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Donner Lake
04:05
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DONNER LAKE
Eating lady fingers at Donner Lake
Bobbing up and down around the jet skis' wake
Counting all the kayaks and the S.U.V.s
On a summer afternoon that's as pretty as you please
Thinking bout the winter hundred fifty years ago
When the Donner Party ran into
some twenty feet of snow
Eighty-nine set up the camp
but less than half survived
And they had to eat their families just to stay alive
And I’ll sink down with you until
We both drown or drink our fill
We could die from feeling great
And forever lie by Donner Lake
Still snow on the summit, but winter's far away
It's hard to conjure cold so grim on such a perfect day
You can look at folks in swimsuits,
and wonder how they'd taste
Nibble on your lover's ear then whisper,
"What a place"
There are times when you imagine
that your life's a big mistake
And times you feel as fine as you did on Donner Lake
You can tally all the times in two columns on a chart
Or just go find someone to whom
you'd gladly feed your heart
One hundred years from now
you and I will both be dead
And our children's children's children
will be frolicking in bed
If they should carry memories of anything we've done
Let them be of days on Donner Lake
beneath a blazing sun
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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2. |
Hearts and Stars
04:31
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HEARTS AND STARS
Every i is dotted with a tiny little heart
All the o's are smiling and it's tearing you apart
When will you destroy her land of love and wonder?
One wrong word is all it takes
to rip her world asunder
Hearts and stars on sweetly scented paper
Nothing you do will ever have the power to save her
Hearts and stars on letters to the wrong boys
She sleeps beneath a shelf with all her old toys
Every time she giggles it's a painful little sound
And she utters all these cliches
when she wants to be profound
You love her cuz she’s fragile
and we all need to feel strong
But I’ll kill you if you break her
and no one would think it’s wrong
Hearts and stars on sweetly scented paper
Nothing you do
will have the power to save her
Hearts and stars on letters to the wrong boys
Uncouth men ordering too many Rob Roys
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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3. |
How Small You Are
03:53
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HOW SMALL YOU ARE
Wall to wall carpet on 50,000 eggs
Learned to levitate I’ve got artificial legs
Sitting on the ceiling
trying to guess the true name of
This strange and twisted need
that for now we’re calling love
This is how small you are
Anyone can do this but you’re not just anyone
You’re the daddy of the daughter
of your father’s mom’s grandson
You can hear the past laughing
at catastrophes to come
We can see you’re cold and lonely
and we’ve only just begun
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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4. |
I Wanna Love You
03:17
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I WANNA LOVE YOU
Is there something in your smile
Or is it all just in my mind?
Your lips are so versatile
And you and me so undefined
I choose every word with caution
I guess that could be the appeal
But in every bar in Austin
Someone’s singing what I feel
I want to love you
I want to treat you right
I want to rub you
And hold you through the night
But something stops me
From doing what I might
And then it drops me
Alone in bed tonight
Took a tumble yesterday
And broke a finger on my hand
Thought I heard the doctor say
As he sawed off my wedding band
You might regret this course of action
That’s true of any choice you make
But while regret holds some attraction
Doing nothing’s the real mistake
I want to love you
I want to treat you right
I want to rub you
And hold you through the night
But something stops me
From saying what I could
You climb atop me
I know I’m gone for good
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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5. |
Love Will Tear Us Apart
03:42
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6. |
Black Box
04:17
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BLACK BOX
There's a black box recorder in my heart
It's always on in case disaster starts
If I explode the box becomes a prize
They'll play it back just to hear your lies
Right now I am waiting
But I don''t know just what for
It's so excruciating
That could be what I adore
I don;t think you know what you've begun
Perhaps you do and simply think it's fun
We are driving down a country lane
Nothing's ever gonna be the same
Right now you are smiling
and pretending you're amused
And yes, it's quite beguiling
Is it ending? I'm so confused
Nothing's ever gonna be the same
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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7. |
Two Women
05:29
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TWO WOMEN
I live in a house with two women
Two women take care of me
Like living inside this house
I like the company
One of them is helpless
One of them is strong
They will both outlive me
I hope they miss me
When I'm gone
One of them believes me
No matter what I say
One of them knows better
But let's me know that
It's OK
One of them has nightmares
One claims not to dream
Some nights I spend trying
to fill up all the space between
Sometimes they look at me
Like there's something I forgot
As if they thought I could be
The kind of man I am not
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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8. |
Never Let You Go
03:26
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NEVER LET YOU GO
It's getting late
Getting to the time of night I hate
Holding tight instead of sancing slow
I will never let you go
