Apartment for Two
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Apartment for Two
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Each plug is clogged with yer long dark hair
There’s half eaten pastries in the frigidaire
Cigarette butts in coffee cups and more
My nerves are shot I wait for you at night
Them boys will fuss and they will fight
In the moot pursuit of any cause
But I’m as happy as a clam
Shaky as my hands
However long you’re back home my baby
I don’t buy white bread or any brown liquor
It’s organic fruit stamped by the picker
That shit is expensive so’s the electrickery bill
Hairdryers straighteners lesser appliances
Ballache strains on meagre finances
Howsabouts fish fingers and two flutes to fill?
But I’m as peaceful as a lamb
My perambulent Madame
However long you’re back home my lady
Apartment for Two
What else can a dreamy daddy do
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Felt banged up after the crash but
Somehow elated!
I took the call immediately on hold
The piped music started promising me gold
If that's not a question
Then the answer isn't this
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Sure I’ve got a steady heart
Until it rattles like a toy
Dunno who wound it on up
But I’m a tinfoil drummer boy
And I’ll rimshot around ya
Got release and attack
The thrills they come then drop me on my back
So I’m goin’ it alone like that one cloud in the sky
Not gonna rain on your parade or give you shade to hide
Misery loves company but I just ain’t a company man.
Goin it alone like a bag on the breeze
I ain’t cluttering the gutter or buggering the sea
Luck and love’s a fortune but I just ain’t a gambling man.
She said “there’s only two types of folks in the world
The ones who yak on up a storm or hang on every word”
But there’s another type I’ll tell ya
They just ain’t around today
We’re staring at the trees, and walking in the rain
Goin it alone
This bird has flown he’s off and fucked the nest
You know I love youse all, but alone is my best.
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Cry, cry a river of tears
You should feel how wet's my pillow
And my sheets are so damn cold
I swear I wear a shroud
You might've broke me
Broke me
And then you broke me
Broke me
There's dots in both my eyes
And the sound I make when standing
There's not a floorboard here that creaks
Anything you wanna tell me?
I let you break me
Break me
I've let you break me
Break me
Trickle down effect so each day starts and ends the same
My repertoire would be
White knuckles on the rails
Were it not for you
Were it not for you
Don't you dare stay angry
Don't you dare lose grace
Should've let more time pass
So the dots before my eyes
Turned into something pleasant
Or into something else
And when you passed me
You really passed me
You nearly broke me
Broke me
Can’t, can't you tell a joke
Can’t you tell when I was joking
With everyone suited up fine
I wear my favourite shadows
And then you passed me
You really passed me
And you broke me
You really broke me
You really broke me
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That lumpy air between us
Blowin’ kissy kissys to the air
My favourite execution
"Fuck me" chopping block and all
Don't you fight it
Why would you fight it
There'll be more
For once be grateful
And be thankful
That there's more
Hand towels from ya glove box
Stuff both my pockets, roll your eyes
Another execution
Another chopping block
Another moment
Another frozen
In time
Why would you fight it
Would you fight it?
It's this time
This time
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I’ve Never been handsome
I ain’t got the face
Someone booked my looks
And shot ‘em up in space
All extremities
Like a canvas stretched
S’pose my nose’ll poke out one day
Beneath my neck
But I ain’t sad about it
I don’t envy
All you pretty boys
And yer morning routines
Oh fuck it
Baby, baby, here’s the deal
You got the cash but for free I’m a steal
Baby, baby, here’s the facts
I’m in shock it’s not that I can’t react
Never been handsome
I’ve never felt clean
I’m a Datsun 120B
In a world of limousines
But I’ll buy you dinner
Steal yer drinks
And ask you always
What you really think.
Howsabout it?
