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Boring!
03:35
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In twenty years I probably won't even be American
But it doesn't matter cuz I never have been baptized
And often times I wonder if my mouth's a choking hazard
Cuz everyone that kisses it just shrivels up and dies
You're so boring, you're so very boring
But I like the way you cuff your pants, my dear
Let's make love but call it something different
Then get on with it
And truth is that I've always been the same
Thick around the bottom and obsessed with fame and fortune
And truth is that I've always been the same
Filling in my eyebrows to eternal disproportion
I'm so boring, I'm so very boring
But I gained a dozen followers this year!
I'll fake art but I won't study business
Cuz I'm over it
I would be so very nice to you if you would just see me
So I don't have to prove that I am here
Just like a militant drummer playing to the ether
I want no guns and I want no fear
And ain't that so boring in the eyes of the Northern Hemisphere?
It's a rock and we're a piece of paper titled 'Frontier'
I would be so very nice to you
I would be so very nice to you
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Sonia
03:06
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Baby, baby
Wrapped in cotton and dried in the sun
Glassy eyes and a ginger thumb
How they love you
Oh baby
Without a scar on your body
How does it feel to be new
And not know?
That's enough outta you, they'll say
But don't ever stop chasing the boys away
Call me second home
Let me show you how I love my body
Like I'm polishing stone
Soap and coffee
That's enough outta you, they'll say
But don't ever stop chasing the boys away
Only the priestess knows how to pray to God
And not call him 'Father'
You don't have to be a good girl
If you have a better offer
So baby
I will keep writing 'til you learn to call
And when you finally say 'Hello'
You'll have said it all
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Pawn Shop
03:38
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My brother lives out of a pawn shop
Takes loans and does with it whatever he wants
I do the same but not with money
I buy and sell on other people's hearts
We can't be bothered to do long-term
My friends they all work at the thrift shop
They smell like furniture and old antiques
I smell like bay leaves and tobacco
We're friends because we smell equally cheap
We can't be bothered to be proper
And it's a shame because we had so much potential
But the century has little room for being sentimental
It does not bother with its dollars
My age is always at the coffee shop
We like our brands and we like to be seen
A generation made of icons
The generation of our parents' dreams
But we don't bother with our fathers
And it's a shame because we had so much potential
But the century has little room for being sentimental
It does not bother with its daughters
I'd rather die in pain than debt
I'd rather kill the internet
I feel so very lost
Weighing the cost
These days you won't find me in a shop
Ran out of cash and I ran outta needs
My friends and I just left the party
Got tired of tripping over others' feet
We can't even be bothered be bothered
We can't be bothered at all
Oh, we can't be bothered at all
We can't be bothered at all
Oh, we can't be bothered at all
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Magnolias
03:30
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All the magnolias that ever have grown
Have lived for 99 years I am told
And if you are lucky you might get to see
All the magnolias turn one century
Here in America money is God
Sabbath is over there's only days off
And if you are lucky your dollar will stretch
And cover your body when it's time to rest
Saturday, sleeping for hours
Let out your neurons
Oh let 'em play
Play like magnolia flowers in acid rain
They say Montana's a land to behond
Everyone's living on silver and gold
And if you are lucky and wide as the sky
You'll take the winters much better than I
How can the shark know the water?
How can a man know the air that he breathes?
How can I tell you about the things you cannot see?
Patch all the holes in your pockets
Save all your pennies
Be a good man
Be like magnolia flowers if and when you can
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Abigail
03:59
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Abigail, you cannot quit
Abigail, it make me sick
Can you hear me when you're washing off your back?
Abigail, I'm living off your self-respect
Abigail, you've lost your mind
Abigail, I don't want to find you staring
Do you know me like you say you do?
Abigail, I doubt it, but I'd never doubt youi
You can't be in the middle of every single thing
Though you pretend it's true
Your only daughter's there with you
Abigail, I'm talking to you
Abigail, find another virtue
Your own body and your mind and heart are split
Abigail, clear me a space to sit
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Bridge
04:44
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Can you build a bridge over the river
Running between your body and mine
Though she is deep she is warm and gentle
And I'd like to cross over some of the time
Rumor has it getting hitched is going out of fashion
Everybody knows that it was all a ploy for taxes
Hopefully our parents can take the news without too much question
Hopefully I can still try for your affection
Can you build a bridge...
I don't wanna own you
I don't want to wrap up your love so it doesn't sour
I'll give it oxygen
And if it withers I give it the power
Cuz I know this mouth will find another pair to pucker
And I know these eyes will find another face to flutter
Hopefully our parents can take the news and not blame the other
Hopefully you enjoyed calling me your lover
Can you build a bridge...
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