1. |
A Jackknife To A Swan
02:48
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Shortly after Evelyn was doused with gasoline
And just a few miles off the avenue
A lighter flashed into a puff of smoke
For thirty years Walter worked right there
Five days out of every week
That's where he watched his hometown fade
The last came fast and furious
Just step in one direction
Stutter step for one split second
Faster through the intersection
A jackknife to a swan and he was gone
When Walter's shift was over
He'd head out to catch the red line home
Two stops away his family slept
He'd be there when they got out of bed
Destination subway station
Someone yelled so he looked back
Five guys were heading his way
He ran to catch that last train home
Just step in one direction
Stutter step for one split second
Faster through the intersection
A jackknife to a swan and he was gone
Oh Walter ran and did they kill Evelyn?
He had his token in his hand
But he jumped over the turnstile
And he ran down the platform
They were hot on his heels
An outbound was bearing down on him
Walter jumped in front of it
( Just step in one direction
Stutter step for one split second
Faster through the intersection
A jackknife to a swan and he was gone [x2] )
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2. |
Mr. Moran
03:04
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I was under the boss when they made him
And I was made a short time after that
I was under oath when I testified
I'm under government protection
Now they're calling me a rat
Mr. Moran, that's who I am
Some call me Sal, some call me Sam
Some call me when they're in a jam
Cause I'm the man, I'm Mr. Moran
I eat punks like you, I do for breakfast
You're just a bowl of cereal to me
I might be from deep in the heart of Texas
Or maybe I'm from New York
Make that Knoxville, Tennessee
Mr. Moran, that's who I am
Some call me Sal, some call me Sam
Some call me when they're in a jam
Cause I'm the man, I'm Mr. Moran
They will motherfuck me in a heartbeat
But first they've got to find me to do that
I've been selling ecstasy in Arizona
Under government protection
Now who's a fuckin' rat?
( Mr. Moran, that's who I am
Some call me Sal, some call me Sam
Some call me when they're in a jam
Cause I'm the man, I'm Mr. Moran [x2] )
I'm the man, I'm Mr. Moran [x2]
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3. |
You Gotta Go!
02:42
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I hadn't heard a word from you in how long
You just dropped off the face
You disappeared without a trace
And no one knew what you were up to
Or where your whereabouts were
Or if you were alive
That's why your call to me surprised me
It came out of the blue
You told me when you would be arriving
And there was nothing I could do
I just assumed you wouldn't stay long
And I was wrong it's nearly near a year
And you're still here
You gotta go, it's time for you to leave
You've worn out your welcome
It's time for you to go
I said that for a few days you could crash
At my place then I lent you
A substantial chunk of cash
Until you found employment
A job that's not beneath you
That never happened I wish I knew
What I now do I'd be far away from
You gotta go, it's time for you to leave
You've worn out your welcome
It's time for you to go somehwere else
I've had it I just can't take no more
You need to wake up
And get your drunk ass off the floor
You lost my cat and broke my TV
I can't use my couch till well past 3
So pack your bags, there's the door
You gotta go, it's time for you to leave
You've worn out your welcome
It's time for you to go somewhere else
You gotta go and this is not your address
You've worn out my patience
It's time for you to go, somewhere else
You gotta go somewhere else [x2]
You gotta go
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4. |
Everybody's Better
03:41
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Everybody's better than I am
I think everybody's better than me
And everybody's swell I guess
They're doing well some more or less
Everybody's better than I am I think
You know to be king you don't need a castle
To row back to shore can sure be a hassle
Why you walk around with your head low down
Everybody's acting like I don't matter
Everybody's into the act
Too many of them to avoid
It could be that I'm paranoid
I matter as a matter of fact
And you know to be king you don't need a castle
To row back to shore can sure be a hassle
Why you walk around with your head low down
The true king rules without a crown
If your boat's afloat after the typhoon
Row it safely back to the lagoon
And nevermind the green grass you won't mow
Or what it is you have or don't to show
Or what it is you can or can't afford
The good are good without reward
You know to be king you don't need a castle
To row back to shore can sure be a hassle
Why you walk around with your head low down
Everybody's better than I am
I think everybody's better than me
And everybody's swell I guess
They're doing well some more or less
Everybody's better than I am I think
Everybody's acting like I don't matter
Everybody's into the act
Too many of them to avoid
It could be that I'm paranoid
I matter as a matter of fact
And you know to be king you don't need a castle
No no! No No! No no no no
To row back to shore can sure be a hassle
You know to be king you don't need a castle
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5. |
Sugar Free
02:44
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They'll talk about it after dinner over after dinner drinks
Then tie it to the car's antenna and pray the sinking feeling shrinks
And if they make it to see monkey time it's difficult without a spine
Like the yellow bellied jelly fish, they'll try to sneak back into line
Erase it from all recall, clear it like the dinner plates
It was autumn was it ever fall, could you tell me what this illustrates
And you know me
They're gonna raise it or they'll post it while they're lowering the boom
To paraphrase you're getting closer, might meet me in the dining room
I'll try going easy on you and try not to leave a scar
Well oh all right I'm sorry but not as sorry as you are
Erase it from all recall and clear it like the dinner plates
It was autumn was it ever fall, could you tell me what this illustrates
And you know me- I'm sugar free
It's the candy-coated soft shoe in the land of sponge cake men
That whine and dine on gingerbread then they're passed out in the den
Erase it from all recall, clear it like the dinner plates
It was autumn was it ever fall, could you tell me what this illustrates
And you know me
I'm sugar free
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6. |
I Want My City Back
03:16
