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The Simp
04:20
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Back in school all the children were singing
Songs to keep the telephone ringing
They moved on and proved them wrong
Claustrophobe living in my room
I prayed on that life would consume
My song and push me along
Forty years in the desert of my head
Forty more and I can be dead
And bleed white instead of red
Thought I saw him open up and speak
But I was wrong it was a fit of pique
His eyes said do you wish me dead
But I feel that way too
Puncture me
Remind me more of myself
For now we are true
Let me see
Will I always live for your health
Cause I can see your scars divide
And I can hear your vowels elide
Who could take it all in stride
When it’s more like murder than suicide
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Swim Team
03:10
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For many years I scarcely knew
The blackness stored inside of you
Scared to fight I just put up a wall
Never stopped to wonder why
Wise and fine you know that I
Could never make a house divided fall
When someone cuts too much you think that’s hot
It’s only twice a week well that’s a lot
You’re either on the swim team or you’re not
The blizzard worsens every day
Without a home or place to stay
It’s bad enough to waste all your good will
But now our plans are fucked for sure
And pointed questions ain’t the cure
Our dialogue is stunted stiff and still
You didn’t like the cure well it’s a shot
You either give it all or it’s just rot
You’re either on the swim team or you’re not
Leaving at seven home at eleven
I got the news dad sorry you feel bad
So much for the raising ugly and amazing
Do you wanna fuck with me
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The Birds Are Crying
04:31
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I know your name is written in the sky
Trust only in night for she reveals herself to you
Becoming any person doing anything you wanted to do
Ambition is a boring story baby listen here cause I know
Life is long and rough but baby I just wanna cheer you up so
So you thought of a lot
Did it ever occur to you
You can live a whole lonely lifetime without dying
You can get on your knees and moan
Give up anything that you’ve ever owned
But don’t look to the sky tonight
The birds are crying
Blessed child of night obsessed with quality
Shield your eyes that you might not see
The skies above bespeak of tragedy
It’ll never hurt you like it’s hurting me
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4. |
Taste The Wine
03:12
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Taste the wine
And you’ll go wrong
No longer mine
Just another song
First you love me
Then you suck on down a line
While I just taste the wine
Envelopes
With money please
One man elopes
Another’s on his knees
First my focus
Crashes like my hopes
Then I lick envelopes
Stare stare stare your rocking chair
It’s so ugly without you sitting there
I’ve exhausted every plan
Still I’m not the man
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5. |
Looking For A Road
02:35
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Looking for a road that goes straight through
Bad news coming on one and two
In your dark eyes I don’t see you
Looking for a road
They say be energetic baby be yourself
But what they really mean is
Fuck the pain away like everyone else
Selling what you got but it never sells
Looking for a road
Bad bad bad
Economy making me so sad
Wish I was working like my dad
Economy
TV whispering tender and mild
Foreign bodies on my bathroom tile
Getting three days from the same old style
Looking for a road
And so it happened like it could’ve been foreseen
You’re living your nightmare not your dream
Settle for something in between
Looking for a road
Sad sad sad
Without hard drugs a good boy turns bad
Wish I was cordial like my dad
Looking for a road
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6. |
God Girlfriend
05:01
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I need you more than I call
And if I called much more then I’d care
Some raindrops never fall
They just twist and blow back up into the air
How could you have the gall
To reside here and not wanna stay
You’re on my mind every day till the end
The god girlfriend
Got girlfriend on my mind
Even more cause she don’t wanna be
Have those contracts been signed
She just wants to talk business with me
Business that’s never kind
To the beauty of hearts on her sleeves
Every time you begin to unwind
Your girlfriend leaves
Let your water get warm
Maidens make it as hot as you can
May good love block the scorn
May you do what it takes to keep your man
Blind and deaf in your storm
I could only stand back and applaud
Though I never thought she’d take this form
I saw my god
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Diaghalev Was Right
03:11
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Diaghalev was right
You can’t please everybody
Diaghalev was right
You can’t please everybody no more
I never made a dime
Off literati
And I was always trained to shoot to kill on sight
Don’t argue with yourself
Diaghalev was right
Everybody get on the floor
Diaghalev was right
You can’t live on credit
Diaghalev was right
You can’t live on credit today
I needed my alarm
But I forgot to set it
But I will not make the same mistake tonight
Don’t ever work for free
Diaghalev was right
Everybody lies anyway
When that great ship went down
There was a celebration
Everybody dancing in the street
From the Ballets Russes
There came a proclamation
That the common man could walk with the elite
Cause if Diaghalev said it
It must be true
I mean how could a brother
Ever turn on you
So as we marched into that brave and fateful night
We said Diaghalev was right
Diaghalev was right
Every man needs a weapon
Diaghalev was right
Every man needs a weapon or two
Cause there’s a time to dance
And a time for high-stepping
But there’s always gonna be a time to fight
Don’t ever work for free
Diaghalev was right
But now we’re telling him what to do
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Prove It On The Stage
02:53
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Kids you’ve got to keep the faith
I read it on an old sleeve
Listen well and trust me now
Cause in a couple more years
You won’t know who to believe
I just try to stare at trees
But they recognize an old hack
My train of thought is like a breeze
It drifts away
And I’ll never get it back
I’ve been old for such a long time
Writing for the middle-aged
So it’s a sad old pen
That floats along this page
But we’re not just sad old men
Prove it on the stage
Visit me in my mountain home
Impossible to find
But if you make it to my door
I’ll pack my bags
And I’m leaving you behind
I’ve been old for such a long time
Firing with a wooden gauge
Only liberate me when
I make peace with my cage
And I’ll sit in your den
And you can please the sage
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Intolerable
03:31
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The great conditions we put upon ourselves
Seeing it again now it fades
We are intolerable
We dip our feet in eras deeper than ourselves
The despair of animal aides
We are intolerable
Fortunately we’re at a break in the action
Who can we trust to keep score
Heavy boots deep in mud with imperfect traction
Close the door
Cruising down avenues more reverberant than ourselves
Seeing it once more now we pray
We are intolerable
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10. |
Wolves
06:08
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Misery comes a-calling
You can keep the wolves at bay
But it’s a long way till you feel that way every day
Your heart sets into stalling
You can push it back into play
But it’s a long way till you feel that way every day
I feel so far away from you
Push a little pull a little see what we can do
But when your own stock starts falling down
How’s good circumstance gonna bring you round
Days are long and weary
When you spend them in your head
It’s prison and release getting out of bed
You walk tall but you’re weary
Of your limbs made out of lead
When the pressure gets too much go back to bed
I feel so far away from me
Looking left looking right who’s left for me to be
Cause when the tears come washing down
Like a salty storm
No amount of good love is gonna keep you warm
Had a lot of fun
Didn’t you baby
No time to regress
Had a lot of fun
Didn’t we baby
Can’t you remember your address
Good girls don’t play anymore
They don’t dream all night and all day anymore
But they still cry
When they say goodbye
Have you ever been scared to leave
And just as scared to leave your heart on your sleeve
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Baby Teeth Chicago, Illinois
Purveyors of fine Chicago pop, on the bleeding edge of good taste since 2003. Raised by Todd Rundgren, ELO, Hall & Oates,
and Queen.
"Integration of FM-era pop, from glam to power pop, bandannaed cock-rock and New Romanticism, shouldn't come this easy, or sound this good." -- Pitchfork
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