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Happy Life
03:12
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Take time but don't take the trolley
We'll never get there anyway, yeah
By the root or the second but never by the first
Oh the worst has all but passed us over
The best is yet to come
Take time but don't take forever
We'll never get there anyway, yeah
Ten thousand hours down but twice that left to go
In the wake of indiscretions past
But the healing's yet to come
Happy life is going swell
Happy life is going swell for everyone
Take time but don't give an answer
I never asked the questions anyway, yeah
Pulled us far apart by the heartstrings, and threw us down
With the best of times behind us, yeah
But the best is yet to come
Take time but don't take the money
You'll never make it out alive, yeah
Ten thousand titans guard the iron gates of heaven
From the top of Mount Olympus, yeah
Their eyes can see us all
Happy life is going swell
Happy life is going swell for everyone
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Sunny Day
04:50
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When you're havin' a sunny day
Don't you love a rainstorm in the wake
Of an otherwise sunny day?
Well don't you sweat.
It isn't happening every day
But don't you know what it does?
It leaves you aching for another sunny day
But don't you fret
Go to work on a sunny day
Trade the light of the world for dollar bills
And by the time you can get away
The sun's gone set
Can't be happenin' every day
So don't let it whittle away your will
Reminisce about yesterday
While bracing for tomorrow
'Cause everything's gonna be alright, they say
Well, don't tell me everything's gonna be alright
I gotta go find out on my own
When you're havin' a sunny day
Don't you love a rainstorm in the wake
Of an otherwise sunny day?
Henceforth my refrain.
It isn't happening every day
But don't you know what it does?
It leaves you achin' in your head about yesterday
And the pills aren't for the pain
Sleepin' through all the sunny days
Wakin' up when the old ones go to bed
Sittin' out all the sunny days
Dancin' for the rain
Can't be happenin' every day
But don't it seem like a sequence of events?
Reminisce about yesterday
While bracing for tomorrow
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North & South
03:56
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Who among you is wisened enough to find the future
Is wise in the ways of tying the sutures tightly that we never bleed?
Deviation blue, out of the red and into the blackness
With the tiniest hint of acknowledged exactness, to be the one we need?
The best kind of lie is the cold hard truth
It's hard for me to tell you that I haven't got a clue
But I'm lackin' any sense of what is north and south and the
Hardest thing for me to do is figure it out that
The best kind of lie is the cold hard truth
It's hard for me to tell you that I haven't got a clue
But I'm lackin' any sense of what is north and south and the
Smartest thing for me to do is shut my stupid mouth
Who among you hasn't the thirst for fame and riches
To pay someone else to do your dishes and to drink at the bars for free?
What do you take me for? I'm a victim of version 7.0
But I refuse to let myself become addicted to that which doesn't show, oh I know
The best kind of lie is the cold hard truth
It's hard for me to tell you that I haven't got a clue
But I'm lackin' any sense of what is north and south and the
Hardest thing for me to do is figure it out that
The best kind of lie is the cold hard truth
It's hard for me to tell you that I haven't got a clue
But I'm lackin' any sense of what is north and south and the
Smartest thing for me to do is shut my stupid mouth
You know that it's true, we're sippin' the wine while the sky falls down
Buried our heads in the sand of a sinking cityscape on solid ground
Take with a grain of salt our aversion to version 7.0
While we do all our banking on satellites the Chinese might just missile down
The best kind of lie is the cold hard truth
It's hard for me to tell you that I haven't got a clue
But I'm lackin' any sense of what is north and south and the
Hardest thing for me to do is figure it out that
The best kind of lie is the cold hard truth
It's hard for me to tell you that I haven't got a clue
But I'm lackin' any sense of what is north and south and the
Smartest thing for me to do is :-X
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Frozen Blue
03:47
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She had a dream while I was driving up to Inkster one night
Beyond Satan's bar downtown was home sweet home
Clouds conceal moonlight but still the snow was so white
Do you think that I might catch a ride
The back seat of a Pontiac Bonneville is so incredibly roomy
And a beautiful girl makes it all the better
Through the ice and snow, to the den of the devil may we go
But don't you step one foot inside.
Frozen blue, thanks to you.
She had a dream while I was driving back to Redford one night
I swear on Telegraph the lights are always green.
Clouds conceal moonlight but the orange lamps are so bright
Down with the windows and up with the radio.
The back seat of a Pontiac Bonneville is so incredibly roomy
And a beautiful girl makes it all the better.
Wind blowing in her hair, sweet song of the devil in the air
Down with the windows and up with the radio.
Frozen blue, thanks to you.
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Tailwinds
04:48
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Like a cricket on the wall, I'm only tryin' to find my way.
Are you willing to fight?
Are you willing to take a little damage
Take a little damage for
Got a ticket for the brawl, front row seats
You know I'm gonna be covered in blood, so
Are you willing to fight for your life and fight for your honor?
What else is honor for?
It's not that I'm out of things to say
To you, per se
Please don't think it's personal
It's just that I'm out of things to say
At all, I say
The least of all my worries is us.
Pop out five or six ice cubes and add more soymilk till it's perfectly fine
Are you willing to smile?
Are you willing to bask in the sunshine,
Revel, let the good times roll?
Can you level with the devil and
Look his fat red ass in his bloodshot eyes and say,
"Are you willing to throw down the gauntlet?
You sure like to flaunt it, so scream like you want it!"
Cause
It's not that I'm out of things to say
To you, per se
Please don't think it's personal
It's just that I'm out of things to say
At all, I say
The least of all my worries is us.
The eye of the storm is past, these are the tailwinds.
Hang on, hold the wheel steady and save the ship a tailspin
The eye of the storm is past, these are the tailwinds.
Hang on, we're almost through! Let's take a walk tomorrow for
It's not that I'm out of things to say
To you, per se
Please don't think it's personal
It's just that I'm out of things to say
At all, I say
The least of all my worries is us.
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