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Stuck inside this velvet prison
Golden thrones, and empty vision
Walls are painted my initials
Megaphones and interstitials
TVs blaring in the corner
Fair and balanced paranormal
Sure of my divinity
Curate my reality
And the band plays on
Paranoia, twisting reeling
Walls enclosing, to the ceiling
Skin is itching, eyes are burning
Slowly churning
Paranoia, lefty leaning
Words are empty, little meaning
Money flows the world keeps turning
Slowly churning
Waiting for my time to come
Always been the lucky one
Air tastes stale and cynical
At the bottom of this hole
Did someone knock, well I’m not here
The more I shout the more I fear
Sure of my undue demise
Cold behind these eyes
And the band plays on
Paranoia, twisting reeling
Walls enclosing, to the ceiling
Skin is itching, eyes are burning
Slowly churning
Paranoia, lefty leaning
Words are empty, little meaning
Money flows the world keeps turning
Slowly churning
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P Ferguson - Dead Ends
03:42
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I was told to sing my own song
Play it in the chord that’s right for me
Maybe wrong
Maybe sun and gold
Maybe milk and honeycomb
Never knew the distance
Never knew the pain
As I began
I never found the bend
The love we had was nothing but dead ends
It tasted wet
It tasted of burned skin
And fit into our mouth so easily
I confess I’m not too good with games these day
This old bird aint got no soul
Just old and wet
Tending to forget
Splitting in the notches as we go
No I may never change
No I may never
Find my faith
As many claim to see
a little white light that shines for me
It all went dark
The killing made its mark
Now red’s the only color that we see
Don’t pass me by this way
I’ll sing my song for you today
As I began
I never found the bend
The love we had was nothing but dead ends
It tasted wet
It tasted of burned skin
And fit into our mouth so easily
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Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Oh, how America loves you
From the Golden Gate
To the Central Park Zoo
I'd wait a whole year just to play
At Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
I sat on your shoulders that November day
Must have been 3 or 4
Two heads in the millions lining the way
Mittens to keep my hands warm
Pachyderm pairs, Arabian Nights
Mickey Mouse in the air
Smell the East River, break only to fight
The war will be gone next year
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Oh, how America loves you
From the Golden Gate
To the Central Park Zoo
I'd wait a whole year just to play
At Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
A short decade later, less turkey more gin
Beginnings of a bruise
NBC fills the gaps where real life had been
Resentment in full bloom
Television dinners, New York City rain
The clowns they all look sad
Rubber toy soldier using a cane
Marionettes have been banned
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Oh, how America loves you
From the Golden Gate
To the Central Park Zoo
It doesn't take long for a change
In Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
We buried you quickly in grey Thursday rain
The 9th week into Fall
Silence and the sorry that never came
Leaves me to recall
The clopping of horses on Broadway at dawn
My warm breath in your hair
Brass trumpets crowing holiday songs
As Santa lands at Herald Square
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
I'll miss you
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She stumbles out of her dress, and over to the mattress
and does for me her pin-up girl impression
she clicks a broken lighter, which mocks the fire inside her
I start in on my confession-
I say "I've loved you since the day I met you,"
you say you're leaving, but I can't let you
cause I've been trying but I can't get you
off my mind, not since the day I met you
I wake up on some shag rug next to two coffee mugs
empty, but together
and I give up on hoping that the back door swinging open
is a product of the late November weather
and I've loved her since the day I met her
she says she's leaving, but I can't let her
I've been trying, but I can't get her
off my mind, not since the day I met her
she'd come home every couple years when she'd need cleanin' up
let myself believe that I could ever be enough
but here I am alone again, just howling at the moon
to the same old refrain "I'll be back home soon..."
