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Boys in the Band
05:06
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We are the boys in the band
Sleeping in a van
Shrugging off the risk
Without so much as a contingency plan
Can you make a little baby dance
So lend your hearts, ears, money and your hands
To the band
I won’t forget the time we spent together
Now get out of my room
I don't pretend to know where I'm going
Do you not know where you're going, too
Seems like now might be a good time to admit
That it's hard as shit
He put a little bit of cocaine in his coffee
And called it vitamin C
He cut the body panels off of his Alfa Romeo
And reached historically impressive speeds
He’s not a felon, just a fun loving man
Who your daddy would never understand
Just like the boys in the band
Sleeping in a van
Shrugging off the risk
Without so much as a contingency plan
Frankenstein a microphone stand
Lend your hearts, ears, money and your hands
To the band
The driving force was loud of course intelligent without remorse
Special collector kind
He sang a Psycho Killer better than a Talking Head
And wrote a song about perspective from a skeptical mind
Kept me going when the going got rough
I don’t tell him that enough
I think we finally found the secret to short-term success
Keep expectations low
We played a basement on a Saturday and moved some feet
Got all dressed up and everybody came to the show
We played some brand new songs
And everyone there was singing along
With the boys in the band
Sleeping in a van
Shrugging off the risk
Without so much as a contingency plan
Can you make a little baby dance
So lend your hearts to the band
We'll be back when we can
But we needs parts for the van
So give your money to the merchandise stand
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2. |
Plainwhite Tom
03:48
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These are my last words
To this cold world
Showmanship is knowing when to stop
Go out on top
I'm done
I wanna be a
Burning ember
Rising from a fire on your shore
Another form
Just more
I've laid to rest these curses
My mind is free and clear
Please be kinder to each other
We've got enough to fear
I feel no guilt, friends
Just inspiration
Infinite am I and you the same
Big sky
Little brain
My time is on us
And between us
There's nothing time can untie that it binds
Look out below
I’ll be sending signs
I've laid to rest these curses
My mind is free and clear
Please be kinder to each other
We've got nothing to fear
I’ve been taking time just to sing your praises
A little bit of your love goes a long way
His feet would dance and beg mine to
Until we dance again, old friend, I’ll be missing you
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3. |
Reunion #10
03:44
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You're so different
You have changed
How these pieces rearrange
You were strange
You're still strange
But you wear it different now
And the rhythm of your words
Is weighing on me, it don't hurt
It feels good enough
To cry
We were restless
We were young
So deliberately in love
I let go, you did not
You just kept on hanging on
And the rhythm of the world
Gets to pulling on you it can hurt
And be hard for some
To find
I found God
And a man
Then a silver minivan
Go to work
Feed the kids
Get up and do it again
And the wonders of the world
That I once believed this life was for
Have all gone away
And I don’t know why
If you brought a loaded gun
To a reunion
You might find someone
Willing to use it
And we gotta go
We gotta go
We gotta go
Home
You're so different
You have changed
What's your hyphenated name
I've been up, down, around
I’m not lost but I’m not found
When the rhythm of the road
Gets to calling at me I’ve got to go
And say all of my goodbyes
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I never was a frat boy
In my seven years at school
But I'd still puff up and say dumb stuff
Like "Shakespeare was a fool"
And I never got a PhD
Not an STD or drinks for free
But I could find my way
Straight to the floor
It was $6.99 for thirty beers
But all you really needed was ten
To steal a bike and or go and get in a fight
With some dude who's going to make you regret it
I don't regret a lick of it
I learned a little but I lived a lot
If I could change just one thing
I would have sold a little pot
So kids who drop out of school
Be as wild as you can
Learn to break all of the rules
Keep an eye on the man
Or you'll start keeping score
I guess I'm not in college anymore
Academically I was challenged
But I was finally out on my own
Brand new crown, so determined and bound
To fail my lonely way back home
C, D, F, yes, A, B, no
My first year lasted two
I was put on probation for procrastination
Of having anything to do
I'm the first one on my daddy's side
To make it all the way to the end
That just means I put the money down
That I didn't really have to spend
A nine to five can keep you alive
But it feels like a dead man’s crawl
I can’t believe the frequency
These student loan collectors call
So kids who make it through school
Be as wild as you can
Learn to break all of the rules
Keep an eye on the man
Or you'll start keeping score
I guess I'm not in college anymore
So kids who don't go to school
Be as wild as you can
Learn to break all of the rules
Keep an eye on the man
Or you'll start keeping score
I guess I'm not in college anymore
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5. |
Pink & Blonde
04:20
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There's a new girl in the office
Her hair is pink and blonde
I've only seen her one time
