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still
I am the harm that you inflict
I am your brilliance and frustration
I'm the nuclear bombs if they're to hit
I am your immaturity and your indignance
I am your misfits and your praised
I am your doubt and your conviction
I am your charity and your rape
I am your grasping and expectation
I see you averting your glances
I see you cheering on the war
I see you ignoring your children
And I love you still
And I love you still
I am your joy and your regret
I am your fury and your elation
I am your yearning and your sweat
I am your faithless and your religion
I see you altering history
I see you abusing the land
I see you and your selective amnesia
And I love you still
And I love you still
I am your tragedy and your fortune
I am your crisis and delight
I am your profits and your prophets
I am your art I am your bytes
I am your death and your decisions
I am your passion and your plights
I am your sickness and convalescence
I am your weapons and your light
I see you holding your grudges
I see you gunning them down
I see you silencing your sisters
And I love you still
And I love you still
I see you lie to your country
I see you forcing them out
I see you blaming each other
And I love you still
And I love you still
after a year like this one
pollyanna flower
(Through you I see I)
Between a broken nose and a fake smile
Between piety and gun powder
Between fighting and fleeing the scene
Between murder and diplomacy
Between agression and end of the odd
Between brutal and realistically well behaved
Between screaming and pulling in the reins
Between tiptoeing and ambleing
What am i to do with all this fire?
(I'd like to hate you but I'd never hate you)
Why are you still with me in this red space?
(I'd like to slap you but I'd never slap you)
(chorus)
Between violence and silently seething
Between my fist and my pollyanna flower
Between "fuck you" to your face and it's alright
Between war and denial (repeat)
Between flying vases and secretly weeping
Between loose cannons and ever downplaying
Between bruises and rudely differing
Between bursting and boiling
What am I to do with all this burning?
(I'd like to hurt you but I'd never hurt you)
Do I overwhelm you in this place?
(I'd like to kill you but I'd never kill you)
(chorus)
What am I to do with all this fire?
Can you understand me in this place?
awakening americans
We watch movies of murder and we censor the breast
Give thanks for the murders of Chris Columbus
We kill our own and we vote for the men
The lesser of evils and us starring the role of victim
I wonder how we change if we can in this land
I wonder how many mountains we'd move if we bent together
Us priveleged Americans
We pass our revisions onto the next generation
We kneel to the Gods of corporation
We eat when we're full and we hoard all the rest
With our hands on remotes we say "Yes, We're the best"
I wonder what we change in this land, cause we can
Even with western centricity this rampant
Us ugly Americans
Tired are not my hands
But see strangers and enemies as part of me, is real.
For me this awakening Canadian
We teach our offspring for themselves, every man
We shrug shoulders and create yet another -ism
We dissuade our young from using their imagination
We avert our eyes from this our very own manifestation
I wonder what will change in this land, cause we can
I wonder how many mouths we'd fill if we band together
Us awakening Americans
syptoms
The missle sent today killed only 3
The rest were saved, they're far enough away
To not really feel the direct effect on me
They caught him today
Based ridicuolusly on his race
They weren't sure he even did it
But they needed a random face
Chorus
All these symptoms, symptoms of a simpler cause
I've had moments in my life when I've contributed by believing we are
Seperate, we are seperate
Dissconnected in this unity
He won today, smug self-satisfaction on his face
He blew the others out of the water
He said and was glad they were disgraced
Chorus
He stole what he could
He only had minutes before he'd be caught
He justified every penny taken by blaming the gap between the rich and rich not
Chorus
london
gorgeous
i don't know
Monday
morning is not Monday morning 'till Taylor has his coffee
Friday night is not Friday night 'till Jessie leaves the room
sweaty
Tuesday morning is not Tuesday morning 'till Nick has his talk
with his son
Thursday night is not Thursday night 'till Chris has sex with
his bass
Come on to the Weekend
'Cause the Weekend I'll get by
Hold off 'till the Weekend
'Cause there's too much time bein' merrily nice guys
Tuesday morning is Wednesday
afternoon when you cry all night
Wednesday early we fall into what I'll Phil-a-del-ph-i-a
Thursday morning is not Thursday morning 'till one of us says
How's your life
How's your life?
