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"Something You'll Never Find"

"Something You'll Never Find"



You're looking for something
That you'll never find
You've got the questions
You've got the time
You've got the bruises
To show you've been blind
'Cause you're looking for something
That you'll never find

I'm hoping you find it
And someday you might
But not in an instant
And not overnight
And I am the one who's
Holding you tight
Hoping you find it
And someday you might

Could you be the one
Could you be the one who will find it
Staring at the sun as you're blinded
Could you be the one who will find
That it's fine if it's not in me

You're looking for something
That's not even there
You're knocking down tables
You're kicking in chairs
I know you're angry
You know I don't care
Looking for something
That's not even there

Make me an offer
That I can't refuse
Set up my options
Force me to choose
You've been abandoned
I've been abused
Set up my options
'Cause I can't refuse

Oh, could you be the one
Could you be the one who will find it
Staring at the sun as you're blinded
Could you be the one who will find
That it's fine if it's not in me

Over in Indiana
Wearing their red bandanas
The Indians eat bananas
Thinking they're full of Vitamin C

Looking for someone
That I'll never be
Some kind of bondage
To make you feel free
A Lover, a savior
Oh, that isn't me
Well you're looking for someone
That I'll never be

Could you be the one
Oh could you be the one who will find it
Staring at the sun as you're blinded
Could you be the one who will find
That it's fine if it's not in me
 
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"Sound Of Your Voice"

"Sound Of Your Voice"



The moon is full but there is an incompleteness
The days are beautiful but I feel a bitter sweetness
If I had a wish, or even a choice
I'd wake up to the sound of your voice
How I miss waking up to the sound of your voice

I let you down and fell right off of your good list
I hope each day you'll find peace and forgiveness
The alarm clock rings, What a lonely noise
And I long for the sound of your voice
Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound of your voice

Take it from me: there's not much to see
In this void

The saying goes there will be other dances (don't give up)
This little song is about second chances
Just say the word and I will rejoice
And wake up to the sound of your voice
Oh, how I miss waking up to the sound
To the sound (sound)
To the sound (to the sound)
To the sound
Waking up to the sound of your voice

Take it from me: there's not much to see
In this void
 
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"Stomache VS Heart"

"Stomache VS Heart"



In through my veins, without brains,
I involuntarily take what I need, then I bleed
And it comes right back to me
But guts only eat
And sometimes they repeat on you
Keeping you on your toes or crouched above the loo

That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.
That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.

Blood turns from blue into red
'Cause of oxygen that it's fed
And I turn back to blue,
'Cause I'm losing you,
But Tummy just growls
Not real words, mostly vowels
And I always forget sometimes Y
Gratification can cause constipation
If organs are left to die

That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.
That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.

I gained all this weight out of love, not hate
I've got so much love to give (give me a break)
I'd love to sleep in late, but that dessert looks great.
Was it something I said or was it some I ate?
Heart beats in sync, beat in time,
Beat in bodies likes hers and mine,
But I fed only one, and look what it's done:
I've run out of blood and I'm chewing my cud
And my gastrointestinal festival's best of all
The cardiovascular questions they ask you are
Less than the answers they give you like cancer and

That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.
That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.
 
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"Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank"

"Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank"


I tend the wheat field that makes your bread
I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed
Mother Nature & Mother Earth
Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth

[Chorus]
I'm the farmer.
I work in the fields all day
Don't mean to alarm her
But I know it was meant to be this way

You cried a tear, I wiped it dry
I put you up upon a pedestal so high
If you should waiver, if you should sway
I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away
You signed your picture with an O and X
I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques

[Chorus]

All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you
I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you
You could have written back,
You could have said "thank you"
I guess you've got better things,
Better things to do

You say you love me, is that the truth?
Although they've heard the songs, my friends want living proof
I know your address, I ring the bell
I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells

I'm the farmer
I work in the fields all day
Never wanted to harm her
But I know it was meant to be this way
 
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"Summertime"

"Summertime"



Saving it up
Savoring every ounce of sunlight
What comes to be, gradually
Feels like overnight

So, bundle up
And hunker down
See you on the other side
Mercury falls so

How, how do we make it through the days?
How do we not cave in, and bottom out?
Well, you have to understand that
Soon enough we'll wake up from such a daze,
thanks to all the many ways
We're all pushing through, for Summertime

We cover it up, we bottle it in,
But that won't make it feel right
Toppin' it off, rubbing it in
There's always a big mess of white

So, bundle up
And hunker down
Here it comes again
Just one more round
See you on the other side
Mercury falls so

How, how do we make it through the days?
How do we not cave in, and bottom out?
Well, you have to understand that
Soon enough we'll wake up from such a daze,
thanks to all the many ways
We're all pushing through, for Summertime
Our love pushing through, for Summertime

How, how do we make it through the days?
How do we not cave in, and bottom out?
Well, you have to understand that
Soon enough we'll wake up from such a daze,
thanks to all the many ways
We're all pushing through, for Summertime
 
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"Take It Back"

"Take It Back"



It's hard enough to notice
Harder still to react
Just a stone's throw from the centre of our attention
We all fade to black

Save me from a villainous imagination
Deliver me from my friends
If I said something to make you mad
I will take it back

It's hard enough to stomach
But try to look away
Is this a news report or a trailer for a motion picture?
It all fades to grey

Save me from a villainous imagination
Deliver me from my friends
If I said something to make you mad
I will take it back