It's cold outside
Big storm coming or the papers lied
Cars colliding in the falling snow
And I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I just think you oughta know
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
Walk through fire rain or snow
I will never let you go
In tiny beds
Young ones learning how to cope with dread
The goodnight kiss was so long ago
I will never let you go
It's hard to take
We scatter ashed then eat coffee cake
We're being pulled by the undertow
And I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
Gotta fight the undertow
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
Gotta fight the undertow
I will never let you go
Across the sea
Dawn brings no end to the misery
All life is frozen in a grim tableau
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
You're my little so and so
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
We're on the edge of a plateua
I will never let you go
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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9. |
The Right Crazy
04:40
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THE RIGHT CRAZY
Hung her picture up, a little crooked
I've decided to just overlook it
It's a waste of time trying to keep her level
She's always been such a little devil
It’s been ten years, you still amaze me
You’re nuts but just,
you’re just the right crazy
Key to her mind is you can't unlock it
If I'm a plug, well, she's not the socket
She's the sparks that fly
when someone flips the switch
I'll always trail her
and there'll always be a hitch
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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10. |
The New Truth
03:36
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THE NEW TRUTH
Lying on the couch
Shouting at the screen
Can't control your mouth
Don't know what it means
But your words
They struck a chord
With a nation growing bored
Of everything it could afford
Sorry bout the others
But we're glad to be alive
Old misfortunes are forgotten
Now the new truth has arrived
Found yourself in charge
They all called your name
Movement grew quite large
We all dressed the same
Just waiting for you to say
That everything would be OK
If we burned it all away
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2001 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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11. |
Chapel of Bones
03:27
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CHAPEL OF BONES
Took a trip to foreign zones
Walked ancient roads of cobblestone
In the chapel made of bones
We stood and stared
Religious men not lunatics
Had built a knave with bones as bricks
Then they hung a crucifix
We weren't scared
I kissed you
in a chapel of bones
Sometimes sleeping by your side
I pretend that you have died
Though I should be horrified
I feel no pain
I feel something I can't express
A soothing kind of emptiness
A sorrow that is fathomless
I can't explain
I kissed you
in a chapel of bones
Other times it's me who's dead
And you who carries on instead
Though your eyes are somewhat red
You do all right
I see you cared for by our friends
I picture you with other men
It's difficult to comprehend
When it gets light
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2002 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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12. |
I Disappear
05:44
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I DISAPPEAR
Wasting away at the DMV
All these ladies acting angry with me
They won’t let me drive my car away
Cuz they know they’re stuck here
each and every day
How can I tell them that I love everyone?
Every sinner, every simpleton?
And they don’t care
They’re barely there
And I’m not here
I disappear
Sitting in traffic on my way downtown
Morning DJs making ugly little sounds
Hundred thousand wheels just waiting to spin
Twenty-five thousand pistols
to keep you cutting in
Pull in the garage when the day is done
Sit for a minute and let the engine run
Watch that big door
come down in the rearview
Family’s waiting inside but I cannot move
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2002 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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13. |
Monti 8
05:20
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MONTI 8
Do you hear a voice?
What does it say?
Did you have a choice?
When was it made?
Some night soon there’ll be no morning
Everything seems like a warning
One moment we both were hugging
Next I’m holding onto nothing
I am so afraid
This can’t be real
Could it be delayed?
Let’s make a deal
Night on Monti 8
We’re all alone
We’re all gonna die
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2002 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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14. |
Hungry Arms
04:26
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HUNGRY ARMS
Wrap my arms around my pillow
Wrap my arms around myself
Wrap my fingers round my whiskey glass
I’m drinking to your health
I will never get to sleep at night
I will never be complete
I will not be held responsible
For collapsing at your feet
Kick cars on the street to set off their alarms
I am magically malicious
I will not eat my Lucky Charms
Until you come and fill
These hungry arms
Twinkle twinkle little bar
Crinkled bills and soggy change
ZZ Top is on the jukebox, man
They understand my pain
Draped you hair across my pillow
Draped your legs across my back
Then you left me bruised and bleeding
Like a hemophiliac
Shooting off my mouth
with no care who it harms
Pardonnez mon Francais
ne pas appeler les gendarmes
Until you come and fill
These hungry arms
There is a hole inside me
There’s one inside you, too
Till you learn to love and nurture it
No good will come to you
Blumenfield/Quirk
©&℗ 2002 People Still Suck Music (ASCAP)
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