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WHEN LOGICS DIE

And the place of sadness
I occupy with dignity
was left like a dream among stones
and the words that you spill
from the mouth that you fill
they abandon their grace and fatigue
oh, to feel without touching
and speak without talking
you'll spill the tissues of lies
how I wish we could mend this
or learn how to throw away
as we look for someone to blame

love's been denied
don't be polite
I owe u nothing
when logics die

And the dream is a night
But eternal the kiss
But I guess you already knew
I'm the orgy and the distant cool
the friend you will never fool
I like the way you oppose me
let the last thoughts languish
and try and distinguish
you'll spill the tissues of lies
how I wish we could mend this
or learn how to throw away
as we look for someone to blame

love's been denied
don't be polite
I owe u nothing
when logics die


TOO MANY DJ'S

everybody wants to be the dj
everybody thinks it's oh so easy
you think you belong and you come on strong,
but I can still tell the right from the wrong.

I could never be that kind of girl
nobody takes the time to turn
you always act as if it's understood,
but sweet revenge is finger-lickin' good

if only I could sell myself the way that even I would buy
if only I could sell myself the way that even i would buy

Something's got to give
'cause I don't know

Here's one thing how to understand me
loneliness tastes like cotton candy.
You answer "I love you" with "I know",
never check the messages on your answerphone

if only i could sell myself the way that even i would buy

Something's got to give
'cause I don't know


SATURDAY

saturday, oh saturday
how cruel of you to go away
you turn us on and you don't even
have the decency to stay

we think that we're so cool
and make the others drool
walking like a chameleon

turn around and turn me on
and make that sound you do so well
'cause i'm not dancing i'm just shifting weight
i thought that you could tell

we think that we're so cool
and make the others drool
talking like a chameleon

SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT

neon claws and drama queens
agree to like the local band
everyone is smoking filter cigarettes
all over again

we think that we're so cool
and make the others drool
walking like a chameleon

SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT


CONVERSATION INTERCOM

Time and time again
translation seems to sabotage the words
you know what is said is not what is heard
Damn this mean device
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries
It's the pinnacle of what is cynical

CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you hear what i say
but it comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you say what i see
still you speak in different tongues

Don't act like a fool
It makes you so uncool and that's what it does best
'cause if anything
it's just a temper-test
Fill in your own words yeah
1-800 Dial-to-be-heard
It's the pinnacle of what is typical
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you hear what i say
but it comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you say what i see
still you speak in different tongues

clap your hands and you know what to do
my ears attend to you
as people listen intently
can you copy?
do you receive?
do you receive?
Damn this mean device
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries...


MUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICE

I
seem to have a history
at missing the point
at this stuff
apparently
very absentmindedly
I care
but never enough
for
...
you

TIIIIIIIIIME-to set the record straight
TIIIIIIIIIME-to stop communicating
please anticipate

AND I'M TRYING TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS I WRITE
AND I'M LIVING THE LIE THAT I CANNOT SATISFY
MUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICE
I'M STILL TRYING
I'M TRYING
I'M TRYING
I'M TRYING

faith cheated me of everything
but I laughed until I stopped
publicly
very, very openly
I sat alone with my thoughts
for
...

TIIIIIIIIIME-to set the record straight
TIIIIIIIIIME-to stop communicating
please anticipate

AND I'M TRYING TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS I WRITE
AND I'M LIVING THE LIE THAT I CANNOT SATISFY
MUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICE
I'M STILL TRYING
I'M TRYING
I'M TRYING
I'M TRYING


MY CRUEL JOKE

I used to think cupid was a real jerk
A child star -tormented
A faded star of yesterday now toothless and jaded
He shoots his arrows wildely with bottles
Scattered across the sky - he trips on clouds
With a face like Keith Richards

I Am your voice what you propose
I Am your voice your vow to be
Whatever you do I'll agree
Please forgive me my cruel joke

I'm everywhere - partial and entire
I'm on the inside of everything
And on the outside
I'm trembling like a man away from home
But I can't speak my heart
In case they hear me
Now, no one will listen to our song

I Am your voice what you propose
I Am your voice your vow to be
Whatever you do I'll agree
Please forgive me my cruel joke

I used to think cupid was an asshole
The lonliest soul in the universe
And as the wrinkled birdman approached me
I could smell his smouldering cigarette breath
And he looked at me out the corner of his head and he spoke
So, you ask me why no one stays together anymore

You're never around when I need you
You're never around when I need you


CUT SOME SLACK

And your nostrils whimper, there's a bag on your head
'Cause you're in dept with Sony, so the trails are sled
To the future treason on your cable net
Get your fresh pop cereal, baby, that's what you get

Better cut some slack

It's a drop-out screenin' on an off-winged jet
Full of empty stomachs, baby, that's what you get
You got the lotion, forget the chills
Spaghetti lotion and your second handsome blues

Better cut some slack

If your generation's axe is high your mind just can't stop falling down
'Cause these conversations are all common there I ever realize

It's a drop-out screenin' on an off-winged jet
Full of empty stomachs, baby, 'cause that's what you get
You got the lotion, forget the chills
Spaghetti lotion and your second handsome blues

Better cut some slack

If your generation's axe is high your mind just can't stop falling down
'Cause these conversations are all common there I ever realize

Better cut some slack