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Call Your Side
02:54
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I felt lost, and unheard
For a lack of a better word
And the conversation flooded
From the facts through to the absurd
But now I'm on a roll
(I've had a few)
And I feel alright
With opinion long on empty
I'll just coast the remaining time
But I don't want to sound like I'm just pretending
I'm just too close to the line
And the new world educates me
Push the sixes from the nines
And call your side
Now we're well on our way
To discuss what's the "real thing,"
I don't mean to sound enlightening
But am I left wing, or am I right wing?
I don't want to sound like I'm just pretending
I'm just too close to the line
And the new world educates me
Push the sixes from the nines
And call your side
The lines are drawn
I'm way offside
A washed out bridge
A filtered mind
You can't believe in more than one side
Unless you're living on dreams
I guess I'm living on dreams
I've no choice but to wade
Through the paths of my disinterest
I don't mean to sound not in this
Am I showing a growing indifference?
But I can only slouch, with a grin
I feel alright
And though my words are slow and slurring
I still feel I should empty my mind
I don't want to sound like I'm just pretending
I'm just too close to the line
And the new world educates me
Push the sixes from the nines
And call your side
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2. |
The Hedonists Collide
02:58
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It's hard to admit
When you barely fit in
I swore I'd never come here again
But that's the flow of a mind
Caught in magnetic craze
A hyperceptual parade
Feeling happy just to sit alone
And watch the others blindly following to
The infinite groove
And I can barely seem to move
And although I'd love to try
To further open up my mind
I just slowly step aside
And watch the hedonists collide
The crowd is alive
Full of primal relief
I feel old, and they feel free
But they're just slaves to style
We love your style
Tied to the scene
We love your style
Fashion's latest Kings and Queens
Feeling happy just to sit alone
And watch the others blindly following to
The infinite groove
And I can barely seem to move
And although I'd love to try
To further open up my mind
I just slowly step aside
And watch the hedonists collide
I must admit
Let's keep our voices discreet
You know, I still enjoy the "break beat."
So strip me of mind
We'll strip your mind
Strip the mistakes
We'll strip your mind
And make me change for fashion's sake
Feeling happy just to sit alone
And watch the others blindly following to
The infinite groove
And I can barely seem to move
Am I the last alive
Who always feels one step behind
But I just keep that thought inside
And watch the hedonists collide
And as the envy fills my mind
I watch the hedonists collide
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3. |
Turtle Boy
02:52
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Hey turtle boy
Avoiding harm
You've grown a hardened shell
You're learning by example
Just because
I pushed away
That doesn't mean that much
I just seem to work that way
You taught me how to be
Protected too
And how to cover my feelings
The way you seem to do
I learned a lot from you
I learned a lot from you
Hey turtle boy
Where have you gone?
It's starting to bring you down
You're going undercover
I'm pushing you off
I just couldn't resist
And I recall sometimes
I didn't always act like this
You taught me how to be
Protected too
And how to cover my feelings
The way you seem to do
I learned a lot from you
I learned a lot from you
I learned it far too soon
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To think I could step on toes with careless prose
I'm not that stupid
And I think I'd be safe and sound if I avoid the sound
And I refuse to move
Everything to you was a broken rule
That you define with expectation
Everything to you was a broken rule
And you don't seem to understand me
In the first place I feel ignored, and
Growing bored with all your pretence
And in the next place I chew my pride, and
Crawl inside of your enlightened world
Everything to you is a broken rule
A telling sign of your frustration
Everything to you is a broken rule
Stick to yours, and I will stick to mine
It's hard to keep in line with your
Ever changing views
When your face shows all the signs of your disapproval
I don't prepare that well
I almost find it so distasteful
But I pretend that I don't really mind
I believe that I've found my way, but you
Persuade that I'm uncertain.
And the next thing I know is I can't keep my
Mind in line I'm feeling torn in two
Everything to you is a broken rule
And I'm confined by expectation
Everything to you is a broken rule
Stick to yours, and I will stick to mine
It's hard to keep in line with your
Ever changing views
When your face shows all the signs of your disapproval
I don't prepare that well
I almost find it so distasteful
But I pretend that I don't really mind
And I find, I'd love to free from you
But I find
But I find, that I still cling to you
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5. |
Thomas Green
03:53
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It seemed to grasp and tear
The fact he'll always be
Just Thomas Green
It almost seemed unfair
He never fit the scene
Poor Thomas Green
So he just takes his place
Behind them
His past could be erased
Behind them
The plan was set for weeks
They planned it to a tee
Excluding Thomas Green
But they soon found his role
The scapegoat
"Someone has to take note
Someone must be impressed by
Someone has to take note
Someone must be impressed by me."
"So you just shut your mouth
You'll be out in three
Thomas Green.”
