1. |
It's Late Out [bitmap]
01:09
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It's late out,
The midnight shift is almost done
The pecan pie in the lounge is through
And it may have had something to do with you
It's a late night
That we have discovered
It's a good time, if you got a brother
If you're busy talking to a bitmap display
You're gonna find yourself wishing that you had another
To enjoy this late night with.
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Vladimir visits me on Halloween
With a rubber mask on
He says I am done with ruling
I'd like to be a coach of football
Next morning I wake up
And I remember his tears
And I wonder is he good enough for us?
Is he good enough for us?
Vladimir visits me on Thanksgiving
With the same old mask on
He says I don't care what I do,
If I cheer or I coach or I am just a mascot
The pitch is green and I am blue
Oh good friend tell me what should I do
So I think I'll make his day
You can start with middle schoolers in the SF bay
If anyone will trust you with their kids,
Only power to you.
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3. |
Louise Glück
03:01
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The black podium and her stick of fruit gum
In the screening room Sunday, I said "Louise that's great"
And thanked her for coming, cause I think I'm supposed to
And I hope that you're hopeful cause I'm hopeful she will
Return to the school, she's a Pulitzer too
But whatever she do, she do not live with you
So don't look for her in New England,
Don't look for her in the south man
Just discipline your own hand,
You're a poet not a gunman
Why did you tell Louise on behalf of us all
Tell her who she should call when the ghosts are all around her
In the hallway with the carrots and the baby water bottles
You shook out like a collie
She called out “baby call me”
But did you stop you didn’t
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4. |
The Days
03:42
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My life is something you read
About in an in-flight magazine
My life is something you say
To someone who hates you
You want to get them off of your chest
I studied acting, but my mother wouldn’t have it
I made a new commercial but nobody ever saw it
I acted in a pilot and the damn thing got rejected
And now I’m in New York cause it’s what everyone expected of me
My girl is someone you meet
When she’s selling you weed
She often tells me I’m useless
I’m getting so used to it
Could be it’s more than she meant.
I was born in California it's a lyrical place
I didn’t learn to write so I learned to erase
The ones you leave behind are a couple sunny pictures
I eat my meals alone and somehow they’re still delicious
And I mark the days
On the side of my cave
My life is something you read
About in an in-flight magazine
My life is something you say
To someone who hates you
You want to get them off of your chest
I studied electricity to make my mother happy
I told my girl I loved her and she started laughing
I sent a couple poems in and they were all rejected
And now I’m in New York cause it’s what everyone expected of me
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5. |
Study Up [a horn honks]
01:38
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There's a lot I know, and I lot I don't
I am drowning in my ignorance
Let me swim around this sea I'm in
Until I know what I have to study up on.
I see pictures of women reading bad news
If I'm gonna put my sick head to use
I'll stop my search and sit by her at church
Until she knows I am someone to depend on.
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I assemble a spiral staircase
In the middle of the museum
I draw chalk lines around me
And behind them the picture-takers
I have long befriended
I performed for them in 70 and 74
There is, atop the platform, a pane of glass
I press my face into it and I
Bend my nose around it and
Behind me are the art reviewers
Wondering when their book will finished be
They seem to me to be so lonely
But on the next day they take my place
As in the dark beneath them I am a lowly body
And the next day I carve stars into
The stomach mother gave me
Still I stand upon the tower at the center of the museum.
Singing words without words.
Does it hurt? yes it does.
Yes it hurts. And that’s the truth,
I wouldn’t keep it from you.
I disassemble the spiral starcase
In the focal point of everything
I said the piece was finished
So you orphans can go home now
I have done the same myself for years
It’s not confusing if you’re looking
For some beauty somewhere.
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7. |
Exercise Caution
02:52
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You should really exercise caution baby
You are mopping up your mess and it's making you crazy lately
If I knew what to say I'd say it as quick as I could
I guess your best bet is to pray a little today
To whatever person makes you feel okay
I've got a heart on my sleeve
That's drier than a raisin anymore
You should really exercise caution baby
You should really exercise caution baby
I am talking to yours truly, he's been a stranger lately
He is passing off ideas like an olympic baton
To whatever's there when he cannot hold on
You've got a problem
A problem with a doctor out there
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8. |
Reduced
01:58
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Will we be a happy family
Or will I sit all alone
By neighbors' mailboxes
Reading bugs, insects in the sidewalk cracks
Wandering in so large a world they do
Will we be a happy family
Or will you drop me off at the indoor skatepark
Reading typos in the concert ads
Metal for Christ in my head
Yeomen tossing turning singing songs
Metal for Christ
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