Half As Much
Bell tower
at the station
is ringin' the morning out.
imprisoned by
the situation.
Would be every bit as sour
if I miss you half as much.
Miss you half as much.
The man at the track
sent all the passengers back
and said the 3:29 wouldn't come.
No locomotion just devotion.
I folded the map into the book on my lap
and wondered if I would feel half as numb
if I miss you half as much.
Miss you half as much.
In a year or two
we'll see this distance and this heartache through.
I never realized
that I would need the joys and secrets of your eyes
that much.
Bells chime
in the hallway.
You better believe that I
be only loving you for
always.
'Cause there'll never be a time
I could love you half as much.
Love you half as much.
Love you half as much.
Sad Girl
Sad girl,
taking every cue from every ad, girl.
Hopelessness is easy when it's a fad, girl.
And being good is only when you're a bad girl.
Woah...
Sad girl,
maybe you've got every reason in this mad world.
Sad girl,
showing there is nothing you want to be.
Rejecting anyone who loves you truly.
And holding that expression like it's a duty.
Woah...
Sad girl,
what is it that makes you such a beauty?
Once in a while, to hold your head high
would leave you a sell out.
Resigned to ask why, devoted to die,
When everything that you've been told,
by any person that you hold,
when any happiness and love will
give you every reason to lie.
Sad girl,
taking every cue from every ad, girl.
Depression is romantic when it's a fad, girl.
And being good is only when you're a bad girl.
Woah...
Sad girl,
uh, Maybe you've got every reason in this mad world.
Maybe,
Sad girl,
uh, Maybe you've got every reason in this
uh, man's world. (Sad, sad, girl...)
Woah...sad girl. (Sad, sad, girl...)
You Can't Be Too Careful
You can't be too careful.
You can't agonize over it.
You can't be too careful.
Make your mind up and go for it.
You say you wanna make some changes,
maybe quit and get an education.
Maybe you'd like Louisiana,
you could maybe manage a plantation.
There's always teaching English in Tokyo,
or maybe you'd be better off here.
Come a little bit closer.
I wanna put a little word.
put a little word in your ear.
You can't be too careful.
You can't agonize over it.
You can't be too careful.
Make your mind up and go for it.
Now, now you wanna go skiing in Aspen,
but you're ashamed of your equipment. (you're ashamed of)
And you're dyin' for a fairy tale romance, (it all...)
but you're not that good at commitment.
When you feel like Woody Allen for the dialogue,
but you prefer Tarantino's vision.
Holding up the ticket line
is not the time,
not the time to make this decision.
You can't be too careful.
You can't agonize over it.
You can't be too careful.
Make your mind up and go for it.
You can't be too careful.
You can't agonize over it.
You can't be too careful.
Make your mind up and go for it.
I Will Hold On
I'll hold you if you feel you'll fall
I'll hold your hand if you just need a friend
I'll hold the line so you can call
I'll hold the feelings you don't want to end
You know that it's true
When I hold you
There'll be no secrets
I believe it
I'll hold your tears if you must cry
I'll hold your breath if that won't make you blue
I'll hold the truth if you must lie
and I'll hold off choice till you know what to do
You know that it's true
When I hold you
There are no secrets
I believe it
So I will hold on
And if that's not what you're used to
Then I may refuse to
Hold off
well, maybe that's not what you're used to
How can I refuse you?
I'll hold the train till you get on
I'll hold the mirror so you can fix your hair
I'll hold the pain till it is gone
and I'll hold my ground when people stop and stare
You know that it's true
When I've held you
There are no secrets
You must believe it
I'll hold the beating of my heart
I'll hold my breath if you will tell me to
I'll hold the hope that we won't part
and I'll hold off death so I can live with you
You knew it was true
When I held you
There were no secrets
I believed it
So I will hold on
And if that's not what you're used to
Then I may refuse to
Hold off
well, maybe that's not what you're used to
How can I refuse you?
So I will hold on
And if that's not what you're used to
Then I may refuse to
Hold off
well, maybe that's not what you're used to
How can I refuse you?
Earthquakes
I'm gonna go and see where we're at...
yeah...???
1...2...3...uhh...ehh...uhhh...ssss
He doesn't care if you're punctual
no reward for an early bird.
Ho!
And he don't care if you're dysfunctional,
we've only recently heard that word.
And the infamous nictotine user.
I think he doesn't really care about that.
No.
The butcher, the baker, the boozer.
