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Sideshow
03:07
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can't quite get happy on my own
can't seem to stay quite sad enough to change though
my life ain't gained nothin by the sideshow
now i can feel my life becoming the sideshow
i never seem to say shit in real life
it's always already lost in my mind
so just gimme something for the sideshow
so leave me with an image, for the backdrop of the sideshow
the truth ain't no weapon for a sword swallower
the truth is an obstacle behind the funhouse doors
still i refuse to put fake nails up my nose
although a real good life forsaken makes for a sorry, second-rate sideshow
so why you ask am i still here after all?
why am i all curled up in this ball?
well i'm only here when you're watching the sideshow
i'll stay as long as you keep coming back to the sideshow
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2. |
Cover
02:56
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I got a song - I'll take this one
I feel my number coming up
Once it's done, I hope you'll have a listen
I'll play it live and in person
One at a time, strange days float by
I'm not all here, and I don't know why
I'm a few pennies shy, standing off to the side
Since you turned up on my mind
I went outta town, I come back around
Ready to be let down
The story gets retold. My shoulder comes pre-froze,
Standing by for when my cover gets blown
Okay so I know I'm clumsy & slow driving my point home
But there's so much I just can't know
I could swear there's something there
But to say just what I don't dare
I'm unwaveringly unprepared
I went outta town, I come back around
Ready to be let down
The story gets retold. My shoulder comes pre-froze,
Standing by for when my cover gets blown
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Slower
02:32
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i'm gracefully bowing out
respectfully, your boy scout
who do you think you are?
you're not a little girl no more
we couldn't take it slower
but we could shift into reverse
we can't undo the damage
but can't we stop making it worse?
just when i'd quit holding out
you found me mangled under my doubt
what did you think you'd find
inside a puffed-up heart like mine?
we'll take it slow as you wanna
the driver's seat's all yours
cause honey you know i'm never gonna
be the one to speak first
cause i'm a slave to the rhythm
subservient to the song
that one that's yet to be written
how it strings me along
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4. |
5 Fears
02:31
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i'm afraid i'm really strange
did i start out this way?
or have i really turned out this way?
here's hoping it's too soon to say
i'm afraid i'm really shy
it's so hard to look you in the eye
you know, i've never known why
but i guess it's not too late to try
i'm afraid i'm really gone
if this life doesn't always go on
how can any of us really be here now?
how can an existence run out?
i'm afraid i'm really dead
or else i'm some other thing instead
something you'll never hear or see
some sort of elaborate dream machine
i'm afraid i don't know who
who you refer to as "you"
who i refer to as "i"
everything's mostly nothing inside
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5. |
Other Woman
01:58
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you will always be the other woman, baby
i wall always be the other man
i know i told you that i couldn't wait any longer
but we both know full well i can
i'll show up at your door when you can't take him no more
(assuming carol hasn't taken me back)
in the time it takes to drive i'm sure you'll find another guy
or he'll come sweep you off your feet while i'm unpacking
throw me a wink as i start to cry
pat me on the ass and whisper "better luck next time"
but you will always be the other woman, baby
i will always be the other man
and that's something i can learn to live with maybe
but i know i'll never understand
how you change boyfriends like socks
and i keep changing the locks
i'm sure you'd want me if she finally took me back
in the time it took to leave i'm sure you'd lose interest in me
and send me back here on my knees trying to act like nothing happened
you'll always be the other woman
i'll always be the other man
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SGV
04:09
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sgv you're dead to me
my days are numbered in the valley
san gabriel valley
sgv it's not you it's me
i've disgraced myself & the valley
san gabriel ayuda me
"s" is for……….
