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Ray's Song
03:31
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RAY'S SONG
Written by: Jeff Kranz
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Adams apple like a potato...
He liked to arrive in cognato
A guitar guy of unhappy sobriety,
He didn't like his place in society.
I sang his song like a bird's broken wing.
He told me I looked like the demon of swing.
I wasted some time kissing Lou Reed.
When your mouth is empty, bacteria feed.
If the lead singer falls over dead,
do the back-up girls keep singing?
And if God exists, and he hits you in the head,
Do your ears start ringing?
Go Na Na Na
Ray's on the Prozak, but I'm calling his bluff.
He ain't said a word, I think he's had enough.
His puzzle is scattered, He's afraid to play...
Sometimes who you are just gets in the way.
If the lead singer falls over dead,
do the back-up girls keep singing?
And if God exists, and he hits you in the head,
Do your ears start ringing?
Go Na Na Na
He didn't get famous and he didn't die.
It's what he expected, he won't wonder why.
Break out the strings, the mic and the amp...
Ray doesn't feel good, he's takin a nap.
If the lead singer falls over dead,
do the back-up girls keep singing?
And if God exists, and he hits you in the head,
Do your ears start ringing?
Go Na Na Na
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2. |
Atheists
02:48
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ATHEISTS
Written By: Jeff Kranz
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Atheists tend to make me sicker
but Jesus-freaks will kill you quicker
with their Bible quotes and European liquor
Will God save the world with a little plastic sticker?
There's a campground inbetween the prison and the dump
With a church on the side where the bible goes thump
Me, I'm driving in the early morning sun
Oh my God, Life is fun...
You and I ain't what we used to be
Climb the ladder for a flatter TV
Wanna hear voices from above
Baby, C'mon, Who do you love?
I'm the guy who you like to flirt
Treat me like your little piece of dirt
Mess up your hair, straighten your skirt
C'mon Baby, who do you hurt?
Atheists tend to make me sicker
but Jesus-freaks will kill you quicker
with their Bible quotes and European liquor
Will God save the world with a little plastic sticker?
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3. |
Fuzz
04:30
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FUZZ
Written by: Jim Senderhauf
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I have never been so out of words
yet had so much to say
Some things right now are just as good
as they will ever be
The days they come and go
Like the smell of the farm
as it passes through my window
and the sun beats on my arm.
and that's not bad
not like it was
not like it could be
we all need a little fuzz
around the edges
where it hurts
touch me gently
be my first
I turn the wheel and hear a bang
I feel a pulling to my left
I almost hit that minivan
but somehow I did my best
And now I'm jacking up the back
watching it all roll by
I look up at the clouds
and get a stone kicked in my eye
and that's not bad
not like it was
not like it would be
without a little love
around the edges
where it hurts
touch me gently
be my first
Now I'm coming home to you
and I know that you'll be there
after all that we've been through
you still run your fingers through my hair.
and we'll talk about the news
and the days events
i'll tell you you're beautiful
and you'll know just what I meant
and that's not bad
not like it was
not like it would be
without your love
around the edges
when it hurts
you touch me gently
you were the first
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4. |
Spidermites
03:05
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Do you love the spidermites
that live on your cactus?
aka "Spidermites"
written by: Jeff Kranz
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I have so much I wanna do with my life
And everyday there's new DNA
They wake me up and they put me away
Taste the dirt on the ocean spray
-And you come home
I have so much I wanna do with my life
One's too big, one's too tough
Move through me, but please don't touch
Like Chlorophyll if you will
-I'm emerald green
Now that you're here, I know you're late
May your roots run deep, may your mind run straight
Anywhere she takes a photograph
You can look at them but you can't look back
A tiny slice of life melts a nation of light
So sad and free hanging over me
Dripping down my lonely face
Like Chlorophyll if you will
When I find my place
I feel the ropes when they tie me down
Are they the arms that pull me free?
Changing seasons, changing rooms
A dusty cactus on a wooden floor
But I want more
I want more
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5. |
Camera
02:09
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CAMERA
written by: Jeff Kranz
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a photograph of me in line
they turned my diet coke to wine
kiss my brow and let me sleep
i like my religion fast and cheap
a cup of water fell over me
she shaves her head to prove she's free
she stays out late and bites my chest
and makes me feel good when i'm depressed
blah blah blah - Sunday goes
blow my nose, wash my clothes
OK Mom, hey I guess I'm fine
the January sun is cold when it shines
I saw two lovers eating paste
they say their pleasure is their own disgrace
their sticky little camera gets me hot
Guinevere says to Lance- thanks a lot
she's a piece of gold left at home
a polaroid all alone
a heart of mustard about to burst
can i taste her lips, can i quench her thirst?
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6. |
How Far Away Is Here?
03:28
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How Far Away is Here?
written by Jeff Kranz
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I miss you when you came
I miss you when you go
What's your name?