Now she's all I want
At break time I'ma go up there
And lean on a vending machine
Hoping she gets hungry
Stumbles into me
Singing, hello, my love
Am I in love
Armando thinks I'm crazy
But I believe in love
Just every time it happens
I make the wrong move
So as I wander around the warehouse
I wonder what to say
It's kind of like meeting Jesus
On judgement day
Singing, hello, my lord
Am I good enough
My hand are dirty
Hers are clean
She wears a braided lapis ring
I pack boxes like a doggone machine
And she's up there
In the cool air
With her pink hair
Waiting for me
I spot her in the lunchroom
And found the courage to try
Give a boy a chance
This Friday night
She just laughed and said fiancé
Singer in a band
And that I should come see him
She don't understand
He'll sing "hello, my love
We're so in love"
Everyday I wonder
Why am I alone
I haven't found an answer
So the story goes
There's a new girl in the office
I've seen her once or twice
Enough to know for sure
She's not my type
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6. |
Come On (Too Strong)
04:25
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I can hear commotion breathing still
And can still remember how it felt
I can see the motion
Of the throw that broke the spirit
Of the marriage with a crushing final blow
I was just a boy inside my shoes
But upstairs I was less and less confused
I knew that it was ending
And there's no sense in pretending
There's anything that anyone could lose
Come on too strong
Find your self committed
To someone you can't live with
Looking out for snippets you can lean on
Baby, when the thrill is gone
I don't remember how they used to treat
The other like a prophet or a thief
It seemed like love was only
A condition of the lonely
But still I found it near enough to keep
Now I have never thought to settle down
The wanderlust inside me's just too loud
I can't decide on anything
A wedding ring or baby name
I'm happy with a night out on the town
Come on too strong
Find your self committed
To someone you can't live with
Looking out for snippets you can lean on
Baby, when the thrill is gone
Now dad is gone and mom is going strong
She was by his side when he passed on
He said you are my angel, there’s no way that I can thank you
She smiled and said our son will write a song
Come on too strong
Find your self committed
To someone you can't live with
Looking out for snippets you can lean on
Baby, when the thrill is gone
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7. |
Bigger Thomas
03:21
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There's hotheads in Chicago
Ganging up and throwing out
Any chance to make a difference
Or make their mamas proud
There's bloodstains down in Roseland
We’ve made the devil’s bed
Four more boys in jailcells
One more boy is dead
Boom, boom, baby
It's do or die
When you're staring down a barrel at Richard Wright
It's bigger than a trigger
Or black and white
It crosses all of them old gang lines
Look you in the face
Punch you in the eye
A low down feeling deep inside
It's a low down feeling deep inside
There's a low down feeling buried deep inside of me
And you
There’s hotheads up for sergeant
Heavy weapons and fast machines
The fear of death in young men
Before they learn to breathe
There’s a case for reparations
At least to try and understand
The fundamental consequence
Of such a painful past
Boom, boom, baby
It's do or die
When you're staring down a barrel at Richard Wright
It's bigger than a trigger
Or black and white
It crosses all of them old gang lines
Look you in the face
Punch you in the eye
A low down feeling deep inside
It's a low down feeling deep inside
There's a low down feeling buried deep inside of me
And you
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8. |
No Reception
04:33
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I can't get reception
But the commercials, they come in fine
You can pay to turn them off
But I don’t have two dimes
I saw a statue there
But I don't think it saw me
Barefoot and bottomed out
So comfortably
Where the face behind the counter
Never smiles too much
Service with a sorry, man
This job is driving me nuts
Yeah, mine too, what can we do
I work a loading dock
I get a forklift if I'm lucky
Blisters when I'm not
I watched that State of the Union address
And the election coverage, too
It just seems like everything they say
Never translates into anything that they do
Somehwere under a blue moon in Kentucky
Aster plume in bourbon mist
Up and down, and all around
This blessed continent
Who's gonna save us now
That we've pledged our soul's allegiance
To the fatting of the cow
Who
On the day JFK was shot
C.S. Lewis and Aldous Huxley died, too
Playing last word's edit Russian Roulette
Up on the book depository roof
Now violence is up on Sesame Street
Fuzzy was not found
Old Mother Goose put her neck in a noose
And laid her burdens down
Someone feed me some information
I need a data fix
Or some kind of USB IV
That slits right into my wrist
I'm getting off that train, though
The next stop I can ride
Go get myself an old guitar
And see what’s inside
There's music playing now
On a stage inside a bar
And the singer looks out at a bunch of other people, just like him
Trying to figure out who we all are
Somewhere, anywhere, everywhere
Let freedom ring
May the voices of the people
Come together and bring about the change that they wish to see
Who's gonna save us now
That we've pledged our soul's allegiance
To the fatting of the cow
Who will recognize the son
There is work to be done
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