1. |
Hallway
06:34
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I can hear you speak
in a voice like mine
in the darkness the distance
I can hear you speak
a very thin line
through yourself about me
**We lose what we know to know again
We can always move,
we can always wait
It makes no difference
We can bury the groove,
we can cover fate
It makes no difference
**We lose what we know to know again
I can hear you speak
a very thin line
in the darkness about me
I can hear you speak
covering up the things we’ve done
tonight together
**We lose what we know to know again
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2. |
Man Enough
04:24
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Why do I look
Have to, do I have to?
Feel the sidewalk dragging me
After you, after you
*If I was man enough I wouldn’t need you
How many kisses, looks and thoughts
Passing blur, fantasy
Can’t count the love that I’ve wasted now
Passing her, passing me
*If I was man enough I wouldn’t need you
When November speaks in leaves and wind
Cold n’ blue, cold n’ blue
There’s no where else that I’d rather be
Than holdin’ you, holdin’ you
*If I was man enough I wouldn’t need you
A girl has left her mark on me
“Again?” you ask, again you see
I was just waiting
First you look and then you see
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3. |
Free Woman
03:15
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She walks like the winner of the human race
Black is her color but she's got a golden face
She's an atheist radical sweet young thing
When her clothes come off her body starts to sing
* I love a free woman (she don’t have to go my way)
And she loves me!
Met her on the beach I was bowing to the sea
One look in her eyes and a new faith came over me
Now I spend my nights howling at the moon
Prayin that she's gonna come and see me soon
* I love a free woman
She don't care about her place in the universe
She don't care if this life is a blessing or a curse
She just wants to see it all and I know that she will
One thing that she can't stand is standing still
* I love a free woman
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4. |
Nothin' Left
03:58
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So far and empty, so bad at answers,
so uncommitted
So smoke to question, smoke to rest
A cocaine question on an Acid Test
* There’s nothing left, but a piece of me
The peace I leave you of belief
I’ve been aware and I’ve been unknown
Putting on a dead man’s coat
I wish I’d seen her, I wish I’d said
“I wish I were different, alive, or dead”
* There’s nothing left, but a piece of me
The peace I leave you of belief
So far and empty, so bad at answers
So…
The rest of you, the rest of me
Laughter mixed in misery
* There’s nothing left, but a piece of me
The peace I leave you of belief
There’s nothing left of me
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5. |
Uncool Emotions
05:09
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After everything went to hell
I packed and I left with precision
Then I heard she was living the “good life”
So I unloaded my derision
I say California deserves you
Go on in the water’s wet
You can drown in apparent luxury
At red tag sales in the sunset
* And I’m sad most everyday
I sit quietly out of the way
And I listen to a tape of the full raging ocean
I’m a victim of uncool emotions
Well it’s nobodies fault line on judgment day
Even eternal traffic is groovy
But when the smog monster gets you down on all fours
You’re gonna moan, “I’m finally in the movies”
But you’ll lower your standards before you even have one
Low budget porno in an Orange County warehouse
Your teenage skin is crawling again
And what the world needs now is a buzz
* And I’m sad most everyday...
Well the destiny of tourists
Is to always go home again
Pulled back down those magnetic streets
Like your meat and potatos and gravity
Well its easy for me to say
That a life with a wife and kids would be boring
It’s my steady job to sleep alone
And look older every morning
* And I’m sad most everyday
I sit quietly out of the way
And I listen to a tape of the full raging ocean
I’m a victim of uncool emotions
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6. |
Today's Man
06:23
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Today’s Man watch him walk
Flashing black and nameless pre-recorded down the street
Today’s Man watch him walk
Rich, holy, shameless he’s programmed to repeat
*Hey, hurry up do it right, do it all, right now!
Hey, watch your money, watch your mouth,
watch out! Today's Man!
Today’s Man watch him look
Only at an object’s face he feels life with his eyes
Today’s Man watch him look
How he finds his place in life is with the good things that he buys
*Hey, hurry up do it right, do it all, right now!
Hey, watch your money, watch your mouth,
watch out! Today's Man!
Today’s Man watch him go
Like an intense prayer, like self denial
Today’s Man watch him go
Six feet under holding tight to his lifestyle
*Hey, hurry up do it right, do it all, right now!
Hey, watch your money, watch your mouth,
watch out! Today's Man!
