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Persuasion Blues
02:50
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They put you on a jury with the world on trial
Everybody's going out of their minds
You heard somebody clapping like yeah yeah yeah
Now somebody's crying like no no no
And you don't know what's up
And you don't know what's down
Everybody's fooling everyone around
And it all gets so complicated
Man you feel like bailing town
They put you on a jury with the world on trial
Everybody's going out of their minds
Here's somebody clapping like yeah yeah yeah
There's somebody crying like no no no
All the time
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Nothing to Cry About
05:24
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I'm always ready for a second round
I'm always homing in before I'm cracking down
I have pretty figures in my head
I have pretty lilies in my hand
I seem to find sometimes
That the rope I climb is covered in blood
And then I find myself sliding down
I guess it's nothing to cry about
Am I spilling blood over hallowed ground?
Am I wringing my hands while you're swinging around?
I'm just doing my job, you seem to forget
To be honest it's a burden and it brings me down
One more body along the road
And the hand that was laid upon it was pressed by mine
The blackest star lights the way down
I guess it's nothing to cry about
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Show of Hands
04:00
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I don't know that I'm good and ready
No I don't think I'm the right fit
And you remind me of someone comin' in
Tryin' to prevent something and then cause it
I don't know that everyone operates in the same way
And yeah I know it's not the worst place
But it still feels kind of pointless
Filing papers, dotting i's
Crossing t's all the time
Find new ways to pass the time
Sunny days are on my mind
It all happens all the day
You got me looking every which way
You got me looking for a nine-to-five
I'm trying to tell you what you want me to say
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Get Real Big
03:51
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I feel vague and vacuous
I feel out of it
I feel I'm not being not being heard
I feel left out
I feel they're passing out candy
Overlooking me at every turn
I wanna get real big
Get me a name
See me on the TV
Momma I can't explain
Who holds the interest of the world today
It's something fleeting that I want found
It's something borrowed I wanna' keep around
I could change between costumes in a hurry
And I could dance around to any little tune
And tell you don't worry
A dollar bill in a urinal floating around
It's all I could rack up these past couple months
And I've been eating awful candy
I think if you can love yourself
Don't love nobody, nobody else
But if I feel sorry when I'm lying down
Will that buy me flowers when I'm rising up?
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5. |
Going to the Safe Resort
02:19
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I think the world's a dangerous place
I get the feeling that I'm not safe
But also I think generally
I like the idea of society
There are just some things that I don't need
A couple of things I don't like to see
I'm leaving you on the killing floor
I'm going to the Safe Resort
There are children playing by the pond
The sun keeps shining all day long
Everybody's happy here
There's no bad food and no stale beer
On our streets we have no trash
In human form or paper wraps
I'm leaving you on the killing floor
I'm going to the Safe Resort
Children playing by the pond
The sun keeps shining all day long
Everybody's happy here
Going it safe year after year
There are just some things that I don't need
A couple of things I don't like to see
I'm leaving you on the killing floor
I'm going to the Safe Resort
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