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If we move in together
Will I still be a slob?
Will things get ordinary?
Will I piss you off?
'Cause I don't cook
I throw my clothes on the floor
And I mix the darks and whites
Oh baby, your kisses are pure
And the sex lasts for hours
You want me more the less I shower
I'm a sight for sore eyes
In your old tighty-whities
But you love me anyway
You love me anyway
I thank god for seeing the light
And not going out with some lawyertype
'Cause you're a poet
A renaissance man
A little boy with really strong hands
Chorus: So many things going through my mind
LyricsSometimes it gets scary
But when you're by my side
The world may be chaotic
And the skies may explode
But we'll be okay, baby--This much I know
And the minuet between the heart and the breath
Is my lullaby
And the minuet between the heart and the breath
Is gonna rock me every time
And the minuet between the heart and the breath
Will save my life
As I lay upon your chest, baby I'm satisfied
I'd like to have babies with you
Like to have maybe two
Join a carpool and sing the kids to bed
They can have your coloring and
My movie rental addiction
They can be antisocial just like us and
They can choose their very own religion
They can climb into bed in the
Middle of the night and
Sleep in your arms, as if hypnotized
Chorus
Alright--Everything's gonna be alright
So if all the things we want
Are just out of reach
We move to the midwest
And you start to teach
I'm a woulda, coulda, shoulda
A one hit wonder
I'm pretty sure we'll be okay
'Cause if the skin on your chest
Still feels that way
From the sandalwood oil
That you dab in the middle
I think just maybe, maybe baby...
We'd miss it - a little
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Down in Larissa's lagoon
She sits by the light of the moon
She's hearing voices in her head
She must be strong
She must not give in to their song
She's hearing voices in her head
Down in Larissa's lagoon
Her guests; they sleep in separate rooms
But her father comes to tuck her into bed
She's lost her mind
Got no control
And there's nowhere else to go
When her father comes to tuck her into bed
Chrous: But Larissa woke up one morning
singing, "Hallelujah, remember me for my passion; the paradise that I imagined, hallelujah."
Down in Larissa's lagoon
The skies; they never look blue
'Cause someone spiked the rain
LyricsWith a little extra juice
She thinks she's being followed
Any minute she'll be swallowed
Someone spiked this rain
With a little extra juice
Chorus
Hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah
Down in Larissa's lagoon
There is no force that's greater
Looming deep within a very, very, very troubled girl
She stays awake for hours
Picking out the sweetest flowers
To lay upon the grave of a very, very troubled girl
Chorus
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In this jury
There are peddlers and disbelievers
In this fountain
There are silver dollars and penniless creatures
Chorus: It's your gravity and your hot air balloons
That keep you real and dare to dream with you
That when they pull you too far
You must learn to forgive and ask your heart
Will I lose a friend
Striving to contend?
Will I destroy this trust
When I want the best for us?
Should I hold your hand
No matter what you plan?
For every hour you need
I will follow if you lead
In this home
There is family and just familiar faces
In this pilgrimage
LyricsWe disavow our brothers and confide in strangers
Chorus
Would you have believed
That the earth was flat or round?
Would you have bet you lived before
Or is this your first time around?
Do you believe we're here to learn?
Do you dream in black or white
Or are you coloring your lost and found
To make it bright?
Chorus
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I am your sexy girl
I am your baby girl
I am your innocence
I am your mother
I'm Lady Chatterly
Or Lady Chastity
Or some anonymous lover
I can be your little virgin (at the Commack Motor Inn)
Or your dominatrix (in your parent's bed)
We'll play some spin the bottle
We'll play some Marvin Gaye
Or we can dress you up in women's clothing
Chorus: Let's go shopping at the Pink Pussycat You talk to the salesman
I'll hide in the back
I may be bashful but
I got the cash 'cause
I ain't afraid to try new things like that
Whatever you're thinking
Whatever you're feeling
LyricsI'll be either one or
All of the above
(repeat)
I'm a widow in mourning (lonely for your love)
I'm the bride on her wedding day (and you are not the groom)
I'm a singing telegram at 2AM
Or the french maid who comes to clean your room
Chorus
I'll keep you guessing, babe
You won't need confession, no
I'll be either one or
All of the above
Well I couldn't imagine
If I couldn't be myself
'Cause if you're afraid to ask for what you want
Then you might rebel
But if you've got that combination, where
You can play some 'show and tell'
Well don't be shameful
I am your rainbow
Liberate your body and
Soothe your soul
I can be your baby-sitter (who let you stay up late)
Or your best friend's mother (really hot date)
Or your favorite cousin (she taught you how to french kiss)
Or Miss Finnegan from health class
I'm a school girl in knee socks (with pig-tails in her hair)
I'm Aphrodite for dinner (or Linda Carter)
I'm rose petals
I'm ruby wine
And if you want
I'll be the president's wife
Chorus
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Well I don't believe in god
But she talks to me all the time
And I banish my mother
But she holds me when I cry
And I have been unfaithful but
With me he'll spend the rest of his life
Yes I have been forgiven
By all whom I've betrayed and loved
And I have everything I want
Is it ever enough?
