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Prodigal Son
03:42
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My grandma grew up in the Depression
That woman knew that life is hard
And whenever I'd complain that it just wasn't fair
She'd tell me in Heaven's where I'd get my reward
But Heaven seems like such a long way away,
And you've got no guarantees -- it's just faith
Well, here's what I say: Let's have some fun today,
And enjoy our Earthly pleasures just in case
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I don't care for angels, anyhow
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I want my reward in the here and now
I never cared much for that prodigal son,
Runnin' around 'til the work got done
Why save yourself for someone who will roam?
C'mon and slay your fat calf for the girl here at home
Now you can say that distance makes the heart grow fonder
I say you're wastin' your time
Why wait another day for her arms far away?
I can keep you warm here in mine
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I don't care for angels, anyhow
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I want my reward in the here and now
Now savin' for the future is a mighty wise thing
But Babe, you're all work and no play
I don't want your dime; just want your precious time
And I could use some of it today
Now you can say that patience is a virtue
And that the meek shall inherit the Earth
I can try to be meek... Lasts about a week
Then I'm gonna ask for what I am worth
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I don't care for angels, anyhow
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I want my reward in the here and now
Oh, I don't wanna wait, I don't wanna wait
I ain't no angel anyhow
I don't wanna wait for Heaven
I want my reward right now
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2. |
Like a Boss
03:24
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I see you're working late, you're really on the ball
But I need some face time, not just a conference call
I wanna show you my proposal; it is red hot:
Come on and work me like a boss
I'm sending you my memo, my intra-office mail...
It's a synergistic strategy that's too good to fail
I wanna show you my solution; it's in and out of the box:
Come on and work me like a boss
I've seen plenty other projects couldn't get off the ground
But this one, you can really wrap your arms around
My long-term assets are sure to appreciate
If you have got the resources to allocate
I'm a real team player, and I multitask
All those action items on top of your desk
I'll bring the PowerPoint; you bring the awesome sauce...
Come on and work me like a boss
My mission statement's easy to conceptualize
It's win-win transaction we'll internalize
It's ready to leverage, it's really turn-key
And I'd suggest you get on top of it ASAP
Let's move it forward, it's something you can get behind
Let's take it to the next level and increase our piece of pie
We'll drill down, and dig deep, and really make it pop!
Come on and work me...
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He Doesn't Need to Know
05:55
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Went out with another man last night
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
That other man knows how to treat me right
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
That other man kept me up 'til dawn
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
And I called him up when that man was gone
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know what I've been drinkin'
How I've been sinkin', how I'm gasping for air
He doesn't need to know who I've been kissin'
Who I've been missin', don't know if he'd care
I took a page out of his book
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
I plucked my heart back off his hook
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
Wrote my name on a bathroom stall
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
If you wanna have a good time then call
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know what I've been drinkin'
How I've been sinkin', how I'm gasping for air
He doesn't need to know who I've been kissin'
Who I've been missin', don't know if he'd care
I ripped his picture down off my wall
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
Pasted his face on a voodoo doll
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
That he'd love me, I said a prayer
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
Tied it all up with a lock of his hair
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know what I've been drinkin'
How I've been sinkin', how I'm gasping for air
He doesn't need to know who I've been kissin'
Who I've been missin', don't know if he'd care
I mixed him up his favorite drink
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
An old fashioned, with something special to help him sleep
He doesn't need to know
I took him out walkin' on the edge of the pier
He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know
And we toasted to his health, & good cheer
He doesn't need to know He doesn't need to know
He doesn't need to know what he'll be drinkin'
How he'll be sinkin'; he'll be gaspin' for air
He doesn't need to know who I'll be kissin'
Who I'll be missin'... Don't know if I'll care
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Buzzards Bay
02:52
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I met you drinking at the pub
Talking casually of love
Your hand fit inside my glove
But I wouldn't join any club
That would have me as a member
You said that you could use a friend
Cajoled me with your violin
Got yourself under my skin
Now you're headed out again
To prove that I don't know your number
We pick off the bones
There's no use throwing stones
I'm already almost gone
Some birds look better when they're flying
Saw you just the other day
Driving down to Buzzard's Bay
Didn't have a thing to say
Predators in search of prey
Why don't you call me when you're sober
Left you standing in the rain
Singing, bleeding, weather vane
Didn't mean to cause you pain
The season of our disdain
And it's only September
We pick off the bones
There's no use throwing stones
