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I Wanna Get Back With You

I Wanna Get Back With You


I was a fool to say the things I said
I just lost my head
Made you cry, made you go
I didn't mean to be so cold
I had no right mistreating you that way
And oh, how could I know the price I'd pay
Sorry I ever caused you pain
Sorry I, sorry I said those hurtful things
But baby, all that really matters now is
I wanna get back with you
(Just give me one more try)
I wanna get back with you
(Just stop this hurt inside)
I gotta get back with you
I been walking down these cold and lonely streets
I been losing sleep
Had to prove I was strong
But every night, every night just proved me wrong
Had to think I had heaven right here in my hand
And oh, just let it slip away like sand
Oh, gimme one chance to make it right
One more chance, one more chance back in your light
'Cause baby, all that really matters now is
I wanna get back with you
(Hold me just like before)
I wanna get back with you
(Taking me somewhere warm)
I gotta get back with you
Baby, I'd give my soul
Just to hold one more time
Just to look in your eyes
'Cause right now I'm half alive
No matter what I do
There's no living without you
Can't you see, baby
I wanna get back with you
(Just give me one more try)
I wanna get back with you
(Just stop this hurt inside)
I gotta get back with you
(Hold me just like before)
(Taking me somewhere warm)
I wanna get back with you, babe
I wanna get back with you, baby
I wanna get back!
I gotta get back with you!
Oh, take me back!
 
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If 6 Was 9

If 6 Was 9


Yeah, sing the song, Bro'

If the sun refuse to shine,
I don't mind, I don't mind,
If the mountains fell in the sea,
Let it be, it ain't me.
Alright, 'cause I got my own world to look through,
And I ain't gonna copy you.

Now if six turned out to be nine,
I don't mind, I don't mind,
Alright, if all the hippies cut off all their hair,
I don't care, I don't care.
Dig, 'cause I got my own world to live through
And I ain't gonna copy you.

White collared conservative flashing down the street,

Pointing their plastic finger at me.
They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die,
But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high.
Wave on, wave on
Fall mountains, just don't fall on me
Go ahead on Mr. Business man, you can't dress like me.
Sing on brother, play on drummer.
 
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Iieee

Iieee


With your E's
And your ease
And I do much more
Need a lip gloss boost
In your America
Is it God's
Is it yours
Sweet saliva
With your E's
And your ease
And I do one more
I know we're dying
And there's no sign of a parachute
We scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful
Why does there gotta be a sacrifice

Just say yes
You little arsonist
You're so sure you can save
Every hair on my chest
Just say yes
You little arsonist
With your E's
And your ease
And I do one more

Well I know we're dying
And there's no sign of a parachute
In this chapel little chapel of love
Can't we get a little grace
And some elegance
No we scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful
Why does there gotta be a sacrifice
 
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I'm On Fire

I'm On Fire


Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire
 
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Imagine

Imagine


5am friday morning thursday night far from sleep
I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direction cause they'll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang "holy holy" as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh
Its kind of funny
Things you think
Times like these
Like I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this

Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread for you, your friends
Your father, Mr Ed

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this

And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang
And he said "it's your choice babe just remember
I don't hink you'll be back in 3 days time so you choose well"
Tell me whats right
Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this

and do you know CAROLINA
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through your head when there's a man on your back
And you're pushed flat on your stomach it's not a classic caddilac

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this
I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this
 
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In The Spring Time Of His Voodoo

In The Spring Time Of His Voodoo


Standin on a corner in Winslow Arizona
And I'm quite sure I'm in the wrong song
2 girls 65 got a piece tied up in the
Back seat
"Honey we're Recovering Christians"

In the Springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring

And right there for a minute
I know you so well

Got an angry snatch
Girls you konw what I mean
When swivelin that hip doesn't do the trick
Me pureed sanitarily Mr. Sulu
Warp speed
Warp speed
Warp speed
In the Springtime of his voodoo

Every road leads back to my door
Ever road I will follow
Every road leads back to my door
Got all your crosses loaded

And I know she's not that
Foxy
Boys
I said I know she's not that
Foxy but
You gotta owe something sometimes
You gotta owe
When you're your momma's sunshine
You've got to give something sometimes
When you're the sweetest cherry
In an apple pie
I need some voodoo on these prunes
In the springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring
 