Chorus: Still I can't be still
Still I can't be silent
Still I can't be still
Still I can't be saved
Still I can't be still
I can't be silent
Still I...still
Well I don't believe I'm beautiful but
LyricsAt least I've got my sister's smile
And I resist the muses yet
They sing to me in exile
And destiny is not deafening
But it hushed me like a child
And every time I feel as though
I'm closer to the eye
The storm winds blow
I run inside, and though I feel revived-
Chorus
The insatiable peace
Of my quest for true serenity
No matter how hard the rain
The thirst is neverending
No matter how many friends
Ir angels been sent down to take me away
They can't make it okay
And every time I feel as though I'm
Closer to the eye
The storm winds blow
I run inside, and though i feel revived-
Yes every time I feel as though I'm
Closer to the eye
The storm winds blow
I run inside, and though i feel revived-
I don't believe I'm beautiful
But least I've got my sister's smile
And I resist the muses yet
They sing to me
Still
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Do you think about the moon?
Made you feel real special 'cause
It followed you everywhere
Do you think about the sun showers?
The way you like to run naked in them and
Shampoo your hair
Do you think about why we sneeze in the sun?
Wish my freckles would just leave us alone
Do you think about when you're older
Will they make a Sunday night movie
About your life?
You think you got tattoos
Your grandkids are gonna like?
Chorus: Well is your cup half empty? Is your cup half full?
Whatcha gonna be
When you grow up?
Are you a gym teacher,
Rock star, or superhero
In a major motion picture
Action feature, creature?
LyricsOver and over figure it out
Maybe today we'll find the message in the clouds
Maybe tomorrow we'll crush a
Nickel on a railroad track
Time is running out I think I think too much
Do you think about the guy
That you first kissed?
Yeah his tongue went in circles
Practically missed your lips
Do you think he's now the world's greatest lover?
Or sitting at home
Watching CNN on TNT or TV?
Do you think about your past life?
Were you a countess, or
A vagabond or James Bond or
Yeah, but bisexual
Do you think I should care what you think?
Chorus
Do you think about all the books
You haven't read?
Are you a street smart cat
Or are you just an intellect?
Do you think about this now:
The girl who made you miserable
In junior high; made you cry?
Do you thinks she's smoking
Like five packs of cigarettes a day
And going to therapy...
Wait I wasn't finished
Chorus
Do you think it's normal
For white people to wear dreadlocks?
Are you a barefoot earthling
Or a hermit in socks
Guys in tuxedos are
kind of deceiving
But you know, you see them in the park, jogging along
It's a little more revealing
Do you think about your funeral?
If you died how many people
Are gonna show up?
Do you think we're capable of change
Or we're just gonna, oh screw up our children?
Do you think about fires-
Who do you rescue first
Your kids or your sleeping husband?
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Planet Z
Sitting in my easy chair
I got no friends but I really don't care
I don't remember birthdays
I don't remember names
People talk to me
I know not what they say
Well my political policy is laissez faire
You keep off my thoroughfare
My weeds grow like roses
My gardens like greed
My temples are discotheques for refugees
Chorus: It's all about me
On my very own Planet Z
Where I'm lonely but I'm free
Nothing gets in my way
I think I'm gonna have to stay right here
Chorus
Lyrics
Well my pizza delivery guys; they all wear suits
And all my musicians they play in the nude
The lawyers wear nipple rings
They kiss my ass
And the french horn players are
In the most demand
Chorus
Planet Z
You can't predict the weather
But it's fine with me
Can't you see
I don't like when you bother me
Planet Z
The stars are brighter in my galaxy
Thirteen moons revolve around, around, around...
