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On Bender
04:59
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It's time to die
A bee in black stung armadillo shine
Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Rungs and hills like armadillo patches
Sway and move creative gestures
I want to move into your palace in time
And whisper in your ear like a Hollywood crush
I wrote a tune
It shown paths outside like balloons do
They come through
They come through
They come through
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Like you do
We could be like friends in the aether
Spend the day reflecting with a knife
Hallucinate on math equation envy
And cry, "On bender, on bender, on bender, on bender, on bender, on bender, on bender, on bender, on bend--"
There comes a time when sunlight shines back through my eyes
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Walking in the rain in Portland, I looked up at the clouds
Peeking through the gray in Boston, the same moon that I saw
When you drive around in Texas, do you have both feet on the ground?
'Cause when I touch the gravel in Oakland, it reaches out and touches you
And now we're driving around
The trees look so blurry here in New Hampshire
And you turn to me and smile,
"Do you realize we could be anywhere right now?"
I often wonder if anyone remembers me like I do them
But I take solace in the fact that I have loved you once and never again
And now we're driving around
The trees look so blurry here in New Hampshire
And you turn to me and smile,
"Do you realize we could be anywhere right now?"
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3. |
AG Song
04:03
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All this lovering is gonna bring me down again
And this job won't work
I wanna be myself again
How long does it take to deintegurate
a man who's lost on the cross
I'm at a loss
I don't even really like this song
I don't even really like this song
I don't even really like this song
I don't believe in this song that you heard when you were growing
Are you growing strong?
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4. |
Football Star
03:12
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I'm not your football star
As much as that might please you
To see me run around
And hurt myself for you
I know I'll never add up to what you wanted me to be
But I still like me
But I still like me
I know you have an idea
Of how a man should be
But before your eyes you see a weirdo
With paint smeared across his face
I know I'll never add up to what you wanted me to be
But I still like me
But I still like me
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5. |
Shattered Glass
03:46
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6. |
One For Porter
04:28
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