1. |
It's Immediate
01:45
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When you're at a party, drunk and lonely
Do you ever think of me?
In the mirror, ever clearer
You ain't where you want to be
Do you know me? Do you want me? Does it keep you up at night?
Or am I talking to myself again?
That same old self again
However protean
One day, ubermensch
The next day, nowhere man
One day rule the world
Spin it around again
And then I turn and disappear into the ground
And I'm back again to wonder, does it matter
If I take you home with me?
Am I feeling or only feeling
That I saw this on TV?
If you know me, if you want me, if it keeps you up at night,
Is it chemical or miracle?
One day say goodbye to all that's pure and true
And then it's back again and sweet as honey stolen from the tomb
Don't know much about the future
I got fuzzy recollections of the past
All I know is baby, when I see you
It's immediate
It's immediate
It's immediate
It's immediate
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2. |
Come September
03:40
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Summer is here, and summer is a good thing
But summer's got a lot to answer for
Summer's got sweat, and summer tips a cold one
Summer's got legs from here to ya-ya
Long way to go 'til summer's gone
And if you buy summer clothes
Watch out where your money goes
They will leave you in the cold come September
And if you buy summer clothes
Watch out where your money goes
Summer's sweet, summer's cold, summer's bitter
And if you make summer friends
They will leave you in the end
And you'll be alone again come September
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3. |
Little Black Heart
02:10
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How long can this one last?
Got bad news from the past
Feels like it's lasted all my life
Little black heart on my sleeve
Little black heart always beats
Little black heart's gonna make somebody bleed
Sometimes two's a crowd, but baby, sometimes one's a crowd
Part of me will never be alone
Could've been a better man, we'll never know for sure
But my little black heart is yours
Pretty girl, better take it slow
Pretty girl, it's worse than you know
Pretty girl better hold on to your pride
Remember one who met your eye?
Must've been another guy
Door is closed, window dark, won't get no reply
Put him on a carton and expect a slim reward
Lost and never to return
Gotta see you're stuck with me, it's less than you deserve
Cause my little black heart is yours
What's mine is yours
And all that's yours is mine
Take a little love and then
Little black heart strikes again
When you're lying in your sleep
It's the company I keep
When I try to shut it down
Little black heart starts to pound
Kid, you got starry eyes
I got a little black heart and a backwards mind
I got a little black heart and a backwards mind
Got a little black heart and a backwards mind
Talk about resistance as if I don't know the score
Lacking something in the blood
And all this time I've tried and tried and never found a cure
So my little black heart is yours
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4. |
Black Water
03:32
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Above the barn loft
In stacks of unwashed hay
Stands the ghost of the woman who taught us how to play
Above the barn loft
In stacks of unwashed hay
There stands the ghost of our mother
Out in the woodland
A voice without a sound
Most have passed but something hangs around
Out in the woodland
Footsteps on the ground
Who waits behind in the forest?
Black water churning
The wheel keeps turning
But the miller's been gone for years
Full moon is rising
With cloud disguising
Appears and disappears
Seasons pass
All the world has changed
And only the ghosts remain
And now we sing the refrain, sing the refrain
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5. |
Career Opportunities
03:25
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Ah, I gotta make a decision
I got no lack of ambition
But what's it lacking from me?
Ah, where's the money going?
I didn't want to get rich
But son of a bitch
I think somebody's getting rich off me
Hewers of stone, and drawers of water
Think I got an aptitude
Will I forever be bound in the direction that I choose
Better get up
Career opportunities
Better get up
I'm talkin' 'bout career opportunities
Ah, the human cannonball
Sweating in the barrel while I'm waiting for the match to fall
Some kind of mistake--is this the wrong day?
Maybe nobody was ever holding any match at all
Ah, I wasn't born to lose
That's why the whole situation's got me so confused
The going gets tough, they say the tough get going
The rest of us get screwed
I'm in the aisle of the all-night grocery
So fuckin' hungry I've forgotten what I want to eat
Then I remember again, but I'm back in the street
Better get up
Career opportunities
Better get up
I'm talkin' 'bout career opportunities
Ma, I think the other kids know something I don't
It's like they don't ever wonder when they're all alone
And I thought I knew too, but that was some time ago
Better get up
Career opportunities
Better get up
I'm talkin' 'bout career opportunities
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6. |
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Last thing I meant to do
Make that mistake again
Carry her round in my pocket like a charm
Put away that picture
Holding on won't make her stay
Oh, it only takes a part of you away
But still I find
I got a one-track mind
And I just can’t seem to shake her
Neither hide her nor replace her
I don't wanna think about that girl
I don't wanna think about that girl
I don't wanna
I put my feet on the ground
Put some food in my mouth
July, I step outside for a while
I refuse to spend the day
In a sentimental way
And I tell my stupid heart to obey
But still I find
I got a one-track mind
And when I'm home and on my own again
I board up all the doors again
I forget all the world again
To wait alone for an long lost friend
I don't wanna think about that girl
I don't wanna think about that girl
I don't wanna
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7. |
Every Mile
02:03
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Lord, I've been a fool again
Shut my mouth and lost another friend
Who's it making smile to see me on my back again?
