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SONG TITLE: Thundarr
TIME SIGNATURE: 6/8
KEY: A#


And I keep in my pocket some radioactive waste
that way I know, that way I know this won't happen again
and I keep in my locket a picture of perfect confined to a face
that way I know, that way I know she's who she claims
and my concept of beauty is not just the standard names
none of the painted, none of the ossified, none of the fame

it's not like something that matters
like a comet entering your space
causing extinction, splitting the moon on its way
when I close my eyes, motionless and safe
I make up a smell, I make up a voice, I make up a name

I keep in my stomach, an ulcer of hope dripping with rage
that way I know, that way I feel you enter my veins
I follow the pathways, but they always converge at the same place
the road not taken is just the same as the usual way
my eyes in their sockets see all of these things that wrinkle my brain
and that's why I feel, that's why I act so out place

SONG TITLE: The Day After
TIME SIGNATURE: 4/4
KEY: A

it was the day after atonement when I set myself so free
it was the first time, the only time, I stopped feeling guilty
the skies flooded like a monument, seas dried up like a storm
and everyone I'd ever known was casting their remorse

try to hold back, try to fall back
but my lips will be leaking
try to roll back try to claw back
but my lips will be speaking
try to crush that try to crush that
but my lips will be shrieking

it was the day after atonement when I gave up honesty
it was the first time, the only time, I stopped feeling guilty
starved this sickness to stay innocent, fed this dragon to keep warm
microscopic swirl, macroscopic world, just a drone inside the swarm

it was the day after atonement when I set myself so free
it was the first time, the only time, I stopped feeling guilty
Please grant pardons, find parlance, stare into the sun
No more fear, no more confidence, now the war, now the war is won

SONG TITLE: Pre-Existing Condition
TIME SIGNATURE: 4/4
KEY: F

let's go for a walk in the moonlight
so I can fail to say what I feel
'cause your green eyes make everything
too difficult to reveal
I wrote you a thousand letters
and you said every word made sense
but I know that you haven't gotten around
to reading a single one yet

I learned to run away before I could crawl
I used to play third base and then I dropped the ball
everyone only remembers your mistakes

I lost half of my lovers by telling the truth
lost the other half telling them lies
now you roll back your eyes and fall asleep
like my grandmother did when she died
Sit back and just paint me a nervous smile
and sigh with every muscle taut
and I'll never stop thinking about the way
you were too scared to say what you thought

SONG TITLE: Satellite
TIME SIGNATURE: 4/4
KEY: F

Even if I had a satellite
I could never reach your brain
even if I had a Marshall stack
I couldn't amplify your name
and even if I had a time machine
I could never get it right
sometimes there's just no possibility
of having someone in your life

every depressing song rings so true
every depressing song rings so true
it'll never be the same without you

even if I had a flamethrower
I could never start a fire
and even with a couple atom bombs
you won't be burning with desire
but if I could find my UFO
you know I'd fly so far away
and if I knew what else to do
I wouldn't sleep away the day
every depressing song rings so true
every depressing song rings so true
it'll never be the same without you

the bigger they are the harder they fall
but size never matters at the end of it all
the bigger they are the harder they fall
but nothing ever matters at the end of it all
Even if I had a satellite, I could never get it right

SONG TITLE: Dead Letter Officer
TIME SIGNATURE: 3/4
KEY: D / E


I hold more unfulfilled dreams than a dead letter officer
So many it seems that can never come true
I still believe no matter how stupid
that everything will work out with you
and my only hope is the dead letter officer
delivering what I am too scared to do
if I rely on my own hope and courage
then none of these dreams will ever come true

but I don't believe in love
'cause I watch too much TV
I don't believe in anything
but I believe that you'll be here with me

so I just rely on my dead letter officer
to send all my unaddresssed thoughts on their way
and when there's some chance that one of them reaches you
There's enough hope to go on for one day
so I wait every day for that dead letter officer
to bring all my secrets up to your door
I know that you'll thank that dead letter officer
for bringing the one thing that you've been praying for

And I should become a dead letter officer
read about things that the other half do
spending my time as a dead letter officer
I'll learn the secrets to winning you


SONG TITLE: Driving in England
TIME SIGNATURE: 4/4
KEY: E

she's a pillar of medicine and society
but last night she woke up frozen
all 36 blankets still crushing her
she lost all the feeling in her toes again
she clings to the past and the future she dreams
keeps turning around as she flees
she screams toward the sky the words she used to leak
now they echo as she cries in her sleep

Just take 2 of these, don't call me
'cause I really don't have the time
we Hippocratic hypocrites are just practicing
'til someone gets it right ('til someone gets it right)

The cracks slip through her breaking everything
Sold her body cheaper than her mind
but back when she was older and wiser
she was only a little bit behind
now ashes to ashes and dust to dust
are the words whispered on the street
the epitaph rattles with authority
for detaching from humility

and as lilies fall
and they wilt to salt
no one remembers anything
and the snow is all
the silence itself speaks

 

