1. |
Ibuprofen
02:32
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IBUPROFEN WHEN YOU GONNA KICK IN?
IBUPROFEN WHEN YOU GONNA KICK IN?
GOT THIS HEAVY GOT THIS HEAVY IN MY LEGS
GOT THIS PAIN GOT THIS PAIN IN MY HEAD
MY LADY PARTS ALL KICKING IN THE DARK
SO TELL ME HOW YOU'RE SMART THOUGH
WHEN'S IT GONNA START, MO
IBUPROFEN WHEN YOU GONNA KICK IN?
IBUPROFEN WHEN YOU GONNA KICK IN?
GOT YOUR NAME GOT YOUR NAME IN MY HEAD
GOT YOUR STAIN GOT YOUR STAIN IN MY BED
CAN'T BELIEVE I KISSED YOU
THEN I WENT AND DISSED YOU
FIST YOU I RISKED YOU
NOW I DON'T WANNA MISS YOU
IBUPROFEN WHEN YOU GONNA KICK IN?
IBUPROFEN WHEN YOU GONNA KICK IN?
c + p Capital B Music (BMI) and Super Fun Songs (ASCAP)
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2. |
Love Was A River
03:20
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IF LOVE WAS A RIVER I THINK I'LL GO BY LAND
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER SHIFTING SAND
BUT LOVE AIN'T NO RIVER
STRONG ARM DO DELIVER
LOVE IS A HARD HARD GROUND
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER I THINK I'LL GO BY AIR
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER WHAT'S UP THERE
BUT LOVE AIN'T NO RIVER
STRONG ARM DO DELIVER
LOVE I'M A DROWNING MAN
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER I THINK I'LL GO BY SEA
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER RESCUE ME
BUT LOVE AIN'T NO RIVER
STRONG ARM DO DELIVER
LOVE I'M A DROWNING MAN
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER I THINK I'LL GO BY LAND
IF LOVE WAS A RIVER SHIFTING SAND
BUT LOVE AIN'T NO RIVER
STRONG ARM DO DELIVER
LOVE I'M A DROWNING MAN
I'M A DROWNING MAN
I'M A DROWNING MAN
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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3. |
IFURWTUEAT
03:02
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IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT
THEN I HOPE I'M NOT YOU
IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT
GOD I HOPE ITS NOT TRUE
IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT
THEN I HOPE I'M NOT YOU
IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU THINK
THEN I GUESS I'M A SINK
IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU THINK
THEN I GUESS I'M A SINK
IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU HEAR
THEN I GUESS WE'RE ALL QUEER
IF YOU ARE JUST A NICHE
THEN I GUESS I'M YOUR BITCH
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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4. |
Quiz
03:28
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You take the cake and half of the cash
You leave me in aftermath
Where the quiz is just what is
I, i have i have to watch what i say
I have to watch what i say
In nightclubs
Business is pleasure and pleasure is hard
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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5. |
In Us We Trust
03:31
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STRIP SHOWS
FEEL ALOT LIKE
STRIP MALLS
AT SOME POINT
IT ALL FALLS
AT SOME POINT
IT ALL FALLS
IT ALL FALLS
TO WHO'S BUYING
AND MY MOM
AND THIS SONG
SEEM SO FAR APART
SO FAR APART
BUT WE MUST
WE MUST INCREASE OUR TRUST
THE WAY WE CUT OURSELVES
THE WAY WE MAKE OURSELVES UP
THE WAY WE SHRINK OURSELVES
THE WAY WE PUT UP
WE MUST WE MUST
WE MUST INCREASE OUR TRUST
IN US WE TRUST!!
WE MUST WE MUST!!
IN US WE TRUST!!
WE MUST WE MUST!!
THERE'S A SISTERHOOD
THAT ISN'T ALL CUTTING AND BITING
THERE'S A MISTERHOOD
THAT'S MORE THAN WAR AND FIGHTING
WE MUST WE MUST
WE MUST INCREASE OUR TRUST
IN US WE TRUST!!
WE MUST WE MUST!!
IN US WE TRUST!!
WE MUST WE MUST!!
THE BIGGER THE BETTER
WE'RE IN IT TOGETHER
THEY WILL FOLLOW US
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
Inspired by Judy Blume's "Are you there, God, it's me, Margaret"
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6. |
Maybe State
03:55
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It was so effing lonely
walking into that cold rain like that
me with my one big carry on
that you made me so sad
You hate this city you hate this house
and yet this city is where i open my mouth
Do you hate that too?
Do you hate what comes out of me
when i go into it with you?