Long lines and warning signs
Think of all the lives saved by plastic knives
It's naive, but make-believe
We will never lose if we remove our shoes

It's hard to keep your mouth shut
Harder still to make noise
But we can't have the perfect 20/20 hindsight
That our fate enjoys

So save me from a villainous imagination
Deliver me from my friends
And if I said something to make you mad
I will take it back
I will take it back
 
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"Take It Outside"

"Take It Outside"


Oh, I - I watch it all go down
Closed eyes - pretend noone's around
So I - I chose to play the clown
Or blow by and never make a sound

[CHORUS:]
Any other guy would wanna take it outside
But I'd never even try - who wants to get their lights knocked out?
Any other guy would wanna stir it up some,
But I'd rather say goodbye

Turn 'round - say it to my face
No sound - Everything's a race
Lose ground - lost in your embrace
Leave town - never leave a trace

[CHORUS]

Hardly know what anything's for
Just for show, I'm slamming the door
Even so, my heart and my head are an open book

[CHORUS x2]

I'd rather say goodbye
 
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"Teenage Wasteland"

"Teenage Wasteland"


[Imrov Intro:]
[Ed:] No, we're gonna do a bunch of new stuff tonight. And, uh... But I'm gonna have to warn you, most of it's in German. So, I hope you've all attended your German classes in high school, because you're required to take, I think, it's at least two languages, aren't you?
[Steve:] In high school?
[Ed:] Yeah.
[Steve:] Yes.
[Ed:] Yes, two languages, and typing. That's all you need. And you get a high school diploma.
[Steve:] Is woodshop a language?
[Ed:] No, woodshop falls under typing.
[Steve: (Laughing)] Oh, okay. This next song is called "99 Luftballons".
[Ed:] Ah 1, 2, a 1, 2, 3...

[Verse 1:]
I first met Millie in art class in high school,
With her short brown bob, she was better than Bateman's best.
I never thought I'd ever see a miracle,
And who'd have thought it would be in an arcade?

[Chorus:]
Well she moved like an angel,
And she spoke like a memory,
And she smoked like a chimney,
And she completed Dragon's Lair on just one quarter,
On just one quarter,
On just one quarter,
On just one quarter.

[Verse 2:]
I called her up, but she wasn't home,
I knew she was downstairs, but her dad didn't like me.
I never thought I'd see a miracle,
I called her back in 10 minutes and disguised my voice.

[Chorus:]
I spoke like an actor,
And I moved like a burglar,
Then I lied like a carpet,
And I did a phony survey on her whole family,
On her whole family,
On her whole family,
On her whole family.

[Bridge:]
Nobody at school knew what I was trying to do,
But right after art class, I made history,
'Cause when you love someone,
Yeah, and you don't even know no one,

[Instrumental]

[Chorus/Outro:]
She moved like an angel,
She spoke like a memory,
Then she moved to Alberta,
I'm gonna visit her at grandma's,
Well, maybe next week,
Yeah, maybe next week,
Okay, maybe not next week,
Maybe never,
Maybe it doesn't matter,
Maybe it never did,
It didn't matter at all.
 
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"Testing 1,2,3"

"Testing 1,2,3"


Maybe it would be fun
To get a new opinion
Get a little work done
And forget

Maybe it would be cool
If I rocked it old school
Try to break a gold rule
And a sweat

Better than the first time
Better than the worst time
If I could just reverse time
I'd be set

[CHORUS:]
Testing 1,2,3
Can anybody hear me?
If I shed the irony
Would anybody cheer me?
If I acted less like me
Would I be in the clear?

She got a new apartment
It's out on the escarpment
And in her glove compartment
Are my songs

She hasn't even heard them
Since she found out what the words meant
She decided she preferred them
All wrong

Kind of like the last time
With a bunch of really fast rhymes
If we're living in the past I'm
Soon gone

[CHORUS]

We recognize the present
Is half as pleasant
As our nostalgia for

The past'll be presented
Recast and reinvented
Until it's how we meant it

[CHORUS]

He's everything that you need
You wiped out on your ten speed
And either he will succeed
Or just suck

[CHORUS]

Begin the...

[CHORUS ]
Would I be in the clear, G?

Testing 1,2,3
Testing 1,2,3
 
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"The Flag"

"The Flag"



The phone rings, it's early, it's seven o'clock.
He says sorry I woke you, but I just had to talk
You know last night, remember when I tried to choke you?
I didn't mean it, I was drunk, it was only a joke.
You should know that by now,
when the chequered flag comes down,
no one no one no one has won the race.

The next night he's over and over and under
and after he's finished she lies there and wonders
just why does she need him and why does she stay here
and then in the darkness she'll quietly say Dear,
you've never really known that when the white flag is flown,
no one no one no one has won the war.

They're complicated people
leading complicated lives,
and he complicates their problems
by telling complicated lies
He tells her he's sorry, she tells him it's over,
he tells her he's sorry, she says over and over
You've never really known that when the white flag is flown,
no one no one no one has won the war.

There goes a forest and there goes a bluebird
There goes a partridge and there goes a Go Train
There goes an angel and there goes a steeple
There goes a cop car and there goes an eagle
There goes a raven and there go the ribbons
There goes a raven and there go the ribbons
There goes a raven and there go

The ribbons the ribbons the ribbons
The ribbons of the flag.
 
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