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1. |
Hesitating Nation
03:13
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I don’t really even want to know you
With your backstage wisdom like a boarded up window
Who are we to go and make big plans?
Married in a fever, children in a panic
Deep sea diver, advertising ruin
With the underwater fire, state sponsored pollution
Closing our eyes, blindly to town
Hoping that Mama does not see us now
We’ve become the world’s first millionaires
You know, the ones who just don’t care
Can’t even taste it but it’s really nothing new
And it smells of compromise with subtle hints of confusion
Holidays are working days to us now
We are lifting dead weight and embracing self-doubt
The shirt with the wine stain, the car is not running
A policeman laughs but it’s really not funny
Who will save me when I’m feeling this down
All God’s children are useless to me now
We have come for solitary fun, debonair
You know, for the ones who just don’t care
All of the innocents we’ve yet to cast out
In a hesitating nation on the way to nervous breakdown
In a certain way, I’m sitting pretty now
I have a hundred dollar bill to plug the politician’s mouth
It’s written in the paper, there’s a fever taking hold
And now it’s everyone gather ‘round the toilet bowl
What a shame, and what a letdown
You will be dead before the bottom drops out
All is well so long as you say your little prayers
You know, for the ones who just don’t care
When you are the one who didn’t care
And you are the one who just don’t care
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2. |
Thousand Oaks
04:47
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Nobody’s going to fix her now
But it’s a world full of trouble
An American massacre
In southern California
But we’re reasoning with messengers
Who sit and talk about the weather
When it’s just another nightmare
A slaughter of the children
With the wolves out there
And the bleeding hearts
And the long, blank stares
And the open mouths
She had her last shirt on
Now all stained with blood
With nowhere to run
And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done
And I could climb a mountain
But what am I going to find there?
When nothing comes from nothing
With every man an island
And we’re reasoning with messengers
Who try to pass for grown men
And they’re coming up empty
And they’re sending you their thoughts and prayers
With the wolves out there
And the bleeding hearts
And the long, blank stares
And the open mouths
She had her last shirt on
Now all stained with blood
With nowhere to run
And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done
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3. |
Dee, Forgiven
04:08
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Dee, oh Dee,
For a moment I couldn’t see thee
Disappear through the glass
But never fear, it’ll pass
Red was the pillow
Under skull white sheets
Dead as a minnow
Washed right up by a bloodthirsty sea
Oh well forget the mirror
Forget the touch
That was always too much
That was never enough to survive
Breathing in the morning
With cocaine’s wooden stare
She snorted up all the wild honey
And said please don’t tell all your friends that we’re here
For now we’ll be forgotten
As we glide through the air
By the chin on our hairs
Like the skin on a pair of red eyes
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4. |
New Fragility
03:25
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I was the last to know
As the paint it dried on the pavement
And now I’m waiting for
Anyone at all
You had the wrong idea
Although the birds they once called your name
And if they called mine too,
I didn’t hear them
I wouldn’t know
What did the sirens sing?
And did the hospital take you in?
You played with fireworks, with daddy’s drugs,
On a holiday, you said you just needed to get away
Taking some midnight drive out to Long Beach Island
Stranded, half-naked on a strange man’s couch
No hearts are broken when there’s no one to let down
In a while, I’m going to wish it was over
In a while, I’ll get so stupid and young
In a while, I’ll come to remember
I never want to take another chance on anyone
Just when I thought it was the end,
You say, “who am I to you now?”
And with the tables turned,
Would I run?
Would I cry?
Will I ever really learn to love someone across the sea?
She is waiting there for me
While I’m running ever softly away
In a while, I’m going to wish it was over
In a while, I’ll get so stupid and young
In a while, I’ll come to remember
I never want to take another chance on anyone
And honestly I was not trying to deceive
I can’t believe the things I do to myself
I want to leave what I had never intended
To never set foot inside this burning house again
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5. |
Innocent Weight
04:11
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Foot on the brake
Yes, let’s just slow down
You are not the same when you are not around
And though a pure church has taken over this plainly heretical town
I don’t know if I can dig it
Leave all your armor over there by the door
Don’t you tell me about karma,
I don’t want to hear it anymore
There’s something familiar in the way that you stapled my wrists to the floor
But I cannot put my finger on it
I don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know what I’ve done wrong
Forget the Broad Street Line, it still runs but what for
Naked in the city light
You stood abused, mistaken, more than just a little bit bored
But I will be with you as you shuffle your innocent weight to the floor
To dance for no reason at all
I don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know what I’ve done wrong
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6. |
Mirror Song
04:32
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Where to begin?