half a lifetime later, I've learned not to hate her... or myself
for who we were back then
but those eyes that always knew me, I swear they'd cut right through me
if she caught me in her gaze again
Because I've loved her since the day I met her
and I've forgiven, but I can't forget her
I've been trying, but I can't get her
off my mind now since the day I met her
yeah I've loved you since the day I met you
you say you're leaving, but I can't let you
cause I've been trying but I can't get you
off my mind, not since the day I met you
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Well I have no inspiration
My mind has left me with blank
No taste in my mouth, my thoughts have went south
Well I guess that I've folded and tanked
I'm as empty as the drunkard's bottle
I'm as hollow as a senator's smile
Now I quench my thirst with a desert sand verse
And I'll let this one turn to bile
Cause I have no inspiration
My mind has left me with blank
No taste in my mouth, my thoughts have went south
Well I guess that I've folded and tanked
My words are a plentiful void
And ideas flow like still waterfalls
I'm a poet of fools who's forgotten the rules
For today the brain functions a' small
Cause I have no inspiration
My mind has left me with blank
No taste in my mouth, my thoughts have went south
Well I guess that I've folded and tanked
Well I guess that I've folded and tanked
Well I guess that I've folded and tanked
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Well she sat right there across from me with a smile on her face
She had been here many times before probably every day
She asked me questions she knew the answer to and waited patiently
and the same smile she gave to everyone she gave to me
We made small talk as she filed papers I had signed with my own name
and the files she placed them in blended into walls colored the same
and the hum of the AC units sang a peaceful drone
as the worker bees collected information
How long does it take for a heart to break?
Does is happen all at once or piece by piece everyday
Do you give a little bit with every smile that you fake
How long does is take for a heart to break?
I filled out all the applications and I signed the dotted line
I showed my ID and I payed all the fines
She said "thank you and have a nice day" with a smile and tone of voice
That is perfected by use and used by necessity not by choice
I could have sworn this establishment was on the other side of the road
I come here as little as possible, as you may well know
I walked into the building and requested you by name
they said I "have the wrong address, yes I know it looks the same"
How long does it take for a heart to break?
Does is happen all at once or piece by piece everyday
Do you give a little bit with every smile that you fake
How long does is take for a heart to break?
Do you know the drowning mundaneness
of waiting in a grocery line
Listening to the crying kid, wailing about candy behind?
You need to send the papers notarized to this address
It's just a block away but you need to mail them nonetheless
Put the envelope into the US mail with the amount everyone pays
and we'll get back to you in 3 to 5 business days
Maybe if we'd met under different circumstances we could have some fun
maybe if we went to a bar we could buy drinks for everyone
but we're here between the hours of 9 and 5 pm
so we'll never know and I might never see you again
How long does it take for a heart to break?
Does is happen all at once or piece by piece everyday
Do you give a little bit with every smile that you fake
How long does is take for a heart to break?
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you ain’t never seen a sunrise
on such a sleepy stretch of road
up from Muddy Gap to Casper
these tires tap out a code
a secret message left to solve
if I only had the key
but I left all that behind me
in a flat in Los Feliz
and I wish I could remember
the terms we parted on
but we don’t talk too much about it
we don’t show our hand too long
thought I’d found you in the valley
where the bones bleach in the sun
there was nowhere left to hole up
just the smell of smoking guns
breathe that primrose
don’t you forget
lost your shadow
the deeper the debt
counting the wages of summer sins
out where the prairie’s edge begins
when I turned down Hillhurst, crying
on my way to 80 East
I could tell I’d never see those palms
til I’d killed the shackled beast
all the memories of the failures
all the failures I forgot
in the milkweed and the switchgrass
and the shattered love I sought
when I crossed the city limits
passed the cemetery walls
where they’ve laid my folks to rest
the generations rise and fall
I have made a broken promise
I have forfeit every vow
but in the dust across my dashboard
is the ghost of scythe and plow
breathe that primrose
don’t you forget
lost your shadow
the deeper the debt
counting the wages of summer sins
