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Bernie
05:32
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Blowing fire through the hillside
Pelting wings stuck to quicklime
Smashing nobody's headlights
Nothing tells us we're alive
Bernie's got the way to feel good times
She lives on the way to the park
All we've got to do is just drop by
We don't have to wait until dark
Screaming tires through the sunshine
Told the cripple he looks blind
Caught the rats in the manhole
Beat them all the way back home
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Heaven
04:38
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Everyone is trying to get to the bar.
The name of the bar, the bar is called Heaven.
The band in Heaven plays my favorite song.
They play it once again, they play it all night long.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
There is a party, everyone is there.
Everyone will leave at exactly the same time.
Its hard to imagine that nothing at all
could be so exciting, and so much fun.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
When this kiss is over it will start again.
It will not be any different, it will be exactly
the same.
It's hard to imagine that nothing at all
could be so exciting, could be so much fun.
Heaven is a place where nothing every happens.
Heaven is a place where nothing every happens.
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I Love How You Love Me
03:14
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I love how your eyes close
Whenever you kiss me
And when I'm away from you
I love how you miss me
I love the way your kiss is always heavenly
But darling most of all
I love how you love me
I love how your heart beats
Whenever I hold you
I love how you think of me
Without being told to
I love the way your touch is always tenderly
But darling most of all
I love how you love me
I love how your eyes close
Each time that you kiss me
And when I'm away from you
I love how you miss me
I love the way your kiss is always heavenly
But darling most of all
I love how you love me
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4. |
Be My Baby
02:44
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The night we met I knew I needed you so
And if I had the chance I'd never let you go
So won't you say you love me
I'll make you so proud of me
We'll make 'em turn their heads
Every place we go
So won't you please
Be my little baby
Say you'll be my darling
Be my baby now
Ooh, ohh, ohh, oh
I'll make you happy, baby
Just wait and see
For every kiss you give me
I'll give you three
Oh, since the day I saw you
I have been waiting for you
You know I will adore you
For eternity
So won't you please
Be my little baby
Say you'll be my darling
Be my baby now
Ooh, ohh, ohh, oh
(Be my be my) Be my little baby
Say you'll be my darling
Be my baby now
Ooh, ohh, ohh, oh
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Prayer To God (explicit)
03:03
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To the one true God above:
here is my prayer -
not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote.
(not the first, but the others were a long time ago).
There are two people here, and I want you to kill them.
Her - she can go quietly, by disease or a blow
to the base of her neck,
where her necklaces close,
where her garments come together,
where I used to lay my face...
That's where you oughta kill her,
in that particular place.
Him - just fucking kill him, I don't care if it hurts.
Yes I do, I want it to,
fucking kill him but first
make him cry like a woman,
(no particular woman),
let him hold out hope that someone or other might come
then fucking kill him
Fucking kill him.
Kill him already, kill him.
Fucking kill him, fucking kill him,
Kill him already, kill him.
Fucking kill him, fucking kill him,
Kill him already, kill him.
Just fucking kill him! Fucking kill him,
Fucking kill him already, kill him.
Ah Fucking kill him, fucking kill him,
Kill him already, kill him.
Kill him already, kill him already
Kill him, fucking kill him.
Just fucking kill him, fuckin kill him,
Kill him already, kill him.
Fuckin kill him, kill him,
Fucking kill him already, kill him.
Kill him, fucking kill him,
Kill him, just fucking kill him.
Kill them already, kill them already,
Kill him.
Amen.
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Judge your honor, hear my plea
Before you open up your court
But I don't want no sympathy
'Cause I done cut my good man's throat
I caught him whith a trifling Jane
I warned him 'bout before
I had my knife and went insane
And the rest you oughtta know
Judge, judge, please mister judge,
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge,
Help me go away from here
I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below
I done killed my man
I wanna reap just what I sow
So judge, judge, lordy lordy judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, hear me judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge,
I loved him so dear
I cut him with my barlow
I kicked him in the side
I stood here laughing over him
While he wallowed 'round and died
Oh judge, judge, lordy judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, sweet mister judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge
Burn me 'cause I don't care
I don't want no bumbling man
To throw my bail
I don't want to spend no
Ninety years in jail
So judge, judge, good kind judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
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Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
No one will be watching us
Why don't we do it in the road?
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When the Stars Go Blue
04:19
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Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell
Dancin' in your wooden shoes
In a wedding gown
Dancin' out on 7th street
Dancin' through the underground
Dancin' little marionette
Are you happy now?
Where do you go when you're lonely?
Where do you go when you're blue?
Where do you go when you're lonely?
I'll follow you
When the stars go blue
Laughing with your pretty mouth
Laughing with your broken eyes
Laughing with your lover's tongue
In a lullaby
Where do you go when you're lonely?
Where do you go when you're blue?
Where do you go when you're lonely?
I'll follow you
When the stars go blue
The stars go blue, stars go blue
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The Feverfew Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
The Feverfew has a sound born in the South and dragged up through the East, landed somewhere between a Brooklyn rooftop and the sea. With unassuming posture, Andrew Bethany Spiers makes an impact. Spiers' lyrics are formidably poetic and steep him as a promising talent in a tradition of literary musicians that includes Patti Smith, David Berman, Thurston Moore and David Byrne, to name a few. ... more
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