1. |
I'd Do Anything
03:26
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I could be more outrageous
I could be tried and true
I could be anything
That you want me to
I could be ostentatious
I could be more like you
I could be my own man
If you want me to
I can’t wait to find out
What I’m about, you tell me
Because I’d do anything
I’d do anything that you want
Yes I’d say anything
I’d say anything
Just to keep you here
I could be Richard Nixon
I could be Isaac Stern
I could be Pope John Paul
The first, second, or third
So think of me as a sculpture
I am your block of clay
I’ll assume any shape
That you think is ok
If you want me to
I can think of myself
As one too many people
You can see for yourself
I’m not much else
So help me because
I’d do anything…….
And I will build myself around you
A fragrant bloom,
Or noxious fume
You choose which will surround you because
I’d do anything…..
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2. |
Mr. Smith
04:10
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God bless you Mr. Smith
You’ve been born of the spirit
We trust you Mr. Smith
Cause you’ve been forgiven
These things I know are true
As in the beginning
Some things I know are true
We are all sinners
Where angels gather round
The children are listening
And angels can be found
Where children are singing
Baptize you with water
Wash you clean from sin
Baptize you with the fire
And live inside your skin
And he said go unto the world
And give of yourselves
Give of yourselves as I’ve given
And build me some churches
From bricks and from blood
Sing me the hymn for the people
Who died for your coming
God bless you Mr. Smith…..
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3. |
Weight Of The World
04:07
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Self awareness is not for me
It’s far too enlightening
I can feel the thumb screws of life
Are constantly tightening
I could love you and be OK
But it’s all very frightening
The weight of the world, you see
Looks better on you than on me
Yes you are the uber blond
The blond for all seasons
With a heart that’s at least as large
As four Jackie Gleasons
I could love but it would be
For all the wrong reasons
Like feeling secure
When the world is a blur
And I don’t even want to know
The reasons why you love me
Time will tell if you are right or crazy
I can’t tell, I can’t tell
On Sunday we climbed to the top
Of old Mt. McClexter
We leaned up against a rock
And felt it’s warm texture
Then we waited for people to leave
So we could have sex there
Then you said it’s too cold
There’s stuff on TV, let’s go home
Not long before I knew your name
I wasn’t so in love
It was easier that way
A fact I’m not proud of
In the morning I wake to the sounds
Of your gentle snoring
Yes this is a welcome change
From years bent on scoring
Ya freedom is all well and fine
But it gets pretty boring
The weight of the world
Was dragging me down
And I don’t even want to know……
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4. |
Talking Like A Fool
04:52
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A mind starts to wander
A car gets too small
This is no place to be hiding
When I’m climbing the walls
I’m talking to myself just now
And it’s all I can do
To keep from laughing at myself
Cause I’m talking like a fool
Yes I’m talking like a fool
I shake myself awake again
It’s getting late at night
In the mountains north of Tucson
I stop to get a bite
There’s a pretty girl with a bunch of friends, she’s got her arm around
a retarded man and he’s
grinning ear to ear
There’s a phone in the corner
And as my eyes fill up with tears
I call an old lover
I haven’t spoken to in years
She laughs when she hears it’s me
She asks me what’s new
I lie and say I’m still the same
She knows I’m talking like a fool
I’m still talking like a fool
We talk about our younger days
And our less than kind farewells
As selfish as a newborn
We’d thought only of ourselves
I bear no resemblance now
To someone so cruel
But here I am a smarter man
And I’m talking like a fool
The eyes of the childlike guy
They find me across this crowded room
And he smiles as if to say
Why would you talk this way
I say I’d like to see her
She doesn’t make a sound
It’s like wishing on a falling star
Before it hits the ground
We struggle through our goodbyes
As I stare across the room
I am frozen in my lonesomeness
I am frozen in my shoes
And I’m talking like a fool
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5. |
Space And Time
02:21
