Shelf In The Room - Lyrics - Days Of The New - Days Of The New

Title: Shelf In The Room
Album: Days Of The New
Artist: Days Of The New
Composer(s): Travis Shane Meeks

Lyric:
The key is so distant
I've opened doors
Know when to listen
Know what to listen for, yeah

The shelf in the room
Has been the way
Of holdin' me
And letting me stay

Kick me out let me go
I don't belong here no more
A releasing sense of getting tired
Hold myself, I can't hold myself

The shelf in the room
Has been the way
Of holdin' me
And letting me stay

The shelf in the room
Has been so true
I can hide in
The shelf in the room

Holdin' out
Never hold in
Holdin' out
Never hold
Holdin' out
Never hold in
Holdin' out
Never hold

Know when to listen
Know what to listen for
Believe in resistance
Don't let them tell you anymore

Is there anyway, no
To get away, no
Ask myself
While I stay inside, yeah

The shelf in the room
Has been the way
Of holdin' me
And letting me stay

The shelf in the room
Has been so true
I can hide in
The shelf in the room, yeah

Holdin' out
Never hold in
Holdin' out
Never hold
Holdin' out
Never hold in
Holdin' out
Never hold

Holdin' out
Never hold in
Holdin' out
Never hold
Holdin' out
Never hold in
Holdin' out
Never hold

The key is so distant
I've closed my doors
The shelf in the room
Is rain waitin' to pour

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Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts - Lyrics - Joan Baez

Title: Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts
Artist: Joan Baez
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
The festival was over and the boys were all planning for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall
The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standing in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room, "Set ?em up for everyone", he said
Then everyone commenced to do what
They've been doin' before he moved their heads
He walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Would you kindly tell me, Mister, what time the show begins?"
He moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens and she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin' up and the window was open wide
The gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' oh, so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and his silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and his silver cane
They were no match for the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"I'm sorry, darlin', that I'm late", but he didn't seem to hear
He was staring into space over at the Jack of Hearts

Well, I know I've seen that face somewhere
Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet
And the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew up the Jack of Hearts

Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
She had that certain something
It was a kind of a flash every time she smiled
She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life who took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drilling in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothin? could ever come between Lily and the king
No, nothing ever could except maybe the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife
She'd done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts

Lily took her dress off, buried it away
"Has your luck run out", she laughed at him
"I guess you must've known it would someday
Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint
I'm glad to see you're still alive and you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny goin' on, I know, I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hangin' judge but the hangin' judge was drunk
And the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
But there was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

Lily had her arms around the man that she dearly loved to touch
She forgot all about the man she hated, who hounded her so much
"I've missed you so", she said to him and he thought she was sincere
But in the hallway he felt jealousy and fear
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts

Well, no one knew the circumstance
But they say it happened pretty quick
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked
And Big Jim was standin' there, you couldn't say surprised
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down and the boys finally made it through the wall
Cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul
And in the darkness of the riverbed, they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts

Well, the next day was hangin' day
And the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, boy, she didn't even blink
And the hangin' judge was sober, Lord, he hadn't had a drink
And the only person on the scene missing was the Jack of Hearts

Well, the cabaret was quiet now and a sign said, 'Closed for repair'
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair
She was thinkin' 'bout her father whom she very rarely saw
Thinkin' about Rosemary and thinkin' about the law
But most of all she was thinkin' about the Jack of Hearts

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Lily, Rosemary, And The Jack Of Hearts - Lyrics - Tom Russell

Title: Lily, Rosemary, And The Jack Of Hearts
Artist: Tom Russell
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
The festival was over the boys were all plannin' for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall
The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room
"Set it up for everyone", he said
Then everyone commenced to do
What they were doin' before he turned their heads
Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me friend what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin' up the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin' you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

Big Jim was no one's fool he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"Sorry darlin' that I'm late", but he didn't seem to hear
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts

"I know I've seen that face before", Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet
And the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts

Lily was a princess she was fair skinned and precious as a child
She did whatever she had to do she had
That certain flash every time she smiled
She'd come away from a broken home had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
No nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife
She had done a lot of bad things even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future riding on the Jack of Hearts

Lily washed her face took her dress off and buried it away
"Has your luck run out?", she laughed at him
"Well I guess you must have known it would someday
Be careful not to touch the wall there's a brand-new coat of paint
I'm glad to see you're still alive you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny going on" he said "I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hangin' judge but the hangin' judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

