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Werewolf [explicit]
03:10
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Some days I am ceasar
Some days I am Christ
Some days St. Theresa
Some days I play nice
And some days
I am a mother fucking werewolf
I am a cannibal who eats himself alive
So if you see me tonight on the floor or the ceiling
It depends how I'm feeling maybe you'll take me home
And I'll climb your mountain, and build a castle around it
But I'll bring my silver bullets just in case
Some days you are Elvis
Some days Joan of Arc
Some nights hallelujah
and some just break your heart
And some days
You are a mother fucking werewolf
You are medusa with napalm in your eyes
So if I see you tonight on the floor or the ceiling
It depends how your feeling maybe I'll take you home
Maybe we'll slow dance or build a fort on my big bed
But I'm bringing my silver bullets just in case
While I was casting demons out of you
You were casting demons out of me
And now I think it's best we let it be
Because I am a werewolf
and you are a werewolf
and you are a werewolf
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2. |
A Song To Sing
03:22
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The neighbors say we can't play our music loud
and they say that we're never gonna make it out
of this town, but i'm bound to the sound of randy newman on the stereo
I see the sky from where I stand
And the gospel comes from a rock-nroll band
and I hate everything in this town but you
You-shining like a silver spring
You-humming "like all i have to do is dream"
Yeah you give me, a song to sing
Yeah you give me, this feeling
And I'm okay with not knowing
Where the music is going
You give me- a song to sing
Here the actors choke on thier razor blades
And the sports cars take the ride of way
and the frat guys tries to serenade
the girls who aren't impressed
I've seen the sky from both sides now
i don't know when and don't know how
but one day i'm bound to leave this town
with you
You- free like a rolling stone
You- "look what they've done to my song, ma"
Yeah you give me, a song to sing
Yeah you give me, this feeling
And I'm okay with not knowing
Where the music is going
You give me- a song to sing
The story of the whole wide world
is just a song about a brown eyed girl
and a small town boy I know
from a spring steen song
we’ve only just begun
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3. |
Young Men
03:54
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Young men, they don't take what they've been given
Young men, they sing songs about young women
They just want to live forever they just want to live forever
Amen
In a song, when they're gone, Amen
And girls, you know I hear that they buy potions
Girls, they but creams and lotions.
They just want to live forever they just want to live forever
Like a daisy never fades, Amen
Young brides, they live on through their children
And architects, they live on through their buildings
Presidents get statues of themselves
Novelists get their books on dusty shelves
Old men, they are never in a hurry
Old men, their faces free from worry
They don't care to live forever
They don't care to live forever, Amen
Just to greet the end, like a friend, Amen
The stone, it returns to the ground
There are no ghosts, no promises of sacred sounds
And the statue disintegrates,
And ever word fades from every page
Young men, we don't take what we've been given
Young men, we write songs about young women
We all just want to live forever and we are sorry we will never
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Ditchdigger
04:19
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I choose my eyes wide open and my heart half broken every time
Over a gilded golden shackled reassuring sentimental lie
I've seen the rolling meadows and the cruelest ghettos in this town
I know the baker and the undertaker and the girl with stars on her gown
And the song that sounds the best to me is the chorus of the maple trees
And the river bends into the sea, its course is fixed and so are we
I got sunshine, sunshine all over me
and brown eyes and blue skies are all I see
I do not care to offer any commentary on the world
I only sing for the pleasure and for a certain sentimental girl
I did not come here to establish any new world somewhere up in the clouds
I just want to make love in the morning- work till even and then watch the sun go down
Oh the aimless and upward climb, the hidden hand, the searching vine
And the river bends into the sea, its course is fixed and so are we
I got sunshine, sunshine all over me
and brown eyes and blue skies are all I see
And the strangest fruit- grows from the ledge, oh my friends, my friends- go near to the edge
All those who are mining for gold they get pre-maturely old trying not to disappear
But me I'm just a ditchdigger, when I'm gone- forget that I was here
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5. |
You
03:23
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I saw the seeds in your heart start to bloom
felt strings in your body move
till you called my name and said hello
you took me up and let me go
C'est la vie
now you're free
and it's not that I'm unhappy and it's not that I'm still blue
It's just that I don't like myself as much I liked myself with you
You felt good in my lungs and I thought it was enough
but you...
It's just that once you've tasted flight
it's hard to spend the rest of your life
bacck on earth grinding gears
dreaming about better years
C'est la vie
now you're free
and it's not that I'm unhappy and it's not that I'm still blue
It's just that I don't like myself as much I liked myself with you
I'm not saying i'm not alright
I'm just saying that it'll never be better than it was
I'm not saying I don't sleep tight
but when I dream of the heights I dream because of you
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