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Desdemona
04:45
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She jumps from buildings, planes and bridges
She’s got a tiger by the tail
She laughs at all my trepidation
My need to hold on to the rail
Her time is brief and interrupted
A haiku read in fits and starts
She likes to play the rock and roller
She likes to blow that shit apart
She says “Be my entourage
Be my entourage
Be my camouflage
Be my entourage
I’ll be your baby”
She’s just a slave to optimism
She likes to whistle in the dark
She whistles right through til the morning
She sleeps it off in Central Park
Sir Frankie Drake, Vasco da Gama
They understand her point of view
She’s got one eye on the horizon
Don’t think the other one’s on you
She says “Be my entourage
Be my entourage
Ensemble sur la plage
Be my entourage
Be my entourage
I’ll be your girl”
We made some plans about the future
The future came and then it went
She said “I am the nemesis of reason
I like to throw you off the scent”
I said “Your faith in human nature
It leaves you open to attack”
She said “I’m not your Desdemona
Don’t draw a target on my back
“Just be my entourage
Be my entourage
Be my entourage
Be my camouflage
Be my entourage
Be my entourage
I’ll be your girl”
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2. |
Members Bar
03:52
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My girlfriend rode out of Palmerston North
On the pillion of a Yamaha
My ten dollars on a place came in fourth
I’ve been drinking at the members’ bar
You’d best believe that I am
Drinking at the Members Bar
I’m swimming in a sea
I’m swimming in a bounded ocean
I’m swimming in a sea
Of teal and grey carpet
I’m studying the form
I’m studying the wins and losses
I’m studying the form
Of a two year filly called Chelsea Girl
The table’s never known
The table it is unfamiliar
The table’s never known
The weight of an ashtray
I’m studying the colour
The colour of the horse in question
The colour of the horse is
As red as her hair was
As red as her auburn hair
My girlfriend rode out of Palmerston North
On the back of someone’s FZR
My ten dollars on a place came in fourth
I’ve been drinking at the Members Bar
My girlfriend rode out of Waipukurau
Who’d imagine she would go so far?
My ten bucks looks like it’s pulling a plough
And I’m drinking at the Members Bar
You’d best believe that I am
Drinking at the Members Bar
What else is there to do but
Drinking at the Members Bar
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3. |
Jesus Loves You
03:13
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I watched you change into your shepherd’s costume
I watched you swimming at the camp
I felt the spirit rising up within me
Like the lighting of a lamp
Is this a wonder of His own creation
Or just a wrinkle in His plan?
There is no mention of this kind of feeling
In Good News for Modern Man
Now everything is strange
And all I know is
Jesus loves me
Jesus loves you too
But Jesus does not love you like I do
I understand about the earth and heaven
And the fall from Paradise
But I understand the Tree of Knowledge
When I look into your eyes
Now everyone is strange
And all I know is
Jesus loves me
Jesus loves you too
But Jesus does not love you like I do
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4. |
Watercooler
03:57
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By the watercooler
And by the Coke machine
Where the sign says “I am not your mother
Kindly keep this kitchen clean”
Smell of Estee Lauder
In conditioned air
Sound of fingers dancing on a keyboard
Everywhere
Feel it everywhere
I don’t love you because I want to
I love you just the same
With a love that
Will not say its name
I have written memos
I have filed reports
I have wandered corridors and stairways
Never once revealed my thoughts
If I chance to see you
In a crowded bar
I will shout above the conversation
“Here I am! Baby, there you are!”
Always hiding every feeling
That you’re conscious of
They can hear your heartbeat through the ceiling
Twenty seven floors above
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I can remember you so pale
Like a refrigerator
Where was that hellhound on your trail?
Did you shake it off?
I’ve never seen you out this late
Loose-lipped and dancing
You had a whole mess on your plate
Did you eat it up?
I like your black sunglasses
Kinda like Dolce & Gabbana
Seems like a whole new situation
“Everybody gets born again
Everybody gets born again
You believe it or you just pretend but
Everybody gets born again”
I never like to look within
I just read the papers
Won’t put a razor to my skin
But you go right ahead
I like your black sunglasses
Kinda like Jacqueline Onassis
How did you come to this position?