Someone has to take note
Someone must be impressed by me
Thomas Green
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Stop, what you think
That I'm elastic, on the wrong track
Everyone else is to blame
And my excuses seem so useless, but I try
I'm far and away
And my intent's in the wrong tense
And everyone else just gets in the way
With all their laugh tracks, and their wisecracks
You know I'm too tired to explain this
I won't try to explain this to you
I'm best pulling away
From all the rat pack, I'm the abstract
That doesn't mean I've found a road that is paved
I think I'll hitchhike on the long ride
I don't mind
And the more that I push for my place
I just keep falling flat on my face
And the one's that think I've fallen from grace
Just keep pushing their views in my face
Just keep pushing their views in my
Don't give up just back off a little bit
Don't give up just back off a little bit
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Far from heart, but deep in mind
We keep in touch from time to time
Our clandestine
Conversation time
I felt deflated, a little bit outdated
And I was thinking 'bout the simple times
So I thought I'd give you a call
Just to talk about the things we had
I should've buried them years ago
Now I'm caught between the new and old
Something, somewhere, somehow has to give
I shouldn't feel anxious
This once was common practice
And if the past seems to haunt me now
God help me when I'm 64
Thinking hard about the things I had
Should've buried them years ago
Now I'm caught between the new and old
Something, somewhere, somehow has to give
"I'm glad you called, everything's improved
And my boyfriend's new, and he's a poet, too!"
You never talked about the things we had
Must've buried them years ago
But you recited all your boyfriend's poems
And I don't care about
And I remembered such a simple fact
I just can't stand the phone
It ties me up between the new and old
But something, somewhere, somehow has to give
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8. |
Leave Well Enough Alone
05:00
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It's been a long time since it felt that strong
He hardly knows what she really feels
But the key to her mind is in the envelope
That he had found, or so he'd like to believe
And he couldn't help himself at all
He felt he had to know it all
He'll finally prove his doubts were wrong
It was hid real well, behind the magazines
She probably felt it wasn't ready to read
But she is out for a while, he is all alone
He'll finally know what she really does feel
And he couldn't help himself at all
He felt he had to know it all
He'll finally prove his doubts were wrong
And he read
Of how she misses times that they had
And how she still loves him and wants him so bad
And she's still in love
And he's still in love
'Cause she's still
But then his mind wrapped up into a ball
And he held himself against the wall
Because it wasn't meant for him at all
And the world stood still
His mind was filled
But he should have known
Leave well enough alone
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9. |
The Cons & The Pros
02:28
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Well it's a delicate breeze
Between the ebb and the flow
I thought we rode it with ease
Although the cons well outweigh the pros
I thought I'd let you know
I thought I'd let you know
Take it from the one on a similar line
It's hard enough just being what you wanted to be
We seem to do alright while maintaining our pride
We've waiting too long, to push that aside
Well you can do what you want
Don't let some other decide
Just keep a confident front
Although we've fallen on hard times
I'll never let this go
I'll never let this go
So take it from the one on a similar line
It's hard enough just being what you wanted to be
We seem to do alright while maintaining our pride
We've waiting too long, to push that aside
We've waiting too long, to push that aside
It's a delicate breeze
And we've been paying the price
But these are days to be seized
Well I should follow my own advice
And never let this go
I'll never let this go
So take it from the one on a similar line
It's hard enough just being what you wanted to be
We seem to do alright in our respective lives
The feeling's too strong, to push that aside
And plus we've waited too long to push this aside
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10. |
The Chameleon
03:19
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Though the place was rather full
He quickly caught my eye
He hasn't changed in years gone by
Still trying to impress
With his "educated" style
He hasn't changed in years gone by
He still tries to figure out
Just what he's supposed to say
And the role he's supposed to play
The Chameleon strikes again
His colleagues are impressed
He's boisterous and loud
They love the way he wins the crowd
I tried to sneak right through
But quickly I am found
And they love the way he puts me down
He still tries to figure out
Just what he's supposed to say
And the role he's supposed to play
The Chameleon strikes again
"How have you been, I haven't seen you since school
Did you know that I now drive a BMW
My 'take-home' is 40 grand
Are you still in your little band?
I can't say that I'm much a fan"
And the voices rose
My face turned red
And I start to dream his death
And I try to figure out
Just what I'm supposed to say
Then he mispronounced my name
Turned, and walked away
The Chameleon strikes again
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11. |
The Punk & The Godson
02:52
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You were acting in the crudest way
You're the king of all the underground, or so you say
And you've been going on and on all night
Bragging about your penchant for a good drunken fight
I gather that I would never match your violent mind
And I refuse to try
I don't want to stand here and drink with you
I don't even want to converse with you
To me you're just a common fool
Who thinks he can't exist without friends approval
I don't think there's a common thread
I hardly understand any words you've said
Has anyone told you that punk is dead
Well I would love to
Now you're spitting out your venom words
Criticizing everything that I would prefer
And contrary to your chosen view
I understand that you're a member of the well-to-do
I gather that I would never match your nihilist mind
And I refuse to try
I don't want to stand here and drink with you
I don't even want to converse with you
To me you're just a common fool
Who thinks he can't exist without friends approval
I don't think there's a common thread
I hardly understand any words you've said
Has anyone told you that punk is dead
Well I would love to
And we'll hold you're hand, and we'll round
The bend, and you'll meet my friends
And we'll smash your head, me and all my
Friends, 'cause you still pretend
That you're so hard edged
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12. |
Conjugal Visit
03:11
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Your face seemed to hold no expression
Though you knew just what you're to do
I was the easiest target
I'm still imprisoned by memories of you
So I paid you a conjugal visit
I still had so much to give
And my heart beat a million a minute
As I returned to the place that you lived
We both knew the point of my presence
We both knew where this always leads
I was still serving the sentence
And he would be gone for a week
Your face seemed to hold no expression
As we writhed and entwined on the floor
You're features were changed by the shadows
I don't know you at all anymore
So I pushed my face in the pillow
Grasped your familiar white skin
This is the last of the conjugal visits
When I exit I know it's the end
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