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Indian Dreams

Indian Dreams


Young hearts stay true
stay smart see through
the stories that they say
the reasons that they play
are not for you.
it's big toys for big wars
pink noise, white scars
the dreamer and the dream
become the screamer and the scream
i think that's true.
because my indian dreams
and my animal screams from the other side
and my baby cries out
while my longing breathes life
into what has died
and my sleeper dreams hope
and my dreamer sleepwalks through the shadowline
and my praying one copes
knowing truth will draw the line
in my indian dreams

to watch brings shame
small words for big pain
our love has been maligned
so easily redefined
can you see through
to one love, one soul,
one chance through one whole
the few who steal the key
are the ones to say we're free
is that your goal?
while your indian dreams
and your animal screams from the other side
and your baby cries out
while your longing breathes life
into what has died
and your sleeper dreams hope
and your dreamer sleepwalks through the shadowline
and your praying one copes
knowing truth will draw the line
in your indian dreams

so young hearts stay true
stay smart, see through
the stories that they say
the reasons that they play
are not for you
it's our choice and our time
they don't wait, they don't cry
when you can run with the river
why run with the river rat?
while our indian dreams
and our animal screams from the other side
and our baby cries out
while our longing breathes life
into what has died
and our sleeper dreams hope
and our dreamer sleepwalks through the shadowline
and our praying one copes
knowing truth will draw the line
in our indian dreams
 
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Indian Summer

Indian Summer


Indian summer
Fresh mown grass
Girls in the attic
Looking on them
Indian summer
Call me back
Someone tell me there is another way

Is it loud
Is it autumn that you're talking about
Is it why
Is it lost on what I'm talking about
Is it just that you can't find a way out
Find another way
Teach me how to pray

Indian Summer
Through the year
On the medicine wheel
Call me back
Trap me in between
Somewhere west
Somewhere south
It seems these days
Anything west gets the blade
Gets wasted

Is it right
Is it real what you're talking about
Everything that I feel
You're talking about
Sometimes I don't know what I'm hearing now
Is there another way
There is another way
Another way to pray

Here, here, here, here

Girls take your hands like you pray
Over the ground
Then back on your body
Girls take your hands like you pray
Through the blades of grass
Gently, gently, gently
There is another way
Yes, another way
Another way to pray

Indian summer
Fresh mown grass
Can you Mr Bush
Light the sage
Can you, anyone that's listening
Find a way
It is clear, it is clear
That we need another way
Another way to pray

Do you feel
Do you feel now
What I'm talking about
Everywhere that I look
I know no one's coming out
Out of it
What it is
And what they're feeling now
There is another way
Another way to pray
 
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Invisible Boy

Invisible Boy


You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
But if you want to be one
An invisible boy

You could go under cover
Make your great escape
Go where only eagles dare go
Without needing wings
Jump on a triumph like Steve McQueen
It's time you lived your dream
"but how can this be" you say
"won't it all fade away
If I'm only made out of clay
Only made out of clay"

You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
But if you want to reach her
As an invisible boy

You could sit down beside her
Hold her as she cries
Call upon your friends the cloud riders
To unlock the sky
Then wave to the snowdrops skating by
Catch the laughter from her eyes
"but how can this be" you say
"won't it all fade away
If I'm only made out of clay
Only made out of clay"

You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
But if you want to be one
As an invisible boy

You could cross over to the
Great Pub in the Sky
There you'll find him listening to a lost soul
Pouring them a pint
Then you'll know you have missed his advice
And he'll look you in the eye
"if you want to be" he'll say
"to be only partially a boy that's made out of clay
We're all made out of clay
But not you
You are my best invisible boy
And if you want to be this
An invisible boy
Then only those who can see you
Will be better off because they can
See and believe in
My best invisible boy
My best invisible boy"
 
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Ireland

Ireland


Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time

So when I was out
In the desert
And a cowboy
Tried to lasso me
He said your red
And made of clay
A virgin portrait
I let him wake me
But decided not to stay

Next in New York
I fell out with a dragon
Of the white collar kind
But just as ferocious
I remembered Macha
Running faster than the horses
Then an encounter with
A voice that caressed me

Wasn't it you who
Held off a surrender
To one spoiled nun
Who taught you the names
Of the mountains
On the moon
And then a Jesuit
Proceeded to arrange your soul
While I prayed
On my knees
 
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