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1. |
Come Down
02:59
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We
We don't
We don't mix
We don't mix well
We don’t mix well enough
She
She don't
She don't ever
She don't ever miss
She don’t ever miss me
But whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna say
How you gonna get
Through another day
When the rug gets pulled away
Your blues have turned to gray
There’s one thing you can say
I don’t have to stay
Come down
Come down
Come down
Night
Night time
Night time falls
Night time falls hard
Night time falls hard here
This
This waiting
This waiting up
This waiting up wondering
This waiting up wondering why
In a panic you try to find
A world you thought was fine
History gets rewrit
And it makes you feel like shit
It only takes a minute
Stick around and you’ll win it
Bring your baddest self
Come down from the shelf
Come down
Come down
Come down
We can run that clown
Clear outta town
Come down
Come down
Come down
We
We don't
We don't mix
We don't mix well
We don’t mix well enough
Let's
Let's keep
Let's keep on
Let's keep on dreaming
Let’s keep on dreaming dreams
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2. |
Is This Thing On
03:21
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That old Antoinette
When she gets on the Internet
It’s like she grows a second head
You can’t believe the things she’s said
The next day Antoinette
I saw her at the Superette
She didn’t seem to recollect
She’d sent us over the edge
Is this thing on
You can get out of bed
On the same side for so long
Waking up on the wrong side
It can happen to anyone
People maybe ought to talk
Rather than make shit up
You can wreak some damage
With a little imagination
Is this thing on
Where do people get off
I mean where do they get on
Where are we now
Is this thing on?
I just want to hear your story
Sing me a little song
Something you made up
It doesn’t have to be that long
Is this thing on
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3. |
Dorothy
03:39
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Going to a show alone
Have a drink with my phone
Sometimes you will come along
In my mind, like old times
Dorothy
Why’d you have to blame me
Oh Dorothy
Just admit you were playing me
But I let it go cos I still want you
Oh Dorothy
How could you blame me
Dorothy
Your old man wants to know
How'm I gonna make a lot of dough
I didn’t see that one coming
He probably thinks that I’m just slumming
Dorothy
Why’d you have to blame me
Oh Dorothy
Just admit you were playing me
But I let it go cos I still want you
Oh Dorothy
How could you blame me
Dorothy
We woulda been darling millionaires
But we really couldn’t care
Dorothy
Why did you run
Dorothy
We had our fun
Dorothy
How could you blame me
Oh Dorothy
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4. |
Fixing To Fly
03:01
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No teeth
No lips
But she’s got them egg-laying hips
No chance
Of a kiss
Romance remains at the top off my list
Cooped up in this roost with all these chicks
And the henhouse ain’t a funhouse
When you’re fixing to fly but your wings don’t get you high
She’s quick
She had a hunch
We could wind up somebody’s lunch
She says to me
Hey, you feel that breeze?
Spread your wings and fly with me
Here we are on the roof with no-one around
Check out them fools down on the ground
When you’re fixing to fly but your wings don’t get you high
We’re out on the town
Going from roof to roof
No looking down
Going from roof to roof
And the henhouse ain’t no funhouse
When you’re fixing to fly but your wings don’t get you high
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5. |
Nobody Knows
03:44
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Nobody knows what you got
Nobody knows what you got
You got dirt on me I got dirt on you
You got dirt on me I got dirt on you
Nobody knows what you hide
Nobody knows what you keep inside
We’re all wondering what you’re hustling on the sly
Nobody knows what you hide
Nobody knows when they’re gonna die
You say you’ve got bigger fish to fry
Me I’m just an average guy
I’m no mind reader
Nobody knows what you say
Nobody knows what you say
When the light of day has gone away
When the light of day has gone away
Nobody knows where you go
Nobody knows where you go when you go
We all got smoke we gonna blow
Nobody knows where you go
Nobody knows when they’re gonna die
You say you’ve got bigger fish to fry
Me I’m just an average guy
I’m no mind reader
Nobody knows what you got
Nobody knows what you got
You got dirt on me I got dirt on you
You got dirt on me I got dirt on you
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Marie
05:07
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Marie was a physicist, slept with numbers in her head
Didn’t leave much room for me in Marie’s bed
When I tell her how I really feel she says its relative
She opens up the curtain, sun comes pouring in
She says that light’s been traveling since the dawn of man
She tells me where I’m going is exactly where I’ve been
Jack Dempsey was a boxer, the bare-fisted type
Every confrontation lookout for Dempsey’s right
Fans would eat it up and meet him at the train
