1. |
Where Did August Go?
03:04
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"Sometime this year you have shown,
that deep within your lovely home,
I could never feel alone,
when I've got you.
I've got you.
These whiskey jingles and games of pong,
late night talks and sing-alongs,
are to who I dedicate this song.
The sweet scent of those summer rains,
seeps right through my tiny veins,
and I've lost track of where I've been with you.
And in the shimmer of this lonely light,
I think I may have found my bride.
The summer's full of sweet sunshine and you.
Oh, you...
The sweet scent of those summer rains,
sweeps right to my tiny veins,
and I've lost track of where I've been with you.
And in the shimmer of this lonely light,
I think I may have found my bride.
This summer's been full of sweet sunshine with you.
Oh, you..."
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2. |
Something Strange
03:26
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"There's something strange in the way you speak,
but it's okay with me,
'cause I don't really wanna hear all those things you say.
Anyway.
And there's something strange in the way you walk,
but it's the way you talk,
that gets me all riled up and makes me think you suck.
But it kinda makes me wanna fuck.
I don't know why I'm so happy.
There's something strange in the way you look at me,
so I'm still being mean,
and I will until I find the words to say to you.
Or am I the fool?
And I don't really care if you mess around,
'cause I'm still laying down,
and I've got nowhere to go,
I've got nowhere to be.
I've got nowhere to be.
I don't know why I'm so happy.
I don't know why I'm unhappy...."
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3. |
Glass Apples
02:42
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"Glass apples, glass apples,
you are so nice.
You make me feel good about being so high.
I wake in the morning and wipe sleep from my eyes
and turn up my head to find your lovely smile.
Oh.
Glass apples, glass apples,
you are a fox,
but you get me flustered with your golden locks.
And when I feel sad, I'll just turn right around,
and we'll be together and I won't feel alone.
Oh.
Glass apples, glass apples,
you are so nice.
You make me feel good about being so high.
I wake in the morning, wipe sleep from my eyes,
and turn up my head to find your lovely smile."
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4. |
Hot Skin
03:39
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"I wanna squeeze you 'til you pop,
and then I'll watch you explode,
follow you down to the end of the road,
and fill you up with love and I'll fill you up with hope,
that's how it goes.
I wanna sing you pretty songs about a world that we knew,
before we had each other, before we knew what to do,
and I'll hold you for forever and I'd hope that you'd do the same.
There's nothing strange about your daddy,
and to him I salute,
as he's undoubtably perched upon some crescent moon.
To him the world was love, but to me the world is you,
and only you.
'Cause we don't know what's below.
And we don't know where to go.
But what I'm hoping for...
is hot skin."
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5. |
Original Smile
05:24
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"My lonely lady,
she has a baby,
and it's mine.
She never needs to speak to me,
and that's fine,
'cause now I've found some happiness,
to call my own,
and I'll soak and bathe in it's warmth.
Let this be known to all.
My friends all say I'm different,
but I'm glad,
'cause now I can start growing up,
and giving up on all those things that make me sad.
And the sunshine...
won't grow old."
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6. |
Altamonte
03:06
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"We'll go down, way down low,
down low where the sun don't shine there,
and we'll go and shout it loud,
so loud it would bust your eardrums,
and then we'll go up high,
up high where we can't feel nothing,
but I'll still feel down low.
'Cause I'll have to wait another week for her to return my calls.
You bitch about your money problems then you quit your job.
I'll have to wait another week for her to return my calls.
We'll sit out and soak up the sun,
have drinks with all the locals,
and you'll sit inside and write shitty songs,
about how nobody loves you,
yet you've still got a girl that's twice good looking as mine,
not to say that I've got one.
'Cause I have to wait another week for her to return my calls.
She's sleeping with another man when I am right down the hall.
Tired of their sounds, I'll just sleep in the car.
I'm tired of you stealing all my songs and chord progressions,
so I've set out to go out and teach you a lesson,
but then I got so high I didn't realize that I was dying,
so I called up your girlfriend and told her to 'fuck off' "
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7. |
Thanks Barbara!
07:47
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"Timmy's in the front and Jenny's sitting in the back.
I'm sitting next to her and I'm dressed in all black.
I've got a headband on and we're singing along
to some Grizzly Bear.
We've gotta smoke a couple cigarettes before we play a song,
but I forget all of the words so I'll just hum along.
You don't seem to be worried, but I am awful fond of this.
And what Timmy don't know won't hurt him,
but what's happening I'm not certain anymore.
And anytime I move the feedback drowns me out,
so you keep on singing louder from a whisper to a shout,
but there's something in your lyrics that fills me up with doubt,
so talk to me.
The way it used to be.
Oceans grow larger when it rains,
but nothing perfect ever stays.
Oceans grow larger when it rains,
and when it rains, it pours.
When it rains, it pours.
Later on, we added more to keep the energy up,
but Tony and the others never seemed to give a fuck.
Rarely did we practice, always sipping out of cups
filled with whiskey.
When southern comfort took it's grip,
and you became a different man,
you started playing different music
and sacrificing your friends,
but in my heart I'm lonely and I'd like to make amends,
but it's too late.
'Cause now you've some comfort,
and now we're left starting over from the start.
Oceans grow larger when it rains,
but nothing perfect ever stays.
Oceans grow larger when it rains,
and when it rains, it pours.
When it rains, it pours.
When I leave, you know I won't be coming back.
Yeah, when I leave,
you know I won't be coming back to see you.
When I leave,
you know I won't be coming back to see you.
Yeah, when I leave,
you know I won't be coming back to see you.
When I leave,
you know I won't be coming back to see you.
No, I won't be coming back home.
Oceans grow larger when it rains,
but nothing perfect ever stays.
Oceans grow larger when it rains,
and when it rains, it pours.
When it rains, it pours.
When it rains, it pours.
When it rains, it pours.
But we'll still be singing along to your songs.
(when the rain falls)
Still be singing along to your songs
(and the rain falls)
We'll still be singing along to your songs.
(as the rain falls)
We'll still be singing along to your songs.
(now the rain falls)
And I'll still be singing along to your songs."
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8. |
Find A Way
03:38
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"It's a shame that i don't know what I want,
but they write songs I can't relate to.
Today I have no motivation,
it's a stupid situation,
but okay,
I know what to say.
I want my piece of pie,
and I'll eat it too.
Hey, today I found a way,
so that I can stay.
(at least for now)
Keep me out of this,
I'm way too preoccupied to be with you tonight.
I want my piece of pie,
and I'll eat it too.
I don't wanna lie,
I see you every night,
through dreams,
until morning light,
you still bleed me dry."
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