I don't know
Cover me
When I fall, where I do
Call me small
Compared to you
But I guess
Someone had to be better
I thought it was you
Until I met her
How far away is here?
Is that exactly where you'll be?
I'm staring at the sky
The sky is staring at the sea
- staring at me
Cover me
When I fall, where I do
Call me small
Compared to you
But I guess
Someone's got to be better
I need help
With this feather
How far away is here?
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7. |
Melissa
03:39
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MELISSA
Written by: Jim Senderhauf
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I knew that girls adored me, when I was just 15.
They called me Pretty Boy, I was a sex machine.
There was a girl in shop class, She sat across from me.
Her name was Melissa, sometimes she'd look at me... Melissa.
Melissa, won't you please... sit by me
Melissa, won't you please - take - my
Gumball machine that I made for you
If you don't, I know I'll die... Melissa.
As the winter slowly slipped by
At the sander and the lathe
Oh sweet, sweet... sweet Melissa
Her heart began to cave... Melissa.
Springtime came, That was my chance.
To ask Melissa to the dance...
When it ended, then she'd see.
Her dream was only me... Melissa
Melissa, won't you please take me home tonight?
Take me inside, no, I won't bite.
I know your mama's home, your daddy too.
I just want, I just want you - Melissa...
That night slipped by without... a word.
I lost my spine and... my nerve.
I will always regret... That day we never met...
Cause I could not say these words to you...
Melissa, won't you please take me home tonight?
Take me inside, no, I won't bite.
I know your mama's home, your daddy too.
I just want, I just want you - Melissa...
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8. |
The Nerve
03:52
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The Nerve
written by: Jeff Kranz
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nothing is pure
except the nerve
she changed my life
she watched me squirm
she said these streets are yours
say goodbye, go and haunt them
my toes are cold
they feed my herd
when i stumble down
when i breathe the dirt
I am ashamed
I wish I was stronger
nothing is pure
except the nerve
can i clear the land
can i pick the burr
can i raise myself
all alone
I was remembering things
i still had
I was watering plants
i was missing my dad
I was looking for a reason
to extend life as we know it
nothing is pure
except the nerve
can i use it well
can i throw the curve
can i be myself
if entertainment is provided?
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9. |
Biker Girl
03:07
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Biker Girl
written by: Jeff Kranz
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Lovely biker girl
in a lovely biker's world
oh she goes round
our pretty little town
but i am not going to mourn her
cuz she's right around the corner
oh there you are
catch me a pedaling star
Pedaling pedaling pedaling faster
i think i might think i might think i might ask her
Lovely biker girl
in a lovely biker's world
oh she goes round
our little urban town
and i don't know her name
maybe she'll throw her chain
oh there I am
saying 'can i help you ma'am'?
mud puddle mud puddle mud puddle splash her
i think i might think i might think i might ask her
Lovely biker girl
in a lovely biker's world
oh she goes round
our pretty little town
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10. |
Unfolding
03:58
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Unfolding
Written by: Jim Senderhauf
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let the words come down through me
and get me out of the way
this is the purest thing
that i ever hope to say
with all the clutter
of my clever thinking
jokes to be made
the noise has me sinking
And though I may have been gifted
with heightened awareness
of moods as they change
she couldn't care less
I only wanted to tell her goodbye
I only wanted to tell her goodbye
I can see myself saying
the things that I should be
like my favorite resentment
it all unfolds before me
I am holding your hand as you cry
It is what's now showing in my mind
as i hover above and float near the ceiling
You hold my cold hand and say I'm unfeeling
I only wanted to tell her goodbye
I didn't want to be unkind
I am screaming inside
but i think that i'm protecting
you from the truth
that you're already suspecting
So i compose
a credible ending
with logic and blocking
but I am pretending
And thanks to my talents
you draw the conclusion
that it's best for us both
but it is i who is losing...
you...
So close up the curtains
and turn out the lights
I have poorly scripted
most of my life
My last run on broadway
it's my final call
this act runs forever
and i'm winging it all
I want to walk around corners
and see midgets on stilts
I want scary music
to precede my guilt
I want beginnings that end
and stars that die
I want mysteries that never tell..
why...
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11. |
Sweet Tart
02:20
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Sweet Tart
written by: Jeff Kranz
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take a walk
in brown muddy grass
fog is spring
rain is glass
twist the cap off
a soda pop
kiss her on the head
cuz you love her a lot
ahhhhh...
show me the button
to your heart
you got a funny taste
like a halloween sweet tart
kneel over me
take my hand
lift me up
by your command
ahhhhh...
sit in your car
the radio's low
history's gone
and I've got to go
ahhhhh...
wherever you are
your hippy love shows
lay me down
nature slows
ahhhhh...
show me the button
to your heart
you got a funny taste
like a halloween sweet tart
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