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Mavericks
02:19
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Pyramid Scheme
03:55
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Every morning when I wake up, can't help feeling alone
Get up early put on make up, right there beside you on the telephone
7:30 something's shaking my insides and my bones
Feeling something I can't mention
Right there bleeding on the side of the road
I don't wanna seem
Like I'm meaning to be mean
But I've seen through this scene
And I'm not falling for your pyramid scheme
Start it over from the first time, guilt trip with nothing to show
Feel your fingers lock in mine, it's the patterns that you want me to know
Hit the snooze and keep on dreaming, we got a ways to go
Filling shoes and supper scheming
What with your arrow and your miniature bow
I don't wanna seem
Like I'm meaning to be mean
But I've seen through this scene
And I'm not falling for your pyramid scheme
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La Palma
03:20
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You only hate me cause I held up a mirror
I called you out
After reflection it couldn't be clearer
Another ceremony
You're taking something out
You're taking something out
You're taking something out on me babe
You're taking something out
You only hate me cause I held up a mirror
After reflection baby it couldn't be clearer
You only hate me cause I held up a mirror
You only hate me cause I showed you yourself
After reflection honey it couldn't be clearer
You're just another mantle inside a shell
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Tastemaker
04:52
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Tying down another helpless clown
And if he makes a sound you're gonna come around
And put all the faces
In there places
Out at the races
Might have been another point for you
And if we're keeping score, I guess I'll keep it to
I pulled all the stops out
Listened to you shout
Now I'll let you see yourself out
Sorry baby, baby but I can't play along
Disappointing honey but you gotta be strong
I know you're thinking, you're thinking that I done you wrong
All because I don't wanna sing your song
Left it to chance
You never wanted to dance
You're always out to be the victim of a circumstance
The smiling faces
Out at the races
Standing in the correct places
Wouldn't advance
You couldn't get in a trance
You're always siding with yourself we know you gotta lotta terra cotta
Don't think about
Shouldn't drink aloud
It's never nothing more than wasted
Turn on me, you know it's nothing new
I'm gonna back you up, I'm gonna make you stew
I bring home the bacon
Do all the shakin
Have a taste of what I'm making
Breaking down around bad news
You cause a scene because you're so confused
He's the baker, you're the faker, I'm the tastemaker
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This is a song about moving along
Bite the bullet
This is a tune about cleaning your room
Take the lever down and pull it
Sometimes the rain comes
Sometimes the pain's numb
You better grin and bear it
We'll get you sorted
Once you've distorted
Make up the heir apparent
Gonna build a brand new nation, solely based on obligation
Where you do what you're supposed to do
Holding out for warm relations, here's the secret of creations
Listen baby, I am telling you
Gotta do what you don't wanna do
If you're gonna be the one to see it through
Had to do what you don't wanna
Didn't want it pressed upon ya
Gotta do what you don't wanna do
Gotta do what you don't wanna
Trying to impress upon ya
Gotta do what you don't wanna
Couldn't explain the name of your game it's always the same
All you ever want to do is play it
Down on your luck, with only a buck, you better suck it up
Cause the dragon's over there and you gotta slay it
Sometimes the rain comes
Might make the pain numb
You better grin and bear it
We'll get you sorted
Now you've distorted
Make up the heir apparent
We built a brand new nation, founded it on obligation
Where you do what you're supposed to do
Your patience is required, all the guns we got are hired
Responsibility's the clue
Gotta do what you don't wanna do
If you're gonna be the one to see it through
Had to do what you didn't wanna
Didn't want it pressed upon ya
In the pages of time, we drank some wine, felt so divine
All the places you've been, wearing you thin, let it sink in
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7. |
Waterpipe Rag
04:46
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Debbie Downer
04:25
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You don't have to have a reason, just somebody's TV show
Slight of hand a change of season, everyone except you is in the know
They're in the know
And you feel as though
You're just for show
Rooftop banter mumbling something, stashing wine between your toes
Second guessing blanket statement, table manners tantra on memory foam
On memory foam
This is why you roam
Out on your own
Debbie Downer don't ya drag me down in your big black limousine
Sinking feeling that you're wheeling dealing when I'm coming clean
I don't need your explanation
Now I feel so antiquated, pleasantries turn me to stone
Sunlight so anticipated, found yourself parading in emperor's clothes
In emperor's clothes
From your head to toes
Under my nose
Debbie Downer don't ya drag me downtown, in your limousine
Sitting pretty living in the city and I dig my scene
I don't need your admiration
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