“Everybody gets born again
Everybody gets born again
You believe it or you just pretend
Cos everybody gets born again”
I like your crimson jumpsuit
Kinda like Pinky Tuscadero
I want to know your little secret
“Everybody gets born again
Everybody gets born again
Take a number and they’ll call you when
It’s your turn to get born again”
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6. |
Satellite
02:25
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It’s time for you to fly
Time to fly away
Time to fly away
You’ll fly around the world
Like a satellite
I hope you’ll see the world
And it’s good to you
Oh so good to you
And then I’ll think of you
When you’re far away
Oh so far away
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7. |
Drama King
04:13
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All the high priests of Memphis
And the latter day saints
They won’t intervene for me no more
Or hear my complaints
I called all the help lines
But they weren’t any help
I burned all your scented candles
At both ends and then
I prayed at the shrines
Dressed to the nines
Got jack again
I tried everything but nothing will bring you back again
I consulted the star charts
Looked into the glass
When all of the mist cleared I could see
None of this coming to pass
It’s all a distraction
And I’ve sealed all our fates
The more that I square this circle
The less you care but then
I prayed at the shrines
Dressed to the nines
Got jack again
I tried everything but nothing will bring you back again
I’m a little out of place in your crowd
I’ve covered the exits
The hostages wait
News anchors repeat themselves until
Someone runs for the gate
It wasn’t my idea
To end up like this
But love is a foreign language
On a bathroom wall
I prayed at the shrines
Dressed to the nines
Got jack again
I tried everything but nothing will bring you back again
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8. |
Imperfect Summer
03:21
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I had a plan
You had a plan
It wasn’t the same at all
I was waiting at the airport
You stopped off to get the alcohol
Down at the beach
Up at the house
We circled like asteroids
There were your friends
There were my friends
And that overlap we can’t avoid
It’s been a ball for the pessimists
My imperfect summer
Perfect summer
Go cross another one off the list
My imperfect summer
Driving down those metal roads
The “Loose Seal” signs are just a code
They say “Set your heart to damage mode
When you get back to town”
A bluer sky, a pinker Floyd
Won’t stop you feeling paranoid
You’ll still be broke and unemployed
When autumn comes around
It’s been a ball for the pessimists
My imperfect summer
Perfect summer
Go cross another one off the list
My imperfect summer
You had a plan
I had a plan
But nobody had a prayer
When our young heart gets unbroken
We’ll be happy just to breathe the air
It’s been a ball for the pessimists
My imperfect summer
Perfect summer
Go cross another one off the list
My imperfect summer
Neither of us made a decent fist
Of an imperfect summer
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9. |
Diamond Eyes
04:11
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Your eyes are shining like diamonds
I want to hide them away
Your eyes are shining like diamonds
There’s nothing more I can say
When I see them I cry
Your gaze can light up the sky
Your eyes are shining like diamonds
Drawing me deep into you
Your eyes are shining like diamonds
There’s nothing more I can do
When I see them I cry
Your gaze can light up the sky
And I would run for you
And I would run from you
And I would reach for you
And I would hide from you
And I would try for you
And I would cry for you
And I would lie for you
And I would die for you
Your eyes are shining like diamonds
Your gaze can light up the sky
Your eyes are shining like diamonds
And when I see you I cry
Your eyes are shining like diamonds
Your eyes are shining
I want to hide them away
There’s nothing more I can say
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10. |
My Garden
03:16
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All the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink
And the bedclothes lying on the floor
Open up a bottle if you need a drink
Never gonna make that bed no more
I took all the souvenirs from my hometown
I took all the water from the well
I took all the papers in the third drawer down
And the sad, sad story that they tell
But I left my garden
Yeah I left my garden
I left my garden all alone
Red and purple flowers as a monument
And a pile of boxes in the drive
Bits of wood and metal where your money’s spent
On the things you cannot keep alive
Cos you left your garden
Yeah you left your garden
You left your garden all alone
You left your garden
Yeah you left your garden
Now it’s got a life to call its own
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11. |
Glue Me
02:54
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Glue me
I’m falling apart
Sue me
For breaking your heart
Could be the horse and the cart
Are in the wrong order
In the wrong order again
Put down your poison pen
And let’s go to bed
Mirror at the sink
Who’s the loneliest of all?
It’s worser than you think
To let yourself go
With nowhere to fall
Glue me
I’m falling apart
Sue me
For breaking your heart
Could be the horse and the cart
Are in the wrong order
In the wrong order again
Put down your poison pen
And let’s go to bed
I said to myself there’s some way
Some way to contain this
There’s nothing decided we can
Still rearrange this
When you lose your head
When the upside lets you down
When the line goes dead
You can still call me
And I’ll come around
Glue me
I’m falling apart
Sue me
For breaking your heart
You, me
Go back to the start
And do it all over
Do it all over again
We’re wasting our time til then
So let’s go to bed
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Sergeant Major
I’m afraid that our relationship is permanently over
My behaviour is a burden to ambition now
It’s time for me to say goodbye
Though it may not be the best thing for me
Still I have to try
Cos it’s all I ever wanted to be
Now I’m singing
I’m waiting for the shop to open
I’m waiting for the shop to open now
I’m waiting for the shop to open
Get my share of love and affection
I’m a stranger
On a journey to the promised land of hope and inspiration
There’s a danger that I’ll never make it back again
There’s too much to be overcome
Though it may not be the best thing for me
Still I’m on the run
With a milkshake desperado or three
And I’m singing
I’m waiting for the shop to open
I’m waiting for the shop to open now
I’m waiting for the shop to open
Get my share of love and affection
Though it may not be the best thing for me
Still I have to try
Cos it’s all I ever wanted to be
And I’m singing
I’m waiting for the shop to open
I’m waiting for the shop to open now
I’m waiting for the shop to open
Get my share of love and affection
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13. |
Louis Sings the Blues
00:38
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Lawnmaster Wellington, New Zealand
Lawnmaster are a guitar pop band from Wellington. They're not famous.
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