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Local H - "bound for the floor"
Born to be down
I’ve learned all my lessons before now
Born to be down
I think you’ll get used to it
And you just don’t get it
You keep it copacetic
And you learn to accept it
You know it’s so pathetic
Born to be down
I think that I’ve said this before now
Born to be down
What good is confidence?
And you just don’t get it
You keep it copacetic
And you learn to accept it
You know it’s so pathetic
And you don’t
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Helmet - "unsung"
Your contribution left unnoticed some
Association with an image
Just credit time for showing up again
Attention wandered I’m left with it
Gone by sin too slowly
Can’t pass it up
Then I thought nothing is right
I turned it off
To die unsung would really bring you down
Although wet eyes would never suit you
Walk through no archetypal suicide
Die young is far too boring these days
Your will to speak clearly
Exposed too much
Unsung once too often
Could not rub off
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Tom waits - "The piano has been drinking"
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...
And the menus are all freezing, and the light man's blind in one eye
And he can't see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast
And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...
And you can't find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can't get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
 Twistex · Tue May 17, 2005 @ 10:33pm · 1 Comments |
