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Good Morning
04:52
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Good morning, everybody. What’s the problem now?
Seems like you’ve got such a heavy burden.
If it makes you so unhappy,
Why don’t you just put it down?
Just put it down, put it down
Just put it down
In the daytime, when the pressure’s high
Precious moments seem to pass you by
It’s okay, don’t waste your time
Just to prove that you’re no friend of mine
You’re no friend of mine, no friend of mine
So just walk on by
In the evening, when the sun hangs low
You can find me hanging out my window
Whistling my favorite sad songs
I used to miss you, but something better came along
It came along, it came along
And it can’t go wrong
[break]
After midnight, when you close your eyes
And with your lovers, you are so entwined
You can whisper any lies you want
It makes no difference; you still got what you got
And that’s what you got, that’s what you got
That’s all you’ve got.
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2. |
Halloween
05:47
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I don’t feel so good tonight
Everything I do is wrong
I think I’ll go and ride my bike
And try to sing myself a song
It’s Halloween
Everybody’s dressed up as angels and demons
I can’t stay home
There’s too many nightmares mingled with dreams
And I could go and see my friends
Run around stay up all night
Drink some alcohol again
And try to chase after the light
It’s Halloween
Everybody’s dressed up and everybody’s messed up
I can’t stay home
There’s too much commotion out here on the street
So I ride around the town
Singing softly to the sky
As I mingle with the sound
Of all the strangers passing by
It’s Halloween
Everybody’s dressed up like punkers and hippies
I can’t go home
‘Cause now my bedroom is filled up with leaves
And the pumpkin flowers bloom
And the stars come twinkling down
Like a hail of precious jewels
While i ride around this town
It’s Halloween
It’s Halloween
It’s Halloween
Everybody’s dressed up
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3. |
Forty Days
04:47
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When I was a child, I thought the world was good
I looked up to my father then, and I believe he understood
With the passing of time, I saw my mother cry
The world began to change for me, and I went out to the neighborhood
And all of those times, when I got high
I felt like I was born again, I felt like I could kiss the sky
But every time that I came back down
I felt just like the devil’s child, I swore I’d make my father cry
After a while, I started wondering why
After all these years, am I still alive?
If god is almighty, why would he need a son?
And if he was the chosen man, why was he chosen to die?
[break]
One of these days, when it come back down
I’ll open up my eyes and say “Jesus Christ was born today”
But for now I just pray to the gods of war
‘Cause in the meantime, there isn’t much else to say
Except if god is almighty, he doesn’t need a son
And if he was the chosen man, he was chosen to die.
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4. |
Golden Body
05:24
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The body lies on the sand
Naked and radiant
The morning tide’s receding hand
Comes rolling back in again
Pale as stone and just as cold
Found here by a fisherman
The morning light reflects the gold
Hidden beneath the skin
Her life was short and much too fast
Haunted by images
From magazines and tv screens
And more familiar damages
If I were that fisherman
I’d send her back out to sea
Burning in the midnight sun
Set the soul free
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