It doesn't matter if you're skinny or fat.
Look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Look at the wind...
Woo! How it's loose and free...
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
I've been watching for seven straight hours
there hasn't been a damn thing on!
And there hasn't been a damn thing on.
And I feel like I'm losin' my powers.
uhh-huh-ho...
All my get up and go has all gone
And I lied to my local panhandler (I told a big fat lie to the pan-man)
Said I couldn't have the change
Start off straight but I get to meander
I got the aim but I don't have the range
woah...
Look at the clouds, yeees, look at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Uh, Look at the wind...
How it's loose and free...
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
Well, the future looks like distant thunder.
Well, because
I'm never sure that I'll get paid.
And I'm pissed that I'm not gettin' younger.
Gettin' pretty, gettin' love, gettin' laid.
And on the talk show, cat fight, playoff,
well, everybody gives 'em a hand.
And the radio sounds like a payoff,
I just don't understand.
Look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes (shhhhh...)
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Hey!
Uh, Look at the wind...
Wooo!, how it's loose and free...
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
When She Talks
When she talks I listen.
It's something significant because I don't often.
Words passed on a boat
I'll remember every note.
When she talks
When she talks.
When she smiles it's lovely.
She handles the boys when the drinking gets ugly.
I'll never understand
How she's always in command. (Always in command)
When she talks
When she talks
I listen.
A man should not be blamed
For wanting to make her mine.
But you can't define the girl
She's her
and I would never try.
When it's time I know she won't stay with me.
How could just one man ever make her happy?
My vision of the sea
My lasting memory (Lasting memory)
When she talks
When she talks
I listen.
Splatter Splatter
Kids in their PJs
Big bowl of nachos
Another perfect day in Rhodedendron Park.
The sun is shining
Now dad's reclining
Roll down the blinds to watch a movie in the dark.
Some buxom ladies
A lambourghini
Shadowy motives in a shadowy land.
Some idle chatter
then Splatter splatter
Cue soundtrack music from the up-and-coming band.
This is the best (This is...just a movie.)
I've ever seen. (She's just a teen...)
I want to see it
Again and again and again.
She's babysitting and doing homework.
A sudden phone call from the senior quarterback.
She loves attention, she craves attention
He's got a present for her from her daddy's shack
She getting cozy
The window rattles
A few allusions to last summer's episode.
The windows shatter
then Splatter splatter
What could be more perfect than to see her head explode?
This is the best (This is...just a movie)
I've ever seen (She's just a teen)
I want to see it
Again and again and again
She's just a teen
I want to see it
Again and again and again
We came from monkeys, we once were hunted
Perhaps we recognize that hunted human face
Maybe the suburbs are just far too antiseptic
Kids need some splatter splatter messing up the place.
This is the best (This is...just a movie)
I've ever seen (She's just a teen)
I want to see it
Again and again and again and again
Again and again and again
This is the best (This is...just a movie)
I've ever seen (She's just a teen)
I want to see it
Again and again and again
Again and again and again
Again and again and again
Independence Day
The streamers were red and gold.
And all of the stores stayed closed.
And everybody couldn't wait
For the fireworks display.
The city had a hot dog stand
and lovers walked hand in hand.
And me standing there alone
Except for the clowns I suppose.
And the people came around on Independence Day
And the children let go their balloons and flew away.
Then the wind swung around to the east
And the rain came down in sheets.
I saw trees bending to the ground
And people running all around.
I stuck my hands into my coat
Felt the letter you wrote.
I said "This is Independence Day.
I wonder how I'll celebrate?"
And the people came around on Independence Day
And the children let go their balloons and flew away.
Red and gold (red and gold...) bleed down to black.
Once it's gone (once it's gone), it won't come back.
And the people came around on Independence Day
And the children let go their balloons and flew away.
Geneveive, I do believe I can't go on this way
Now I know what freedom is on Independence Day.
Downsizing
Color balloons, an appreciative handshake,
if that counts as severance then don't waste your breath.
We gave our times to a company planning our death.
Well, it's a new challenge my family hasn't yet met.
I've sat at this desk and tried to be honest,
22 years with these men on the line.
Records set profits, then how's this a sign of the times?
I won't tell my wife, I will work it out,
things will be fine.
It's the message we
send.
Our relevance
pays.
It's not the end...
of these working man's days.
Make up your mind and make me a statistic.
Make a production machine had it debt
Cast the man out, too, now, making a living regret.
Well, some build their fortunes on others who
build what they get.