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7. |
Adios
04:22
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Saw her in the café some habits are hard to break
Drinking her 14th cup of coffee trying hard not to look awake
She said, “I’ve come into some money, give me a going away kiss”
I said, “We’ve spend some time together honey, but I never paid for this.
And your farewell party is a party that I won’t make. Adios!”
She said, “That’s not what you told me on the morning that we met.
You said you’d seen me in a dream that you would not forget.”
I said, “Well a first impression isn’t always what it seems
and its hard to forget a woman how is drowning me in my dreams.
But Adios, have a good trip, and won’t you remember me!”
She said, “you’re being insincere”. I said, “I’m really not trying to be!
It really makes no difference if you believe in me.”
She said, “you’re wasting my time”. I said, “You’re a waste of flesh and blood
Your emotions are just moods and your brain is full of mud.
Adios, have a good trip, and won’t you remember me!”
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8. |
Figure It Out
03:10
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I locked all the doors
and I stayed up for days
I couldn’t make up my mind to save my life
and its too late to save my face
* Figure it out it’s only confusion
Analyze it to death but don’t do a thing
Don’t want to be disillusioned
“Action always” give me a break,
all the doors have long been broken
I’m seeing things that can’t be seen
and hearing things that can’t be spoken
* Figure it out...
Collected the evidence
and now I’m just staring at my shoes
Too many facts not a shred of emotion
and too much of nothing to lose
* Figure it out...
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9. |
Unreal City
05:29
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Unreal City Shades of gray
Unreal City Neither night or day
Unreal Instincts get blown away
you cannot leave and you cannot stay
* Your mother won't feed you and your father won't let you beg
And the Coca-Cola© System is dripping down your leg!
In Un Real City
Unreal City Twisting out of view
Still shakin' through
at a theater near you!
Like it or not... It belongs to you!
* Your mother won't feed you and your father won't let you beg
And the Coca-Cola© System is dripping down your leg!
In Un Real City
Unreal City The land awaits
mmm mmm Good! Better! clean your plate
Unreal City in an Altered State
I'm a speechless creature on a blind date!
* Your mother won't feed you and your father won't let you beg
And the Coca-Cola© System is dripping down your leg!
In Un Real City
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10. |
Matchmaker
04:47
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Matchmaker struck out on me when I asked her for a light
I guess we've both been burned one too many times tonight
She's asking 20 dollar questions as she offers me a penny
When I tell her that I just stopped counting it really means I don't know how many
* How many lovers in this march of dimes
Collecting pennies for my thoughts
How many times? Matchmaker? How many times?
It's like a broken record as long as my arm
like a needle going up and down “I never meant to do you any harm”
and it stays on my turntable because the intro never skips
But the tables turn down at the verse and I never refrain from her lips
* How many lovers in this march of dimes
Maybe I should shave my head and not be such a dude
Grab a robe and sandals play monkeyshines with solitude
Then no more $20 dollar questions will bother my bald head
and I won't stumble on the truth as I trip from another bed
* How many lovers in this march of dimes
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11. |
Manifesto
04:56
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This street is lined with nothing but the dirt of dead routines
Corporate image torn uniform neverending office scenes
The empty mailbox of hungry hope for the homeless and the poor
Waits forever a curbside like a junkie waits to score
* And that is / that is not what I / really meant to say
The sunlight I remember from the summer trees of then
Will not put me back to sleep or wake me up again
As I fall away to windows from the business here at hand
I can see a state of mind that we call the promise land
* And that is / that is not what I / really meant to say
I’m an animal for sleeping while my country is at war
My number has been called up but all I do is snore
As the tv is my witness my head falls from disgrace
But no one gets an explanation when they try to read my face
* And that is / that is not what I / really meant to say
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12. |
Hallway (Radio Edit)
03:57
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I can hear you speak in a voice like mine in the darkness the distance
I can hear you speak a very thin line through yourself about me
**We lose what we know to know again
We can always move, we can always wait
It makes no difference
We can bury the groove, we can cover fate
It makes no difference
**We lose what we know to know again
I can hear you speak a very thin line in the darkness about me
I can hear you speak covering up the things we’ve done tonight together
**We lose what we know to know again
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Willi Brown Austin, Texas
Gum boot dancer from way back the poems don't matter nor does the swamp full of alligators. I wrote on the guitar til it wouldn't write back no more.
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