Lily's arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch
She forgot all about the man she couldn't stand
Who hounded her so much
"I've missed you so" she said to him and he felt she was sincere
But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear
Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts

No one knew the circumstance but they say
That it happened pretty quick
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked
And Big Jim was standin' there ya couldn't say surprised
Rosemary right beside him steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe it's said that they got off with quite a haul
In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts

The next day was hangin' day the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober he hadn't had a drink
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts

The cabaret was empty now a sign said "Closed for repair"
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair
She was thinkin' 'bout her father who she very rarely saw
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law
But most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts

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Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts - Lyrics - Blood On The Tracks - Bob Dylan

Title: Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts
Album: Blood On The Tracks
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
The festival was over and the boys were all plannin' for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall

The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room, "Set it up for everyone" he said
Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin'
Before he turned their heads

Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair

Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts

Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine

With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown

She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"Sorry, darlin', that I'm late" but he didn't seem to hear
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts

"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf

But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts

Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
She did whatever she had to do
She had that certain flash every time she smiled

She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts

The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind

It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts

Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife

She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts

Lily took her dress off, buried it away
"Has your luck run out?" she laughed at him
"Well, I guess you must have known it would someday"

"Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something funny going on" he said
"I can just feel it in the air"

He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts

No one knew the circumstance
But they say that it happened pretty quick
The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver clicked

And Big Jim was standin' there, ya couldn't say surprised
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down, the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe
It's said that they got off with quite a haul

In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground
For one more member who had business back in town
But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts

The next day was hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back

And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober, he hadn't had a drink
The only person on the scene missin' was the Jack of Hearts

The cabaret was empty now, a sign said, "Closed for repair"
Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair

She was thinkin' 'bout her father, who she very rarely saw
Thinkin' 'bout Rosemary and thinkin' about the law
But most of all she was thinkin' 'bout the Jack of Hearts

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Off The Wall - Lyrics - Off The Wall - Michael Jackson

Title: Off The Wall
Album: Off The Wall
Artist: Michael Jackson
Composer(s): R Temperton

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Lyric:
When the world is on your shoulder
Gotta straighten up your act and boogie down
If you can't hang with the feeling
Then there ain't no room for you, this part of town
'Cause we're the party people, night and day
Livin' crazy, that's the only way

So tonight
Gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
An' just enjoy yourself
Groove
Let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all
If you live it off the wall
Life ain't so bad at all
Live your life off the wall

You can shout out all you want to
'Cause there ain't no sin an' folks all gettin' loud
If you take the chance an' do it
Then there ain't no one who's gonna put you down
'Cause we're the party people, night an' day
Livin' crazy that's the only way

So tonight
Gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
An' just enjoy yourself
Groove
Let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all
If you live it off the wall
Life ain't so bad at all
Live your life off the wall

Do what you want to do
There ain't no rules, it's up to you
It's time to come alive
And party on right through the night, all right

Gotta hide your inhibitions
Gotta let that fool loose, deep inside your soul
Wanna see an exhibition
Better do it now before you get too old
'Cause we're the party people, night and day
Livin' crazy that's the only way

So tonight
Gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
And just enjoy yourself
C'mon and groove
Let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all
If you live it off the wall
Life ain't so bad at all
Live your life off the wall

So tonight
Gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
An' just enjoy yourself
C'mon and groove
Let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all
If you livin' off the wall

Tonight
Gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
An' just enjoy yourself
C'mon and groove
Let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all

Tonight
Gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
An' just enjoy yourself
C'mon and groove
Let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all

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Manifique - Lyrics - Keith Murray

Title: Manifique
Artist: Keith Murray
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Keith Crouch, Keith Murray, Kipper Jones, Rahsaan Patterson

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Lyric:
If heads only knew!

I make music of murder and mayhem for all of them
And murder ballads for sweet chariots
My second return like a unstoppable bullet
With wings my ears, ring your name when you speak of me in vein

Enter the center like a big bread winner
So L.O.D. can eat that ass up for dinner
I come with high potent deadly quotin'
Avenue corrodin' street life shit to get you open

Niggas pullin' stunts like Jackie Chan
Not knowin' that they fuckin' with the demolition man
I'm seen on screens and magazines
Pump, pump but peace to Queens
(Don't sleep)

I hollar, 'Allah U Akbar', my peeps hold me down
In the roughest pair of Timbs that ever touched the ground
Huh, how's about a broken jaw
It's Keith Murray and I'm comin' in with the raw metaphors

When I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind
I hear my conscience call
Keith Murray

Rock, rock on

Original rules, original rules, original rules
Original rules, original rules, original rules

