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weird
02:00
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I said it! I meant it!
I'll say it again!
Surround myself with
eccentric friends
to serve as a shield between me and ordinary folk.
I get it and admit it!
I'm not the same
as the people who fit in the frame
Oh no! But I don't want to. I'm in on the joke.
I'm a little bit off
I'm a little bit odd
I'm a little bit strange
I'm a little bit flawed
I'm a little bit creepy
I'm a little bit queer
I'm a little bit weird.
I searched until I
found my tribe!
A place where I don't
have to hide
my quirks. I let my filter
and my guard down.
A group of friends
where I can be
utterly the epitome of me
No Jerks! They don't often
tend to stick around.
I'm a little bit off
I'm a little bit odd
I'm a little bit strange
I'm a little bit flawed
I'm a little bit creepy
I'm a little bit queer
If you're not unorthodox
there's the door, please lock the locks
So you won't have to see
our abnormal family.
We're a little bit off
We're a little bit odd
We're a little bit strange
We're a little bit flawed
We're a little bit zany
a bit bizarre
a bit uncanny
and peculiar
We're a little bit creepy
We're a little bit queer
We're a little bit weird.
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2. |
Mark Shaped Like a Heart
01:04
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She's got a mark
shaped like a heart
and you can't tell
if it's a tattoo or a sign from the heavens
You've got a mark
shaped like a star
that you paid
$75 to get.
She left a mark
on your heart
and you can't tell
if it will wash off or if it's a scar.
(might be time for a new tattoo)
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I've been thinking that
I'll start drinking and
not stop 'til
I can't recall your name.
It doesn't matter
waste my liver and bladder
my broken heart will still
feel the same.
I've been joking bout
taking up smoking cuz
we'll never ever
clear the air.
I'll turn my lungs black
a self-inflicted heart attack
and neither of us
would care.
I've been talking bout
starting to walk and
not stop til I'm underwater
overhead.
My dearest wish is
to sleep with fishes
if I have to talk
to you instead.
I don't want you to die.
But I hope you stay unhappy
and ultimately unsatisfied.
I've been thinking that
I'll start drinking and
not stop til I can't
recall your name.
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4. |
Workstudy (9:45)
01:35
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9:45, 9:45
what can I do
with a 9:45?
I got here at 9
I'm not done 'til 5
the day's just begun
don't think I'll survive.
Cuz looking at the clock
10 million times won't make
the day go faster
I'm waiting for my life
to catch up with me.
Girl with a whim, girl with a whim
What can I do with a
girl with a whim?
Give her some space
let her taste the wind
if I let her go
she'll come back again.
She needs to make her
own mistakes and
I know I'll just be
in her way
I'm waiting for my girl
to come back to me.
Baby of mine, baby of mine
what can I do with this
baby of mine?
Show her true love
teach her to thrive
if I offer her help
she'll be just fine.
There's only so much
I can teach her
until she's out there
on her own
I'll show her what I know
and hope she won't forget.
9:45, 9:45
What can I do
with a 9:45?
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5. |
Song About a Sweater
02:38
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Hey remember that band?
They sang that song
about that guy
who sang all those other songs.
And about that lady
from that show with
Dick Van Dyke?
So I've got this sweater
and it's falling apart
If you'd like to help it
hold this single strand of yarn
pull hard.
I miss the way
music used to make me feel.
Hey remember where we were
when you told me that we'd be
best friends til the end?
Well, so far...
Remember when we used to sing?
(singing)
I'm really more of a
t-shirt
kinda guy...
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I'm fascinated by the worn
transformed by pressure over time
the broken-in, familiar, torn
possessions in their comfy prime
My favorite jacket, shoes, my car
books with shredded, broken spines
Bodies and necks of my guitars
each nick and crack have made them mine
The rain and wind have shown
what you thought you planned gets rearranged
even mountains aren't set in stone
we should celebrate! Things change.
Your favorite couch has formed to you
as you sit and read and watch TV
Your paths get sketched out by your shoes
every step you take draws the line more clearly
Rosaries and worry beads
rubbed to a shine by nervous, wringing hands
scars and tattoos are what you need
to make you YOU, lead you from where you began
The rain and wind have shown
what you thought you planned gets rearranged
even mountains aren't set in stone
we should celebrate! Things change.