Baby, baby, here’s the deal
You got the cash but for free I’m a steal
Baby, baby, here’s the facts
I’m in shock it’s not that I can’t react
I don’t waste time on mirrors, I don’t moisturise
I don’t take my vitamins like all those other guys
Guess I’m not ugly, I never stood a chance
I’ve never been handsome, thank fuck I can dance
Baby, baby, here’s the deal
You got the cash but for free I’m a steal
Baby, baby, here’s the facts
I’m in shock it’s not that I can’t react
Baby, baby, here’s the deal
You got the cash but for free I’m a steal
Baby, baby, here’s the facts
I’m in shock it’s not that I can’t react
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Hard-Ons - Grandiose
01:40
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My moral compass seems a little off
It happens when I know you’re watching
The fuckwit that's there at every show
The fuckwit that's there at every show
"Come here" ya young buck she mocks
"Three people here come in pairs
I know that I'm acting grandiose
I know that I'm acting grandiose"
There's no heart when you touch me
Well ok
Well ok
And there's no blood when you cut me
Ok
Ok
And there's no recognition
Well from me
Yea from me
There won't be any love
From me
From me
Of course, I'm now table top side
Each dance now in full swing
Hushed and harmed and out the way
Hushed and harmed and out the way
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Well there's a hole in my heart and in falls everything
Everything
Everything
And there's a hole in my head and in falls everything
Everything
Yes everything
Before you even ask I say "now more than ever"
Before you even ask I let that line sink in real quick
Ducks in my head on top of each and other
The whole table coughs and I take that as my cue to leave
Big, big balls have a swing if you've got ‘em
And big, big balls is what I got
I think, think, think of myself out of corners
And think myself straight to the top
Before you even ask I say "no never"
Before you even ask I blinked
The hot heat takes its leave for the better
And we all pile high in the stink
As I took my cue and gathered up all my things
Felt your stares pinpricked on my neck and back
All the ducks in my head on top of each and other
All the shit in my head on top of each and other
Well there's a hole in my heart and in falls everything
Everything
Everything
And there's a hole in my head and in falls everything
Everything
Everything
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Hard-Ons - Makes Me Sick
01:23
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Of course I didn't care when ya gave me shit
Gave me shit
And even less for your apology
Apology
So sit yaself the fuck right down
The fuck right down
Ya gotta sit yaself the fuck right down
Sit right down
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
Yeah it makes me sick
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
If I was a drink I wouldn't spill
Wouldn't spill
And I was a window I wouldn't shut
Like my mouth
But I might've been a prick in a previous life
My previous life
Yea I must've been a dick in a previous life
And I'm not one now?
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
Yea it makes me sick
Makes me sick
Makes me sick
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Hard-Ons - Sling Shot
03:53
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She's talking as if sling shot
Told me that the car was hot
Told me that the drugs were cut
But that's not all
That’s not all
"Can't you just be happy once
Can't you just be happy for
Can't you just be happy for me
This one time
This one time”
One heart
One shove
One chance for people like me
Despite
Even you
One chance for people like me
Pursuit is just a given when
Even when the smallest slip
Even with the smallest trip
Is from a hundred feet high
So high
Might just use a little bit
Not enough to make me sick
Not enough to lose my mind
Not this high
Not this high
One heart
One shove
One chance for people like me
Despite
Even you
One chance for people like me
One heart
One shove
One chance for people like me
Despite
Even you
One chance for people like me
One heart
One shove
One chance for people like me
Despite
Even you
One chance for people like me
One heart
One shove
One chance for people like me
Despite
Even you
One chance for people like me
Chance for people like me
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Hard-Ons - Letterbox
02:29
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I think there's something waiting for me in my letter box
But I've lost my key
And I've lost my way
Yes I've lost my way
Scrapped all my knuckles and my blistered fingertips
If I could only reach
If I could only reach
It's all so out of reach
All so out of reach
Whatever made you think I'd be ok with this
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever made you'd think I'd be ok with this
Whatever made you think I'd be ok with this
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever made you'd think I'd be ok with this
I think there's been a punch up at the end of my street
There's a cop car here
Double parked on my lawn
He's parked up on my lawn
Could you pick the lock on my locked letter box?
Help me get a paper cut
And maybe get a bleeding heart
My little bleeding heart
My little bleeding heart
My little bleeding heart
My little bleeding heart
Whatever made you think I'd be ok with this
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever made you'd think I'd be ok with this
Whatever made you think I'd be ok with this
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
Whatever made you'd think I'd be ok with this
Whatever made you think I'd be ok with this
Whatever this is
Whatever this is
I think there's something waiting for me in my letter box
But I've lost my key
And I've lost my way
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Ordinary things
And ordinary days
Runnin’ through my fingers like razor blades
A drive to the store
A walk around this joint
Like treacle down my throat
Amped to boiling point
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
You get the shiver I get the gold
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I still deliver, deliver from the cold
Why would you spark a fire when yer not mired sittin’ in the dark?
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I get the shivers you get the gold
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I’ll live it down, I live to be sold
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Why would you spark a fire when you’re not surrounded by the dark?
Ordinary things
Ordinary things to say
Can get complicated if you let ‘em sit and stale
A phone call to receive
Can get me on my knees
Your words into my ear
Like I’m locked in a Nick Cage of bees, not the bees
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I got the shiver you got the gold
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I still deliver deep from the cold
Why would you spark a fire when you’re not mired livin’ in the dark?
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I get the shivers you get the gold
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I’ll live it down I live to be sold
Why would you spark a fire when you’re not surrounded by the dark?
You always ask about the tragedy
Never about the thirst
It’s not a choice it’s just these voices
I dunno
Is silence worse?
I dunno
Is silence worse?
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