Now here we go again, soundin' crazy but it's contagious
The sickest entertainer puttin' your brain though strainers
We smokes the choc', don't be afraid of the dark
Mentals get hit brain cells spark

Pappers swear, they got the dopest jam on the shelf
But they don't believe that shit they own goddamn self
Last year, I was underrated but I stay dedicated
I'm so dedicated, I close my eyes, I'm incarcerated

Niggas was amazed at the shit you was kickin'
But all you did was adobo the chicken
I'm taking over like the psychic network
I got the drop on all you niggas out there claimin' that you do dirt

But the truth hurts and it kills you to listen
Like the sound of hollow point tip bullets whistlin'
Every little breath you take
Every little gesture you make
Every little jack you fake

I be the expert mic gladiator
Pop shit on records, I'll cut your fingers off later

When I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind
I hear my conscience call
Keith Murray

When I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind
I hear my conscience call
Keith Murray

Pump the new smash platinum single the thug star spangled banner
Illustratin' grammar in a hostile manner
Texas chainsaw cuts hard to the core
Makin' sure, they don't try to battle me no more

You seem to believe, all you need is a rhyme and a dream
To defeat the all time great microphone supreme
But wake up 'cuz you playin' with the game of death
I'll smoke your body, ashes in a blunt and leave no evidence left
Straight ashes ashes, dust to dust

I got you in my clutch, there's nothing further more to discuss
And it's scary though when the eeriest voice on the radio
Is in your hometown doin' the show
With the technique that I'm usin' choosin'
Abusin'

Got more flow than D'Angelo crusin'
With poisonous venom
Oh my God, I get in 'em
Turn 'em out give 'em something good to talk about

When I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind
I hear my conscience call
Keith Murray

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Something In The Air - Lyrics - Hours... - David Bowie

Title: Something In The Air
Album: Hours...
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): Reeves Gabrels, David Jones

Lyric:
Your coat and hat are gone
I really can't look at your little empty shelf
A ragged teddy bear
It feels like we never had a chance
Don't look me in the eye

We lay in each others arms
But the room is just an empty space
I guess we lived it out
Something in the air
We smiled too fast
Then can't think of a thing to say

Lived with the best times
Left with the worst
I've danced with you too long
Nothing left to say

Let's take what we can
I know you hold your head up high
We've raced for the last time
A place of no return

And there's something in the air
Something in my eye
I've danced with you too long
Something in the air
Something in my eye

Abracadoo, I lose you
We can't avoid the clash
The big mistake
Now we're gonna pay and pay
The sentence of our lives
Can't believe I'm asking you to go

We used what we could
To get the things we want
But we lost each other on the way
I guess you know I never wanted
Anyone more than you

Lived all our best times
Left with the worst
I've danced with you too long
Say what you will

There's something in the air
Raced for the last time
Well, I know you hold your head up high
There's nothing we have to say
There's nothing in my eyes

But there's something in the air
Something in my eye
I've danced with you too long
There's something I have to say
There's something in the air
Something in my eye

I've danced with you too long
Danced with you too long
Danced with you too long
There's something in the air
Something in the air

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There Only Was One Choice - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: There Only Was One Choice
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
There's a kid out on my corner hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungarees but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made of peach fuzz, his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game

There are fake patches on his jacket
He's used bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt
And some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden but his eyes are virgin clear
His voice is Chicken Little's, but he's hearing Paul Revere

When he catches himself giggling
He forces up a sneer
Though he'd rather have a milk shake
He keeps forcing down the beer
Just another folkie, late in coming down the pike
Riding his guitar, he left Kid brother with his bike

And he's got Guthrie running in his bones
He's the hobo kid who's left his home
And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
This boy is staying acoustic

There's Seeger singing in his heart
He hopes his songs will somehow start
To heal the cracks that split apart
America gone plastic

And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old street men who paid their dues
'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose
They knew it, so they just got to it

With cracked old Gibsons and red clay shoes
Playing 1 4 5 chords like good news
And cursed with skin that calls for blood
They put their face and feet in mud
But oh, they learned the music from way down there
The real ones learn it somewhere

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings, not the things you never did
Inexperience, it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap, it's what makes you thirsty

Hey kid, you know you can hear your footsteps
As you're kicking up the dust
And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you can trust
The capturing of whispers is the way to write a song
It's when you get to microphones, the music can go wrong

You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes
Your feet can't feel the highway from where the Lear jet flies
When you glide in silent splendor in your padded limousines
Only you are crying there behind the silver screen