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Up around 95, sailing down Storrow Drive
Left exit into Kenmore Square
Slowed down when I got there
And that's when it was crystal clear
It wasn't there, it wasn't where
I left it, when I left it
I want my city back
Back the way it used to be
I want it back the way it was
I looked around and found
This doesn't feel like my hometown
And I don't like the way it does
Stepped out to take a closer look
Held in with every step I took
The sadness I felt just to look around
I looked up to the Citgo Sign
You used to be a friend of mine
Do you agree with me at one time
This was once such sacred ground
I want my city back
Back the way it used to be
I want it back the way it was
I looked around and found
This doesn't feel like my hometown
And I don't like the way it does feel, feel
How should I feel when the place
Where I first learned I could feel
Is no longer where I left it
When I left it not so long ago
How should I feel? [x3]
Well I don't know
( I want my city back
Back the way it used to be
I want it back the way it was
I looked around and found
This doesn't feel like my hometown
And I don't like the way it does feel [x2] )
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7. |
Chasing The Sun Away
03:28
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Outside the sun rose you stayed inside
You kept your eyes closed
And pulled down the shades
On your windows
You decided to hideout from the sunlight
It's too bright and it just doesn't sit right
With the way you're feeling today
You're cloudy and gray
OK now you'll take today
To try and chase it away
Hey! You're chasing the sun away
Hey! You're chasing the sun
How could the sun come out after the night
She walked away from what you thought
Was true love and how come
There isn't barrels of rain on the day after
The night she said "there's someone else"
How come, could someone explain
Where is the rain?
Rain, send barrels of rain
To coincide with the pain
Hey! You're chasing the sun away [x3]
Hey! You're chasing the sun
Hey! Hey! Hey! Chase it away
Outside the sun rose you stayed inside
You kept your eyes closed
And pulled down the shades
On your windows
You decided to hideout from the sunlight
It's too bright and it just doesn't sit right
With the way you're feeling today
You're cloudy and gray
Hey! You're chasing the sun away [x3]
Hey! You're chasing the sun
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8. |
You Can't Win
03:19
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This won't be so hard to follow
You must replace your common sense
And then you won't find it's hard to swallow
Its been based on real events
You can only hear what you want to hear
They're wide awake and they're well aware
That they made you a promise that they won't keep
They're wide awake they can't afford to go to sleep
With no remorse or self respect
The course of course is the least direct
They choose to confuse a resource they'll use
Well if they don't win they still won't lose
A red cent or one thin dime
Been banking yours and been banking mine
They say this is the way that its always been
They may let you in but they'll never let you win
No way, no how, no
You can't win, no you'll never win
No how, no way, they
Might let you in, but they'll never let you win
They'll never let you win
What now please a word here to the wise
You'll need to read between the lines
You've got to dot your t's and cross your eyes
Cross your fingers when the print is fine
What you've got to do is stay one step ahead
They're wide awake while you're still in bed
They count the money while you count the sheep
They're wide awake they can't afford to go to sleep
( No way! No way, no how, no
You can't win, no you'll never win
No how, no way, they
Might let you in, but they'll never let you win
They'll never let you win [x2] )
( No way, no how, no
You can't win, no you'll never win
No how, no way, they
Might let you in, but they'll never let you win
They'll never let you win [x2] )
Might let you in, but they'll never let you win [x4]
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Bring in the skins with the pins and the patches on their flights
The rovers with the clovers who've spent far too many nights
Out with us till closing time we hope we're not imposing on you
Get the crew together- it's the old school off the bright
Flush the boys out of Dot we're gonna need them there
And tell the trouble-makers that hang out in Harvard Square
We need every able asshole every asshole you can spare
We're going off the bright invite them to this fine affair
Tell the Irish in Southie and the South End Puerto Ricans
The North End Italians and the wind bags up on Beacon Hill
There will be no tomorrow, it's going down tonight
So get the crew together- it's the old school off the bright
We want the punks, the drunks the lay abouts the steady working joes
The white collars, the rednecks and our blue blooded bros
The jocks, the preps, the stoners, the homeless, and homeowners
Every loser, boozer, drug abuser, sharpie and Two-Toner
We'll take the jills and bring on the jacks
From Forrest Hills all the way to Father Mac's
The rude girls and the rudies, don't fail it's your duty
Cause tonight will be the night
So get the crew together
It's the old school off the bright [x3]
Get the crew together
It's the old school off the bright
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10. |
The Punch Line
03:15
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Sometimes, sometimes you've got to be the punch line
Well and sometimes, sometimes you get to tell the joke
There's no difference on the end that you end up on
I've got a preference I'll defend right, right over wrong
I won't wait till they say when
Or wait for them to tell me when I can
Why would I wait for them
If I waited for them then
I'd be no different than them
And I'm so certain that I am
Someone, someone will try to be the hammer
And someone, somebody ends up as the nail
Who cares what end you end up on
Hammers break and nails bend
I'll still take right, right over wrong
And that's what I'll defend
That's what I'm defending
I won't wait till they say when
Or wait for them to tell me when I can
Why would I wait for them
If I waited for them then
I'd be no different than them
And I'm so certain that I am
I won't wait till they say when
Or wait for them to tell me when I can
Why would I wait for them
If I waited for them then
I'd be no different than them
And I'm so certain that I am
Sometimes you've got to be the punch line
Sometimes you get to tell the joke
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11. |
Go Big
02:52
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Do you wanna go big? Do you wanna go back?
