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Introduction
01:29
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Hi, I'm Tom. Pleased to meet you.
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World Of Love
03:01
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World of Love encompassing
everything I see or touch
the air, water and light
whatever I find here
World of Love Surrounds me
Overconfident that this is
where I'm going to be
year after year
The wine glass at the wedding
under the foot falling down fast
we could put them both back together
with tweezers, glue and enough time
World Of Love, World of Love, World of love, World of love
World of Love
World of love will always survive
though me might wander away
smiling and soothing us
whenever we return.
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A Cup holds coffee and costs a dime
the coffee, of course, costs extra
there are many things that have no rhyme
and quite a few of them are colors
The second hand counts the difference
The first counts things that are no more
There are many things that make no sense
and quite a few of them are colors
Black is Death and Red is anger
White is purer than the driven snow
Cheap symbolism for hire
but not what I see, not what I know
Strange beauty makes the planets align
It comforts me and keeps me unsure
There are many things that are divine
And quite a few of them are colors
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Nicky Is A Big Boy
04:26
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When I hit you, I never say I'm sorry
When I hit you, I guess I'm being naughty
But it seems like a good idea at the time
When I kill you, I never say I'm sorry
When I kill you, I guess I'm being naughty
But it seems like a good idea at the time
When I love you, I never say I'm sorry
When I love you, I guess I'm being naughty
But it seems like a good idea at the time
Nicky is a big boy, he can write his own name
Nicky is a big boy, he can play a game
Nicky is a big boy, knows eggs come from a hen
Nicky is a big boy, stays up until 10
Nicky's on the playground, at the top of the slide
Nicky's on the subway, going for a ride
Nicky's with his mommy, they're out for the whole day
Nicky has his bedtime, he's drifting away
Now Nicky is dreaming of a magic hat
and Nicky is dreaming of a dancing cat
Nicky is dreaming that he's his own dad
and Nicky is dreaming that he's never bad
Nicky's on the playground, at the top of the slide
Nicky's on the subway, going for a ride
Nicky's with his mommy, they're out for the whole day
Nicky has his bedtime, he's drifting away
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I Saved You
06:12
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Sometimes I miss you so much I feel as though I'm holding you
but why can't you tell me what I should do
I saved you
I saved you
At least I tried
I promise
I promise
I'll get it right next time
While I watched the black night faded into a clear blue morning
and then, to my suprise, that meant nothing. Nothing.
I saved you
I saved you
At least I tried
I promise
I promise
I'll get it right next time
You know all that love I told you about before
if you don't mind, I'd like to tell you just once more
You know all that love I told you about before
if you don't mind, I'd like to tell you just once more
Strangers took your pulse, took your name, took you away forever
Strangers told me you would soon do better
I saved you
I saved you
At least I tried
I promise
I promise
I'll get it right next time
All that love I told you about before
I'd like to tell you just once more
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Duck Duck Goose
00:32
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It might be silly of me
This isn't the sort of thing grown-ups think about
But I have to say
I'm waiting for the day
When you finally let me walk you home
First, I'll shyly hold your hand
Then, when I'm bolder
I'll kiss you the way a man
Kisses the breath of
his passion and his love
When you finally let me walk you home
There were times you weren't mine
Days I didn't think about you
Let's forget them all
Forget each regret that hasn't happened yet
When you finally let me walk you home
I'm going back to San Francisco
This time I think I'm going to stay
It's too late for the Haight but I've got
A great view of the bay
I'm going back to San Francisco
Where I know you'll love me someday
It's too late for the Haight but we'll share
A great view of the bay
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8. |
Country Hobo
06:17
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Sometimes I give him spare change
Sometimes I look away
but he just wanted to talk today
It's so dirty here he said
Most of the people are even cheaper than you
and I realize what I have to do
Someday I'll run away
and become a country hobo
I'll learn the ways of a country hobo
Life can be ok for a country hobo
Life can be ok
I was a street musician
Till that wasn't allowed
They made laws against drawing a crowd
