1. |
Heart Data
02:42
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Her cure is her advice
She wasted four years twice
She's standing between me
And my cathode ray TV
She yells so loud
The truth and her teeth fall out
The test pattern resumes
She tries her hardest to disprove
The magic of the cathode tube
Says every channel's E. M. Snow
As if that's not my favorite show
And a voice is on the phone again
Even though it's not plugged in
Says if your television's home
Say hello from telephone
The moment the sun sets
My radio comes to life
It's catching the secrets
That bounce off the moon at night
But there is a signal
My radio can't receive
The truth with the lights off
Reflected in the screen
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2. |
Down 4 tha' Count
02:41
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Mrs. you
Mrs. me
I don't know
Is there a Mr. You and Me?
While I play the part
You break my heart
Moonlight cutting through my coffin lid
I dreamt about you all day
Now I brood in my chambers alone
Sucking the life from a rose
I drift off to sleep on the recamier
When my eight legged butler shakes me awake
Says there's no time for heartache
Soon I'm clutching a pillar
And she's fast asleep
And I'm far away
I only want to be with her
Every night
Try to write
But it's hard
When all my furniture comes to life
I send my love letters through
Pneumatic tubes
But it's no use
In your heart
Lies the key
To be free
I get a chance every century
Kiss me once so I
Can finally die
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3. |
Asbury Park
04:14
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Don't you disrespect my sweet Michelle
She never meant to see me any different
She is still an angel in my eyes
And she deserved a date for valentines
Clearly you're just jealous of our love
Are you planning to shut up?
She's my princess for the month
While I don't see you guys as much
It's a different kind of trust
It's more than just my human urge to--
They're saying let her go
They told me don't pick up
They're calling her a nut
They're telling me enough
What? I know all about
How she interrupts my counting sheep
Telling secrets in her sleep
Fourty-two missed calls at lunch
I love her way too much
What she says in therapy
Maybe she'll come back to me
She met the perfect guy
Took her a week to find
But I can't change her
Said I don't love you anymore
Never lied to her before
What the fuck is going on
I wish you had stayed gone
Then she came crawling back
Me and you all of that
She made a big mistake
Just not the one you think
Friday I hope I'm wrong
Tuesday wake up she's gone
Love is dumb but I'm a moron
With her ever-changing hair
And her Algernon tattoo
She seemed cool and complicated
She's just cool and confused
There's something magical up close
Where the gravity's the most
We sleep well with arms around us
We don't care if they let go
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