It's the message we
send.
Our relevance
pays.
It's not the end...
of these working man's days.
I picture myself
with all of your freedom to choose.
yeah...
Do you picture yourself?
with all of your wealth you can use.
Step into my shoes...
bastard.
Don't hold your breath,
but don't hold out your hand.
Hold your head up and be brave to a man.
Some day they'll lose something worse
and then they'll understand.
For now we just pick up our things
and find work where we can.
It's the message we
send.
Our relevance
pays.
It's not the end...
of these working man's days. (ahhhh...)
It's the message we
send.
Our relevance
pays.
It's not the end...
of these working man's days.
Hate Letter
No..
There was a perfume on the breeze,
the moon, the trees...
In a great northern open...
When our love was goin' on, and on
We made a home for two worlds, two strings
Now I'm pacing, always
bumping into all the same things
Sometimes you gotta wonder what is going on
I won't miss you
When it's finally final
Our love is final
You come home and your stuff's out on the lawn
I don't think that I will miss you
I don't think that I will miss you
I probably won't keep in touch
Cuz I don't love you that much (that much...)
Totally rockin, totally loose
Totally decent, totally spruce
Goin' to Murray's, goin' to Mike's
Goin' to Jian's, ridin' on bikes
Covered as smokey,
Workin' royal orchard, Workin' Laura Lee
Totally wicked, totally cool
Mister Paul Murray totally rules
Totally Sony, totally great
once in a while, to hold your head high
he's on the bass totally jammin', totally lax
totally headcheck, total max tax, total Joe Lewey, totally Styx
city had a hot rock band
totally Lola, total that chips, totally rockin,
totally loose
If I love you half as much
big fat lie to the pan-man
Totally decent, totally spruce
Totally decent, totally spruce
Totally decent, totally spruce
There was a perfume on the breeze
The moon, the trees
Now there's shit in the trumpet
For all the bloodletting, we've still got the same disease
I still got the same disease
Satan in satin slippers
Christ on a crooked crutch
Cuz I don't love you that much (I don't love you that much,)
don't love you that much
I don't...
No I don't love (love) you that much
No I don't love you that much
Yeah, I don't love you that much.....
yeah...look at the clouds...
I love this one
look at the earthquakes
Wow...it's...an oldie! (yeah...yeah...)
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
You could use either a banjo or dobro
Look at the leaves
Loose and free (loose and...)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
broke a note
If Only You Knew
The mist of the morning in this strange town,
lifted slowly with the sun,
refracted the rays in a thousand ways,
a new day just begun.
And it crowded against my window sill,
still sweet with the morning dew.
If only you knew,
how much I think of you.
Into the van and down the road,
along the highway fast.
With this band I ride through the countryside,
the seasons slidin' past.
I spy a humble homestead there,
with a garden and a river view.
If only you knew,
how much I think of you.
By a stream of running water,
I heard you laugh.
I closed my eyes for an hour and a half,
and tried to make you appear.
I swear in the beauty of the setting sun,
you were here.
An old troubador on the street that night,
plays for our passin' change.
On a fiddle in g, a melody,
mysterious and strange.
He learned on a green distant mountain top,
a wedding waltz,
so sweet and true.
If only you knew,
how much I think of you.
If only you knew
how much I think of you.
(Mike speaking)
Dave, are you below the safe low limit on that last one?
(Jian speaking)
That was great for me.
My Poor Generation
(Mike speaking)
A lot of...
(Murray speaking)
It's better than the actual...
(Mike speaking)
Second key...oh, that sounds like stereo to me...
(Jian speaking)
You're just gonna have to watch every transfer
(Murray speaking)
I know...but I don't want...
(Jian speaking)
Well, you...
My poor generation,
we're on for the ride,
an ocean of choices,
pulled out on the tide.
We're handed a beach ball,
and told to pick a side.
Drowned in information.
My poor generation.
My poor generation
don't know what it means,
the shock of the mountain
compared to magazines.
Is it timeless and holy,
or just a hill of beans?
Lost in Union Station.
My poor generation.
Maybe we're just looking in a fun house
mirror and lovin' our reflection.
Maybe corporate raiders got too greedy in the 80's
and bought up all the direction
My poor generation
airborn with nothin' to land on.
Baffled by bullshit,
grounded with nothin' to stand on.
Poor little fat cats,
nothin' anyone planned on.
Unique in all creation.
My poor generation.
My poor generation.
My poor generation.
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