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Gigantosaur
00:42
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2. |
Girl Over Here
04:18
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I got a girl over here and she is telling me
I gotta live for eleven more years
I got a girl over there and she is telling me
That girl doesn’t know shit about that
I got a girl over here and she is telling me
We’re gonna live forever baby
I got a girl over there and she is telling me
Die motherfucker die motherfucker still fool
Girl over here
Check out the girl over here, she feels positive
The future is ours for the making baby
Look at the girl over there, she says its relative
And anyone who talks about the future is an idiot
But look at the girl over here, she says the other girl
Is such a great example of a lost soul in this world
Then look at the girl over there, she’s done talking
She’s punching with her fists, yelling with her mouth
God damn!
Girl over here
I love the girls, I love the girls
(They are not girls, don't call them girls)
Who tell me that everything’s wrong
Who tell me I can’t play along
Who want me to go straight to hell
Who ask me to feed them as well
But I am still working on this
I deserve more than one kiss
I need the girls who will hold me and smile
And then tell me that things will be great all the while
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3. |
To Be Is Beautiful
04:14
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Oh my god
Look at him
Let’s find a box
To put you in
And over here
She’s a no
You must be kiddng
Come on let’s go
It isn’t deep
No one’s a creep
It’s just some people can’t attract it when they try to compete
With all the charm
Of draper’s arm
When you’re too perfect there is never any cause for alarm
If you’re not fly
Don’t even try
‘Cause you’ll get busted and untrusted like a bad fucking guy
It’s just a law
Say what I saw
I tried to suck it but it stuck inside the teeth of my craw
To be is beautiful
But when you try to name it all
It’s just an ugly mating call
(Beautiful today)
And even more
Here’s what I swore
That I would never be a left and then a right and swipewhore
But then I see
It isn’t me
Not what you call it,I am only not to be or to be
I’ll rise above
I’ll try to love
And all the words they decompose as soon as push come to shove
We made it up
Completely fucked
Am I the only fucking person here who knows how to duck?
To be is beautiful
But when you try to name it all
It’s just an ugly mating call
Nah nah nah nah nah nah… an ugly, an ugly, an ugly
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4. |
Worship of the Sheep
00:41
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Then everybody fell asleep
All of these people prayed their souls to keep
Nobody saw that it was beautiful
They were dutiful in their worship of the sheep
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5. |
Five Foot Heels
04:17
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Today you are a baby
With sabre sharp teeth
You pick it up with your mouth and you
Throw it around, get on the ground
Bang bang, rattle and pound
Kiss like a cobra, we understand
Turn every boy to a man with your five foot heels
Five foot heels—you tower over
Five foot heels—in perfect composure
I’m your meal—unfriendly takeover
I’m all under your fashion
Roll that rule of attraction
I don’t know how you do but
I do hope you’re not through with me
Today I woke up hazy
Forget what I knew
Then I looked up from my feet at my
Head in the sky, didn’t know why
How’d I get so high??
Then I remembered you and your plan
Be so much more than a man in my five foot heels
Five foot heels—I tower over
Five foot heels—in perfect composure
I’m unreal—no need to show her
This might sound weird but I am losing my fear just
Worrying less about you and
Do whatever I do
Just me
Five foot, five foot heels
Five foot heels
(Lonely at the top)
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6. |
Little People
03:07
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Little people, little people don’t need remembering
Little people, little people won’t heed the slandering
Little people are not even little people
Let’s just put it all aside and be big for tonight
All you people are all right
Magic people, magic people aren’t crazy hard to find
Giant people, giant people right beside you and behind
Every people has it: blood, sweat, and magic
Now that we are grown let’s pretend all the time
Let’s ascend to the divine
Who gives a shit how little we are?
Little people, little people
Oh...
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7. |
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I am not waiting!
Mick Jagger you look pretty good
And its well understood that you’re relevant still
But if you were not twenty with lips that kill
And you were never fucking famous you’d be shopping goodwill
Mick Jagger
Dave Gilmour you sound pretty great
I don’t care what you ate but at this very late date
If you weren’t super fetching when Pink was new
You’d be playing in my mother’s fucking basement too
Dave Gilmour
Hey! ya ya ya ya
Hey! ya ya ya
I take a car
Bobby is driving
And David Lee handles my calls
I’m a star
If none of them was
Then none of them is
And it’s my turn now
Paul McCartney the songs you write now are terrible
How can you be the same person who wrote Yesterday?
I know it’s not today
But let’s just say you’d be hard pressed to play In the subway
Brian Wilson can’t sing anymore
And I sure do adore but I also abhor it
When they wheel you onto the festival stage
To see you I would not pay minimum wage
Brian Wilson
Hey! ya ya ya ya
Hey! ya ya ya
Caviar!
