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The Non-Nudity Clause
01:01
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I know you're just as excited as me
But if I get the lead
then I can't do the nudity
I know the president asked for my breast
but I won't get undressed
so he's gonna have to deal with it
Another million dollars is cool
but i already have one
so I'm gonna insist
I know you're just as excited as me
But if I get involved
then I can't do the nudity
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2. |
Newfound Appreciation
01:13
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I’m getting a newfound appreciation
For the nervousness nerves can feel
when they’re getting a newfound appreciation
I’m gonna get started on this right away
Or I’ll never see you again
And enjoy your newfound appreciation
How could this be any tighter around my chest?
I’m gonna cry in a week’s time
In a week’s time I’m gonna cry, I’m gonna cry
I’m getting a newfound appreciation
For the problems that don’t exist
That I make up on the spot and never ever forget
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3. |
Horse Gets Tired
01:57
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Talking in the pouring rain
Waiting on a self-destructing train
To take me far away from my troubles
and outrun unusual pain
Standing in the sinking sand
Holding all my dreams in my left hand
Waiting on a sympathy letter
From someone I never have met
When a horse gets tired
it dies right on its feet
When I get tired
I barely know how to recede
Suckin down the boulevard
I was such a fool to lose your heart
I’m waiting for a friend with a lotta land
cuz I need a roof on my head
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Oatmeal Cookie
01:09
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For an oatmeal cookie
My attention span
Slept in the eye of a needle
A remorseful man
Test of my devotion
Like a questionnaire
For an oatmeal cookie
For a single glance
I slept like a frostbite victim
Took your guiding hand
Test of my devotion
Til my resting place
For an oatmeal cookie
Or diet soda can
Slept in the tank with the lobsters
Til we could fly again
Test of my devotion
On my bare skin
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5. |
Vardo Leila
01:51
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Come on, come on now
Oh Come
Oh come on and sip
Encouraging echo
Oh Come on now
Come on
It’s already it’s already
Got noisy, noisy
It’s already inside
the noisy, noisy
It’s already inside
the noise the noise
It’s already inside
the noisy, noisy
It’s amplified on string
don’t say don’t say why
you just trust me trust me
i sleep past this nightmare
just trust me trust me
bailing out these lifeboats
just trust me trust me
i know he lost his life
but just trust me trust me
this can be the last
and you trust me trust me
keep me in your night shade
and trust me trust me
that’s what i did
trust me trust me
it’s not gonna die
if it’s two inches nearer
It’s already it’s already
Got noisy, noisy
No one has to start it
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6. |
Brag
01:31
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The only reason I make songs is to brag
The only reason I post about
making songs is to brag
I don’t care if you hear the song
It’s evident from the way I produce the song
There are too many bands, can’t keep track
It’s a shame anyone has to keep track
Of anything at all, not just bands
Like your own ovulation and comic sans
Defense spending, homicidal friends
on top of that there’s way too many bands
Now I’m making a song just to brag
That I made a song instead of being sad
You’re happy when everyone else is sad
You’re happy when everyone else is sad
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7. |
No Secret
01:44
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After the dark age all the ants survive
there’s gonna be a big pillow fight
good idea, we should keep in touch
You're too exciting for my comfort
I don’t have to be your sacred anymore
Unless you wanna keep me secret
No wonder we can’t keep in touch
You bled so much, I saw it all
Who are you keeping secrets from
Your voice is soft like laissez-faire
But i saw you in the radiator
Glued your palm to the liberty bell
like Mississippi needs a husband
No wonder we can’t keep in touch
You bled so much, I saw it all
Who are you keeping secrets from
Voice is soft, no secret
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8. |
It Gets Darker
01:41
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It gets darker, out here,
earlier in the day, this time of year
I did nothing
to keep my finger on the pulse
It just happened to be
That I understand
When it gets bleak
It’s just like you planned
We looked up to someone
Who made guns
Seminary seeds
… it gets bleak
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9. |
War Is Too Important
01:31
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War is too important to be left to the generals
War is too important to be left to the generals
Finally I’m feeling free
Doves in my head are released
Oh after the dead are released
Oh Finally I’m feeling
Love is too important to be left to the lovers yet
But love is too important to be left to a lovesick man
Oh Finally I’m feeling free
Doves in my head are released
Oh after the dead are released
Oh Finally I’m feeling
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