It was just this sort of love that made Marie insane
She had a gift for conversation don’t dare disagree
Tell me, have you ever even chased a bumblebee
She wore her wedding dress, pushing up her sleeves
She’s not afraid of love she’ll always take a swing
Nothing gets her off like getting in the ring
She tells me where I’m going is exactly where I’ve been
Oh Marie, what’s it gonna be Marie
You think the sky is deep just imagine what she sees
She opens up her arms and gives the world a squeeze
When I tell her how I really feel she says its relative
She opens up the curtain, sun comes pouring in
She says that light’s been travelling since the dawn of man
She tells me where I’m going is exactly where I’ve been
Oh Marie, what’s it gonna be Marie
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7. |
Pig In A Poke
03:26
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I went looking for some candy
I went looking for something nice
It was you, took my fancy
You were playing me all right
Baby don’t change
Baby don’t leave
Baby don’t even tell me
Until I’m good and ready for the truth
And I’m not
You may not be who i thought you were
But that’s on me not you
I got on pretty happily
In my little fantasy
Pig in a poke
Got me going
Pig in a poke
Y’always blowing
Pig in a poke
Smoke and mirrors
Pig in a poke
Left me standing here
Feeling like a dope
I supposed you had my number
I supposed I couldn’t wait to surrender
Why why why why can’t you let me
Go on pretending
Sweet dreams of you i conjured
These visions made me swoon
You occupied a place
But it wasn’t even you was it
Pig in a poke
Got me going
Pig in a poke
Y’always blowing
Pig in a poke
Smoke and mirrors
Pig in a poke
Left me standing here
Feeling like a dope
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8. |
I'm In It
03:32
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I am waiting in a phone booth
It’s no easy feat
Just you try and find a phone booth
Somewhere on your street
I’m in it
I’m in it
I’m in it
So deep
I am running out of patience
Waiting for the beep
Not today, no, not tomorrow
It’s me who’s on the brink
I’m in it
I’m in it
I’m in it one minute
So deep
I mighta known
But I chose to deny
If I could read minds
Why would I
There must be some way through this
Something I can do
To be passing weary hours
Waiting on you
I’m in it
I’m in it
I’m in it admit it
So deep
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9. |
Hurricane Coming
06:16
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Hurricane coming
Let’s take to the streets
See what’s the deal
Windows are boarded up
The air is still
But we’re feeling pretty wound
Hurricane coming
Left a scar across Florida yesterday
We’re going out
On Rampart street
With our mandolins
Busking for the rats and fellow cranks
Red beans, high tides
May the river rise
I’m gonna love my pillow tonight
Hurricane coming
There’s a lady walking up and down
With that lizard stole her heart
You gotta really feel love
For a reptile
Hurricane coming
Come get under the bed
May the river rise up
To meet us
The air is still
And we’re feeling pretty wound
Red beans, high tides
May the river rise
I’m gonna love my pillow tonight
Hurricane coming
I may never sleep
But I guess we can do that
When we’re good and gone
We dream its the end
But what will the morning bring
Red beans, high tides
May the river rise
I’m gonna love my pillow tonight
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10. |
Fate
04:51
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Well I left it up to Fate
So she took me on a date
Combed the only street in town
Going up and down
Up and down
Big junior swears that night
Fate was lit up like a light
We end up at this joint
She’s itching for a fight
It was way past closing time
My head had lost its mind
Fate grew insincere
Singing in my ear
One of these nights
I swear Fate
I’m not so sure
Of your so-called plan
I’m not proud
And I don’t think I’m to blame
But come on Fate
What’s my name
The firecracker kids
Are blowing stuff to bits
Nothing else to do
Nothing
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11. |
Cheap Date
03:48
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Cheap date
I can stay out late
I can stay all night
I don’t need a ride
My bike’s outside
Cheap date
We can go to the park
Make out in the dark
Look at the stars
I’m an easy mark
We don’t have to drive
We don’t have to go anywhere
We can just sit in the backseat
Doesn’t take much to get me high
Turn out your pockets
Put me in your locket
Put your finger in the socket
I’m a cheap date
Cheap date
There’s an art opening tonight
They’ll have some box wine
Cheese and crackers
And grapes and grapes and grapes and grapes
We can take the ferry
Get to the other side
It’s free from here to there
We can hitch a ride
What’s that up there?
Where?
What’s your favorite constellation
Mines Vulpecula
Cheap date
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“Blending the kind of jaggedly cool guitar and piano that put Spoon on the map with a deadpan, almost spoken-word vocal
delivery, the song quickly evolves into a righteous bar band anthem that feels as much linked to acts like the Hold Steady as it does to Wilco”
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