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Tell me what went wrong
Seems our love was strong
But we had some words
Now we don’t know
What to say anymore
Can’t we just pipe down
We’ll be heart-broke bound
If we don’t shut up
Act like grownups
And take our chances this time
Let’s have one last drink
Tell me what you think
About space and time
Yours and mine
And what the hell we’ll do now
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6. |
We Had Hope
03:32
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It has been a long time
Eight years is a long time
So we raise our glasses high
We had hope, we once had hope
I said one more inning
You said no more jokes
Let’s just try and get through tonight
We had hope, we once had hope
Lapse in conversation
Silence fills the room
I’ll go put some music on
We had hope……
Happy anniversary
These and no more words
Just the sound of forks and
Knives on china
We had hope, we once had hope
Driving east to Vegas
In my rear view mirror
I watch Alice fade away
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7. |
Girls Who Look Like That
03:46
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I got bored, I had to get away
So I headed to the Blue Cafe
There’s plenty of light here
I got a good book
Then I go and and make the mistake
of looking around
A couple has just walked in
And oh, she’s hanging all over him
No I don’t think I can take much more
Hey waiter bring
Some quaaludes please
Girls who look like that
Wish they always wouldn’t
Break my heart in two, ya
Girls who look like that
Make more realize that
I am far worse off than I knew
I try to look away, I turn my chair
But I see her reflection in the glass
She is everywhere
What a cruel joke, what a twist of fate
At times like this
I wish I wasn’t straight
If I were gay this might be moot
Except the guy she’s with
Is also pretty cute
No I can’t win for loosing
Hey, would someone please
just kill me
Girls who look like that……
He gets up to buy her some dessert
She’s alone, I should say something
Couldn’t hurt
I mouth hi, then I mouth hello
Man that was smooth
How can anyone resist, I don’t know
He’s feeding her cream puffs now
with a smirk
I wonder why the hell m
y eyelids won’t work
They seem to be jammed up wide
I think that I need surgery
Girls who look like that…….
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8. |
Extraordinary Things
04:09
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Well I am now an old man
It’s nice of you to say I’m wrong
Son, thank you for the ballgame
Next time let’s not wait so long
You know I was once a pitcher
Had a pretty good arm
Thought I’d make it to the major Leagues, of course I never did
It was just a vain attempt
To do extraordinary things
I always thought I’d travel
But the only time I ever did
I’d joined MacArthur’s army
When I was still a kid
Oh yes we were a cocky bunch
We thought we’d all be heroes
Till we were captured
In the Philippines
It was just another vain attempt
To do extraordinary things
I always thought I’d be a writer
My literary friends and me
We’d drink and laugh
At our witty banter
And we’d write whenever we were free
But you were a handful
And your sister was a handful
No don’t get me wrong
I don’t blame you for a thing
Even if I’d had the time
It would have been a vain attempt
To do extraordinary things
What will be my mark here
This is what old people contemplate
Well maybe I’m a coward
To redefine these things so late
But every act of kindness
Between a father and his children
Every kiss upon your mother’s cheek
Yes each one was a miracle
They were all extraordinary things
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9. |
If I Were A Planet
04:52
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If I were a planet I’d call up Houston
And tell them to please leave me alone
Because there’s no life here
It’s a rotten atmosphere
And there’s really not that much to see
Ya, you can call it paranoia
Maybe but I’m probably right
Ya ya ya You want to see
How the other half lives
If I were Columbus
I would spend my vacation
On a long lost Caribbean cruise
I’d fall in love there
And I would follow her
Out to the edges of the world
Ya, I get a little bit excited
Maybe but I got no choice
Ya ya ya
I want to see how the other half lives
It’s cold outside
Now I know why you had to apologize
Made the world sit and watch
Your vacation slides
And all I can say is it’s one small step
Will she ever make the grade
Will we ever make the grade
If I were a planet I would call you
And tell you to go home