Make mine a double, in her arms I'll stumble home
Dreaming cross-eyed of the crowd I used to know
I change my mind
Then change my mind
No promises, this happens all the time
And I try, try, try to pick up speed
It's familiar
It don't matter what I do
Tactics but no strategy
Needle skipping back on me
Oh, I know I've heard this one before
I change my mind
Then change my mind
No promises, this happens all the time
And I try, try, try to pick up speed
But every mile I'm on my back again
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8. |
I Don't Want To Be Young
05:12
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Watch her carefully, coiled up inside
Live-wired through the heart, big band in my mind
Could I get some quiet time? A little quiet time?
Ridiculous, I can't deny, I know the stakes are not so high
But I shake like a leaf and I foam at the mouth like a tide
What kind of fool am I?
Don't I know it's dangerous?
And I could be wrong
But I've already lived so long
Written down, I don't believe it
I'm afraid I'll have to scream it
I'm afraid, but here I go
Tell no one - I don't want to be young
Spare me the argument - I'm tired of making it
Tell no one - I don't want to be young
Spare me the argument - I'm tired, I'm tired
What's become of me? Just uncertainty
I'd have grown up by now
If I could just remember what it was I wanted to be
Could I get some clarity? A little clarity?
And a little job security - I'd do what comes most naturally
But these days it's hard to pay your way
With your gold from Final Fantasy
And as far as guitar
My boys Bruce and Steve already got three guys on lead
How many more could they need?
All these years of cautious living
So why am I still lying here on good Nate's couch
Trying to get some sleep
With these words I'm afraid to speak
Tell no one - I don't want to be young
Spare me the argument - I'm tired of making it
Tell no one - I don't want to be young
Spare me the argument - I'm tired, I'm tired
What do they know that I don't know?
A steady life, a loving wife
A comfortable home
What do they see that I don't see?
All the places I could go
And the place I want to be
The best years of your life
At least that's what people say
But fuck it all - bombs away
Tell no one - I don't want to be young
Spare me the argument - I'm tired of making it
Tell no one - I don't want to be young
Spare me the argument - I'm tired, I'm tired
I'm tired
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9. |
Cleaning Out The Pipes
03:09
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Don's cleaning out my pipes
They rusted and they busted and they gonna get right
He's been doing this for so many years
Ain't a goddamn thing that can escape his ears
Don's cleaning out my pipes
They rusted and they busted and they gonna get right
Set your support, squeeze like a glove
Don't let go, give 'em death from above
Every day, I'm getting better, stronger, faster
I am the servant
I am the master
Only one thing that I gotta get through me
I love you truly
I love you truly
Give me some water, give me some power
I'm walking taller in another half hour
A simple secret that I'm bringing back to me
I love you truly
I love you truly
Walt's cleaning out my mind
You'd be amazed at the shit he finds
Something that's been bothering me for twenty-five years
Ain't a goddamn thing that can escape his ears
I'm cleaning out my pipes
They rusted and they busted and they gonna get right
Set your support, squeeze like a glove
Don't let go, give 'em death from above
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10. |
Find Pete A Woman
04:37
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Here in Babylon
In the building, in the basement, on the corner
A disco rhythm beats, while a bassline shakes the street
And strawmen dance in the fire
I can't stop
Whoever heard of me stopping? Some crazy fool
I can't stop
It ain't that kind of party
I can't stop
See, every living creature is deserving of our love
I can't stop
We're gonna bring it to you
Cause there ain't no love in the world that's free
And the soul of a woman is a mystery
But if the stars align and the time is right
We're gonna find me a woman tonight
Here in Babylon
There is something in the water
Underneath your feet, beneath the pounding of the street
In one part per million
I can't stop
This is no time to stop
I can't stop
By my ever-thinning hair, I will dare if you will dare
I can't stop
I'll rappel down from my window with my heart between my teeth
I can't stop
To employ all my means of contending in the street
Cause there ain't no love in the world that's free
And the soul of a woman is a mystery
But if the stars align and the time is right
We're gonna find me a woman tonight
The world is a great big 45
If it keeps on spinning, then you're still alive
But if you're looking for a reason to dance and shout
There'll be no more dancing when the grooves run out
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11. |
3 A.M.
03:08
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3 a.m.
Snow is falling
It's pretty, and it's bleak, and it's
Pretty bleak
Yes
I mean no
I mean
It's hard to say
Think of a better plan tomorrow
Somewhere in time, every friend I've ever had
Tips back a glass even still
Though we've gone our separate ways
There is something gold that stays
And it leads me back to you
Everywhere I look it's you
'Cause you
Made me forget what it's like to be lonely
Made me forget a little while
I don't know if I can hold onto this feeling
All I know is you make me want to try
Somewhere in time, every friend I've ever had
Tips back a glass even still
And I will follow distant lights up the Hudson Valley line
Passing one, two, thirty towns to get to you
Everywhere I look it's you
'Cause you
Made me forget what it's like to be lonely
Made me forget a little while
I don't know if I can hold onto this feeling
All I know is you make me want to try
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The Aye-Ayes New York, New York
Matt's on drums, Nate's on bass, Pete's on guitar, Mike's also on guitar
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