1. |
You Could Be President
03:56
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V1
Momma, Momma, it's a mad, mad world
I feel bad for all the boys and girls
Fallin' in from the astral plane
Out of the great unknown into the grand insane
But listen, children, I've got good news
You don't have to play by the rules
So step right up and just stake your claim
And I'm gon' teach you how to play the game
CH1
Just
Throw your punches and have no hesitance
Follow hunches in spite of evidence
This whole Earth is just a private residence, and
You could be President
V2
Momma, Momma, I hate to say
Dog eat dog seems like the only way
To take your seat in the captain's chair
Lord knows, the golden rule ain't gonna get you there
So don't be humble and don't be kind
All that noise is just a waste of time
(It's a waste of your time)
And pay no mind to what the people say
So long as the people say your name
(Keep 'em sayin' your name)
CH2
Just
Throw your punches and have no hesitance
Follow hunches in spite of evidence
This whole Earth is just a private residence, and
You could be president
V3
Momma, Momma, it's hard to see
That old Lady called Liberty
Weeping into that New York bay
Well if I could console her, this is what I'd say...
CH3
Just
Throw your punches and have no hesitance
Follow hunches in spite of evidence
This whole Earth is just a private residence
And it's all yours, so you can make your mess of it
Run your mouth and mix all your messages
Twist the truth until you can't make sense of it
You can't lose if you can keep on bendin' it,
You could be President
You could be President
You could be President
You could be President
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2. |
The Death of Us
03:46
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V1
If I have one, I might as well have two
If I have two, I might as well have ten
Now, I don't need to count the rest
I think we both know how the story ends
I'm on your front porch
I need a place to sleep
Oh, love's gonna be the death of me
The death of me
Love's gonna be the death of me
(The death of me, yeah…)
V2
I tried hard to play my cards just right
Beginner's luck usually gets me through the night
But after one kiss it hits the fan
A flush of bleeding hearts in my hand
I grab a band-aid, but what's the rush?
Oh, love's gonna be the death of us
The death of us
Love's gonna be the death of us
(The death of us)
BRIDGE
Here we rest eternal, here we rest in peace, we
Say a little prayer for the love deceased, we
Bury our desire, burning all the lust
Till it’s ash to ashes
Dust to dust
V3
Now you will never speak to me again
It's all my fault and I cannot pretend
There was a signpost I did not see
Drivin' the wrong way down
A one way street
And now the car's wrapped
Around a bus
Oh, love's gonna be the death of us
The death of us
Oh, ooh, loves gonna be
The death of us
Ooh, ooh, loves gonna be
The death of us
Ooh, ooh, loves gonna be
The death of us
The death of us
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3. |
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V1
Love
What did you mean by Love?
Is that the word you meant to whisper
With kisses down her neck?
Love
What did you mean by that?
And what did you expect would happen?
She'd pat you on the back, stand up and
Start slow clappin'?
Love
What did you mean by Love?
I think you meant 'like you strongly'
Unless you meant 'just your body'
Just enough to stay
But not enough to fall
Instead of giving up
What did you mean by Love?
V2
Hope
What did you mean you hope so?
Did you mean you were less than likely
To head over your heels, because your heart was
Just not there?
That's what you could've said
No hieroglyphics to decipher
No beatin' 'round the bush
Just set the bush on fire, but...
Love
What did you mean by Love?
I think you meant 'see you later'
'It's really been a bunch of fun but now it's done'
I know...
You probably have to go
But I'd still like to know...
CH
What did you mean by Love?
What did you mean?
What did you mean
When you said
Love?
What did you mean when you said Love?
V3
Love
It's more than just a word
You thought that you could test the waters
Droppin' the atom bomb...
Well, now the water's turning
Red
And all the fish are dead
Floatin' around my head
With all the other things I could have said to make you
See
Just what you mean to me, but
The damage has been done...
CH
What did you mean by Love?
What did you mean?
What did you mean
When you said
Love?
What did you mean when you said Love?
Oh, Love
What did you mean?
Love
What did you mean when you said Love?