Chorus
Well these lovely little snowflakes are everywhere
They're the spitballs that you blow in my hair
Well I won't remember your birthday
I won't remember your name
Just keep talking to me
I'm not listening
Chorus
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Hey - Just when you think you are the shit
Well, you look down and your fly is unzipped
That's when you take a moment to say,
"Well, sometimes I'm so totally unhip."
Just when the great ones inspire you
To throw caution to the wind
That's when the mirror mirror on the wall says,
"Babe, you better throw your towel in."
Chorus: All that I don't know
Paralyzes me
But somehow I keep going on
Just settling for this mediocrity
And I wonder if god is trying to make a fool out of me
(repeat)
(repeat)
There are legends who die
And I've never even heard their songs
And there are heroes of a generation
LyricsWhose poetry is not on my shelf
And my soliloquies would make Shakespeare
Turn over in his grave
And voyagers would forbid me
To join in their crusade
Chorus
I wish I could fight against Ali and win
I wish I could write with Joni Mitchell's pen
Sail the Atlantic on a paddle boat
I wish I could smile like Bobby de Niro
I wish that the lotto was the number of my telephone
I wish I could sing a duet with Bono
'Cause I don't want to sound like
Anyone else, you know
I just wanna take you under my spell
Excuse me for saying
What I know down deep is my sin
But maybe I'll fool everybody into thinking
I know just what I am doing
Chorus
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Slowly--Softly
Please serenade me I'm here
Restless--reviving--river of life
You are here
Chorus: Tell me you love me
Tell me you see me
Show me your laughter
Feed me
Tell me you love me
I'm the one you need
Raise your hand and
Reach for me
Silent--Slumber--Sweetheart
Your thunder is my thorn
Bathing--beauty--ballad of bliss
You were born
Chorus
Pretty--precious--prism in darkness
You make me proud
Fragile--fumbling--finally
A new day we have found
Chorus
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I wonder if you sleep right now
Do you realize I'm clinging to
The edge of this bed I have
Nowhere to go--I have nowhere
If I leave you'll call me quitter
If I stay you'll punish me with silence and somehow
You'll fall asleep...You'll fall asleep
Chorus: Well do you know that I won't sleep--No I won't sleep all night long
As your silhouette turns its back on my spoon
I'm mesmerized by the ricochet moon
Leaping this leprechaun's ["Rumplestiltskin's" in next chorus] wall
I'm so disenchanting
Intoxicated by my own tear's soul
And come tomorrow
When my beauty is old
Like a speckled princess
I'll try to cash in clovers for gold
So I'll light a candle and begin to
Write, turn to my work as refuge
LyricsThough my womb is a rush hour taxi
Ride, but I will try
To metamorphose pain along my plight
But I'll despise each word I write
So I am clinging to the
Edge like some soap-opera star
With her ten second fade
As the light cascades
Do you love me anymore?
Chorus
I'll try to spin straw into gold
Straw into gold...Straw into gold...Straw into gold
Spinning for mercy
Spinning for hope
Spinning for love
Spinning for gold
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She will never be invincible
She will never be some Florence Nightingale
Her threshold's invisible
But she'll hang on like hell
Chorus: She may be transparent
She's got no defenses to speak of
But she'll stand here before you
With no pride or prejudice
Just steadfast and certain
That she'll land on her own two feet
And you'll think you can break her
'Cause you think that she's crazy and weak
But her power will defy you when
She wears her heart on her sleeve
She will never learn your tranquillity
She will never learn how to let things slide
Her joy overwhelms her and
Her sorrow won't subside
LyricsChorus
Oh you may condemn me with
Your bitter words and untouchable rage
And you may torment me 'cause i don't
Lead my life in your way
But I will stand here before you
With no pride or prejudice
Just steadfast and certain
That I will land on my own two feet
You'll think you can break me
Bring my head down to my knees
But my power will defy you when
I wear my heart on my sleeve
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