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Right and Wrong
04:25
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Right and Wrong
I see right and wrong
I just don’t see the difference enough to understand them
And keeping track is hard
So let’s abandon ship
If I stay a minute longer I’m gonna make a scene you know
If I wait a minute longer I’m gonna make a scene you know
I see the smoke on the mesa
but I can’t make out the signals Play it safe and slowly disintegrate or dive head first off the cliff’s edge I’ve lost all kinds of patience
with the oldest occupation
I know a lot of the back story
I mean really what is the difference? I did the best I could, didn’t I?
I see right and wrong
I just don’t see the difference enough or so I tell myself
there’s nothing to see you know
I did the best I could, didn’t I?
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Dustbin
02:23
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Dustbin
Save it for the time and place
If it’s alright
Save it for the time and face it,
it’s on my mind anyway
(She had every right to know)
You’re like that light that leads you nowhere near the light.
You know there’s always more to come.
But you always sound honest on this one
I found my Faust and Proust in the newspaper comics
And they don’t take this shape,
don’t block the gate
Like the government’s cut the phone
I found my Faust and Proust in the dustbin
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Dying in Slow Motion
Tell me, am I blowing it?
Tell me, am I killing it?
Tell me, am I doing it just right? Tell me, am I dying tonight?
Tell me, am I gonna run out of money? Tell me, am I gonna run out of time? before I run out of my mind
going out of my mind
I’m drinking up the ocean don’t mind the interruption I’ve got a message for you I’ve got a message for you
Tell me what kind of hole I’m in Tell me what kind of fool I’ve been Tell me what I don’t understand which is just about everything that ever happened since age 13
I’m dying in slow motion
I guess you hadn’t noticed I’m thinking of you
I’m thinking of you
Tell me who is and not a friend Tell me when all the fun will end Tell me when will I wake up from this strange dream
I’ve been drifting in and out of for years
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Haley Was a Comet
02:53
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Haley Was a Comet
I don’t wanna wait until you Notice me standing next to you You’d rather be on the sun Incinerating your misfortune Been hangin’ round you a ton And now I’m firing so low
On the way back down
I’m molten now
Firing so low
I don’t wanna wait for you
Until the next blue moon
You would rather chase the sun Count yer money on the run Watching how you’ve come undone
And now I’m firing so low On the way back down I’m molten now
Firing so low
I saw you on TV
Yer not the person you used to be
I can’t believe I used to think
You’d be the one to go gray with me Yer star is dimming but you can’t see
And now I’m firing so low On the way back down I’m molten now
Firing so low
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Over Mulholland
02:31
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Over Mulholland
Half a million years ago I had a girl
Half a million years ago I lost a girl
We’d drive up and over the top of Mulholland And into the arms of the Hollywood night Goddamn I swear
I hated it every time
She didn’t mean what she said When she said what she means I know she wanted my soul
but she didn’t want me
So I was kicked out of the counterculture finally And I went home
Isn’t that what you wanted?
In your finest hour
You got what you wanted
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6. |
Road Yer Driving Now
03:40
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Road Yer Driving Now
I take nostalgia to an obscene level
get sentimental for the things that once bedeviled me
Life’s alright, but it’s getting complicated
At least the past never changes
Until it meets the road your driving now
until the road your driving now
You say that you want it
and then you find that it’s fleeting
but it’s too late to change it
you find you’re going nowhere
road your driving now
Longboard ride on a wave of isolation
to the beaches of a newfangled world
I’m really lazy so I give it other names
like meditation and going to work
on the road your driving now
You say that you want it
and then you find that it’s fleeting
but it’s too late to change it
you find you’re going nowhere
road your driving now
It took a long time to learn to read minds
It took a long time to see the inside
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7. |
Jenny
03:14
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Jenny
It’s just a poison problem
a scar made years ago
I remember just how it happened
you never called me anymore
I’m sure I did something wrong
but I cannot imagine what
and it’s more likely you found out who I was
look through the drawers
it’s all booze and divorces
Your dad says to go another way
and stay that way
and I’m not saying who
was naked behind that door
I’m calling about I’m calling you out
Jenny
Tell me is that everything you want to know
Tell me is that everything you want to know
Jenny
Every single pursuit you simply
define your intentions
and then take the pressure
I suppose it takes a lot of nerve
to overrule the universe
Jenny
When the hook’s set in insight is a problem
you gotta bust out of it is all I’m saying
So I think I know how it will go,
the end of this fireworks show
Everything you want to know, Jenny
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8. |
When I'm Wrong
03:13
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When I’m Wrong
Life’s an exercise in judgment
and opinions differ
I don’t give a shit
but I give a lot of other things
and a lot of time
I write down every minute
that’s how they keep the ship
trapped inside the bottle
don’t know the answer
cuz I haven’t asked the question
Are you coming?
Are you going?
And for how long?