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4. |
Hardly Ever Rains
04:34
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V1
She says “honey, why’re you crying"
I don’t know what to say
It’s been 70 and shining for the last one-hundred days
But the whole time I’ve been pining
The whole time I’ve been pained
Cuz where I come from honey
It hardly ever rains
It’s a sunday in this jungle
A monday ‘cross the pond
And you can go to prison here for
Watering your lawn
And i have no explanation
For why i feel so strange
But where i come from, honey
It hardly ever rains, yes,
Where i come from, honey
It hardly ever rains
V2
She scribbles on a napkin
I ask if i can see
It’s a cowboy in a red dress
With a hat made out of leaves
He’s got wings on both his shoulders
I ask "what does this mean,”
She says, “Honey, it’s a picture of you,"
Well, I wish that felt like me
She’s a whisper in the silence
Some pixels on my phone
Sayin “no man is an island, but
Everyone’s alone”
And maybe that’s what keeps me smiling
Maybe that’s what keeps me sane, cuz
Where I come from, honey
It hardly ever rains
Yes, where i come from, honey
It hardly ever rains
V3
She calls me from the airport
Just to say goodbye
And that’s when it starts pouring
Teardrops from my eyes
And I don’t have my hopes up
But I don’t have no shame, cuz
Where I come from, honey
It hardly ever rains
Then the lightning hits the concrete
The thunder is delayed
But I can hear a heartbeat
From a hundred miles away
And I ain’t in no danger
But I am still afraid
Cuz where I come from, honey
It hardly ever rains
Yes, where i come from, honey
it hardly ever rains
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5. |
Lily of Casablanca
04:13
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V1
Lily’s a trip
She sleeps in the day
And wakes in the night with a glass of champagne
When everything’s quiet
She slips out the door
You can’t her feet cuz she glides 'cross the floor
Into the dark
Out of her room
She makes her escape
by the light of the moon
When nobody’s watching
That’s when she shines
From the back of the house
To the front of my mind
CH
Lily of Casablanca
Dream weaver
Show stopper
Blooms in the midnight hour
Lily of Casablanca
V2
Lily is plugged
Into the beyond
Her life is a lamp
And her soul is switched on
When she’s by my side
I feel it so deep
A constant vibration that
Can’t be released
Lily is strong
She’s fine on her own
She don’t need my arms
To make her feel at home
But someday I hope I can
Wrap them around her and
Show her the way that I feel about her
CH
Lily of Casablanca
Dream weaver
Show stopper
Blooms in the midnight hour
Lily of Casablanca
BRIDGE
She’s got a pretty song to sing, but
She’s only ever whispering
So if you wanna hear it
You really gotta listen in, or
You bet you’re gonna miss it, and then
She’ll be disappearing
V3
Lily's a punk
She don't give a funk
She don’t make a scene, she just
Does what she wants
And speaking of which
I'm catching her bug
And it's making me sick
Cuz I'm falling in love with
CH
Lily of Casablanca
Dream weaver
Show stopper
Blooms in the midnight hour
Lily of Casablanca
Oh, yeah
She’s a dream weaver
She’s a punk rocker
Lily of Casablanca
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6. |
"Best"
03:39
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V1
Whoever said
That words can’t hurt you must have never had
A dictionary dropped down on their head
From a distance
The last I checked
That’d knock you dead
And I’m impressed
Cuz based on the available context
Well, I don’t think you were speaking in jest
I think you meant it
Because you signed it
And then you sent it
CHORUS
You coulda told me to get lost
It wouldn’t've hurt me so bad
You coulda told me to fuck off
I woulda prob'ly just laughed
But for all the days we spent together
And all the ways you could end a letter
I woulda thought you’d pick something better
But instead, you chose
“Best”
V2
Well, I confess
If this was just some ruthless kind of test
To see if I’d get uselessly obsessed
Well, then you nailed it
Cuz you passed it
And I failed it
CHORUS
You coulda told me to get lost
It wouldn’t've hurt me so bad
You coulda told me to fuck off
I woulda prob'ly just laughed
But for all the days we spent together
And all the ways you could end a letter
I woulda thought you’d pick something better
But instead, you chose
“Best”
POST
Oh, oh yes
I’d have never guessed
Baby, you chose “Best”
BRIDGE
Peace, love, sincerely, warmest regards, cheers, yours truly, X.O.,
Talk soon, later, thanks for reading, with all due respect...
Let me be direct
V3
Did you forget
How many times the two of us had sex?
Tho I would call it love making instead
At least a thousand
The last I checked
But who’s counting?
