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Burn It All Down
03:42
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BURN IT ALL DOWN
I guess I should have known that there was trickery afoot.
Him & her spend much more time together than they should.
While the queen was busy in the hive tending to the drones,
no one paid attention to the king upon his throne.
I could have kept this photograph, but chose to see her face.
There’s something in a lover’s eyes that Kodak can’t replace.
I saved up all my pennies just to put my two cents in,
but, tears had made her richer than I ever could have been.
I want to know why. I want to know why.
Why I trust a soul alive. Why I fall for all the lies.
Why I’m everybody’s friend, and why this story never ends.
Time marches on and I pretend to have a purpose.
But, I think I spend too much time all alone at the army surplus.
There’s implements, artillery to maim and call the devil,
but, I’d be just like they are if I sink down to that level.
I want to know why. I want to know why.
Why I trust a soul alive. Why I fall for all the lies.
Why I’m everybody’s friend, and why this story never ends.
And I don’t understand what it means to be a man. How much do you hide, and how much do you show? Oh, when do you start a fire and burn it all down?
Frothing like a lunatic, I’m standing at the courthouse.
Trying very hard to keep control of hands and mouth.
Cause Smiling Skirt is hand in hand with pink carnation groom. If I had a crossbow, he’s never get that close to her perfume.
I want to know why. I want to know why.
Why I trust a soul alive. Why I fall for all the lies.
Why I’m everybody’s friend, and why this story never ends.
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2. |
Foolish Anyway
04:10
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FOOLISH ANYWAY
The way you said goodbye to me just keeps on coming back.
It’s like a movie I hate but it never fades to black.
And the credits never roll, and it’s got a filthy plot.
And I still peek through my fingers at the really nasty shots.
I’d wake up screaming. But this ain’t no dream.
And I can hear your voice saying to me, baby…
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
What a lonely thing to say.
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
Girl, you’re foolish anyway.
And you believe anything your girlfriends say.
And even if I wasn’t lying you’d hate me anyway.
I think you need a couple of courses in tough talk.
Maybe to the untrained tongue, you’re from a school of hard knocks.
I’d wake up laughing. But this ain’t no fun.
And I can hear your voice saying to me, baby…
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
What a lovely thing to say.
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
Girl, you’re foolish anyway.
Used to be the silent treatment. Used to be a gap before.
I always want to say something, but I’m afraid that I’m a bore.
Well you can glare right at me till you’re black and blue in your face.
But I can hear your voice saying to me, baby…
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
What a lovely thing to say.
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
Girl, you’re foolish anyway.
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
What a lovely thing to say.
I’d be a fool if I don’t leave you.
Girl, you’re foolish anyway.
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3. |
The Closed Door
03:23
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CLOSED DOOR
I got a feeling Mommy’s gonna send me to bed soon.
Daddy’s smiling goofy at her underneath a full moon.
Now I’ll lie awake all night and listen to the Boom Boom.
And try to understand the real meaning of the bedroom.
I wonder what’s going on behind the closed door.
I really don’t understand what all the kissing is for.
Now I’m in high school, going on my first date.
I’m hearing stories about her that the other guys relate.
In locker room language they tell me that she can’t wait.
But how terrific can the catch be when you don’t use any bait?
I wonder what’s going on behind the closed door.
I really don’t understand what all the kissing is for.
Thought I’d surprise my wife today at lunch time.
But a strange car was parked in the space that’s always mine.
I threw the bedroom door open, there was nothing I could say.
So I got back in my car and I drove away.
I wish I didn’t know what’s going on behind the closed door.
I really don’t understand what all the kissing is for.
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4. |
It Can't Happen Here
04:12
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IT CAN’T HAPPEN HERE
They run around just to get attention.
Publicly doing what I’d privately mention.
Never reaching a personal best,
but I heard one once won a beauty contest.
Smiley lost it and pushed the panic button.
Glen was open. Now he’s a shut in.
Picture Big John in the corner of his dark room
thinking he’s finally reached the right side of the moon.
I can’t buy the things you say. So now you want to put me away.
I came into this life without fear. Tell me again ‘it can’t happen here.’
I don’t want to be your worst kept secret.
Soft and soggy where the vultures teeth bit.
Give me a pair of rose-colored glasses.
Pass the Valium. Get me past this.
What did I ever do to deserve this?
Don’t you feel guilty? Just a little bit squeamish?
Now you’re the only one I can blame.
Have you heard? Now I know all the loonies by name...
I can’t buy the things you say. So now you want to put me away.
I came into this life without fear. Tell me again ‘it can’t happen here.’
Something’s cooking but the pilot’s shut down.
Turns the sky from blue to brown.
There’s no sunshine. Only tears.
Tell me again ‘it can’t happen here.’
I came into this life without fear. Tell me again ‘it can’t happen here.’
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5. |
The Next Apartment
01:24
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THE NEXT APARTMENT
There’s a party in the next apartment. Sounds like they’re tearing down the walls.
Call up the fire department and have those animals hosed out of the halls.
Confound those noisy people. I can never get no sleep.
What on earth is that vibration? I wish I got an invitation.
There’s a party in the next apartment. Did they forget I was alive?
Maybe they think I’m too quiet. Now the place is buzzing like a hive.
I can do those dances right. I can wear my pants that tight.
Wish I may I wish I might. I don’t want to be alone tonight.
I want to be there when they’re dancing cheek to cheek.
I want to be there with the fancy people looking chic.
I want to be there when the evening hits it’s sweaty peak.
I wanna...I wanna! OH! OH! OH! OH!
There’s a party in the next apartment. Now the drinks are on the house and floor.
Sound just like a kindergarden as I approach the door next door.
It opened up and there was yahoo in front of the screaming Zulus.
Hi neighbor, I thought you knew. We’ve been waiting all night for you.
I want to be there when they’re dancing cheek to cheek.
I want to be there with the fancy people looking chic.
I want to be there when the evening hits it’s sweaty peak.
I wanna...I wanna! OH! OH! OH! OH!
I wanna...I wanna! OH! OH! OH! OH!
I wanna...I wanna! OH! OH! OH! OH!
I wanna...I wanna! OH! OH! OH! OH!
There’s a party in the next apartment.
There’s a party in the next apartment.
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