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"This Is It"

"This Is It"



Let me singa song for you
That's never been sung before
All the words were meant for you
And never been said before
She kisses when she sleeps
She kisses when she's sleeping
Let me sing a song for you
A song that's worth the dreaming

Don't waste my time
This is it
This is really happening

What's the use in marigolds
These flowers are for you
All the lights go after burn
The sky it splits in two
I kiss her on her teeth
I kiss her on her teeth, hmm
Let me sing a song for you that alters your belief

Son't waste my time
This is it
This is really happening
 
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"Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues"

"Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues"



Sweet talkin' Johnny push a john quicker than he spit
Street walkin' tin with a crooked crown waitin' for it
There she goes
She born in Boston but the Amtrak took her away
She lives in Brooklyn but she works outta Queens in the
Black limousines, money in the bank
Black limousines, money in the bank
Send it home

Tina Toledo got a kid that lives with her Ma
She takes the subway after school, makes up her face, changes clothes
There she goes
She feels the rain coming down on Washington Square
She gives the cops on the beat a little discount
And then, then, then it's
Black limousines, money in the bank
Black limousines, money in the bank
Wend it home

Hard on the knees, money in the bag
Hard on the knees, money in the bag
Send it home for medical school

Rock herself to sleep with the rhythm of the rain
Beating like the be against the window frame
Of her hotel room
Rock herself to sleep with the tunes on the dash
Don't take no credit cards, she takes cash
Says, "money, money, money in the bank
Money, money, money in the bank
Money, money, money in the bank
Money, money, money in the bank

It ain't no easy life but it pays pretty good,
Keeps her out of the cold
It ain't no easy life
But it's silver and gold
Silver, silver, silver and gold

Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues
Street Walkin', Wtreet Walkin' Blues
 
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"Tired Of Giving Up"

"Tired Of Giving Up"



I'm tired of giving up so easy
Tired of giving up at all
Tired of giving up so easy
Tired of giving up at all

Nobody said it would be easy
Nobody said nothing at all
And I'm tired of giving up

And I'm tired of fighting
I don't understand at all
And I'm tired of lying
Tired of trying to hide it

Tired of giving up so easy
Tired of giving up at all
Tired of giving up so easy
Tired of giving up at all

Is that all you can say?
You're so wild and full of rage
Keep running away, you're running

Suppose I try to love you
Something I don't know
Sometimes you know there ain't telling you, so don't

I'm tired of giving up so easy
Tired of giving up at all
Tired of giving up so easy
Tired of giving up at all

Is that all you can say?
You're so wild and full of rage
Keep running away, you're running
You're running, running
Running, running
 
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"To Be The One"

"To Be The One"



Well the pills I got they ask me lets go out for a while
And the knives up in the kitchen are all too dull to smile
Yeah and the sun it tries to warn me
Boy those wings are made of wax
While the things I do to kill me
They just tell me to relax
But oh Cinderella
All dressed up in all your boots and all your charms
I'm not the fellow
To protect you or to keep you from all your harm
And I don't know which is worse
To wake up and see the sun
Or to be the one be the one

Be the one that's gone
And the empty bottle it misses you
Yeah and I'm the one that its talking to
And with you and I just barely strangers
I'm pretty much just left the fool
Damn don't the streets look empty though
Just wandering round here without you

Oh the empty bottle it misses you and I'm the one its talking to
And I don't know which is worse
To wake up and see the sun

Or to be the one be the one that's gone
 
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"To Be Young (Is To Be Sad, Is To Be High)"

"To Be Young (Is To Be Sad, Is To Be High)"



Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high Lord I got high and I got a bone to pick with you

And I'm sure you know its true

Oh one day when you're looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you're young you get sad
When your young you get sad then you get high

Oh man
Young gal you done me bad and I went and did ya wrong
Young gal you done me bad so I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high
Lord I got high

Now you got a bone to pick with me but I wish you'd let me be
Oh one day when you're looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you're young you get sad
When your young you get sad then you get high

You get high
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Then you be high cause you got sad
Cause you got sad

Oh man
 
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"Tomorrow"

"Tomorrow"



Pulled into the station
And they're playing Waylon Jennings
When you're driving through so late at night
You'll see the lights are blinding
Yeah, and I'll be thinking of you
Home, my baby's going home
My baby's going home
Tomorrow