Now you battle dragons, but they'll all turn into frogs
When you grab the wheel of fortune, you get caught up in the cog

First your art turns into craft then the yahoos start to laugh
Then you'll hear the jackals howl 'cause they love to watch the fall
They're the lost ones out there feeding
On the wounded and the bleeding
They always are the first to see the cracks upon the walls

When I started this song I was still thirty-three
The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus was set free
Keats and Shelley too soon finished, Charley Parker would be
And I fantasized some tragedy'd be soon curtailing me

Well just today I had my birthday, I made it thirty-four
Mere mortal, not immortal, not star-crossed anymore
I've got this problem with my aging, I no longer can ignore
A tame and toothless tabby can't produce a lion's roar

And I can't help being frightened on these midnight afternoons
When I ask the loaded questions
"Why does winter come so soon?"
And where are all the golden girls that I was singing for
The daybreak chorus of my dreams serenades no more

Yeah the minute man is going soft, the mirror's on the shelf
Only when the truth's up there can you fool yourself?
I am the aged jester who won't gracefully retire
A clumsy clown without a net caught staggering on the high wire

Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist
Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste
Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true
Am I just a fading fire or a breeze passing through?

Hello my Country, I once came to tell everyone your story
Your passion was my poetry
And your past, my most potent glory
Your promise was my prayer
Your hypocrisy my nightmare
And your problems fill my present
Are we both going somewhere?

Step right up young lady
Your two hundred birthdays make you old if not senile
And we see the symptoms there in your rigor mortise smile
With your old folks eating dog food and your children eating paint
While the pirates own the flag and sell us sermons on restraint

And while blood's the only language
That your deaf old ears can hear
And still you will not answer with that message coming clear
Does it mean there's no more ripples in your tired old glory stream
And the buzzards own the carcass of your dream?

Oh B U Y Centennial
Sell 'em pre-canned laughter
America Perennial
Sing happy ever after

There's a dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no more empty promises
There'll be no more wasted passions
To clutter up our play

It really was a good sign
The words went on to say
It shows that we are growing up
In oh, so many healthy ways
And I told myself this is exactly where I'm at
But I don't much like thinking about that

Harry, are you really so naive?
You can honestly believe
That the country's getting better
When all you do is let her alone
Harry, can you really be surprised?
When it's there before your eyes
When you hold the knife that carves her
You live the life that starves her to the bone

Good dreams don't come cheap
You've got to pay for them
If you just dream when you're asleep
There is no way for them, to come alive, to survive

It's not enough to listen, it's not enough to see
When the hurricane is coming on, it's not enough to flee
It's not enough to be in love we hide behind that word
It's not enough to be alive, when your future's been deferred

What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind
My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time
My enemy is hopelessness, my ally honest doubt
The answer is a question that I never will find out

Is music propaganda, should I boogie, rock and roll
Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul
Am I observer or participant or huckster of belief
Making too much of a life so mercifully brief?

So I stride down sunny streets and the band plays back my song
They're applauding at my shadow, long after I am gone
Should I hold this wistful notion that the journey is worthwhile
Or tiptoe cross the chasm with a song and a smile?

Well I got up this morning, I don't need to know no more
It evaporated nightmares that had boiled the night before
With every new day's dawning, my kid climbs in my bed
And tells the cynics of the board room your language is dead

And as I wander with my music through the jungles of despair
My kid will learn guitar and find his street corner somewhere
There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice
And show his minstrel Hamlet daddy that there only was one choice

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings not the things you never did
Inexperience, it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap, it's what makes you thirsty, hey kid

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings not the things you never did

Dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
The iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

The dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yeah the dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Come on
Yeah the dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow

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The Story - Lyrics - Trill - Bun B

Title: The Story
Album: Trill
Artist: Bun B
Composer(s): J Okurbido, D Williams, Bernard Freeman, J Jamerson

Lyric:
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred

C L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp C
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we first met, we wasn't on the same page
From pettiness understandings that got cleared up with age

Two young boys who was ready to mash
Put P A on the map and maybe make a little cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few songs
Everybody co-signed saying that we could do no wrong

Then hit the streets with a big ass bang
Them gangsta ass rhymes with that country ass twang
Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" took off and went live
Shit, next thing you know we was signing to Jive

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got, love in the streets and played on the air
But the homey putting us out, wasn't playing too fair

Had to separate ourself, bring in a new team
But sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes

We didn't realize what was happening on the real
And new management was cutting back room deals
Hiding different money and concealing the price
He had us doing all the work but was keeping the biggest slice

Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept all the receipts so we couldn't file taxes
The next thing you know, IRS hitting us with axes

Pimp you owe seven figures, Bun you owe six
Better get your paper together, get this shit fixed
Remixed the management team and tried it ourself
Cussed out the GM, almost got put on the shelf

Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic in the South
Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's mouth
Got some clout in the game, boys calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and Pimp is still ducking haters

The old manager calling and say he fina' sue
And put a padlock on the everything we trying to do
Put a call out to the Prince, this nigga still hating
We got heat for the streets, and we can't keep the people waiting

He made a call to [Incomprehensible] and folks, telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some slack understand
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun got the drawl
Rap-A-Lot had our back and we just waiting on Jive

We got the big bosses on the same page
So me and young Pimp went hit 'em from center stage
Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly

He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit big Bun was all for it, but Pimp wasn't sure
But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em 187-Pure

Number one song on every station you turn on
MTV and BET we getting our burn on
Grammy nominated can't believe that we made it
And we got a call from Jive that left us all faded

And it stated, that due to the success of the track
We here at Jive records, would like to piggy back
Get another beat from Timb, then get a verse from Jay
Let Hype shoot the video and we'll be on the way

Shit it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2, would you still put us on blast
A song like that might take a nigga to the top
But my true fan base, might think a nigga flop

They got mad and put niggaz on hold
For damn near a year till the buzz got cold
So we said fuck 'em and went back to the basics
Trying to find ways to get the fuck up out the matrix

We put "Dirty Money" together and it was aces
But that's around the time that Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple shows

And then he violated, one month before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate City

Niggaz with masks on, vests and all black
It's Christmas 2000 and 1, bitch we was all that
Strongest on the block, nobody could budge
And then he violated, now we right back before the judge

They calling him a nuisance, put my dog behind a fence
It was January 28th, he ain't been home since
Threw a nigga through a loop and caught me in the crosses
Standing cold, CEO, now I'm the fucking boss

Had the devil on my back, got to drinking and drugging
Had to make a choice, get back to rapping or thugging
So I walked into my bedroom, got down on my knees
Put my hands together and I prayed Lord please

Let me get past this bridge over water that's trouble
And get back up on my grind on the double
He said son don't worry 'cause it's not really hard as it seem
And I can turn your nightmares back into dreams

You just got to stay true to yourself and succeed
Then push away from the devil and get closer to me
And every since that night man I promise I been on it
Giving that killer flow to anybody who want it
Pimp the pen like never before, I'm breaking 'em G

Not to mention I got the world screaming free Pimp C
So soon as you make parole and they open the doors
You ain't gotta worry about nothing, the world is yours
Ain't no mo' struggles my nigga and no mo' stripe
I kept it real because to me it's UGK for life

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Take It To The Head - Lyrics - Priceless - Kelly Price

Title: Take It To The Head
Album: Priceless
Artist: Kelly Price
Composer(s): Steven A. Jordan, Kelly Price, Keith Murray, Cory Jamaine Peterson

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Lyric:
Ayo, I can't hold it in, I gotta let it out
Girl, I take your love to the head without a doubt
Listen baby, do you think you ready for the action?
I give chicks 'Butterflies' like Michael Jackson

I'm so immaculate, there's no equivalence
Treacherous, imperial, impertinent, impetuous
Come a little closer, let me kick it in your ear
Keith Murray, Kelly Price, take this to the head, yeah

Stepped in the room, I saw you
Instantly knew I had to
Present my game and keep it cool

Wanted so much to kiss you
To let you know I miss you
I just laid back and let you move
But you keep

Frontin' like you don't want me
And actin' like you don't need me
But it's okay ?cos that's just your way

There's a physical attraction
Cause a chemical reaction
So come on, boy, inhale, exhale

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love

On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down
I take it to the head yo' love

The time is right for romance
And I want you for my man
I know you want me for your girl, baby

Baby, I know you're willing
So let's not fight the feeling
Give it to me and rock my world
But still you keep

Frontin' like you don't want me
And actin' like you don't need me
But it's okay 'cos that's just your way

There's a physical attraction
Cause a chemical reaction
So come on, boy, inhale, exhale

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love

On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down
I take it to the head yo' love

Don't have to feel you
Just when I'm near where are you at
I get a contact, got my head spinnin'
I'm in whirlwind of your love
And it's got me all choked up

Yeah, you off the hook, rock you bananas tonight
I gotta push up 'cos that thing look right
Oh no, say it ain't true, say it ain't so
You frontin? on your man Murray, that's aight though