SONG TITLE: God Hates Kansas
TIME SIGNATURE: 4/4
KEY: C

I'm going back to Kansas
but it's never going to be the same again
ever since I fell in love
with this heartless and cold tin man

and I know that it's lonely without me
and I know that you won't know just what to do
but I'm here in this Technicolor violence
and I can't wait to go on without every single one of you
and you're wicked if you look Jewish
'cause that's where the chilling tales they all come from
eating all the children of the Christians
and killing off the savior before he could save anyone

there's no such thing as magic in your slippers
or in that blonde, attractive woman's wand
and all the small and worthless people whisper
while the real magicians hide the aces in their palms and the poor are reading psalms
but be careful what you wish for
because disappointment's twice as full of hate
and it burns like antiseptic when you realize
who is out there, who is out there, who is out there, listening to you pray

and the modern state of technology
it does nothing, but keep my mind off of things
and a thousand angels lose their wings
every time, every time a cell phone rings

but I'm never going back to Kansas
I'm never turning back to see its starving face
and there's no time for going back to Kansas
and I'm never gonna set foot in that worthless and oppressive place

SONG TITLE: The Most Beautiful Dead Girl
TIME SIGNATURE: 2/4
KEY: D

I'm not a lover I'm not a fighter
I'm just like everyone else, lacking desires
the things I do just make the outcome worse
with every breath I help her cells disperse
but she's an upside down girl in an upside down world
so she's perfect in my flipped retinal field
she makes a lovely chorus to my verse
the most (beautiful dead girl) to walk the Earth
the most beautiful dead girl to walk the Earth

You slit your wrist while you slipped my mind
and the blood flowed out while the synapses cried
stimuli in myelinated nerves
you rearrange the order of the universe
you let me smell the moon and hear the sun
I can think about you with my brain turned off
that's how deeply in me you've traversed
the most beautiful dead girl to walk the Earth
the most beautiful dead girl to walk the Earth

I smelled your pillow all night long and wrote for you five thousand songs
hoping one'd compress the brakes in your hearse
the most beautiful dead girl to walk the Earth
the most beautiful dead girl to walk the Earth
the most beautiful dead girl

SONG TITLE: Grace Kelly
TIME SIGNATURE: 6/8
KEY: D

It's opening night in a town so quaint and serene
The clock drips away for each of her brilliant fifteen
The bleachers are silent, clowns painting off their frowns
The routine's the same; the sun rises up and then comes tumbling down
She wants a war so there's something to cry about
She wants a death so that all of the tears can flow
She wants the credits so everyone can go home

Grace Kelly, Grace Kelly
as she falls that's all she sees
Grace Kelly, Grace Kelly
That's who she has always wanted to be

She stares in the mirror reflecting a face from the screen
She remembers her past and it plays like a Rear Window scene
The circus is no place, for a princess or a lady
She wants to be a country girl or part of high society
She closes her eyes to help keep the music down
She closes her mouth to stop truth from leaking out
She watches the credits so everyone can go home

The ringmaster twirls his mustache and bows to the crowd
The calliope clamors, the spotlight lifts up to the clouds
The girl leaps from the platform, glides gracefully to her doom
At least graceful is what's perceived by everyone in the room
Opening curtains to thousands of children's screams
Opening credits crescendo to title themes
Start the projector so nobody can go home

Because she wants to be remembered in traumatic, haunting dreams
of Boy Scouts and field trips; watching midgets and madmen rush onto the scene

SONG TITLE: What I Get
TIME SIGNATURE: 6/8
KEY: D

I deserve every bit of what I get
I deserve every bit of what I get

and I feel freer and safer than ever before
without any plastic wrap or duct tape covering my door
and I see you living in the germ-free quarantine of war
and the fumes they just knock me to the floor
You burn your bridges down to the ground
I detonate mine and watch them come tumbling down
And you kill only the slowest people around
And I take thousands of innocent lives and I feel proud

Now I deserve every bit of what I get
I deserve every bit of what I get
'cause I am neurotically, despotically taking without regret
now I deserve every bit of what I get

you fly your airplane down into the sea
while mine cruises on to Washington DC
you kill all the jellyfish in a three-mile vicinity
and I take down federal buildings with me
but you're still a beautiful, beautiful shining star
and I'm still a beautiful, beautiful nothing at all
but somehow, like napalm, I keep burning you down
and now I wish that I never came around
yeah, now I wish that I never came around

SONG TITLE: My Country
TIME SIGNATURE: 6/8
KEY: C

I'll line up in order of rank or of stature
if you'll paint me a rainbow to hide my true colors
don't ship me to front lines, don't ask me to bother
to lace up my boots or to wear something leather
don't buy me some clothing to impress all the HRs
don't tell me that it will look good on my CV
don't put me up, clean me up, sell my bad habits
sit me down to relax in front of a TV
'cause I, I will not die for my country

So I'll put up a scarecrow to scare off my neighbors
and to have something for birds to light down upon
'cause in school I learned not to talk to strangers
and that's why I'm scared now to meet anyone
so forget my name like a tied up and knotted string
it's just my way, you know it's how I'm grappling
with hurtling through space in an orbit unending
thinking I matter, yeah I know it's pretending
but I, I will not die for my country
no I, I will not die for my country

So I put up a colored cloth that represents borders
so the angel of death knows not to deport me
my neighbor's the enemy cause he can't afford one
they've slaughtered his family, now they're taking his first born
You can scare me with smart bombs
And scare me with anthrax
And scare me with vague threats of foreign attacks
mandate allegiance and increase income tax
but I, I will not die for my country
no I, I will not die for my country

 



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