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I'm 15 centimeters tall A single step's a sturdy wall A dark and distant port of call from you I move through a different sort of space A day takes years for me to trace While age redecorates my face, it's true I set my soul to sleep Beneath your shoes Lord knows I'm tired Of thinkin' bout you, you Of thinkin' about you, you, you It don't take a champion to talk About how to line yourself in chalk Run like hell instead of walk, thank you In a cold and mercenary field Back bared by reinvented wheels The broken bones you can't conceal poke through I set my soul to sleep Beneath your shoes Lord knows I'm tired Of thinkin' bout you, you Of thinking about you, you Of thinking about you, you Of thinking about you, you, you

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Pile of leaves color the ground, hollow wind chimes breathe beautiful sounds Roads bleed with cars stuck in drive And it breaks my heart to be alive Having a mind that is always the same, beating through days in a solid refrain It knows how all it loves will survive But it breaks my heart to be alive I know my soul is an infinite chain, weather will go while flowers remain I hold the one who mirrors me best, and the happiest birds make the sturdiest nests The sound of these things tell me Honey, it's alright. But it breaks my heart to be alive Sometimes It breaks my heart to be alive

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Below a wide and wary sea/Diverge the sounds of dark decree/He must wait these thousand years before he can hold his love again/So he builds his cold career/On sticky Salt of bitter tears/while planets dance in reverie/Before he can hold his love again/Death removes where shadows crawl topless towers of cities fall/We warp beneath the old behest that calm convenes with sin confessed/With purple heart o'er bended knee he gives himself to memory and vanishes in holy sky before he can hold his love again.

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Take your pretty time drawing that dividing line, collecting all your consonant rhymes ‘til everything seems perfect. Hitchhike with hypocrites with borrowed fame and surly wits, and learn to talk some glorious shit ‘til everything seems perfect. Oh what a wild campaign to hate the things you can’t explain. Why should I take my tea with one who rolls their eyes at me, and spreads bad news like potpourri? Oh how stale the scenery becomes for those who disagree with one, and all and everything – it’s never gonna be perfect.

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Red lights beat through shadows and lay like carpet on the bar. I talk in waves to happy fellows while some jackass plays guitar. Oh it’s hard. Graveyard ghosts come out on weekends to perch like pigeons on my wall. They know how all on which I depend dies easily without your call. Oh it’s hard. Let’s start the day with losin’ bets, set our dials and crash our cars. Let’s feed that baby cold regrets, now we know she won’t get far. I will wash all of my windows to better see the same old view. I’ll pretend to roll in pillows, though all the needles poke right through. Oh it’s hard.

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Cut across enemy lines, tip my toes on a ball of twine - how did I get out here? Sun shines like a ball of lint on broken minds in paper splints - how did I get out here? I don’t wanna be out here. Rusty nails and dirty socks, lonely heart like a letterbox - what do I do out here? Set myself on a throne of leaves; join firsts and lasts with great betweens – what do I do out here? I don’t wanna be out here. Throw a thousand eyes like scattered seeds while time passes by on an orange breeze – now that I’m out here. I don’t wanna be out here.

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Who's gonna fight the better fight tackle the tigers when the lights get low and we all go down underground. Who's gonna build that ivory tower gather the gold before the lights get low and we all float down underground. I'll find a love with eyes like diamonds we'll grow a garden by the sea sow green 'for we all get low underground. Birds will parade through the blue sing out our names as we all take roll from our place down low underground.

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Let’s get far away from here to a place with a different view. We’ll roll on ‘til the songs sing of things that are shiny and new. You know that someone’s always got it worse than you – oh it’s true. Just remember that I love you.

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There's something in my trousers (What's that you say?) There's something in my trousers (How does it feel?) Oh, it's warm. There's a churning inside (Help me narrow it down) And I'm feeling kind of dirty (Now get out of town) And now lady is gone. So you're talking to a lady? (Guilty as charged) Things were getting kind of heavy? Gotta try hard to hold it all in and now lady is gone. Don't say another word, I know. Don't say another, I know. I've spoke too much already (no you've been quite vague) And it's causing all the sweating (Why don't you try it again?) I can't because there's something in my trousers (repeat)

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Oh I ain't going into work tomorrow, and if anybody asks, I'll be at home with my baby, getting lazy, we're joining the leisure class. I've said bye to all my toils and troubles, trade them in for love and laughs. Home with my baby, getting lazy, we're joining the leisure class. Oh my hands are free of callouses, there's no sweat on my brow. My heart is free of malices, it's all so easy now. I ain't going into work tomorrow, and if anybody asks, I'll be home with my baby, getting lazy, we're joining the leisure class. Oh my hands are free of callouses, there's no sweat on my brow. My heart is free of malices, it's all so easy now. Oh I ain't going into work tomorrow, and if anybody asks, I'll be home with my baby, getting lazy, we're joining the leisure class. Oh, home with my baby, getting lazy, we're joining the leisure class.

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Who likes to party? I like to party. How you like to party? I party like this! I like to party with girls, and girls like to party with me. Doodley da dee da da. I like to party with girls, and girls like to party with me. So if you're having a party and you want it to be bouncin', pencil two names on your guest list: Andy Bean and The Councilman. I like to party with girls, and girls like to party with. I like to party with, I like to party with girls. And girls like to party with, girls like to party with me. Doodley da dee da da. I like to party with, I like to party with girls. And girls like to party with, girls like to party with me. So if you're havin' a good time, but your boyfriend is acting mean, open your window, call for rescue, "Hey, Councilman! Hey, Andy Bean!" I like to party with girls, and girls like to party with me. Girls like to party with me! Girls like to party with me! Doodley da dee da da.

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This Balloon that we're on, is tied down to the ground, Like a mirror reflects sound, it's got a touchdown (x4)

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INSTRUMENTAL

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INSTRUMENTAL

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INSTRUMENTAL

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You want to know yourself, think up by the night field. You want to feel but you still quit, oh that you feel afraid, oh that you feel afraid. (repeated)

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INSTRUMENTAL

Lyrics:

INSTRUMENTAL

Lyrics:

INSTRUMENTAL