[Incomprehensible] got a cutter
Ripped a monkey *** like a hot knife rippin' through butter
Don't let nobody tell you different, you and I was meant to be
Gettin' busy most beautifully

I shall until I succeed
To spoon feed y'all and give you exactly what you need
So don't cheat yourself, treat yourself
And put that playa cool attitude up on the shelf and

Relax yourself and respect yourself and
Protect yourself and respect yourself
There's nothin' further more to discuss
Take this to the head and feel the rush

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love

On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down
I take it to the head yo' love

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Flyin? high ain't no doubt
I take it to the head yo' love
On a ride, in the clouds
Feelin' good, won't come down

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Poor Little Fish - Lyrics - Jayhawks

Title: Poor Little Fish
Artist: Jayhawks
Composer(s): Gary Louris

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Lyric:
Poor little fish, swimming in the water
Hide behind the coattails of your father
I've been alone so long I thought I'd never last

Stuck up on a shelf like an old dusty hat
But then you came along
You put me on that throne
Up into the sky

Thought I saw Nick Cave down at the laundromat
You put your hand in my hand and that was that
Your perfume on my sleeve, you lit my life
Like a Christmas tree up into the sky

Poor little fish, swimming in the water
Hide behind the coattails of your father
I've been alone so long I thought I'd never last

Stuck up on a shelf like an old dusty hat
But then you came along
You put me on that throne
Up into the sky

You know a cold, cold heart sleeps awful well
While the maids vacuum the hall
Outside my cheap hotel room then the shit came down
Exploded to the ground up into the sky

Poor little fish, swimming in the water
Hide behind the coattails of your father
I've been alone so long I thought I'd never last

Stuck up on a shelf like an old dusty hat
But then you came along
You put me on that throne
Up into the sky

Where you are is who you are
When you're sleeping
Where you are is who you are
When you're sleeping

Poor little fish, swimming in the water
Hide behind the coattails of your father
I've been alone so long I thought I'd never last

Stuck up on a shelf like an old dusty hat
But then you came along
You put me on that throne
Up into the sky

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Lost In Space - Lyrics - Black Elvis / Lost In Space - Kool Keith

Title: Lost In Space
Album: Black Elvis / Lost In Space
Artist: Kool Keith
Composer(s): Keith Thornton

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Lyric:
Caution, warning, overload
Zero Nine El Que ready for report
System, overload
The year 2005

Caution, warning, overload
Are you ready on the right?
System, overload
Ready on the left?

Caution, warning, overload
Metric bypass computes on overload retrace cause we're
Lost in space

System, overload
Metric bypass computes on overload retrace cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

System, overload
Metric bypass computes on overload retrace cause we're
Caution, warning
Lost in space

Blast full at ten, Keith still solo with no manager
Time clock out, studios, need to block out
Here's my number call me direct, get no feedback
No interviews, channel four, see me on the news

Erase your message walk streets with my cellular phone
Address you wonder, don't try to catch me home alone
Up seven o'clock, while you trying to find me on my block
I'm at the airport, you think I'm strange, boardin' the plane

Turn off my pager, then quickly, relax my feet
Hotel Onion drinkin' brew watchin', Sesame Street
You thought you saw me with a wig on, at 7/11
Disguised like Shakespeare with blue chrome behind your ear

My George Washington robe, I still travel the globe
On Pan-Am airflights, I roll in cities after midnight
Stand in your lobby unsuspected, you get neglected
Traffic was hectic

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space
Caution, warning, overload

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Lost in space
Caution, warning, overload

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Lost in space
Caution, warning

Order room service, transfer quick to Holiday Inn
Check out time nine o'clock, coat on, I'm on again
You comin' so wack you sound like the Bulworth soundtrack
I'm in the mall steady shoppin' while you tryin' to call

It's on my answering machine, to speak to me as a dream
Pacific Bell know him, the phone is off, and I'm well known
1-800 number, castle code see to summer
Extreme complicated businessman, can't be reached
No type of headquarters, deserted land, by the waters

Target my focus on, internal thinkin' by myself
You catch the treatments hiatus like Sam on the shelf
Move out your zip code with U-Haul, watch you fall
Obtain five boxes callin' Mayflower, every hour
You scratch your brain askin' neighbors what, now you wonder

One, two, three, four, five
Who could that be?
Xena

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

While you search lookin' deep in your Rolodex, I flex, I tell the truth
When I'm serious you think I'm mysterious, drop rap in minutes
Become your problem like Dennis the Menace
Hold up your meetings papi, let's [unverified] to the papparazzi