On a plate Ray is serving to Mick
Who carries my five-foot boots
I’m a star
If none of them was
Then none of them is
And it’s my turn now
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8. |
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All hail the opening band
They do what they can to survive
Don’t fail your opening hand
The back row will skin you alive
And then we walked into the room
Like co-conspirators shuffling to our doom
And then all the ladies, they stopped right in their tracks
And tried to comprehend the thrill that crept right up their backs
All hail the opening band
They do what they can to survive
Don’t fail your opening stand
The left half will boil you alive
Let’s pretend
Every one of you has come for this display
And maybe then
Stick around to watch Hall & Oates play
All hail the opening band
They do what they can to survive
Don’t fail your opening hand
The front row will eat you alive
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9. |
Faux Tuff
04:30
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What once had passed as bravado, in a way
Was now exposed as a cancer on the world
We all were there, but it doesn’t hurt to say
That you could find new ways to show your stuff
Hey hey hey I show my stuff
You wanna see who’s hard?
I wanna see who’s fluff
Can’t swing a dick if you don’t have a dick
And even with a dick what’s the point of swinging it?
So rough, you’re faux tuff
Sho nuff, faux tuff
Cash me ousside, wanna go wanna go?
One for the funny but two I gotta blow
Blow a puff, throw stuff
So rough, Faux tuff
Save the drama for your mama
You handle grace like a war between the states
Can’t eat your manna if you’re always saving face
No love, faux tuff
Ro ruff, ro ruff
What did I say
You said what did I say
You say I say it one more time I’ll make your fucking day
You go buff, you’re faux tuff
That’s enough
Why don’t we all stand
Naked in a crowd
No tuffs aloud
Singing out loud?
Loud left loud, yeah
Loud right loud, yeah
Loud front loud, yeah
Loud back loud, yeah
Loud balls loud, yeah
Loud tits loud, yeah
Loud hard loud, yeah
Loud soft loud, yeah
Quiet tuff much much tuffer than loud tuff
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It's criminal
There ought to be a law
Criminal
There ought to be a whole lot more
You get nothin' for nothin'
Tell me who can you trust
We got what you want
And you got the lust
If you want
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the streets
Blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter
Every last drop
You want blood
You got it
Yes you have
It's animal
Livin' in the human zoo
Animal
The shit that they toss to you
Feelin' like a Christian
Locked in a cage
Thrown to the lions
On the second page
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the streets
Blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter
Every last drop
You want blood
You got it
O positive
If you want
If you want blood, you got it
I want it, I want it, I really really want it
I want it, I want it, a tiny bit of giant’s blood
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11. |
Signoria Dysphoria
03:23
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I am trying not to crack
I am dying for a break
You can’t possibally comprehend
The pains I must undertake
I will take this on myself
I will shoulder every load
If I gave you but a fourth of it
You doubtlessly would explode
Signoria, signoria, signoria, signoria
Signoria, signoria, signoria dysphoria
I appreciate your tears
They’re appropriately thick
And quite honestly to stay this long
It’s a dicey and tiring trick
But you need me not to bend
I will stay here on the block
If you give to me your velvet gloves
I give to you all my rock
Abbraccia un dittatore
Signoria, signoria, signoria, signoria
Signoria, signoria, signoria dysphoria
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12. |
There Is Always More
03:36
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Not enough!
I’m gonna ask you to times it by ten
And then I’ll ask you to double it again
And when you feel like you’ve gone far enough
Don’t even bother showing me that weak stuff
There is always more
It’s what the gear is for
There is always more
Unless it’s all on the floor
Not enough
Listen: Is this all you’ve got?
I think you have about ten or twenty moon shots
And then what?
What can you do?
I’m gonna say you bite it off and then chew
There is always more
You’ve got the key to the door
There is always more
It’s what the gear
It’s what the gear
It’s what the gear is for
It’s what the gear is for...
(First, second, third.... twenty-fourth)
First gear, you could prove yourself to yourself
Next year, kings and presidents will say how do you push it to the
(Don’t’ say it!)
To the top!
There is always more
It’s what the gear is for
There is always more
Unless it’s all
Unless it’s
All on the
Floor
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13. |
Turnaround
03:17
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And then I saw what you
Were trying to show to me
It’s not a law but you
Thought it would hold to me
But I’ve a mind of my
Own and I find when I
From time to time use it
I often don’t lose it
When it’s a deal breaker
When it’s a soul shaker
I put my spin on it
I see a win from it
‘Cause I’ve got brain power
For any pain shower
And I can share with you
If you can dare break through
Hoo hoo hoo
Yeah yeah
Turnaround turnaround turnaround
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14. |
I'm a Big Deal
03:22
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I think a lot of myself
It’s all me and I
I think a lot of myself
You can see that I
I believe a lot in myself
But you see
It’s not real
Oh no
It’s not real
No no no
Yes it’s real!
What did you think it wasn’t real?
Did you think that I meant it
When I said it wasn’t real??
No that’s when I was lying!
Hahahahaha it’s so real it’s so real it’s so real
I think so highly of myself
It’s super real
It’s super real
It's super real
In fact I sing it to myself all day
Just to prove how I feel
You can sing it to yourself all day
Just to prove you’re a big deal
Yeah sing it, sing it
Sing it to yourself
To prove that you’re for real
Why would you lie
When you can tell the whole world
I’m a big deal, whoah whoah whoah
I’m a big wheel, la la la
I’m a big deal, whoah whoah whoah
I’m a big wheel, hahaha
I’m a big deal.
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