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Carpool To Victory Lake
08:29
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Carpool to Victory Lake
(part 1)
What are we? Who are you?
you know what I will do
SHUT UP and let me speak
your spoiling the mood
can't kiss your lips through duck tape
stop kicking and let me hold you
were now miles in the woods, my darling
stop weeping your make-up's running
tears of black is not attractive
here, let me show you, some Polaroids I took
of a time when you were smiling
man that sun dress knocks me out
it matches your eyes
you told me you never loved your husband, he's a fool
how long before you decide you had a enough of me too
rejection's not an option, you know it all too well
take advantage while I'm somewhat sane
you just might save yourself
I'm still that sweet young man you tasted
don't let this time alone be wasted
I've always loved your ass in those jeans
let me stand you up & take you in
It's past dusk, the sun has set
shall we retire into the cabin.............
(part 2)
I bought your favorite candles
Christmas Pine and Pumpkin Spice
the tea is in the kettle, the fire's burning fine
I have you, you're all mine
remember how you said my words were so intense
Did you mean, I'm pathetic or I have a chance...
to win your heart and soul. Don't you long for me?
Baby, you have never been so cold
Can't you answer me? Was it nothing but my dream?
Remember how we'd lie down cuddled side by side
beneath the moonlight? Our backs against the sand
your eyes were big and bright, your trembling lips were in my hand
bring me there again. Don't you understand?
We will not wake tomorrow if our loves to end....
(part 3)
None of this was my intent
I lost my god-damned mind
I'm not killing anyone tonight
I could never cause you harm
What the hell have I done?
My mind is exhausted. My heart is an idiot.
I am sick of this story but I don't know how to end it.
Your silence is killing me. Not knowing what your thinking
Not knowing what I am to you.
I'm in love with the possibility of you
love-trust=lunacy....
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Bad Memory Blues
04:30
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Bad Memory Blues
gather all your visions
strap them down in ink
on napkins throughout the house
go buy manila envelopes
and seal these documents addressed to yourself
perhaps your post-office box could be of some help
when you get the package
drive to Ocean Acres
and find a street
where the built no houses
take a deep breath and prepare what your about to read
light up a smoke and wipe the tears on your sleeve
now you know all the life that you lead
doesn't compute in your brain
now you remember your childhood home
and now you remember your name....
1098 51st Street, Brooklyn NY
snakes in the ceiling. firemen at the door
the mattress is burning. my mom's on the floor
that's all I remember....
dig out from the closet
that pathetic excuse
of a journal you used to keep
suffer through the pages
and try to find tangible evidence of a human being
skip all the negative word that ignorance bleeds
your heart was famished for female companionship
your friends were all enemies
your family said goodbye. you took a plane
to first place that you haven't seen....
Panama City, Florida 1993
the Mormons have caught me & now I'm a priest
I'm trippin' on mushrooms w/ sharks @ my feet
then I flew back home....
who are the women and children that live in my house?
what are their names and just how old have I got?
tupperware bins. shoeboxes. pictures of me
who are these people that roam in my dreams?
when did I meet them? How could this be..
a life that I have seen? I wish I could remember...
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The Clock
04:00
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The Clock
My hands are shaking, my old age is quacking away
Gray hair is sprouting, the wrinkles awake on my face
Wave by to your youth
and come ride the cruel winds of change
don't you know your an organic clock
and time slips away through your veins
it's time to let go of your dreams
wake up man, your 33...
Would you like to slow dance,
the grim reaper's romancing your days
It's a menacing waltz to a bittersweet serenade
Come taketh the hand
that will drag you to the end of your days
make peace with your loved ones
and tell them your going away
it's time to let go of your dreams
wake up man, your 33...
hey, you've got to hide your dreams away.....
You're an organic clock
can you hear the tick-tock in your veins
swing away, swing from the pendulum
yea. swing away all of your days
it's time to let go of your dreams....wake up man
wake up man, wake up man, your 33...
hey, you've got to hide your dreams away.....
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