I'm in a maybe state
You called me names
Now borders and blame's
Between us
We were blocked like the red states
And all of their games
Now loans and owes between us
The rain is increasingly colder
I am always getting older
You're a mountain
I'm a boulder
And it's hard
I wanna take it all off
I wanna get what you got
I bet you get that a lot
And it's hard
And all the signs say
All the signs say
All the signs say
Leave your mark
I guess i did
Are you just sick of it
I'm in a maybe state
You called me names
Now borders and blame's
Between us
You held a heavy bank
The gas i need in my tank
Now exes and ohs
Between us
Now the viewers are all viewing
the teens are all tuned in
It's this maybe state
that i'm in
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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7. |
The Debbie Gibson Song
03:37
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We're in Jersey, Debbie Gibson just played
"I will never love again now that we're apart"
even the sun is hiding and we are all grey
raindrops on windows let's see what they say
Grass will grow from all these tears
Rain will come and I'll be here
for all these years for all these years
what's the point, what's the point of that
I was born to rock and roll
music was my only soul
now muse became you
that's you and the road
that's what i know
that's what i know
Now driveways and drive-bys
are my only home for the night
it's you on the other end of some telephone wire
that's what i know
that's what i know
Take me tar me
make me and mar me
write on the window
you skate me and scar me
it's the longest road from here
are you my sister in chlor-o-sphere
are we keeping up by atmosphere
we're water from the sky
we're water from the sky
Some things you just have to shake off
this stop was one of them
just effing let me off
you're like a dirty gas station bathroom that's locked
I'll never open nope nope
just kick and hope nope nope
I'll never open
just kick and hope
We're in Jersey, Debbie Gibson just played
"I will never love again now that we're apart"
even the sun is hiding and we are all grey
raindrops on windows let's see what they say
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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8. |
Souvenir (Ferron cover)
04:17
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Close the front door, take your shoes off
trade your wander-lust for my itty bitty fire
I've been waiting for you to remember me
It's a harsh world, sure can be a cold place
If you don't have someone to kiss your face
When it doesn't make sense
There's a whole lot of reasons to keep yourself far away
If we call on the angel of love dimension
I wonder what she'd say
I know that our love won't save the starving and broken
i don't forget we're all little crystals shattered to the ground
I do what i can do I try to remember
to remember to remember
that there's all these little pieces i just can't see
waiting to be found
I keep on sweeping, I keep my eyes open
plant some roses in the garden
and whisper your name to the midnight sky
because with you i feel real love
I have to think it's a great big love
in this little life game
We could do a little dancing to some of our old songs
we could move to our heartbeat there we don't go wrong
I'm gonna make us some hot tea
Maybe spike it with a little bit of you love me
Throw a towel on the lamp because it's way too bright
We'll turn and we'll turn til we turn the night into our thing
Our little bitty love thing
it's the power-of-two thing
if you don't count chance
Or maybe the notion that something watches over
All supposed to be lovers who've lost their way
I'm gonna blow our cover and say
the only thing left to say
Close the front door, take your shoes off
trade your wander-lust for my itty bitty fire
I've been waiting for you to remember me
c + p Nemesis Publishing (BMI)
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10. |
Opening Offering Talking
04:27
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There were diamonds
fake rugs
lots of beer
lots of fear
there were promises like gold
that smell wet and old
But there were lights
like ancient times
fire made and songs of chimes
there were glass beads
delicate like me
There was violation
Like capitalist nation
And there were girls
There are girls
Like me
There were woven minutes
Like colonized india
There were companies
Making no comfortable company
There were lots of us
there and there
We were holding our signs up
In the square
There were shiny teeth
They were smiling at me
They were opening offering and talking
They were opening offering and talking
They were opening offering and talking
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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11. |
O, Packaging
03:33
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You came to me in the mail, in a box
You said let's say which way your mouth talks
You were my plastic friend
You were my women men
You stuck to me til the end and i stuck too
O, packaging!
You are the bain of me
Somehow you made me
O, packaging!
You tried to break building blocks
You put up the doors you hung on the locks
You hung your sign open,
As soon as I knocked
You shut on me too and I shut you
I, dentity! You are the bain of me
Yet somehow you named me
Identity!
The gold goes up, the silver goes down
There's no way to make your paper weigh pounds
It's all based on nothing but human belief
And loose ground, what a relief!
O money!
You are the bain of me
Yet somehow you paid me
Oh money!
La da da la la da da la la da da la la
The prisons were filled with kids
The subways all smelled like piss
There was nowhere to pee
It's not you and me but it's
me and you
O, city!
You are the bain of me
Yet somehow you claimed me
O, city!
O, packaging!
You are the bain of me
But somehow you made me
O, packaging!
c + p Capital B Music (BMI)
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