1. |
Smells Like Teen Spirit
05:07
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Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's overboard and self-assured
Oh, no, I know a dirty word
Hello, Hello, Hello, How Low
Hello, Hello, Hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yeah
Hey... Yay
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, Hello, Hello, How Low
Hello, Hello, Hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yeah
Hey... Yay
And I forget just why I taste
Oh, yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello, Hello, Hello, How Low
Hello, Hello, Hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yeah a denial
A denial!
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2. |
Tennessee Stud
04:49
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Just about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would have got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-ridin on the Tennessee stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud
Chorus:
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud
We drifted on down into no man's land
We crossed the river called the Rio Grande
I raced my hoss with the Spaniards bold
Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and a gambler we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns, he fell with a thud
And I got away on the Tennessee stud
CHORUS
We loped on back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was ridin' on a Tennessee mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little hoss colt playin' 'round the door
I love the girl with golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare
CHORUS
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3. |
A New England
02:38
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I was twenty one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty two now, but I won't be for long
People ask when will you grow up to be a man
But all the girls I loved at school
Are already pushing prams
I loved you then as I love you still
Tho I put you on a pedestal,
They put you on the pill
I don't feel bad about letting you go
I just feel sad about letting you know
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
I loved the words you wrote to me
But that was bloody yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend
I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them but they were only satellites
Is it wrong to wish on space hardware
I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
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4. |
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I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls just want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have--
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls-- they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls--they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun...
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5. |
Triple Word Score
03:02
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I will forget you
I will learn to live without you
I will forget you, but only because I have to.
And as I grow older
I'm only more certain
I know what love is:
It's that graveled alley way
On a hot summer's day where you used to live.
But I will forget that
and all of those nights we spent indoors
and you were charming and clever and you placed all your tiles
on those triple word scores.
But I will forget you
I will learn to live without you
Yeah, I will forget you, I will I swear I will.
Though I knew your face
Long before I could ever see
And I, I knew your name
Before I could ever speak a word
But I will forget you
It will take all of my faith and my will,
I will forget you, but only because I have to.
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6. |
Under Your Leaves
03:28
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under your leaves I laid
with wishes you'd call my name
and bring me to you well
so my thirst no longer is
you know I'll do anything for you
bring singing birds to your crown
climb to the very top of you
though I might fall
but one day I must go
to get myself a warmer coat
I'll promise I'll be back real soon
back under your leaves again
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7. |
Creep
03:32
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When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye,
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry;
You float like a feather,
In a beautiful world,
I wish I was special,
You're so fuckin' special;
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here;
I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control,
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul;
I want you to notice,
When I'm not around,
You're so fuckin' special,
I wish I was special;
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh
She's running out again,
She's running,
She runs runs runs runs...
Runs...
Whatever makes you happy,
Whatever you want,
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special;
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here,
I don't belong here...
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8. |
The One I Love
03:28
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This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire!!!
Fire!!!
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
Another prop has occupied my time
This one goes out to the one I love
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9. |
Forget The Dark
05:40
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10. |
Free Man In Paris
03:11
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"The way I see it," he said
"You just can't win it...
Everybody's in it for their own gain
You can't please 'em all
There's always somebody calling you down
I do my best
And I do good business
There's a lot of people asking for my time
They're trying to get ahead
They're trying to be a good friend of mine
I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
There was nobody calling me up for favors
And no one's future to decide
You know I'd go back there tomorrow
But for the work I've taken on
Stoking the star maker machinery
Behind the popular song
I deal in dreamers
And telephone screamers
Lately I wonder what I do it for
If l had my way
I'd just walk through those doors
And wander
Down the Champs Elysees
Going cafe to cabaret
Thinking how I'll feel when I find
That very good friend of mine
I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
Nobody was calling me up for favors
No one's future to decide
You know I'd go back there tomorrow
But for the work I've taken on
Stoking the star maker machinery
Behind the popular song."
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11. |
Pretty In Pink
03:05
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Caroline laughs and it's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place in the side of our lives
Where nothing is ever put straight
She turns her self round and
She smiles and she says
This is it
That's the end of the joke
And loses herself in her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk through in their coats
Pretty in pink isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
All of her lovers all talk of her notes
And the flowers that they never sent
And wasn't she easy
And isn't she pretty in pink
The one who insists he was first in the line
Is the last to remember her name
He's walking around in this dress that she wore
She is gone but the joke's the same
Pretty in pink isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
Caroline talks to you softly sometimes
She says "I love you" and "too much"
She doesn't have anything you want to steal
Well nothing you can touch
She waves
She buttons your shirt
The traffic is waiting outside
She hands you this coat
She gives you her clothes
These cars collide
Pretty in pink isn't she
Pretty in pink
Isn't she
*caroline's on the table screaming
Confidence is in the sea
And all their favorite rags are worn
And other kinds of uniform
They kid you you're really free
And you know what you want to be
Case of individuality
Until tomorrow
And everything you are you'll see
In pure shiny buttons
They put you in this gear
And driveways broken
Doorbell sings in chimes
It plays anything goes
Bells toll in rhyme
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12. |
Sand
03:40
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Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sand
Oh sir my fire is very small
It will not warm thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the hand
Hold me and I'll call thee sand
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sand
At night when stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my fire is high
Oh taste these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee sand
Oh sir my fire is burning high
If it should stop sir I would die
A shooting star has crossed my land
Wandering man
She whispered sand
Sand
Young woman shared her fire with me
Now warms herself with memory
I was a stranger in her land
A wandering man, she called me sand
He was a stranger in my land
A wandering man
She called me sand
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13. |
Walcott
04:21
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Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, Mystic seaport is that way
Don't you know that your life would be lost out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, the bottleneck is a shit show
Hyannisport is a ghetto out of Cape Cod tonight
Lobster's claw is sharp as knives
Evil feasts on human lives
The Holy Roman Empire roots for you
Walcott, all the way to New Jersey
All the way to the Garden State, out of Cape Cod tonight
Walcott, fuck the women from Wellfleet
Fuck the bands from Provincetown
Heed my words and take flight
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod, out of Cape Cod tonight?
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14. |
Long Black Veil
03:47
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Ten years ago on a cold dark night
Someone was killed 'neath the town hall lights
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me
Now she walks these hills, in a long black veil
She visits my grave, when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows, but me
The scaffold is high, and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd, and shed not a tear
But some times at night, when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil, she cries over my bones
Now she walks these hills, in a long black veil
She visits my grave, when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows, but me
The judge said son, what is your alibi
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife
Now she walks these hills, in a long black veil
She visits my grave, when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows, but me
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows, but me
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15. |
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Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad
So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time
Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad
So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time
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