Unseen heard of your magazine
Got the nerve of a two year old crayon writing, talkin' to y'all I'm decidin'
Communication leads one step to aggravation
I got my ears closed, back to bookin' my own shoes
Level seven eight nine, second dimension
Stand by

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

Metric bypass computes on overload retrace 'cause we're
Caution, warning, overload
Lost in space

System, overload
All systems ready
Enter voice authorization sample
Lost in space

Enter security access code
Systems accessed
Lost in space
Access denied

Activate
Lost in space
Lost in space
Lost in space
Lost in space

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Where Are You Tonight (Journey Through Dark Heat) - Lyrics - Street Legal - Bob Dylan

Title: Where Are You Tonight (Journey Through Dark Heat)
Album: Street Legal
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
There's a long distance train rolling through the rain
Tears on the letter I write
There's a woman I long to touch and I missin' her so much
But she's drifting like a satellite

There's a neon light ablaze in the green smoky haze
And laughter down on Elizabeth Street
There's a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone
Where she bathed in a stream of pure heat

Her father would emphasize you got to be more than street-wise
But he practiced what he preached from the heart
A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted it to me
The time and the place that we part

There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
And a longtime golden-haired stripper on stage
And she winds back the clock and she turns back the page
Of a book that nobody can write
Oh, where are you tonight?

The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure
To live it you had to explode
And at the last hour of need, we entirely agreed
Sacrifice was the code of the road

I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John
Strong men belittled by doubt
I couldn't tell her what my private thoughts were
But she had some way of finding them out

He took dead-center aim, but he missed just the same
She was waiting putting flowers on the shelf
She could feel my despair as I climbed up her hair
And discovered her invisible self

There's a lion in the road, there's a demon escaped
There's a million dreams gone, there's a landscape being raped
As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape
But I won't but then maybe again I might
Oh, if I could just find you tonight

I fought with my twin, that enemy within
'Til both of us fell by the way
Horseplay and disease is killing me by degrees
While the law looks the other way

Your partners in crime hit me up for nickels and dimes
The man you were loving couldn't never get clean
It felt out of place, my foot in his face
But he should've stayed where his money was green

I bit into the root of forbidden fruit
With the juice running down my leg
Then I dealt with your boss, who'd never known about loss
Who always was too proud to beg

There's a white diamond gloom, on the dark side of this room
And a pathway that leads up to the stars
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise
Just remind me to show you the stars

There's a new day at dawn, and I've finally arrived
If I'm there in the morning, baby, you'll know I've survived
I can't believe it, I can't believe I'm alive
But without you it doesn't seem right
Oh, where are you tonight?

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The Video Store - Lyrics - Fm Static

Title: The Video Store
Artist: Fm Static
Composer(s): Steve Augustine, Trevor Mcnevan

Lyric:
When I walked in to the room
I wasn't thinking anything but
Maybe I would rent a flick that a guy would
As I'm talking to myself I saw her
Reach for the top shelf right for the
Fade to black then I knew it was over

I fall apart, 'cause you've got a late charge on my heart
If it's alright with you, we'll meet in the 'Previously Viewed'
Sometimes I try to replay you in my mind
But who am I kidding here
I won't forget that time in the video store

That time in the video store

Now here we are in the second verse
Lookin' worst than the first
Don't wanna end up like my man Fred Durst

'Cause he did it all for the Nookie
When she looked up I thought I must be dreamin'
She had the eyes of an angel
Even think I might of saw wings, I'm leavin'

I fall apart, 'cause you've got a late charge on my heart
If it's alright with you, we'll meet in the 'Previously Viewed'
Sometimes I try to replay you in my mind
But who am I kidding here
I won't forget that time in the video store

That time in the video store

Every time I think I see you
I won't forget that nobody else
Could ever do what you did to me on that night
I saw you there so unexpected
I could care less who else was there
I've been infected, so infected by you

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Hip Hop Quotables - Lyrics - Chicken N Beer - Ludacris

Title: Hip Hop Quotables
Album: Chicken N Beer
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): E Sermon, C Bridges

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Lyric:
Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy
And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me
I curse so much just to get on they nerves
I got kids actin' a fool from the traps to the burbs
My filthy mouth, it won't fight cavities or beat plaque
So I shot the tooth fairy and put my old teeth back
I take a shit on the equator, the size of a crater
And make government officials breathe harder than Darth Vader

