downstairs, I got nothing to do Come downstairs now Come downstairs now Come downstairs now You know there's a legend and it goes like this If you kiss the lamppost between 224th street and 225th in the bronx When it's a full moon You'll be granted three wishes But nobody does it They don't believe in magical realism in the bronx They don't even believe it exists in other places But especially not in the bronx Come downstairs now I'm buzzing you It's a full moon Our wishes will come true soon Do you know what I'd wish for Do you know what I'd wish for Do you know what I'd wish for Do you know what I'd wish for A twenty-hour baskin robbins in my neighborhood An elevator in my building so that I wouldn't have to walk up to the eighth floor And also a dog
The Call ( Prince Caspian soundtrack ) It started out as a feeling Which then grew into a hope Which then turned into a quiet thought Which then turned into a quiet word And then that word grew louder and louder Til there was a battle cry I'll come back when you call me No need to say good-bye Just because everything's changing doesn't mean it's never been this way before All you can do is try to know who your friends are you head off to the war Biggest star on the dark horizon and follow the line You'll come back when it's over No need to say good-bye You'll come back when it's over No need to say good-bye Now we're back to the beginning It's just a feeling and no one knows yet But just because they can't feel it too Doesn't mean that you have to forget Let your memories grow stronger and stronger Til they're before your eyes You'll come back when they call you No need to say good-bye You'll come back when they call you No need to say good-bye
*** Thanx a lot to Jessia for this one ***
The Noise
All the power of my voice can't compare With the power of a quiet whisper Still, it's a choice, and I choose to rage Instead of ever quietly listening I can't hear you I can't hear you anymore I can't hear you I can't hear you through this noise I can't hear you through the noise All the power of my words can't compare With the power of a silent answer Still, it's a choice, and I choose to rage Ignoring all those silent answers I can't hear you I can't hear you anymore I can't hear you I can't hear you through this noise I can't hear you through the noise All the noise
The soup
The soup, the soup, the soup, the soup... The soup was hot and split pea and on the stove And michael and marry and bugsy and buster were occupied The pictures as clear as an illusion in their mind And the plan was foolproof but there was so much to do First they'd decide who'd drive the car, who'd wear the masks and who'd bribe the cops Then they'd decide what were the rules, when do shoot and when do you hold back They'd synchronize their watches and their heartbeats and their ribcages This can't be a mess, this can't be a mess... Nobody knows how it comes to be that they think that they must and they do what they can But the cops are right there and the sirens they blare and the bystarers stare and everyone just stands Bugsy went down first, then marry, then michael drove off and buster just ran He was running like a child running in a game of tag Until he was hit, until he was it...
The Sword & The Pen
( 'Far' I-tunes bonus track ) Don't let me get out of this kiss Don't let me say what I say The things that scare us today What if they happen someday Don't let me out of your arms For now What if the sword kills the pen What if the god kills the man And if he does it with love Well then it's death from above And death from above is still a death I don't want to live without you I don't want to live without you I don't want to live I don't want to live Without you For those who still can recall The desperate colors of fall The sweet caresses of may Only in poems remain No one recites them these days For the shame So what if nothing is safe So what if no one is saved No matter how sweet No matter how brave What if each to his own lonely grave I don't want to live without you I don't want to live without you I don't want to live I don't want to live Without you
The virgin queen ( Live )
Men who shoot their horses are the same men Who would like to kiss your hand (You wait in the ballrooms and the bedroom and the bathroom) Men who shoot their horses are the same men Who will go and shoot a friend (Save him from chemo husband from chemo) The virgin queen The virgin queen The virgin queen Headless mother, heartless father Ghosts of yes men past and future In the bedroom you must suture up that hole Where babies come from England Oh, England never forsake me Won't you take me to have And to hold I may be a cruel Crude woman but in the distance I hear Shakespeare mumbling Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against the sea of troubles England, England, never forsake me Won't you take me to have and to hold I can hear the voices rising The virgin queen The virgin queen The virgin queen The virgin queen In the end you'll try to rule as best as you can But the crown gets cold and the mind gets old And all the gold couldn't buy our souls a place to come home Till in the end there's just a bed And the things we made had begun to fade on the distant shores New voices are rising The virgin queen The virgin queen The virgin queen
Time is all around ( 'Far' I-tunes bonus track )
You step on all my parts And then you walk right out the door And I know that your love ain't ever coming back no more Time is all around Except inside my clock Everybody's waiting for their lover to unlock Leaves become most beautiful when they're about to die When they're about to fall from trees When they're about to dry up Time is all around I hallucinate a cat between my feet I'm stepping lightly so as not to hurt it Everybody wants to say that you have changed Of course you've changed, you've changed, you've changed Your mind's been rearranged What am I supposed to love if I don't want to love Why am I supposed to, I'm so tired What am I supposed to love if I don't want to I don't want to…
Uh-merica
Mrs. E. Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gun Mrs. E. Roosevelt didn't even know I owned one Somewhere between the cobblestone floor and the slated wooden ceiling Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling Oh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun Uh-merica Uh-merica Oh we're born alone and we're covered by m-m-m-mother's kisses The mind has already forgotten what the body still misses Somewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks in the cieling Cuddling my semi'automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling Oh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun Uh-merica Uh-merica There's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun
*** Thanx a lot to Abbie for this one ***
Uncle Bobby ( Live ) Some people's stories, they go nowhere at all Some people's songs are catchy but they don't touch the soul But yours are like a feeding tube right through my ears They fatten up my dreams and run through my bloodstreams Uncle Bobby, uncle Bobby Uncle Bobby, I love you so Uncle Bobby, I love you, love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, you'll never know I love you not like a husband to have and to hold I love you not like a child to do as they're told I love you not like a sculpture love her mold I love you not like a masterpiece bought and sold Uncle Bobby, I love you, love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, I love you so Uncle Bobby, I love you, love you, love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, you'll never know I know you're just a man of flesh And a bit of sand and blood and cash But I'm so glad you've been born Unto us, unto us You leave me torn and lovelorn You leave me crying, ready to mourn You leave me waiting for that eternal storm You leave me happy and reborn You leave trying to break down doors And waiting for more, waiting for more Uncle Bobby, I love you, love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, you'll never know Uncle Bobby, I love you, love you, love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, I love you so Uncle Bobby, uncle Bobby, I love you Uncle Bobby, I love you so Not like a husband to have and to hold Not like a disciple who do what they're told Not like a masterpiece that's been bought and sold Not like the frontiers when love is gold Not like the icicle love the winter cold Uncle Bobby, I love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, I love you so Uncle Bobby, I love you, love you, love you, uncle Uncle Bobby, you'll never know Uncle Bobby, uncle Bobby, I love you Uncle Bobby, I love you so Uncle Bobby...you'll never know
Walking Away (Modern Love OST) After all these years it's still the same After all this time not much to say I just keep walking away From this day You can still feel small though you are grown You can be surrounded but alone You can go searching for home In a place you've never known Take my hand I'm just looking for a friend And I don't know where to find one Take my hand I don't want this day to end And I don't wanna look for a different skyline I am disappointed all the time I just smile and say that I am fine If there is fault might be mine I can't read the signs But you can still give gifts though you are broke Maybe just a smile or just a joke You can give somebody hope Though your words stuck in your throat Take my hand I'm just looking for a friend And I don't know where to find one Take my hand I don't want this day to end And I don't wanna look at a different skyline I like this sky fine After all these years it's still the same After all this time, not much to say I just keep walking away
We're Not Supposed To Be Lovers (Adam Green cover / Regina Spektor & Jack Dishel / Moping In Style: A Tribute To Adam Green LP) Picture a place that's far from danger A nicer place to cash your chips I'm not the one holding you hostage Squeezed in-between my lips We're not supposed to be lovers Or friends like they'd have us believe We're not supposed to know each other Accept my apology I was a babe stuck in a tree branch Banging on my rusty cradle bars Until you stole my middle finger Now who's the one in charge We're not supposed to be lovers Or friends like they'd have us believe We're not supposed to know each other Accept my apology Vein underground Fist, face down Ooze as they heal my pain Food on the flight Breakfast bite Drop from the orange juice crane Picture a person you've forgotten Kissing your brother or your friend Picture a wounded entertainer Cutting his hair again
While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Kubo and the Two Strings OST) I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know why nobody told you How to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled you They bought and sold you I look at the world and I notice it's turning While my guitar gently weeps With every mistake we must surely be learning Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know how you were diverted You were perverted, too I don't know how you were inverted No one alerted you I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps Look at you all Still my guitar gently weeps
You ( Live ) Never give up loving Unless you have to Never give up loving Unless you must 'Cause it will haunt you In the future Will try to crawl into your bed at night Never leave your lover Unless he makes you By being cold and awful mean Even then you'll probably Always miss him He will visit in your dreams Names and dates and faces Places you were happy I'll never fall Never fall like that again I'll never fall Never fall like that again Oh, I'll never fall Never fall like that again Names and dates and faces Places you were happy I'll never fall Never fall like that again Oh, I'll never fall Never fall like that again Oh, I'll never fall Never fall like that again Never give up loving Unless you have to Never leave your lover Unless you must 'Cause it will haunt your Empty heart forever Till your body turns to dust I want you, ooh I want you, ooh-ooh-ooh I want you, ooh
You Don't Know Me (Ben Folds feat. Regina Spektor) I wanna ask you Do you ever sit and wonder It's so strange That we could be together for So long, and never know, never care What goes on in the other one's head Things I've felt but I've never said You said things that I never said So I'll say something that I should have said long ago (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all) You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin Or a cardboard stand-up and paint me (paint me) Any face that you wanted me To be seen We're Damned by the existential moment where We saw the couple in the coma and It was we were the cliche, But we carried on anyway. So, sure, I could just close my eyes. Yeah, sure, trace and memorize, But can you go back once you know (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all) (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me If I'm the person that you think I am Clueless chump you seem to think I am So easily led astray An errant dog who occasionally escapes and needs a shorter leash, then Why the fuck would you want me back Maybe it's because (You don't know me at all) (You don't know me You don't know me) So, what I'm trying to say is What (What) I'm trying to tell you It's not gonna come out like I wanna say it 'Cause I know you'll only change it (Say it) (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all) (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all) What
You've Got Time ( 'Orange Is the New Black' Theme song ) The animals, the animals Trapped, trapped, trapped 'till the cage is full The cage is full, stay awake In the dark, count mistakes The light was off but now it's on Searching underground for a bitter song The sun is out, the day is new And everyone is waiting, waiting on you And you've got time And you've got time Think of all the roads Think of all their crossings Taking steps is easy Standing still is hard Remember all their faces Remember all their voices Everything is different The second time around The animals, the animals Trapped, trapped, trapped 'till the cage is full The cage is full, stay awake In the dark, count mistakes The light was off but now it's on Searching underground for a bitter song The sun is out, the day is new And everyone is waiting, waiting on you And you've got time And you've got time And you've got time