(guess i haven't like a girl whose name started with "s" yet but i can't afford to start now, oh no)
"g" isn't a common first letter for a girl's name, no it ain't
and as for "v," well i'm drawing a blank
but anyway
sgv you're dead to me
my days are numbered in the valley
san gabriel valley
san gabriel valley
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7. |
2Sad4Me
01:21
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too sad for me
well honey, i concede, you're too sad for me
and the only way i'll get unhappy is if you won't go out with me
in which case you'd no longer be
too sad for me
and we'd both have to laugh at the irony
and then we'd be the next best thing to happy
reveling in the absurdity
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8. |
Riding a Bike
02:03
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it's just like riding a bike
hating something i used to like
inverting my smile
watch me coast on down in style
my heart is just like my bike
it's a sight that makes for sore eyes
rusty & coated with grime
and i know it ain't worth a dime
living's just like fixing my bike
i don't know how so i won't even try
it's just propped up outside
waiting to be stolen one of these nights
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9. |
Another Hit
02:14
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it's gonna get better before it gets worse
had a real nice time
got drunk out of my mind
now it's the afternoon after
i got a little pre-hangover
i think a drink or two would steady me
got a long drive ahead of me
half as much a blessing as it is a curse
talk about feeding hunger with a thirst
the bottle may be my last love
sure wasn't my first
but it's gonna get better before it gets worse
and then it's gonna get worse
and then it's gonna get worse
and then it's gonna get worse
and then it's gonna get worse
you pay me in unconsciousness
you expect me to perform like this
you're trying to keep me off my guard i guess
but i'm not about to not get paid for this
i'm working hard, i'm gon' get paid for it
i'm pouring good years down the drain for it
now i've become a junkie craving the shit
i only wrote this for another hit
i only wrote this for another hit
i only wrote this for another hit
i only wrote this for another hit
it's another hit, it's another hit
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10. |
Precipice
03:34
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i'm not an idiot, i know it when i see it
have you figured it out?
i'm no amateur, i'm not some part-time lover
am i wearing you down?
i'm not going anywhere; no way to know what's out there
but i know what i've already found
is this the precipice? are these the final moments
before our old lives come crashing down?
are you up for a new love anymore?
are you framing this all innocent?
could you look again, let my desire settle in?
isn't now the time? isn't now on your mind?
isn't now in your heart?
is this the precipice? is this the falling action?
isn't our life's work feeding our hearts?
am i even up for real love anymore?
have i framed this all too innocent?
can i try again?
are you up for a new love anymore?
are you framing this all innocent?
could you look again?
would you look again, let my desire settle in?
i'm not an idiot, i know it when i see it
have you figured it out?
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11. |
Not Free
06:55
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i'm all i wanna be, content that i'm not free
i'd just love to hear you knocking at my door this summer eve
there's nothing i can do, for nothing can be done
while everything is happening; this machine always hums
the figments of desire i'd mummefied & packed
i left you crying in your bed to toss those curtains back
but much to my chagrin, state that i was in,
the undead wouldn't give me play, nor even let me wrap 'em back up again
so i went on the prowl to find a new gal pal
i glimpsed her freak flag flyin', i took aim and took her down
i was happy for a week, intermittently
then she flew home to vegas, and all she left me was an s.t.d.
so i took a trip out east, where the food and flesh are cheap
i thought about you often, told myself it was the heat
me and the lady from montreal had a great night in hong kong
but my mind was so incessant, it's just like i wasn't there at all
came home and met the santa ana girl, i was almost woman enough for her
but we drank so much alcohol, it's all sort of a blur
i'm sure it made sense at the time, whatever went on in my mind
but i can't help wishing i could take back everything i said and re-make you mine
still i'm all i wanna be, content that i'm not free
i'd just love to hear you knocking at my door this summer eve
there's nothing i can do, for nothing can be done
while everything is happening; this machine always hums
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ashley never let me take her picture
now she's left me here to learn to see her clearer
in the absence of the everyday reminder
which only seemed to serve to make me ever blinder
ashley never let me take her picture
now she's lost, so i must learn to love her truer
having dredged up every fear my mind could conjure
i find my faint flickering faith to be that much stronger
ashley never let me take her picture
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S.A. Bach Springfield, Missouri
ever-bewildered anti-folkie from LA-via-Branson-via-LA. singer-guitarist-songwriter w/Oh Yeah, the Future (comma is part of the name), The Middle Initials, Star Maps & The Bachs. my name is trademarked :(
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