I'm already almost gone
Some birds look better when they're flying
Well goodbye baby it's all done
You take the moon, I'll take the sun
No wars lost and no wars won
No rotting flesh no smoking gun
Now we're just a little older
We pick off the bones
There's no use throwing stones
I'm already almost gone
Some birds look better when they're flying
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Stranger
05:56
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You said you could kill me,
Or leave me out there on the road
I laughed at the joke
But I shuddered right down to my bones
If what doesn't kill us makes us stronger,
My bones will be steel if I stay here much longer
Growing stronger, and stronger
and stronger every day
Saw a man on the street
I turned round 'cause I thought he was you
My heart skipped a beat
But he walked by, just like you would do
What didn't kill us made us strangers
We wrote the book while you ripped out the pages
We are stranger, and stranger
and stranger every day
Used to hold me tight, look me in the eye
We were the only two people alive
Now you look away from the tears I cry
Your eyes are empty and dry
You were hungry, and smart,
A wolf in your brand new clothes
You devoured my heart
Might as well have gone for the throat
If what doesn't kill us makes us stranger,
I'll become someone else from all of these changes
Growing stranger, and stranger
and stranger every day
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7. |
Strike-Anywhere Match
04:37
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I walked barefoot in your broken glass
Scratched your back with a strike-anywhere match
Crazy little woman in a one-man show
Played with snakes and charmed everybody you know
Saying, you can't hurt me... You can't hurt me
You can't hurt me anymore; I'm a strike-anywhere match
You hang around with your empty cup
Drink it down and we fill it up
Say this time, you're getting clean
But it tastes like wine and smells like gasoline
And you say: You can't hurt me... You can't hurt me
You can't hurt me anymore; I'm a strike-anywhere match
Sometimes they'll blame you
Sometimes they'll shame you
For all that you do --
Do to yourself
Didn't you want this
Secretly want this
Was it the devil's kiss
Kissed in your sleep
Doesn't the pain we cause
Endlessly entertain us
Or is it the sameness
Drives us insane
Well you say you've had a rocky patch
But I think you finally met your match
And now it's time you get your turn
To light the fire and watch it burn
You can't hurt me... You can't hurt me
You can't hurt me anymore; I'm a strike-anywhere match
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The Snake
05:14
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Mother said to always kill a snake
So when I saw that copperhead, I took up my hoe and my rake
Trapped his head and went in for the kill
And as the blade came down, he said, "Do what thou will"
Met a Buddha as I walked along
His eyes were golden and he sang a funny song
I said, "I think one of us has got to go"
and as I took his life, he said, "Don't think, just know"
Contender
Out on a bender
Don't try to stop her
She's going clear
Lead me to water
Don't call the doctor
I'm tryin' to conquer all of my fears
Walked along a crevice in the road
Went all the way down to hell if I know
Met a truck with a devil at the wheel
And as he ran me down, he said, "I do not like the way you deal"
Contender
Out on a bender
Don't try to stop her
She's going clear
Lead me to water
Don't call the doctor
I'm tryin' to conquer all of my fears
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In songs of old, the lovers spoon
Underneath a harvest moon
Though they know all the while that the moon is subject to change
Could be that fickle moon above
Is a symbol of our fickle love
So coming from me, this may sound mighty strange:
I think you could be the one and only one for me,
Assuming no-one better comes along
I won't beg you to be true; I only want to be with you
And sing my noncommittal love song
Let's not say, "forever..."
Let's just stay together
(...indefinitely)
We might be a pretty good match...
And let's face it; I'm a catch
So you'd better hurry up and reel me in
I'm not looking for a ring;
I'm really not the type to cling
Just say you want me in your arms again
I'm the type who'd never cramp your style
Seems that someday soon, we could be walkin' down the aisle
(But don't count on it)
Listen up, I'm dropping hints:
You could be my charming prince...
And I should know from frogs; I've kissed my share
Oh, darling, I think you're the best...
At least, you're pretty good... I guess
So find a way to show me that you care
Let's not say, "forever..."
Let's just stay together
(...indefinitely).
I think you could be the one and only one for me,
Assuming no-one better comes along
I won't beg you to be true; I only want to be with you
And sing my noncommittal love song
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10. |
Clocks and Bottles
04:14
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Clocks and bottles, pictures on the wall
Got tired of waiting for you to call
Called me a cab but it was too far away
Don't wanna go just to go; don't wanna stay just to stay
Grab the bottle, pour another drink
Stare at the clock, give me time to think
The clock is ticking, but we still don't know
Don't wanna stay just to stay; don't wanna go just to go
Smiling pictures of me and you
All in time just make me blue
I'm a fierce little lover and I pay my tab
If you can't supply, call me that cab
I want the top shelf quality
You drain those bottles in quantity
Our time is short; we can't take it slow
Don't wanna stay just to stay; don't wanna go just to go
Smiling pictures of me and you
All in time just make me blue
I'm a fierce little lover and I pay my tab
If you can't supply, call me that cab
The bottle's empty but I still can't stop
Anticipating... one last drop
If this is over, we've got hell to pay
Don't wanna go just to go; don't wanna stay just to stay
Smiling pictures of me and you
All in time just make me blue
I'm a fierce little lover and I pay my tab
If you can't supply, call me that cab
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