When I run
The sad excitement
of being something
in the world of nothing
You try to make it fit
then you think why bother
And then remember you’ve got
an aunt who is a belly dancer
They can’t keep every ship
trapped inside the bottle
don’t know the answer
cuz I haven’t asked the question
Are you coming?
Are you going?
And for how long?
When I run
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9. |
I Dreamt You Hated Me
03:05
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I Dreamt You Hated Me
I was alone and I need you
You were afraid and I was too
Apocalyptic mental milieu
Can you see the forest through these trees
What does it all mean?
I’m stirring crazy
Can you see that there are few like me
I seem ordinary but cut me open full of pomegranate seeds
I dreamt you hated me
I’ll put up with lightning just need you to like me
I was alone and I need you
You were afraid and I was too
Apocalyptic mental milieu
Can you see the forest through these trees
I see all my buddies
Is this my exequies?
Can you see that there were few like me
This forest is all pomegranate trees
I dreamt you hated me
I dreamt you hated me
I’ll put up with lightning just need you to like me
I dreamt you hated me
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10. |
The Rest of Your Life
03:13
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The Rest of Your Life
After burning up the summer
hit the atmosphere and break apart
It all starts on pins and needles
stuck in the atmosphere to break your fall
Stop taking advice from your haters
Stop picking fights with the neighbors
The band just played a bunch of covers
and the guitars were all out of tune
Everybody thinks they’re Elvis
Everybody’s gotta start somewhere
Come on
Don’t you miss having fun?
Don’t you miss long summer breaks
the arms and the legs
floating on waves
of unending days, you know
You don’t gotta be Obama
But you still gotta do your part
It may not matter much to others
But to be loved then be loveable
The sound that she makes
when the wave breaks
comes in all kinds of shapes
the icing on cakes
You could change it all to diamonds
if you could just keep pushing that hard
The problem’s not a lack of diamonds
It’s what you do with all the diamonds you’ve got
in the time that is the rest of your life
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Bathing Costume
03:06
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Bathing Costume
I guess we’ll see how deep that it goes
Head still up but you can’t touch your toes
A friend calls up from the shallows
It’s getting dark I’m headed in
It’s alright, you can swim a little bit farther out
and still make it home
It’s not alright, if you can’t swim any closer to the light
that might take you back home
Do you want to float?
Do you want to sink?
Do you want an arm to reach down
Someone to tell you don’t drown
Is it all in your head?
Is it time is it space?
here’s a watch, what’s it say?
here’s your pill, here’s your bread
isn’t there enough
time to . . .time to reach you at all?
Who’s a fraud? Who’s a friend?
Here’s a drum, here’s a stick
Here’s a rock, here’s a band
Is it live? Is it dead?
isn’t there enough
time to . . .time to reach you at all?
Do you want to float?
Do you want to sink?
Do you want an arm to reach down
Someone to tell you don’t drown
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12. |
You Don't Belong to Me
02:52
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You Don’t Belong to Me
I can’t really say I took the easy way out
I know I misunderstood, got lost in the woods There’s so much I’m ready to leave behind It’s like a dinosaur facing an asteroid
Cuz you don’t belong to me
How come is it taking so long? I’ve already been down this road How come is it taking so long? I’ve already been down this road Cuz you don’t belong to me
Please please let me be
You like everything sunny-side up
and that means cracking me open and putting me down
Go use the magic on something better than turning bachelors into furniture
Cuz you don’t belong to me
How come is it taking so long? I’ve already been down this road How come is it taking so long? I’ve already been down this road
Please please let me be forgotten I’m not the answer to any question Please please let me be forgotten I’m not the answer to any question
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13. |
All Kinds of Singers
02:38
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All Kinds of Singers
I was under the weather when I wrote you that letter Now I’m feeling much better nobody sends letters
I fell like a phoenix
flying into Phoenix
pick up the receiver say it through the speaker what your mind has concealed
a pin dropped in a field
and it’s all too real
and it’s signed and it’s sealed
The words don’t matter
they’re as light as a feather
The ears that receive them
will never believe them
I heard all kinds of singers from the saints to the sinners
The most I’ll reveal is I don’t say what I feel The walls are like paper
We’re waking the neighbors
I was picking the flowers
I was counting the petals I was scrolling the pages waiting for ages
I heard all kinds of singers from the saints to the sinners
The difference I see
if I’m really gonna leave
I better believe I got a trick up my sleeve Taking the chances, coming up with answers waiting for changes
in the looks on their faces
I heard all kinds of singers from the saints to the sinners
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chinos Los Angeles, California
Chinos is an American indie rock band formed by members of the (more or less long lost) 90's group Rock Band No. 47. Spawned from the dank hallways of KXLU, the band's founding members went full-puppet in order to rock eternally. Folks hear echoes of bands like the Church and the Go-Betweens. Or maybe something from Teen Beat. Chinos can only wish those things were true. But plz, do Try On CHINOS! ... more
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