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Mister Clean
01:50
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I don't feel like talking because talking is a chore / When I talk to you I can always tell that you're bored / Forgive all my diction / My rhetoric is so tired / Stilted words and metaphors leave much to be desired / Rewrite all my novels / My bibliography's weak / Don't tell me to talk / Yeah, I won't talk / I'd rather shriek
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Of Infirm Temperament
02:47
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When I arrived / I devised a plan to shake myself of everything that I deemed unfit / So I tempered all things unbecoming / And vowed to keep my cool / But things break down before you / My will is weak / My mind is chasm / I saw your eyes / And unwittingly I shed my shambled barriers / You entered unaware / And as I felt frail defenses crack and crumble / I longed to be mature
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Charlie Horse
02:06
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They've been scoping out her tracks for days / They want a piece of her; she'll have her way / Call the cops; set up a barricade / She'll take a bullet, and she won't be fazed / My baby, she's a trooper / She'll take your cash and run / She will eviscerate you / 44-magnum gun / My baby, she'll destroy you / She'll eat your guts for lunch / My baby, she's a trooper / But she's gnawing at my brain / I don't get her affection / But I know it causes pain
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Michael Freaking Out
01:23
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My name is Michael / I'm in love with you / They call me crazy, and it's probably true / But life is short, and being shortsighted is cute / So I'll love you / I know I'm going fast / But I'm terminally impatient / And opportunities are few / So I'll love you / My name is Michael and you know I'm a fool / Can't hold my temperament / I can't keep my cool / Like Thomas Hobbes, I need a sovereign to rule / So I'll love you
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Diamond Ring
02:59
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Diamond ring / She don't turn it down / 'Cause the pressure's on, and she feels alone / But the circumstances are too suspect / Just to stabilize, so she'll spread her lies / You do what they said / But I know what you want / 'Cause you're feeling repressed / And you're worried it's not what it's made out to be / Filled with sweet jealousy / But it's what you've got /
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Spinning Out
03:53
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Hold my hand and we'll ride / Buckle in and floor the gas / Feel the wind on your brow / Feel the dirt; it's rushing past / Get close / Hold on / Lose your grip / Your hair's blowing in the wind / As we zoom through scorched earth
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Lines
03:17
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The lines of your face look like a land scape of rolling hills and skies / How do you keep the sunshine in your hair? / How did you catch the sunset in your eyes? / The time you should take to come around ran out / So I gave you mine / Why do I give it all to you? / Why do I always keep you in mind?
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Frozen
03:12
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Every time I look at you I freeze up / I can't move / When I see all the people around I freeze up / I break down / I guess I'll fake a smile when you're looking my way / I never know exactly what to say / I'll fake another smile when our eyes meet / and I'll freeze like I always seem to be / When I see that look in your eye / I know your thoughts lie in a place I could never find on my own / Can we go?
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Tomato Sauce
01:59
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I'll kill the kid who's manning the operator / His threatening gaze doesn't faze me / It won't bring me down / I'll kill the kid who's manning the operator / Avenge my rep / Yeah, his death'll be the talk of the town / But I know he's cool / I know he's fine / He's a good guy / But he's not my kind / I'll kill the kid who's manning the operator / I'll spill his blood, and I will not apologize / I'll kill the kid who's manning the operator / Sideline my conscience / Highlight the cruelty in my eyes
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Holiday Kids
03:33
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Information Age
01:53
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Fuck the information age
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Immaculate Bedspread
03:03
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Don't wanna make my bed / Because it's got your scent / And I'm afraid if I replace my sheets today / The memory of your love will just fade away / And I'm not ready to move on / This reckless dream will linger / If it were true that you were gonna suck my blood / I'd acquiesce until I melted into mud
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