CHORUS
You coulda told me to get lost
It wouldn’t've hurt me so bad
You coulda told me to fuck off
I woulda prob'ly just laughed
But for all the days we spent together
And all the ways you could end a letter
I woulda thought you’d pick something better
But instead, you chose
“Best”
POST
Oh, oh yes
I’d have never guessed
Baby, you chose
“Best”
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7. |
100 Years From Now
04:34
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V1
One hundred years from now
No one will care about
Anything you ever did
Anything you ever said
And if by chance they do
You were probably a jerk
Or likely even worse,
Kept people down by force
But perhaps you were a saint
That's an honorable thing
Gave your life to help the poor
Fought injustices and wars
Either way, you get the point
We don't have much time to waste, just
Find yourself a horse, and
Ride it till it breaks
Pre Chorus 1
All anyone will say is
"Wait, what was their name?"
But don't worry, it's ok
Actually, it's great, cuz
No one's keep score, so...
So just get over...
CH1
You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, get over you, get over you.
V2
One hundred years from now
You'll be floating through the air
While the cocaine that you did
Decomposes in your hair
If you're listening to this song
Then, one hundred years from now
You'll probably be dead
Unless you've figured out
How to change the serpentine belt
Replace all your stem cells
Seven daily health tips
Ketosis or kale chips
So what's it all about?
Can't we figure this shit out?
Do we really have to fight
If we all still have to die?
Pre Chorus 2
All anyone will say is
"Wait, what was their name?"
But don't worry, it's ok
Actually, it's great, cuz
No one's keep score, so...
So just get over...
CH2
You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, get over you, get over you.
BRIDGE
V3
A couple years ago
My friend took a vacation
Thirty days of silence
Tried to meditate some —
Where in Southeast Asia
I think it was Thailand...
Either way, he showed me
Pictures from his camera, and
Written on the wall
Of the temple where he sat
It said "cut yourself some slack"
And then this basic fact, it
Made me laugh out loud
So deep but yet so simple
It said "One hundred years from now, remember:
All new people"
So just get over...
CH3
You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, get over you, get over
You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, get over you, get over
You-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, get over you, get...
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8. |
Darlin' Don't Be Late
05:07
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V1
Meet me at the gate
Darlin’ don’t be late
The top’s already rolled down
The bed’s already made
I’m still so impatient
Some things never change
You’re still takin your sweet time
It still drives me insane
CH1
I’m still wearin my faded old t-shirt
Driving an orange Beamer
One more goodbye, then I’ll be on my way
So darlin Don't Be Late
V2
You were never happy
And I was never home
Those two things were related
Which came first, I’ll never know
But none of that shit matters now
Cuz no ones keepin' score
And no one’s gonna judge you
When you walk through that door
I will be waiting for ya…
CH2
Wearing my faded old t-shirt
Driving an orange Beamer
One more goodbye, then I’ll be on my way
So darlin Don't Be Late
V3
I know that you’re worried
That you’re getting close
To giving up the good fight
And heading for the coast
So when you meet that moment
Just know that you’ll be safe
I'll catch you on the flip side
Of that white marshmallow haze
But you know that I hate to wait
I’m still...
CH3
Wearing my faded old t-shirt
Driving an orange Beamer
I’ll be smokin’ Elysian reefer
I’ve been waiting to long just to see ya
So I can kiss you goodbye, then I’ll be on my way
So darlin Don't Be Late
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9. |
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V1
I don’t wanna be a billionaire
I just want a comfy place to live
With friends and neighbors always around
They never call me, just walk on in
The doors and windows ain’t ever locked
Because I don’t have any shit to steal
Just a couple comfy chairs to sit
And a pot to cook a family meal
CH
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain’t the message that you came to hear, but
I can’t help it if I just don’t care
I don’t want to be a billionaire
V2
I’m tired of hearin’ about the I.P.O.
