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Fraidy Cat
02:35
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Sleep with the lights on and hide from your kids.
Repent each Sunday for all of your sins.
Run from your shadow and watch the T.V.
‘Cuz T.V. will tell you who you’re s’posed to be.
Gobble the pills that your doctor prescribed
to help you forget that you should be alive.
Go to your job in the safe part of town,
don’t look too close at the people around.
Fraidy Cat, man, how did you get so afraid?
You’re looking wide eyed at the mess that we’ve made.
Preachers and politics, prowlers and pawns.
Hide in your basement ‘til everyone’s gone.
And wouldn’t you just love to be all alone?
Close all the blinds and unplug your phone.
On T.V. they said World War IIIs gonna come.
Board up your windows; sleep with a gun.
Fraidy Cat, man, how did you get so afraid?
You’re looking wide eyed at the mess that we’ve made.
Bullies and bastards and bullets and bombs.
Hide in your bunker ‘til everyone’s gone.
And now that it’s over the T.V.’s gone dead.
When things went to hell, you hid under your bed.
You barely noticed the end of the world.
Don’t cry Fraidy cat, cuz you won’t be heard.
Fraidy Cat, man, how did you get so afraid?
You’re looking wide eyed at the mess that we’ve made.
Silence and solitude, science and psalms.
Come out of your bunker. Everyone’s gone.
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House of Cards
02:40
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You're building up a house of cards; it'll come falling on down.
Burying your secrets in spades, surprised at what we'd find out.
You build your window from aces, and that's all you see now,
but the clubs will beat you down; you better find a way out.
The same stuff that makes your house
is the same stuff that makes your spine.
When the winds change,
your house of cards will come down.
Your full house is kings high; you claw for power and how.
Falling behind the curve, you try to bluff your way out.
Put the pawns to work painting your heart black, yeah.
You keep on buying in; you hope it works out somehow.
The same stuff that makes your house
is the same stuff that makes your spine.
When the winds change,
your house of cards will come down.
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3. |
Away for a Long Time
03:13
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Out goes the flame
And in a moment
I'm suddenly changed
And under the sun
We rearranged
Into strangers
And since you've been gone
I've grown up and
I've done wrong
Left in the sun
like a rabid dog chasing
what's missing
You've been away for a long time, honey
You've been away for a day or two
You've been away for centuries
Has time been cruel to you?
How do you feel
When you're all alone?
Hands in the air
Beside the dark road?
Hey! Hey there!
Oh! Hey there!
You've been away for a long time, honey
You've been away for a week or two
You've been away for a million years
Has time been cruel to you?
'Cause it has to me.
Hey! Hey there!
Oh! Hey there!
Hey there!
Hey!
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1-800-55D-REAM
03:01
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Hello, I'm Jordan. I recently sold my dream of becoming an astronaut. Who was I kidding? All I had to do was admit I never really had the guts. Besides, 1-800-55D-REAM put cash in my pocket. How great is that?
Are your dreams weighing you down
Are they causing you drag?
We'll cut 'em into coins, we'll cut 'em into coins
We'll cut 'em into cold hard cash
Call 1-800-55D-REAM (at the bottom of your screen)
1-800-55D-REAM (at the bottom of your screen)
Hi there, I'm Stephen. I thought I'd be a doctor by now, but all that schooling seemed like so much work, so rather than saving lives everyday and getting paid the old-fashioned way, I sold me dream for one lump sum of cash. Thanks, 1-800-55D-REAM!
Well, well, well, daydreams start at 99 cents,
But price varies by size.
Now, is that worth the rest of your life
With that weight on your mind?
Call 1-800-55D-REAM (at the bottom of your screen)
1-800-55D-REAM (at the bottom of your screen)
1-800-55D-REAM
1-800-55D-REAM, oh
Hi, my name is Brooke. I wanted to be an actress when I grew up, but people kept telling me I didn't have the looks or the personality, or the talent, really! And you know, they were right! Thanks for the extra cash, 1-800-55D-REAM!
Hi, I'm Joe, and when I was a kid, I dreamed of growing up to be a famous rock 'n' roll musician, and I still haven't given up on that yet, but 1-800-55D-REAM paid me a shit-load of money to play for this commercial. Gotta sell out sometime, am I right?
Oh, oh, oh, sell your dreams today
Call now don't delay
1-800-55D-REAM
1-800-55D-REAM, oh
Call now and sell your dreams! We need your dreams; you need our money. Come on, now. You know it's too good to be true! You know it'll never happen! Just call me. Call me now and sell your fucking dreams!
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Wandering through the wide world, I found a home
with all my friends. We pay the rent we agreed upon.
A cost of stones, shells, songs, and sticks;
of beer, bones, weds, and crumbling bricks.
Out in the cold, fresh flakes fall but somehow feel old.
It covers the city of people just passing through.
And oh, when I find myself in disarray,
I’ll close my eyes and dream of better days.
Don’t let the shadow take your place.
Lost in its darkness, lost in its sweet embrace,
I spend my days trying to get up the best that I can.
But it’s not so bad.
Living the lies we’ve been given.
There’s another lie i could be livin’
When I look to you like a mirror all the time,
It’s like I’m walking through another life.
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Tin Man
03:11
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It's time to get up.
The sheets are heavy.
Try not to throw up
as I get ready.
Sometimes I feel sick.
Sometimes I talk grave.
But if I move quick,
I'll get myself out of my dark cave.
Life's too good, life's too sweet
to waste on "why me."
I'll welcome each day
like a stranger who could be a friend.
The wind picks up.
It blows through me.
It's asking "What's up?"
as if it knew me.
The sunshine tries to burn me.
I wish it'd go away,
but sunshine will not turn me
from my path to come out and play.
Life's too good, life's too sweet
to waste on "why me."
I'll welcome each day
like a stranger who could be a friend.
Sometimes it feels like I'm falling,
It feels like I'm falling.
It feels like I'm falling.
Sink through water like a tin man,
I'm sinking like a tin man,
but it doesn't really matter..
...BECAUSE!
Life's too good, life's too sweet
to waste on "why me."
I'll welcome each day
like a stranger who could be a friend.
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7. |
Ghost
04:30
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Letting you go has not been easy
Getting tired of sleeping alone
Waiting by the phone for your call
But it’s not ringing
And I’m singing a song to a ghost
Every day feel like I’m sinking
Getting tired of drinking alone
Feeling every bone in my body
Like it’s breaking
And it’s shaking my soul into dust
Time is turning rusty and sharp
And it’s infecting me
You just keep re-breaking my heart
Please stop haunting me
I see your face in every mirror,
I can see you clearer now you’re dead
Than when you were alive
Time is turning rusty and sharp
And it’s infecting me
You just keep re-breaking my heart
Please stop haunting me
Every day I think you about you
But the memories are starting to fade
If you go away for good
Then I will find you
Even if I must go as a ghost
Letting you go again is trying
and I’m scared of dying alone
Searching for your soul but it’s gone
And now I’m hollow
So I’ll follow you into the dust
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