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Spouting Off
01:56
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If you ever wanna really take over can I be the one that you call?
You light the match and I’ll cover the bodies with lampblack and alcohol
Don’t forget the incandescence of iron if you really wanna see a show
Keep it up till it’s only us two and the static on the radio
But you ain’t really bout it
You ain’t really bout it
You’re just, you’re just, you’re just, you’re just
Spouting off
You’re just, you’re just, you’re just, you’re just
Just spouting
And I don’t see why you feel the need
To repeat, like I wasn’t listening the first time
Then you called this a killing spree
Cause you’re not hearing me
You’re not hearing me correctly
And are you with me?
Or are you gonna be against me?
Cause you ain’t really bout it
You ain’t really bout it
You’re just, you’re just, you’re just, you’re just
Spouting off
You’re just, you’re just, you’re just, you’re just
Just spouting
And I don’t see why I need to change
And I don’t see why you need to change
And I don’t see how I’m meant to live
Without you, without you, without you
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2. |
Cookin' My Own Ass
02:28
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Hey, easy come and easy go
It’s just nice to know
That it was all so easy
And, another day goes by
Are you going for a drive?
Being alone ain’t easy
But I don’t feel bad about it
And I don’t feel mad about it
And I don’t feel sad about it
Should I feel like that about it?
Am I going the right way about it?
Is there any more to say about it?
I’m having everyone ‘round and you might be surprised at what I’m cooking up
I’m cookin’ my own ass, grab a plate
Hey everybody’s got shit,
Nobody’s got any to give,
But I’ve given out a few,
And I’ve gotten one from you,
But if you’ve got a spare can I have another?
I’ve got time, got time on my side, but I ain’t got time to sacrifice, have a good time, don’t waste my time, it’s eating time so get in line
Grab yourself a fucking plate, I know you want some of this shit
Cookin’ my own ass, grab a plate
And I don’t feel bad about it
And I don’t feel mad about it
And I don’t feel sad about it
Should I feel like that about it?
Am I going the right way about it?
Is there any more to say about it?
I’m having everyone ‘round and you might be surprised at what I’m cooking up
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3. |
I<3NYC
02:52
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I like the Brooklyn Bridge by moonlight
Watching birds in central park
I like the 57th avenue
Strolling the sidewalks after dark
I love New York City
You love New York City
Who loves New York City?
Do you love New York City
Man I love this city, it's where I pound my feet
Hustling with Dee Dee on the corner of the street
Now we're going south, to get on a ferry
Down to Ellis Island, to see Lady Liberty
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4. |
Fuck That Dude
02:38
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I’m uncool, you don’t gotta tell me
We are well aware
me, myself and the thoughts we share
And I’m a loser, because I’ll tell me
Anything at all
And what a fool I am, I believe it all
When I’m feeling lonely
Am I feeling lonesome too?
And I need somebody
Anybody
Other than you-know-who
You’re so cool
Yes I gotta tell you
When you call it like you do
Shit, not much - what’s new with you?
Oh you’re feeling like a loser
I thought that that was my job
I know how you feel
You wanna yell “FUCK YOU” when the shit gets really
And you’re feeling lonely
Are you feeling lonesome too?
Do you need somebody?
Anybody?
Other than you know who
Cause Fuck that Dude
Fuck that Dude
Fuck that Dude in the mirror,
Cause that dude ain’t you
Fuck that Dude
Yelling fuck that dude in the mirror
Cause that dude ain’t you
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5. |
Sittin' One Out
04:17
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Back and forth we need a change of topic
Who needs to determine the tropic
I would too choose not to comment
A statement being the extent of my involvement
I’m fine,
Sorry I’m not wasting your time
What should I say?
You’ll just disagree anyway
Back and forth we need a change of topic,
Who knows something no one else knows?
Jenny can see in kaleidoscopic
She knows something no one else knows
Get down, getting funky, man we’re feeling anthropic, cause we know something no one else knows
Don’t you just love it when I -
I know something no one else knows
Cause we all know something, no one knows nothing, some have just got something to prove.
Wanna know something? No one knows it all, but some think that they do
Yes some think that they do
But not me,
I’m fine,
Sorry I’m not wasting your time
What should I say?
You’ll just disagree anyway
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6. |
Woodlouse
02:04
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Feeling pretty good but I think I need to separate my conscience
So I step outside and I light a cigarette
Maybe two
Thinking where I’m at looks a lot like a Hollywood film set
In the middle of the thought I saw my special friend
Sitting, Ready
Waiting For me
Pick him up he
Is conforming
What’s this Feeling
Laying dormant
Here in this parking lot
Then a light came off of my face
And it was no longer my face
I was the woodlouse
The woodlouse was me
A mutual respect that
We both come in peace
And in good company, mutual telepathy
We both see the cadences
Communicating comic relief,
We sympathize with each other’s condition,
We sympathize that this could all be fiction,
His big black eyes are beading in my head,
We joke that we might both be dead
Then a light came off of my face
And it was no longer my face
Now I can roll up into a cool ball
He laughed and said he couldn’t wait to tell his friends
Put me down if you’d like or we can just hang out
I’ll never look at a roly poly the same again
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