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She's Out of Here
03:42
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The door is closed, and she’s out of here
A slam and, she is out of here
A little rubber duck
Floating out into the sea
And I am
Finally free
And out there, a world is waking up
Mothers gently picking up
Little baby boys
Fathers dressing girls
And no one
Rocks my world
Someone will be watching over you
You need not worry, need not cry
A tap dance, and I am out of there
A sign and I am out of there
Through the hall and down the stairs
Through the gate and down the street
And he is
A memory
Someone will be watching over you
You need not worry, need not fear
A door slams, and she is out of here
And out went all the strength I had *
My curiosity
And my longing to be free
Made her
Company
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I’m not trying to protect you
It’s a totally selfish move
I don’t want to spend my days knowing
I never warned you
I don’t mean to scare you
So please excuse me if I do
I just like you to step outside
Feel the breeze of something new
Yes of course you may stay in here
Inside here just where you are
Light the fire, have a Calva
And a puff on your cigar
But remember there’s a stage out there
And the show has just begun
When night falls and you’re still alone
Life is going on out there
And it’s just too big to be missed
It’s often ugly, often brutal
But it’s worth it for just a kiss
Or a hug, an eye, a smile
Or whatever comes your way
Maybe just a friend to talk to
When the smoke ring’s blown away
But remember that the stage is set
If you’re waiting for your cue
Well someone is waiting for you
Always keep an open window
For the one you dislike the most
She might be your best amigo
(it is just like food you know)
But remember that the stage is set
If you’re waiting for your cue
And someone is waiting for you
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Tired of Being a Friend
03:47
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Time and time and time again
Got it from so many men
I’m so tired of being a friend
So why should I put up with this
Never my rules always his
So tired of being a friend
Time and time and time again
There’s been too many of them
So tired of being a friend
So why should I put up with this
Never my rules always his
So tired of being a friend
I just want to settle down
Find some peace, stay on the ground
Is it too much to ask of life?
Someone to hold, someone who cares
Is it more than my share?
To be someone’s wife
I just want to be close
To someone close
Is this the way that it will end?
The professional friend?
So why should I put up with this
Never my rules always his
So tired of being a friend
I just want to settle down
Find some peace, stay on the ground
Someone to hold, someone who cares
Someone to listen to my prayers
Is it more than my share
Is it too much to ask of life
To be someone’s wife?
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Shark Fin Town
03:35
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This is Saturday night
This is Shark Fin Town
Bicycle lady smiles
Shark tooth smile and bows
Meanwhile back up in the North
At old McDonald’s farm
Big noses line up for food
Sipping a communist coke
It’s going to be the final blow
That makes this plastic parliament explode
We are here
We are here
Here is now
And there is nothing you can do about it
Soon they will rule the world and have it dancing
We will be picking rice and eating with chopsticks
If you want to stay on top of it all
You better make friends and lend your hand out now
Soon they will rule the world and have it dancing
They will chop us up like we were matchsticks
And there is nothing you can do about it
You cannot raise a child too hard
One day she’s outgrown her father
You’ll raise a rebel with a cause
If you treat the child too harsh
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The Opposite vs The Same
03:46
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Never one
Always two
And neither one
Is absolute
Never go, unless a come
If there’s a to, there’s a from
And there’s no end without a start
No cynic without a heart
See it all in every fall
Hear it all in every call I will
Neither one that comes along
Can open up the arms of all that one can kill
There’s nothing new
In these words of dual truths
But I see it every day
Everyday I hear someone say
I’m right, you are wrong
As they swing their batons
As they’re pulling that pin
And blow away their next of kin
See it all in every fall
Hear it all in every call I will
Neither one that comes along
Can open up the arms of all that one can kill
Never one
Always two
And neither one
Is absolute
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What was his name?
Are you sure he’s dead?
Have you’ve got a death certificate?
Or can we bring his spirit back
To torture it?
This ugly town
This ugly town
When did they start?
Who tore it down?
Who was his name?
Are you sure that he’s dead?
Was there a plan
Or just a free-for-all
For anyone with a wrecking ball?
Mephisto with a wet-look
You can see it in the sketchbooks
Of the early 20th century futurists
(Although I like them)
Often I’ve found
A key in a window
Often I’ve found
A key in a window
Beautiful window
Beautiful house
Ugly window
Ugly house
This ugly town
This ugly town
They can never wipe out the beauty
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Pearl
04:49
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In a cynical world
Where people like me
Focus on the bad
Picking out the ugly
Hanging out the misfits
Feeling sorry for those innocent dreamers
Who walk around here
Thinking the world is so fair
That life is so nice
And we all get our share
And really believe
There actually is a meaning
And someone will meet up
At the end of the line
(Or where you get off)
And he’s a really nice guy
And when creating this stuff
He really had the best intentions
That’s when I stumbled into her...
A human pearl
Someone real
A whole person
So fragile
She never learned the word pretend
She never heard there were imposters
Because she is true to her friends
She honestly believe we’re honest
The face in the mirror
Is the same face
In the morning, in the evening
It’s the same face
Friday night, Monday morning
Because it’s hers
She never learned the word pretend
She never heard there were imposters
Because she is true to her friends
She honestly believe we’re honest
She never learned the word pretend
Someone put this fragile flower
She never heard there were imposters
In this barren soil and left her
She’s true to her friends
Among those hungry wolves, to wither
She honestly believe we’re honest
Among us hungry wolves, she flowers
But as the snake put our attention
To all the meanness in this world
She will open up our eyes
To all the beauty and the grandeur
To this radiant creation
And all the beauty and the splendor
Of simply being alive
Of just being alive
I’m not in love
No I’m not in love with her
No I’m not in love
I just love her very, very, very much
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Je Ne Parle Pas Nepali
03:04
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This is the beginning this is nothing but a start
This is just an interactive lecture of the heart
If you take this country, all these mountains, flatten them out into the sea
It’d be the biggest of them all if you ask me
Shiva singing Noso poro makes this boy so happy that he
Promises the earth and sky they’ll one day meet the sea
Annie with the panny making tsampa somewhat runny
She could be the mother of it all if you ask me
Eyes that scan the land
My mind is high again
Je ne parle pas nepali
Mais pourtant c’est tellement clair
And heaven is there if you turn left
But if you turn right there is hell
The wealthier the wiser so I’m outwitting the taxi driver
He’s telling me I’ve got to be the smartest in the world
Then he rips me off, my rupees sail away
I’m not taking notice
Blinded by the fact of being
The smartest jerk in the world
Voices sigh again
And I am high again
Je ne parle pas nepali mais pourtant c’est tellement clair
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Un Rodo Cora Sweden
Seamless pop smarts drawing from a wide spectrum of genres and time periods.
Un Rodo Cora is a Stockholm based group
of musicians with links to both USA and India. They are somewhere between a solo project, a band and a collective, centered around the songwriter Bo Christo. Although a number of musicians form the core of the band the actual line-up is as fixed as a recipe for pizza.
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