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Evangeline
01:47
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Big Fish
02:22
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There's a McDonald's now where my father died.
If this was a movie that would symbolise something,
But in reality people just love shitty food.
And they say that we all die alone,
but my father was wearing his headphones
So when he saw the light. Someone was singing a tune.
Up next on Radio 2...
And the same thing will happen to you.
Some franchise will stomp through.
And we'll all go to heaven or hell.
So do like my father did. Tell yourself;
"If this is the one chance we get
You better make the fucking most of it"
And if that sounds like a cliche, it's cause it is.
But clichés were rooted in truth.
They just got nailed to the ground for long in the tooth.
And if it sounds like it's hard without you, it's cause it is.
So Dad this short songs for you.
We'll drink to your name with Burgers and fries
And if it turns out I can't see you again
I'll be thankful I was born with your eyes.
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I should protect my Neck from the wind and the snow
What will I do without you? I don't know
And when I get to heaven I'll year it apart
Cause that's what the world did to me and my silly heart & my art
And it's Still coming down out there what more can I say?
Same as everyone, talk about sunny days.
And when we get to heaven there better be sun!
Cause bar you in this life my girl- there's been none.
And I miss you!
And the snows coming down
As it covers the ground
I look at my phone but it's not making a sound.
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It's dark outside, but it's morning
Try to speak, have to fight through the yawning
And you know I love even the way you're breathing
And you know, it's pretty shit but I got to be leaving
And you roll onto your side
Put your hand inside mine
Pull the covers over our head
And say "maybe when we're dead we can be together forever"
And it's cold outside this evening
But you know I could never stop my heart from beating
And I watch you sing from the passenger seat
Of how all the girls hearts move to the beat of the drum
And you jump on over to my side
put your hand inside mine
And. I pull my hood up over my head
and say "Maybe when we're dead we can be together forever"
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5. |
Pi
03:26
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I feel like I'm chewing on lightning, breaking aprf at the seams
I wonder if they'll ever figure out what this means
I waiting on my head, and my heart and my bones just breaking
I'm waiting on my brain to overflow with all the shit I've taken
And now I'm standing with my fingers crossed
And my head's eyes shut tight
Waiting for a hand to part the clouds above and say;
"Kyle its gonna be alright!"
I always feel like I'm dying of something or something is dying of me
Making mountains out of molehills of medication
Thank the fucking lord it's free
Waiting on my head caving in, look at my boots I'm shaking
Go ahead and listen to the rattle in my head, it's all the pills I've taken!
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6. |
New Jersey
02:46
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This tape deck is starting to repeats itself.
That's alright, Springsteen's the only tape you've got
And every time the circus rolls into town, I want to leave
I keep on saying "New Jersey's not the whole world"
And when I think of those nights we'd go drive into the city
We never thought we'd get old or you would die so young
And now when I'm alone I read books in your tone.
This tape deck is starting to eat itself.
That's alright, no one listens to tapes no more
And when the circus rolls into town, it's time grieve
No one seems to come out to my shows no more
And when I think of those Fridays we'd go drinking in the city
Never thought that we'd get old
We wanted to die so young
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7. |
Brando
02:51
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Sometimes my heart beats like a cartoon.
Like it's gonna beat out of my chest.
Sometimes I just wish I was a cool guy.
Sunglasses, cigarettes and vest.
And you'd ask me what I was rebelling against.
I'd ask you "what you got!?"
You'd ask if I could ever love you
I'd shrug say "I'll give it my best shot"
Electric shocks in an art museum, on the Riverside in Paris.
I'll be shocked if there's a twist in this story
I'll be yours for good.
And my head's always full of these questions like;
"What the fuck would I do without you?"
But there's not much point going into detail
The answers would be nothing new
And I know people who act like assholes
Just sleep with whoever they please...
But me I would travel the world for my girl
My sweet.
But I'll never be your Marlon Brando, never be your Cary Grant.
I try to imagine a world without you. I can't.
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8. |
Mum's Ringtone
02:55
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Say you love me and we'll dance in my bedroom
I'm so sorry that I stopped the best
But you know only little, strange, awkward girls
Think I'm cool when I move my feet
So come on, step on my toes
And tell me where you want to go
This is it.
I knew it was it from the moment I saw you move your feet.
And from an expensive restaurant in the centre of Paris
To that lonely council house I know too well
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9. |
Skeletor
03:55
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I think it's time you stopped staring in her eyes
And told her what your heart was thinking.
And even though you've thought it over 100 times before
You'll probably have to wait til you've been drinking.
Maybe then she'll stop pushing your hands away.
Once she hears everything you've got to say.
AND BY THE POWER OF GREY SKULL
sometimes I feel like a skeleton.
And even by the light of my stereo
I can still see your beautiful.
And even when my head is killing me
you make me laugh with the things you do.
Maybe you would see you were beautiful
If I told you that I loved you.
And sometimes I don't feel worthy.
But it's clear I'm not the only one who feels that way.
But life's about love friends music and art.
It's not how you look but how you feel.
And you say you're gonna get better,
But I just don't think you can
(Cause you're close to perfect)
So let's just sit in the dark whispering sweet nothings
Holding hands...
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10. |
Faith/David
06:06
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Cross my heart and hope to die
I'll be with you til the end of our lives
And I'll wait for you on the other side.
I remember when we met
Oh the pills I took, oh how I slept
But you waited for me, by your teenage bedside.
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Lovers Turn to Monsters Glasgow, UK
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He wishes he
could be one of those guys who tours all the time, but he likes baths far too much. So instead he stays in his room and makes lengthy albums of emotive lo-fi nonsense.
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