But those crowds meant I could pay my rent
Even afford the occasional meal
Ever since then, I haven't felt real
They moved me to shelters where I learned to take a punch
To let new friends sometimes have my lunch
Not to believe that anything good can come from wondering, just from walking
no one ever found peace through talking
Someday I'll run away
and become a country hobo
I'll learn the ways of a country hobo
Life can be ok for a country hobo
Life can be ok
I'm coughing like it's pneumonia think I've got a touch
But they tell me I just drink too much
They said spend a month in the hospital
Dry out, get sober, you'll soon be fine
I'd rather dry out in the sunshine
In the summer I'll sleep under apple trees
In the winter nobody will let me freeze
I'll be a local character and people there
will take care
of their country hobo
Someday I'll run away
and become a country hobo
I'll learn the ways of a country hobo
Life can be ok for a country hobo
Life can be ok
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Song of Grief
03:08
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The world is filled with leaves turned brown
More than enough to cover the ground
Do you know what they sound like under my feet
That's my song of grief
I hear laughter in tears and lies
Always hear laughter after I try
Sometimes laughter is nothing but a thief
That's my song of grief
Some people sing the blues so long they forget why
Those lucky sons of bitches
I'm singing to the past, trying to bring it back
wrapped in childhood kisses
In my car, wondering where I am
the light turns red, traffic turns into jam
The engines overheat and the horns go beep
That's my song of grief.
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War Songs
04:38
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A gun to shoot, uniform to wear
There's no such thing as fashion in this place
Blood in the water, blood in the air
Dirt on his hands, dirt on his face
War songs, war songs, war songs, war songs
A desperate substitute for peace
strums of a guitar lying on his bed
Right now, there's not much else that's his own
with just the songs lost in his head
War songs, war songs, war songs, war songs
Somehow a cassette, songs he'd sent home
streamed through music blogs, trendy web pages
became a top internet download
when word of mouth sang his praises
nursery rhymes
war songs, war songs
odes to sunlight
war songs, war songs
just holding hands in the dark
war songs, war songs
looking for his gentle heart
An author's mind might make him a star
champagne always filling his coffee cup
or could cry at his tragic death
but no one knows how he ended up
A gun to shoot
uniform to wear
a gun to shoot, uniform to wear
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If Only You Liked Me"
If I were a pretty girl, you'd like me
If I sang Rock and Roll, You'd like me
If I learned to drive, you'd like me
If I were only five, You'd like me
If only you liked me
If only you liked me
If I were masculine, you'd like me
If I tried to sin, you'd like me
If I ran faster, you'd like me
If I were your master, you'd like me
If only you liked me
If only you liked me
If I were a doctor, you'd like me
If I were shocked me, you'd like me
If I were a Beatles fan, you'd like me
If I were what I am, you'd like me
You'd like me
You'd like me
What did I Do:
What did I do
I clapped along to a funny song I heard on the radio
The radio is my buddy so true
and mommy is daddy's best friend
What else is true
Where to go for clean clothes, one plus one is something I'll always know
because a good boy knows what he should do
And daddy is mommy's best friend
See that star, shining star, night time star light shining through
That star is my star, but I'll share it with you
That star is my star, but I'll share it with you
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13. |
Colette
01:07
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Let me love the people I hate
Lord, Let me love the people I hate
Even though they're not all that great
Let me love the people I hate
Let me love the people I despise
Lord, let me love the people I despise
I should start trying to be wise
Let me love the people I despise
Let me learn to love new things
Lord, let me learn to love new things
To not shy away from your wings
Let me learn to love new things
Let me learn to look at myself
Lord, let me learn to look at myself
To do the best things for my health
Let me learn to look at myself
Let me start to understand
Lord, let me start to understand
how the morning feels in my hand
Let me start to understand
Let me love the people I hate
Lord, let me learn to love the people I hate
I'm starting to wonder; how do I rate
Let me love the people I hate
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Tommy Stevens New York, New York
I guess my life has been pretty uneventful, except for that time I was on a field trip with my high school science class and was bitten by a radioactive spider.
Oh, also, I played at CBGB once. That was pretty cool.
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