Yeah how's your life
How's your life?
Come on to the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get by
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause there's too much time to think and not much time to cry
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause the weekend we'll be high
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause we may look tired, but we'll get by
What if there were no more mama's boys
What if no one shared their humble appearance
What there were no consequences
What if there were no more arguments
Well that'd be a shame
And that'd be impossible
And you would be bored
'Cause you wouldn't want it any other way
Hold on 'till the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get by
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause we may look scared, but we're really nice guys
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get high
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause we may look strange but we surely will get by
What if there were no more mama's boys
What if we all had no thinking together
Would that be a shame...
And that'd be impossible
'Cause you would be bored
'Cause you wouldn't want it any other way
superstar wonderful weirdos
Sarah's only 10 and she's attracted to older men
And they seem to like her back
But she's intelligence
Billy's a football star
And he drives around in his muscle car
But he really really wants to be a ballerina
And he wonders who am I?
Who am I?
And he wants to be a man
But he doesn't understand
It's alright to be what he wants
I'm calling all Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
Can you hear me call tonight?
I know you're alone in your world
Full of fear though
But the more you run the harder it is to hide
Well, Johnny studies rockets
With his plastic protected pockets
so his pens don’t leak out upon the floor
Where Jenny's rolling
And she's scared of growing
'Cause she is 5 feet taller than the girl next door
And she wonders who am I?
What the hell am I?
And she's got a lot to offer
But she doesn’t look like Cindy Crawford
And it makes her cry®
I'm calling all Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
Can you hear me call tonight?
I know you're alone in your world
Full of fear though
But the more you run the harder it is to hide
It's a total rejection of the system
It's the honest opinion for the very first time
It's a different position, of living
Ands its time that you made up your minds
I'm calling all Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
You're not alone tonight
I'm calling all Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
Can you hear me call tonight?
I know you're alone in your world
Full of fear though
But the more you run the harder it is to hide
I'm calling all Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
Can you hear me call?
Can you hear me call tonight?
I'm calling all Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
death of cinderella
I'm wise and ambitious,
And angry and free,
And smart and available,
And sexy...
I'm soft and appealing,
And wearing pajamas,
And twisted and willing,
And crazy...
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor.
And thought-provoking,
And opinionated
Cultured and funny,
And experienced...
Fearless and tender,
And sweetly innocent,
Uninhibited,
Likes a good debate.
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to tie her to the bed.
I could fall in love a million times before I die,
You could draw me a bubble bath,
We could walk into the sunset...
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor
And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
I'm gonna grow to be a maid and I'll never find a fella
Who can use me
And that's all you can do not to kick me in the ass.
king
of intimidation
Spoken : The women of this family seem to feel
that they owe it to the men
of the family to look relaxed, rested, and attractive at
dinnertime.
For you they live in a quiet monastery
For you they wear whatever you want them to as long as it is
short
They count to ten when you tell them how to drive
And when they're afraid they let you speak for them
All hail the king of intimidation
Model of good Christian behavior
For you we wax, we scale, and chicken our legs
For you we chew our nails if we had any left buy fake ones to do
it
We counted to 10 temporarily
And it was somethin' about how you talk down to me
All hail the king of intimidation
Model of good Christian behavior
The room of compromise is full, and apparently you don't want
some,
There's only so much we can do to make you rest assured
I am single
I am weary
You're just jealous
You're just confused
You're just hungry
You're in sin now
You're not happy
You are petty
All hail the king of intimidation
Model of good Christian behavior
He knows not of what he has wrongly done
Forgive his ignorant behavior
You are tortured
You are captured
You are busted
We were silent
You were tested
You knew better
You are lonely
Was it worth it?
La,la,la
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