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Long Distance
03:57
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Long Distance -
Listen here. I was alone. Trying to get Vivian on that rotary telephone. There’s not enough lines. There’s too many homes. I might’ve found out why, she’s not at home. I’m a fool. Ya you’ll see. I got this license but lack a proper melody. I’m like a fish, always on the line. I might’ve found out why, she’s not at home. She’s not at home. I got a feeling she knows…Oh Oh Oh. Starting to think that…she’s at home. I got a feeling she knows…Oh Oh Oh. Starting to think that…she’s at home. I met this girl outside, I lit her smoke and she proceeded to tell me: If you’re not having sex for love, you best be having it for money. I was lost, a little lonely. I bet you got pills in that purse why don’t you show me. This atmosphere…has gotten deadly. I might’ve found out why, she’s not at home. She’s not at home. I got a feeling she knows…Oh Oh Oh. Starting to think that…she’s at home. I got a feeling she knows…Oh Oh Oh. Starting to think that…she’s at home. Now...Don’t you see. To be translucent in this chemical dream. Ah…your a liar. All the things you touch turn to fire. Now…don’t you fret. Little things like this are OK to regret. Why?..I’m not scared. You know these things you do, you know you’re aware. Listen here. I was alone. Trying to get Vivian on that god damn telephone. I’m like a fish, always on the line. I might’ve found out why, she’s not at home. She’s not at home. No No No. She’s not at home.
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On & On
03:01
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You don’t get it, no you won’t get it. How do you think we get there? We don’t get it, no we won’t get it. How do think they get there? They don’t get it, no they won’t get it. How do you think she gets there? We’ve let this go on to long. It always goes on and on. By now it’s come undone. We’ve let this go on to long. Oh…lights out. Drive straight don’t call. Make waves move on. Illuminate through song. How do you think you get there? Whatever it is you do. I don’t mind. Whatever gets you through. I don’t mind. It’s on, it’s true, you do, you lose. I don’t mind. I might as well fall…Suspended in time. How do you think we get there? We don’t get it, no we won’t get it. How do you think they get there. They don’t get it, no they won’t get it. How do you think she gets there? We’ve let this go on to long. We’ve let this go on to long.
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Millennium Summer
04:54
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Millennium Summer, wasn’t the hair nor the bangs. Obsessed with baseball…Ya Ya…what a year it became. I couldn’t miss you. It didn’t turn out that way. We learned a lot that season. What a shame to behave. Laura Lapinski wouldn’t be mine. Laura Lapinski, time out of mind. Then came winter, wasn’t the hair still the bangs. It’s a game of chance I tell you. It’s better to bet than to pray. I asked why did you do this? You said I could, so I did. We learned to meddle clearly. New Years Ball what a bliss. Laura Lapinski wouldn’t be mine. Laura Lapinski, time out of mind. It couldn’t be. You know it shouldn’t be. Ya ya you know I might fail. Laura Lapinski wouldn’t be mine… Laura Lapinski wouldn’t be mine. Laura Lapinski, time out of mind. Laura Lapinski couldn’t be mine. Laura Lapinski, time out of mind. It couldn’t be. You know it should be.
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I'll Bet
02:48
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I’ll Bet -
Someone in this room is crazy. I’ll bet. You think it’s me. Odds are it’s you. On and on your friends are lazy. You said. Five again ten, they’re not your friends. I don’t get to…chip away at things that you say. You’re going to have it now…on and on and on your own way. I’m going to say it now…fuck and fight is the word of the day. Someone in this room is crazy. You said. You think it’s me. Odds are it’s you. On and on your friends are lazy. I’ll bet. I’m on again, this here’s the end.
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Anything at All
03:12
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Anything at All -
All day long you fumble through a maze. I could fold this paper in a multitude of ways. It’s obviously draining the color from my face. Stand and scowl with your eyes shut. Chase a dream when the words are all done. You’ll run, when I call, shouldn’t have said anything at all. Set a scene. Strike a cue. Discuss openly what’s not the truth. Sickly contingent now that we start a war. I could make you write it all down. Stamp a meaning to these sonics we’ve found. You’ll run, when I call, shouldn’t have said anything at all. Oh you are… as hypothetical star. You’ll run, when I call, shouldn’t have said anything at all.
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Illustrious Vulture
02:54
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Illustrious Vulture -
In the end, you sit there and wonder. You made your point, so why did bother. What did you do wrong, what did you do wrong? What did we do wrong, what did we do wrong? Illustrious Vultures - Illustrious Vultures - Illustrious Vultures. In the end, you sit there and wonder. You made your point, so why did bother. What did you do wrong, what did you do wrong? What did we do wrong, what did we do wrong? Illustrious Vultures - Illustrious Vultures - Illustrious Vultures. Belligerently cougar. Inquisitively stupid. Illustrious Vultures at it again. Illustrious Vultures…all right. By then you knew. By then you knew. By then you knew. Bye Bye to you.
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