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They don't sell souvenirs
of the places around here
But it's quiet and the air is clear and I like it
In a house with a backyard
Life's a little bit less hard
Even though I had to learn to drive a car
On the mantel there's a snowglobe
And I'm giving it a shake
I'll admit that it looks fake
King Kong on the Empire State
And the snow is coming down
on what used to be my hometown
And your street's not really in there
But I'm pretending I see you in the snowglobe
And the next time that it snows
before the cars all make it gross
Take a look outside your window facing north
I'm just 2 hours away
You could visit for a day
it's quiet and i think that you might like it
When you shake things up you find
After a little bit of time
Things begin to get a little clearer
When you break things up you find
All the junk that is inside
Can disappear in a rearview mirror
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It's never too early to decide
Prepare for a rough uncaring ride
Whatever you do you know I'm always on your side
Discover a cure for 9 to 5
Bring Jerry Garcia back to life
Be some kind of hero to your children and your wife
With your future there ahead of you
Who could you be instead of you
maybe you can be the first broken heart in space
The top of the class in astro school
You think she likes you but you play it cool
She's got a reputation beautiful and cruel
She's got a fiance back on earth
You think he sounds like a total jerk
She says something about mixing pleasure with her work
Somewhere among the dust and stars
Over tang and freeze-dried energy bars
She points back at earth and tells you it looks so far
One kiss in the spaceship passageway
But out on a space walk the next day
She cuts your tether loose and you float away
With your future there ahead of you
Who could you be instead of you
maybe you can be the first broken heart in space
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I thought your were the one
Your face tilted up to me beneath the morning sun
at the corner of 6th avenue and 3rd st
oh i thought you were the one
now i've gone straight
i'm a model citizen
i'm clean and sober but still
i see things that are not there
your blue eyes and your black hair
oh, i thought she was the one
From Washington Square to Central Park
I walked on air from afternoon til after dark
in your step I trusted all along
oh, i thought you were the one
It's like i stared into the sun and the deed was done
I stumbled off the curb as lovers will
You turned a corner so awful quick
this love's a dirty rotten trick
oh, i thought you were the one
I dreamed you were the one
Now I'm back where it was I started from
Queen of all it seems, but really jack of none
at the corner of 6th avenue and 3rd st
oh i thought you were the one
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4. |
Katie's in the CIA
02:50
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Songs about songs are the worst kind of songs and here's another one
We were fooling around, yeah we all had some drinks, never meant to hurt anyone
"Remember Katie from back in the day? Now Katie's in the CIA"
And somebody pressed record and I took out my guitar
"Yeah Katie's in the CIA / She spies for the USA
She don't believe that I love her / So now I'm blowing her cover"
songs about songs are the worst kind of songs that there are
We were fooling around never meant for it to go that far
You never know what the public will swallow
The radio played it and everyone followed
Checks started coming in and offers to tour the world
Yeah Katie's in the CIA / She spies for the USA
She don't believe that I love her / So now I'm blowing her cover
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised
When the door burst open wide
And in comes Katie with a dozen guys in black suits
They rounded up the band
Threw us into a windowless van
It seems our hit song was a little too close to the truth
A gig is a gig and I know I've had worse, and it's just another one
I can write on demand, and if I'm being honest it's sort of fun
The agency needs songs sooner than later
To blast into the compounds of the latest dictator
So I'm working in Langley with Katie and the CIA.
"Yeah Katie's in the CIA / And we're all spies for the USA
She's working above me / she says that she loves me"
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when i fool myself tonight
And I let you hold me tight
I'll believe things will be different
I'll convince myself in spite
Of the cold look in your eye
And the way you make me cry
And the promises you make
And then you break and then deny
when i fool myself tonight
I will overlook the proof
Ignore every painful truth
I'll do what it takes to get me through
another night with you
I should listen to my friends
But it's easier to pretend
If I can only pass this test
Theres a heart somewhere inside your chest
when i fool myself tonight
The extra workouts at the gym
The text you say is not from him
The stranger's shoes under the bed
The way you smack me in the head
like a slow motion hit and run
You're sorry for what you've done
You're all tears and regret
So I place another bet
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We’ve waited all our lives for this
it’s something we’re quite happy with
barbecues and casseroles
and now we’re finally getting old
we’re getting really old
We’ve waited all our lives for this
to die with secrets on our lips
arrange the flowers in the vase
then find our final resting place
one day we’ll wake up in the ground
we’ll lie there and we’ll look around
and say thank god it’s over with
i’ve waited all my life
yes i’ve waited all my life for this
We’ve waited all our lives for this
picture perfect christmas list
dominoes and oak hope chests
it’s off to bed, but first a kiss
We’ve waited all our lives
We’ve walked and walked our whole lives
soon i’m sure we will arrive
to collect all that’s been promised us
then to collapse and fall to dust
we’ve waited so long for just this much
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7. |
Rhoda Mendelbaum
02:46
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Rootless cheese with zero punk cred.
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