Let’s see, describe to me your injury in a drunken late night text
You’ve been hurt before and now want more
You can count on me to join you under the wreckage
For it seems we’re still the passengers, still Iggy’s loyal customers
In the city’s still ripped backsides
We will do what we need to keep this fantasy alive
Dressing bathroom stalls with alcohol,
You ask me to be to you more than a mother
I will meet you in the arrivals hall
I can tell you by the way you are still wearing your crutches
You made a scene there at the festival, a European spectacle
It was funny to play the clown
Now you wonder why you cannot keep your thoughts to yourself
Not make a sound
And despite out best efforts, here comes another new year
Walking in circles, you say, “I swear I’ve been here before”
I miss home
I miss that lazy comedy of pulling you up off the lawn
As it turns out, you are not so far away,
So says the ring on my phone
And it seems we’re still the passengers, still Iggy’s loyal customers
With the panic of dumb, dumb boys
For a while there I had nearly tricked myself into believing I had some kind of choice
And I can tell you’ve been thinking you can outrun all the nightmares
It took a while to find out some people care and some don’t
Yes, and despite out best efforts, here comes another new year
Walking in circles I wonder if we’ve been here all along
Where to begin?
Let’s see, describe to me your injury
Where should I send my regards?
Where should they go?
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7. |
CYHSY, 2005
03:35
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You’re awake I know
And I can tell that when I’m gone
You’ll peek around every corner
You can’t say I didn’t warn you
Little Rock was fine
Memphis next, then Texas bound
But isn’t that the way?
When all I really wanted to do was stay home
In a Parking lot in Maine
Was where you said you’d never change,
Where I fell in love with you
And now I cannot move
Cheap Italian wine,
Cheaper life of petty crime,
I see your point of view
But all I really wanted to do was stay home
But who am I to question fate?
There I go again setting up the next stage
Now what am I do?
When I was born to forget you
I said that I would stay
And then I was on my way
We could spay the lion
We could save ourselves some time
But am I really gone
when anywhere I hang my head is my home?
But who am I to question fate?
There I go again setting up the next stage
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8. |
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Love was the answer
To the question we should have asked ourselves
Your eyes spoke of danger at the river’s edge
Where you walked on the water with your tongue out
Born in Philadelphia but now living in the south
Your hand slipped slowly into mine somehow
And who’s going to argue with a perfect start?
But will you still be there when I’m down and out?
I know a place where they perform miracles
And even if it’s just for a moment then
And even if our thoughts get all tied up again
I want to be the one who got to know you when
You gave it all away, you had nothing left
Take my hand again, please don’t laugh
Like the daughter says but daddy am I pretty now?
And we were so close, could almost touch the sun
But we burned ourselves out
I know a place where they perform miracles
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9. |
Went Looking For Trouble
05:46
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You are not fucking around anymore
You just don’t have the energy
And you say get up off your bended knee,
Grow up
The rain is falling and it chases us like a rapist
Into the basement of your parents’ house
Where I will sit down quiet as a mouse
And watch you eat yourself alive
But I meant you no harm at the start
Still working on your short story
Like Simon’s human trampoline
You’re wearing all of New York City’s complaints
Still naked underneath our clothes
Still smoking out of fire escape windows
I know it is too much to ask you to ever change
On a towel, staring at the ocean
I was late, you were right on time
It wasn’t fair, but it never really could have been
A fair fight
Lover’s prayer, please just let me stay here
What on earth is wrong me?
I need a girl, don’t send me a woman
Answer me
And at night when the walls disintegrate
I changed my mind, never mind, think I’ll stay
How could I know?
Lover’s prayer, simple to remember
I was wrong, you were right
Are we free or merely just pretending to be alive
Let’s go home, I’ve seen all I want
Chemicals on the balcony
We took enough to make anybody turn blue
It’s time to leave
And when you walked in on me naked and dumb,
I was too bored to imagine much love
How could I know?
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10. |
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If I were more like Jesus,
I’d get down on my knees to pray
But I’m not
My daughter sits upon uncertain shoulders
I guess fate is sticking to its guns
And you stood out on the front porch shouting,
“There’s a soul in everything. There’s a reason for all that has occurred.”
But I am not behind the door,
I don’t live there anymore
Unmitigated fever, the doctor says he just don’t know why I’ve come
Hallucinations and courageous stands
But sooner or later, boy, you know you’re going under
Was that a shot fired in the distance?
Was that a knock?
Were those mumbled words yours?
How can I be sure when I don’t live there anymore?
And I’m climbing this ladder
My head in the clouds
And I hope that it matters
I am having my doubts
If I were more like Jesus
I’d get down on my knees to pray
But I’m not
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11. |
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Love was the answer
To the question we should have asked ourselves
Your eyes spoke of danger at the river’s edge
Where you walked on the water with your tongue out
Born in Philadelphia but now living in the south
Your hand slipped slowly into mine somehow
And who’s going to argue with a perfect start?