If I were a planet
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10. |
Maria
05:02
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I woke up with my head on my hands On my desk top
There was an imprint of my stapler
In the side of my head
Shook my head, wiped off my chin
On my shoulder
Oh Jesus, look at the time
I’ve got things to deliver
I’ve got memos and papers
And products of labor
Time sheets and pie graphs
On public behavior
I’d rather go back to sleep
And be dreaming of Maria
Yes drooling and dreaming of Maria
I woke up with my head on my hands On my steering wheel
I’d skidded right off the road
And onto the shoulder
I flagged down a red Chevrolet
He flipped me off and then drove away
The tow truck pulls me
Onto the pavement
The Highway Patrolman Asks for a Statement, so I say, OK
I’d rather be dreaming of Maria
I am dead asleep
Maria is hogging the covers again
Can’t help but notice
She’s digging her teeth in my shoulder
I feel her climbing on top of me
She says c’mon wake up
And make love to me
We struggle, it’s no use
She’s stronger than I am
I tell her I’m tired
She’s grabbing her diaphragm, oh god
I’d rather go back to sleep
And be dreaming of Maria
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11. |
Piles Of Leaves
02:38
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She looked down, closed her eyes
Finally let her fingers
Glide to mine, then slip away
There’s forms to sign
She goes to change her clothes
And says I don’t want these damn
Flowers, leave them here, let them die
As a kid I would ride my back
And fall into a pile of leaves
And in autumn we’d play
Football in the yard
It took all four of us
To bring our father down
Let’s go home
We’ll try and get some sleep
And dream of Halloweens
And Baseball cards
And piles of leaves
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12. |
Already Gone
04:09
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She’s my favorite work of fiction
No, she can’t deny the charge
She is free and clear
There is nothing here
Nothing left to spark
And she’s very superstitious
And she’s nervous in the dark
If I sympathize she will call it lies
Or what’s inside her heart
She’s already gone, already gone
As far as I can tell she is already gone
And I find her in the driveway
With the radio full blast
Like she’s lost in prayer
But I know she’s there
I can see her through the glass
She’s already gone, already gone
As far as I can tell she is already gone
Now don’t tell me she is lonely
Don’t tell me
I’m not that strong
And she says she’s lost her vision
And she says her eyes are stone
She is free and clear
There is nothing here
I said let me walk you home
She is already gone, already gone
As far as I can tell she is already gone
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13. |
The Obnoxious Ones
03:22
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We are the obnoxious ones
We’re joined at the hip
Constantly smooching
The only ones who don’t want to stone us are the elderly
We are the useless ones
We are useless at work
Glassy eyed zombies
We stare out the window
Yes love has turned us both
Into idiots
But isn’t it nice to finally be
One of those people you always see
Kissing and hugging in public
And making you want to kill them
Isn’t it nice to finally find
One with a sweet yet twisted mind
Who makes you feel so in love
You find yourself
Smiling out of context a lot
She writes poetry, lousy poetry
Short stubby lines
And her terse verse hurts
But what’s worse
Is the feeling I get
I’m beginning to like it
We’ll get matching eyebrow rings
And we’ll interlock them
So we’ll always be
As close as possible
Ya no one’s going to try
And tear us apart
We know that this is just a phase
Soon we will tire
Grow bored with each other’s
Annoying little habits
But let’s not get ahead
Of ourselves just now
But isn’t it nice to finally be
One of those people you always see
Kissing and hugging in public
And making you want to be them
And isn’t it nice to finally find
One with a sweet yet twisted mind
Who makes you feel so in love
You find yourself
Smiling out of context a lot
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"Witty, Intelligent pop", says the OC Weekly. Features the songs of Andrew Lorand and the vocals of Darryl Purpose, Matthew Mars, and backed by a great band who don't mind that their names are not mentioned here. One hopes. Artwork and design by Yehuda Blum. Produced by Greg Krueger. Enjoy. ... more
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