Do you wanna get way ahead of yourself
With your integrity intact?
Do you wanna go on? Do you wanna go out?
Kicking and screaming while they drag you
Will you let them bind and gag you?
Do you wanna go big or not?
Give it one more great big shot
Do you wanna just give in
Or give it everything we've got?
Do you wanna go big? Do you wanna go home?
Where it is safe and it is sound
And where the safe and sound are found
Do you wanna go there? That's nowhere
Or do you wanna just go at it?
Are you telling me you've had it?
Put on your big boy pants
Tighten your grip and adjust your stance
You may have messed around
And missed your chance
You've got a safety chord
You've got the luxuries most can't afford
You may be grateful or faithful
Or jump when you're bored
Maybe I am losing my mind
Maybe I'm not and maybe I'm fine
Maybe I do, or don't give a damn
Maybe I'm not but maybe I am
Do you wanna go big
Do you wanna go big or not?
This might be our final shot
Do you wanna just give in
Or give it everything we've got?
Do you wanna go big?
Do you wanna go home?
Where it is safe and it is sound
But I won't be around
Maybe I am losing my mind
Maybe I'm not, and maybe I'm fine
Maybe I do, or don't give a damn
Maybe I'm not, but maybe I am
And maybe I'm scared when baby's not here
Maybe it's not a legitimate fear
Maybe it doesn't need to be shared
Maybe it does, and baby I'm scared
Maybe I am losing my touch
And maybe I miss my baby too much
Maybe I can't hear her, baby when I'm near her
Maybe I can't, but maybe I can
And maybe my past has made me this way
Maybe it'll last, or maybe it'll go away
Maybe I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm not, and maybe I'm fine
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12. |
Shit Outta Luck
02:57
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Check the new car out in the mirror
Here comes the fastest man in the traffic jam
A major road rager with a bone to pick
I'll take another quick look and I'm over it
Right you're richer now weren't you happier
When you were shit out of luck
You've got so much but you've forgotten
It's more fun when you don't give a fuck
Tear it down to the ground
A lot of kids grew up in there
You put it up and then you made a ton
Well aren't you the lucky one
Right you're richer now weren't you happier
When you were shit out of luck
You've got so much but you've forgotten
It's more fun when you don't give a fuck
Check the new car out in the mirror
Here comes the fastest man in the traffic jam
A major road rager with a bone to pick
I'll take another quick look and I'm over it
Tear it down to the ground
A lot of kids grew up in there
You put it up and you made a ton
Well aren't you the lucky one
Right you're richer now weren't you happier
When you were shit out of luck
You've got so much but you've forgotten
It's more fun when you don't give a fuck [x2]
( Right you're richer now weren't you happier
When you were shit out of luck
You've got so much but you've forgotten
It's more fun when you don't give a fuck [x3] )
Right you're richer now weren't you happier [x2]
( Right you're richer now weren't you happier
When you were shit out of luck
You've got so much but you've forgotten
It's more fun when you don't give a fuck [x2] )
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13. |
7 Ways To Sunday
03:58
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Seven ways to Sunday
Seven separate ways to Sunday
But he did not know which one would save him
So he had to try every code and combination
On the road to his salvation
There were no two ways about it
He had seven ways to try
With seven ways to test
He vowed that he would not rest
And there was nothing up above
So he put everything aside
He had so much invested
He probably should have rested
Seven ways he swore that every last one would be tried
What he was looking for is not much more
Than what we all are looking for
But nowadays it seems like there is precious little of
He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
He had to try all seven
So he tried them to high-heaven
From one end to the other
And then he turned around
He was thoroughly exhausted
And his faith had been accosted
He tried seven ways and wondered
Why it was he hadn't found
What he was looking for is not much more
Then what we all are looking for
But nowadays it seems like there is precious little of
Desperate and alone
He turned over every stone
He tried seven ways to Sunday
He was looking for love
He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
He'd been told where he could go
What he was looking for was love
He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
He was told where he could go
What he was looking for is not much more
Then what we all are looking for
And nowadays it seems like there is precious little of
Desperate and alone he turned over every stone
He tried seven ways to Sunday he was looking for love
He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
And he'd been told where he could go
What he was looking for was love [x5]
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