But will you still be there when I’m down and out?
I know a place where they perform miracles
And even if it’s just for a moment then
And even if our thoughts get all tied up again
I want to be the one who got to know you when
You gave it all away, you had nothing left
Take my hand again, please don’t laugh
Like the daughter says but daddy am I pretty now?
And we were so close, could almost touch the sun
But we burned ourselves out
I know a place where they perform miracles
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12. |
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If I were more like Jesus,
I’d get down on my knees to pray
But I’m not
My daughter sits upon uncertain shoulders
I guess fate is sticking to its guns
And you stood out on the front porch shouting,
“There’s a soul in everything. There’s a reason for all that has occurred.”
But I am not behind the door,
I don’t live there anymore
Unmitigated fever, the doctor says he just don’t know why I’ve come
Hallucinations and courageous stands
But sooner or later, boy, you know you’re going under
Was that a shot fired in the distance?
Was that a knock?
Were those mumbled words yours?
How can I be sure when I don’t live there anymore?
And I’m climbing this ladder
My head in the clouds
And I hope that it matters
I am having my doubts
If I were more like Jesus
I’d get down on my knees to pray
But I’m not
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13. |
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Where to begin?
Let’s see, describe to me your injury in a drunken late night text
You’ve been hurt before and now want more
You can count on me to join you under the wreckage
For it seems we’re still the passengers, still Iggy’s loyal customers
In the city’s still ripped backsides
We will do what we need to keep this fantasy alive
Dressing bathroom stalls with alcohol,
You ask me to be to you more than a mother
I will meet you in the arrivals hall
I can tell you by the way you are still wearing your crutches
You made a scene there at the festival, a European spectacle
It was funny to play the clown
Now you wonder why you cannot keep your thoughts to yourself
Not make a sound
And despite out best efforts, here comes another new year
Walking in circles, you say, “I swear I’ve been here before”
I miss home
I miss that lazy comedy of pulling you up off the lawn
As it turns out, you are not so far away,
So says the ring on my phone
And it seems we’re still the passengers, still Iggy’s loyal customers
With the panic of dumb, dumb boys
For a while there I had nearly tricked myself into believing I had some kind of choice
And I can tell you’ve been thinking you can outrun all the nightmares
It took a while to find out some people care and some don’t
Yes, and despite out best efforts, here comes another new year
Walking in circles I wonder if we’ve been here all along
Where to begin?
Let’s see, describe to me your injury
Where should I send my regards?
Where should they go?
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14. |
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Nobody’s going to fix her now
But it’s a world full of trouble
An American massacre
In southern California
But we’re reasoning with messengers
Who sit and talk about the weather
When it’s just another nightmare
A slaughter of the children
With the wolves out there
And the bleeding hearts
And the long, blank stares
And the open mouths
She had her last shirt on
Now all stained with blood
With nowhere to run
And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done
And I could climb a mountain
But what am I going to find there?
When nothing comes from nothing
With every man an island
And we’re reasoning with messengers
Who try to pass for grown men
And they’re coming up empty
And they’re sending you their thoughts and prayers
With the wolves out there
And the bleeding hearts
And the long, blank stares
And the open mouths
She had her last shirt on
Now all stained with blood
With nowhere to run
And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done
|
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15. |
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I don’t really even want to know you
With your backstage wisdom like a boarded up window
Who are we to go and make big plans?
Married in a fever, children in a panic
Deep sea diver, advertising ruin
With the underwater fire, state sponsored pollution
Closing our eyes, blindly to town
Hoping that Mama does not see us now
We’ve become the world’s first millionaires
You know, the ones who just don’t care
Can’t even taste it but it’s really nothing new
And it smells of compromise with subtle hints of confusion
Holidays are working days to us now
We are lifting dead weight and embracing self-doubt
The shirt with the wine stain, the car is not running
A policeman laughs but it’s really not funny
Who will save me when I’m feeling this down
All God’s children are useless to me now
We have come for solitary fun, debonair
You know, for the ones who just don’t care
All of the innocents we’ve yet to cast out
In a hesitating nation on the way to nervous breakdown
In a certain way, I’m sitting pretty now
I have a hundred dollar bill to plug the politician’s mouth
It’s written in the paper, there’s a fever taking hold
And now it’s everyone gather ‘round the toilet bowl
What a shame, and what a letdown
You will be dead before the bottom drops out
All is well so long as you say your little prayers
You know, for the ones who just don’t care
When you are the one who didn’t care
And you are the one who just don’t care
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