All of the ways that all the cash could flow
It would be nice if it would trickle down
To the people on the other side of town
But something tells me that it probably won’t
‘Cuz something tells me that it just ain’t right
Taking donations for the 1 percent
Out of the pockets of the 99
CH
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain’t the message that you came to hear, but
I can’t help it if I just don’t care
I don’t want to be a billionaire
POST CHORUS
No, I don’t
No-oh-oh, I don’t
I don’t wanna be a billionaire
BRIDGE
I don’t want to sacrifice my life, tryin’ to
Shave five seconds off a checkout line
Think of something that the whole world needs
Faster fast food delivery
I don’t want to be forced to guess
What to do with all of my excess
Take vacations into outer space
Or pay all school teachers a living wage
V3
I know nothing’s gonna come from this
Except for make a couple people pissed
It ain’t effective, far as I can tell
Telling the Devil he should go to hell
And I don’t even know who’s to blame
Or who’s been marching in the hit parade
But I don’t really wanna sing along
If a computer wrote the f*#kin’ song
CH
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain’t the message that you came to hear, but
I can’t help it if I just don’t care
I don’t want to be a billionaire
POST CHORUS
No, I don’t
No-oh-oh, I don’t
I don’t wanna be a billionaire
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10. |
Like a Woman Scorned
04:55
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V1
Men are great, but also deeply
Fucked up in the brain
I am one, and if I’m honest,
I’m a bit ashamed
CH1
But don’t take my word for it
Just look up at the scoreboard
We’ve got the lead in several
Important categories
Colonization, slavery, genocide, and war, but…
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"
V2
Men do things like fight for status
At the world’s expense
This destruction, say the experts,
Has it’s roots in sex
CH2
That’s why we brag about it
You wouldn’t understand it
We just can’t live without it:
Taking what’s not been granted
And if she speaks her mind, she’s just a crazy whore, cuz…
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"
BRIDGE
They can’t have too much power
We’re just too scared to let them
So we just keep them down and
Sit back and watch what happens:
Major financial crashes, ruthless incarceration
Lead poison in the water, nuclear devastation
V3
Men are great, but also deeply
Fucked up in the brain
CH3
But don’t take my word for it
Ask the 45th P.O.T.U.S.
Callin’ ‘em nasty while he’s
Grabbin’ ‘em by the –
You see…
I know it’s not that simple
Unless it’s just that simple
I ain’t no statistician, but,
I’m picking up a pattern
In our domestic violence
In all of these mass shootings
These are just observations
I’m not jumping to conclusions
TAG
Colonization, slavery, genocide, and war…
Colonization, slavery, genocide, and war…
And yet we sill say, despite all of this and more…
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"
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11. |
Fog in the Mirror
04:01
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V1
There’s fog in the mirror
No reflection back from the glass
I can’t see the future
Only the past
There’s fog in the mirror
Double vanity, single bath
We could take a shower
Wait for the water to rise up
Our love would heat the pipes up
CH1
How would you like it,
To be confused by a
Sad romantic
Looking for a muse?
I’m sorry to say,
That’s the best that I can do
V2
There’s fog in the mirror
With my fingers I draw a map
Of a different time zone
Across an ocean
On an island
Where Irish eyes are smilin’
CH2
How would you like it,
To be confused by a
Sad romantic
Looking for a muse?
I’m sorry to say,
That’s the best that I can do
V3
Let’s open a window
Pull the shades up and flip the latch
Just to let some steam out
That’s my best guess
What a hot mess
We were naked, now we’re full dressed
CH2
How would you like it,
To be confused by a
Sad romantic
Tryin’ to sing the blues?
I’m sorry to say,
That’s the best that I can do
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12. |
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V1
Did you hear the one
About the old man and the son
Who had a horse
Who ran away?
All the neighbors came and said
“We’re sorry ‘bout the stallion.
He must have cost a fortune,
What a shame”
But the old man, he knew better
Any moment anything can change forever, yes…
CH1
All’s well that ends well
But, all’s well even if it doesn’t
End well
All’s well that ends well
But, all’s well, even if it doesn’t
End well
V2
One day, out of nowhere,
After months had passed,
The horse came back
And this time had a lady with him
She gave birth to baby horses
All the neighbors said “congratulations,
What a fortune, God is great”
But the old man, he knew better
Any moment anything can change forever, yes…
CH1
All’s well that ends well
But, all’s well even if it doesn’t
End well
All’s well that ends well
But, all’s well even if it doesn’t
End well
BRIDGE
And the boy rode all the horses
Till one day he got kicked off and landed
On his back and broke it
All the neighbors sunk their heads and said,
“How terrible, the poor young lad,
He’ll never ride a horse again”
V3
It’s hard to say just how the story ends,
It’s still unfolding, but we know the son was injured bad
Then a war broke out across the land
And all the men were drafted but the boy
Who had the broken back
And as he lay there in bed, in the hospital
All the young men were killed in the battle
You see, the old man, he knew better
Any moment anything can change forever, yes…
CH1
All’s well that ends well
But, all’s well even if it doesn’t
End well
All’s well that ends well
But, all’s well even if it doesn’t
End well
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