It's the chicken and the beer that makes Luda keep rappin'
But no pork on my fork, I don't even speak pig latin
I go fishin' on my lake, with yo' bitch as the bait
Plus I eat many MC's, but I don't gain no weight
The numba one chief rocka, clean out yo' rap lockers
I'm as stiff as a board, y'all more shook than maracas
But my trix ain't for kids, if you dig'um you'll get smacked
I'll clock ya I'll spring forward, you fall back

Every album that I drop has got more than ten bangers
That's cause I'm a shot caller, y'all fools is Crank Yankers
Ain't a damn thing changed but the ice on my chain
To get chicks from Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine
Now I roll up torpedoes, get blunted with rastas
For a hefty fee, I'm on your record like Bob Costas
I own so many jerseys I'm a throwback mess
I hit the cleaners and tell 'em I want a full court press

So momma toast your glass while I'm countin' my cash
'Cause every single is a smash, I'm hot as a camel's ass
The competition never just wanna admit that they lost
And that they last about as long as my part in the wash
From yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit'chu
One of Mini Me's shoes got more sole than you
So by the time you figure out why your record ain't spinnin'
I'm in the strip club smokin', with President Clinton

So stand clear of the long sideburns and goatee
They may the mold of the penis enlarger off me
I'll be in another room when I hit from the back
Not to mention my refridgerator's taller than Shaq
So yippie kay yay, yippie yie yie yo
If you can't swim, don't smoke my hydro
I've been lookin for a woman just to put my stamp on
But a lot of y'all are mo' stuck up than tampons

So wash all ya sins away and stop playin'
If God's line is busy you might have to two way him
Then catch me in your backyard, playin' croquet
And when I'm drunk tell them kids, drugs are bad, mmm'kay?
Or watch me swing my chain at the Roscoe's off Pico
Got seven cars, get all my rims at Chrome Depot
And people think I'm bad, they say "Oh he's so Evil!"
'Cause I go on blind dates, with actual blind people

But my album's out the store, yours be on the shelf
I heard you masturbate a lot, so y'all keep to yourself
'Cause these women want a man that stay up and stay strong
Like the NBA, you gotta play hard or go home
All that shit that y'all talkin', y'all can pop it to them
'Cause Ludacris'll beat you down with a prosthetic limb
I put my foot so deep in yo' ass that you can smell it
And yo' breath will turn to Foot Locker water repellant

I'm the man, I got money far as the eyes can see
And I'm in a group, I split dough with me, me and me
So much money in my jewelry that I'm damn near sorry
So I'ma trade my earrings in, and get a Ferrari
I buy cars with straight cash, have meetings with Donald Trump
Y'all meet with Honda, no payments for 12 months
Take a look at yo' life, and no wonder you so sad
Y'all put up with more shit than a colostomy bag, fool!

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Loose Leaves - Lyrics - There Is No Beginning To The Story - Bright Eyes

Title: Loose Leaves
Album: There Is No Beginning To The Story
Artist: Bright Eyes
Composer(s): Conor Oberst

Lyric:
There are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground
There's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud
If I could take them down off of that mountain shelf
We used to climb but no one tries to go up that far now, yeah

We're all too busy working, entertaining ourselves
Forty hours television and prescription pills
Well, I take two a day to make my brain behave
It never does but who's to say, at least my doctor gets paid

So that's fine, yeah, come by, we'll take the afternoon off
We can kiss and undress or if you want just talk
'Cause I've got nothing real, just empty space to fill
And you're my girl I like your style, just imagine all the time we could kill

And time's not poison but once you drink it all you'll die
So let's just sip it real slow, yeah, we can nurse it all night
Try to believe that once it's gone
We'll pour another round and come back to life, come right back

I guess I'm moving faster now or that's what they said
And though some days still take forever I can't disagree
Because it seems to me that I wake up and sleep
Look in the mirror, have no idea what happened in between

But I remember counting days down 'til the year could be done
So I could scatter all my notebooks on the prep school lawn
And disappear again into a summer's bliss
Of staying out, sleeping in and getting drunk with my friends

Well, that's gone and I know that it won't ever come back
I accept I won't cling to what I had in the past
But life's a slippery slope, regret's the steepest hill
Hope for the best, plan for the worst and maybe wind up
Somewhere in the middle

And I'm not saying that I know what I want
But I know what I don't, don't want to rot in my room
And never know what could have been
Believe what everyone else tells me is true
Yeah, they say, "True" Yeah
Yeah, they say, "True", Yeah, they say, "True"
That's what they say, they say

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