I'm fascinated by the worn...
The rain and wind have shown
what you thought you planned gets rearranged
even mountains aren't set in stone
we should celebrate! Things change.
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7. |
SMILE!!!
00:16
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I LIKE TO SEE YOU SMILE!
I LOVE TO SEE YOUR FACE!
YOU MAKE THE WORLD
A BETTER PLACE TO BE!
(I LOVE YOUR SMILE!)
I LOVE TO SEE YOUR FACE!
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8. |
Out in the Rain
03:07
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none. just the pitter-patter of rain.
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None. It's a music box record player song.
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10. |
Decorative Guitar
01:42
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When I see a guitar
used as a decoration
I want to take it home to play.
I suppose there are worse fates
but it's not serving its purpose
I wouldn't wish that on the least of these.
All a guitar wants to do is play.
But I guess I'm just projecting
guitars aren't anthropomorphic
and there's no way I could save them all.
Started with the Velveteen Rabbit
goes way beyond Toy Story 3
I want everyone and everything to feel complete.
All I want to do in life is play.
When I see a guitar
unloved, collecting dust
I want to take it home to play.
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11. |
Four-Leaf Clover
01:51
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The world's full of unlucky people
who search the world for a
good luck charm
But I have all the luck I need
wrapped up in my arms
I found a four-leaf clover
I left it on the ground
I don't need magic intervention
When I've got you around
I don't need a four-leaf clover
rabbit's foot or an old horse shoe
I don't need a four-leaf clover
Luckily I've got you.
I remember before I met you
what a sad sack of Seth I was
Now my days are so much brighter
and I know it's all because
I don't need a four-leaf clover
rabbit's foot or an old horse shoe
I don't need a four-leaf clover
Luckily I've got you.
I think of all those people
who don't get to be with you
I just laugh and shake my head
they're not unlucky
their just screwed.
I don't need a four-leaf clover
rabbit's foot or an old horse shoe
I don't need a four-leaf clover
Baby cuz I've got you.
When I find a four-leaf clover
I pick it up off the ground
give it to someone who needs it
spread the luck around.
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12. |
oh no
02:04
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Oh no
you can't tell me you're leaving
if you don't have a reason
it's not that kind of season
oh no
oh no
you can't tell me I'm wrong
that you knew it all along
if you don't sing your song
oh no
you can't tell me you're back
that you've cleaned up your act
expect me to pick up the slack
oh no
oh(s) (they get a bit screamy)
oh no
you can't say this is the end
and expect us to still be friends
oh no
oh no...
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13. |
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5 - 6 - 7- 9!
(woo!)
Well our great great great grandfathers
sent a letter to their chuthers
all about Sally Struthers
and how she stole their gold watch.
And they teamed up with the teamsters
to discuss the dreamy dreamers
who hung up paper streamers
to surround the paisley swatch.
Retired Gods
find themselves at odds
with Pajama Superheroes
And the Maltese Cat
won't tell where it's at
she just keeps on typing O's
And our unnamed benefactor
think that you're the best new actor
and we figure that they'll factor
that into your next paycheck
And the oldest of the old ones
wanna discuss it over cold ones
cuz you're the boldest of the bold ones
so they figure "what the heck?"
the Retired Gods
find themselves at odds
with Pajama Superheroes
and the Maltese Cat
won't tell where it's at
and she just keeps on typing.
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14. |
Late to the Party
01:36
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I brought myself to the party
too late to say goodnight.
Everyone else has gone home
or gone to sleep
but someone left on a light.
Now it's just me, infomercials, my phone, and a beer.
I used to treasure this time alone
I used to look forward to it.
But I've grown older and I'm trying
to recapture that feeling, I'm left feeling tired.
I'm all alone and lonely, but not ready for bed.
I used to think something magical might happen
I used to think that I might
be able to figure everything out
if I stayed up late enough that night
Now I know I'll never figure everything out.
I brought myself to the party
too late to say goodnight.
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