out where the prairie’s edge begins
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Awful cold for June
Wind has picked up too
Been making runs for hours
Clothes are all soaked through
Left out of Dover
White cliffs to the breach
Air cav laid some fire
Now we landing on the beach
Wanted to be a sailor
Wanted to know that I'm alive
Fateful morning in '44
Called the Halcyon Plus Five
Long way from Carolina
Miss the sweet smell of home
Now my nose is burning
With salt, oil, and brimstone
Made another run
Can barely stand the weight
Kicking off lost souls
Just to raise up the tail gate
Wanted to be a sailor
Wanted to know that I'm alive
Fateful morning in '44
Called the Halcyon Plus Five
Always the look of shock
But empty round the eyes
Never seen a bullet
Not come as a surprise
This ain't Jehricho
And only some of us are Jews
And these damn sure ain't trumpets
Rainin' down hell upon you
Wanted to be a sailor
Wanted to know that I'm alive
Fateful morning in '44
Called the Halcyon Plus Five
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v1:
It's 7am, it's raining again
But not just any rain, it's like Chicago in the movies
Before the lights go on, before it all goes wrong
She can't shake the thought, a moment of sudden beauty
pre:
They locked arms and skipped the sidewalk fantastic
ch:
They were crazy in the same way
Rarely crazy on the same day
Lots of love to give away
Lots of love to keep inside
-----
Their language was always artful
Mercy, they had a heart-full
Took all the passion they could marshal
Spread it out from time to time
From the start to the finish line
v2:
Call it sometime around noon, call it shooting for the moon
But someone leaves too soon and then it's over
Sometimes the sun burns hot, you try to give it all you've got
You never think you'll get caught, a postcard Casanova
pre:
They locked arms and skipped the sidewalk fantastic
ch:
They were crazy in the same way
Rarely crazy on the same day
Lots of love to give away
Lots of love to keep inside
-----
Their language was always artful
Mercy, they had a heart-full
Took all the passion they could marshal
Spread it out from time to time
From the start to the finish line
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She slept in a shack, her head on a brick
The dirt where she lay was four people thick
She rose like a ghost just to keep the peace
Try to find a better place tomorrow, at least
She turned her feet to where the dawn would arrive
"There must lay gold, not just a way to survive”
her boot came off 5 times in the muck
But the 6th saw a glint of change to her luck
Buffalo on the back, a chief on the head
It's not worth much, but it's better than dead
Stone soup can only stretch so far
But she'll eat like a queen with a Chicken dinner candy bar.
She pulled from the mud a crusty old coin
Maybe it's worth some gum or a juicy sirloin
She chipped at the dirt with a dull fingernail
To see what fate had put on her trail
Soon the chief's old stoic face was revealed
Not enough for the rent, not enough for a meal
So she headed on down to the gold and vac
Where this little buffalo would have her back
Buffalo on the back, a chief on the head
It's not worth much, but it's better than dead
Stone soup can only stretch so far
But she'll eat like a queen with a Chicken dinner candy bar.
the chief on the counter she rang the bell
She said "it's worth a grand as far as i can tell
He said "I'll give you two bucks, which won't go far
But It'll get you a chicken dinner candy bar”
Buffalo on the back, a chief on the head
It still beats a kick in head
Stone soup can only stretch so far
But she'll eat like a queen with a Chicken dinner candy bar.
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HER STORYBOOK LIFE
SHE COULD HAVE BEEN THE LOUISIANA DREAMGIRL BUT NOW SHE SITS AND CRIES
ANOTHER SAILOR BOY WILL DIE BEFORE HER BLACK MASCARA EYES
AND SHE SLEEPS ON A BED OF NAILS NEATH THE DIMLY LIT LIGHT
REENACTING HER MISSTEPS IN A STORYBOOK LIFE
IN HER STORYBOOK LIIFE IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE
AND SHE HIDES UNDER COVERS IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE
AND SHE DREAMS OF SEEING RAINBOWS AND GEOMETRIC SMILES
AND BALLERINAS DANCING THROUGH THE IRIDESCENT SKIES
AND SHE FIXES ON BERNARDO’S PURPLE SHIRT IN 6/8 TIME
REENACTING HER MISSSTEPS IN A STORYBOOK LIFE
IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE
AND SHE HIDES UNDER COVERS IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE
AND SHE TRIED TO QUIT SMOKING SHE’S GONE THROUGH DOZEN PATCHES
SHE GOES RUMMAGING THROUGH HER ROOM LOOKING FOR A BOOK OF MATCHES
SHE RUNS FROM THE DAYLIGHT AND EMBRACES THE NIGHT
PREFERS THE SHIVERING COLD TO THE WARM SUNLIGHT
IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE
AND SHE HIDES UNDER COVERS IN HER STORYBOOK LIFE
SHE WONT WALK SHE RATHER DANCE FROM THE FRAY
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