A million miles of nothing
Yeah, you're driving all alone
I can smell you on the pillow
Of the hotel room
Baby, make it and call me soon
Home, my baby's going home
My baby's going home
Tomorrow
Home, my baby's going home
My baby's going home
Tomorrow
 
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"Touch, Feel & Lose"

"Touch, Feel & Lose"



I knew I was never gonna talk to you tomorrow
And oh, the birds how they sing
If you were a bird could you sing me a song of sorrow
'Cause all I know from you is grief
But I never wanted to be your rolling train

I never wanted to be your dancin' shoes
I just wanted you to love me
I just wanted you to love me
Touch, feel & lose
And cry, cry, cry

I thought maybe I could be some kind of shelter
But oh, your storm how it raged
You know your kisses, they like lightnin' and thunder
And your smile is sweet and come down like rain

I never wanted to be your dancin' shoes
I just wanted you to love me
I just wanted you to love me
Touch, feel & lose
And cry, cry, cry
I just wanted you to love me, honey
Cry, cry, cry
 
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"Trains"

"Trains"



Trains moan in my sleep when I'm trying to go to bed
moving way to slow for whatever that they be carryin'
and I've been working hard ever since I was a kid
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like something's always moving

Trains moan in my sleep when I'm trying to go to bed
Moving way to slow for whatever that they be carryin'
I've been working hard ever since I was a boy
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like something is always moving

You know I don't always show
What it is I'm feeling baby doll
You know that the things that you want
Are that the things that you need
But the things that you love they're a lie
I'm gaining on them trains and fast

Trains moan in my sleep
Into the future and out of the past, into the future and out of the past

Trains moan in my head when I'm trying to go to sleep
Throwin' rocks at the window
When the sun's crawling up the sheets
And I've been working hard ever since I was a boy
Trains moan in my sleep
Gnawing on me like I was a chew toy

You know I don't always show
Whatever I'm feeling baby doll
You know that the things that you love
And the things that you want
Are the things that you want are a lie
I'm gaining on them trains and fast

Trains moan in my sleep
Into the future and out of the past
Into the future and out of the past
Into the future and out of the past
Into the future and out of the past
Trains moan in my head
When I'm trying to go to sleep
Moving way to slow for whatever that they're carryin'
I've been working hard ever since I was a kid
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like I'm always moving
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like I'm always moving
 
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"Trouble"

"Trouble"



Trouble, I hear the clock tick in the room
The walls will crumble, and you're holding
The match between the fuse
There's something I just got, nothing else to say
I've been on the beats since yesterday
There's something loose, either way

Oh, we might as well be dead and be gone
If we don't belong here
Hey, the year and the day
That it lands on my face
Like I'm out of my sense
Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in
Trouble I'm in

Trouble, I feel you watch me across the room
Another summer, in the palms of the core of doom
Put my hand through the mirror like I'm guard alone
7 Years bad luck is better than none
Following the good back into the gone

Oh, we might as well be dead and be gone
If we don't belong here
Hey, the year and the day
That it lands on my face
Like I'm out of my sense
Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in
Trouble I'm in
Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in

I see my brother, he's waiting in line for his turn
I'm not as humble, I know everything here is gonna burn
Sometimes I just got nothing else to say
I've been on the beats since yesterday
There's something loose, either way

Oh, we might as well
Be dead and be gone
If we don't belong here
Hey, the year and the day
That it lands on my face
Like I'm out of my sense

Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in
Yeah, all the trouble
Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in
Yeah, all the trouble
All the trouble,
All the trouble I'm in
 
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"Twice As Bad As Love"

"Twice As Bad As Love"



Candy is quick and she's good at impressions
She's stacked on the corner, man, she's stacked on the street
They don't make pills for that kind of depression
Counting her friends on her hands and her feet
You let it roll right through your fingertips, babe
Running as hard and as fast as you could
Mainlining paint in some place in New Jersey
Misunderstanding what was misunderstood
And that's twice as bad as love, oh
Twice as bad as love, and not that sad
Twice as bad as love
Once to be heard, twice to be had

She imagines herself as a saint or a poet
Stealing the words from a book that she borrowed
We show her some fuck that she met in the projects
Yeah, but he made her feel like she belonged
You let it roll right through your fingertips, Candy
Got a blast from the skin said it tasted like paint
Stealing her money for ancient prescriptions
Misunderstanding that it's kind of cool to be late
And it's twice as bad as love
Twice as bad as love, but not that sad
Twice as bad as love

Once to be heard, twice to be had
Once to be heard, twice to be had
 
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