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ootheca (2002)
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Songs by Chang/Powell courtesy of Repo Productions
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ootheca (2002)
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Songs by Chang/Powell courtesy of Repo Productions
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Climb
Another Mountain Long trips start with short steps Cut the cord, sever all attachments One bag, and a head full of baggage Don’t know what you need till you put it in
perspective All the worry All the hurry All the women I loved them all too early Take a journey Taste the fountain Tame an ocean Climb another mountain Tsuan Zang and the Buddhist Sutra Don Juan and the Kama Sutra No one can look into your future Gotta find a way around the seven-headed
hydra The seven-headed hydra Slithering inside ya Never let it find ya All the worry All the hurry All the women I fell in love too early Take a journey Taste the fountain Tame an ocean Climb another mountain Across the desert In the canyons Through the forest the road is my companion Take a journey Taste the fountain Tame an ocean Climb another mountain
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CONFRONTED
Don’t look in my eyes, they’re my
disguise, they tell lies. If
you look in my heart, my reckless heart, you’d know why. Carelessly,
I lived my life before knowing you. Carefully,
I let you slip into my life. But
I’d be running from the law, And
I’d be running from your pa, And
I’d be running from your ma, And
I’d be running from your dawgs, And
I’d be running in a big phat circle trying to make ‘em understand, And
I’d be cursed and stoned and hunted. Would
you want a wanted man? If
they knew I dream of being all alone with you. If
I do all the things I want to do for you. But
I’d be running from the law, And
I’d be running from your pa, And
I’d be running from your ma, And
I’d be running from your dawgs, And I’d be running in a big phat circle trying to finally understand, And
I’d be cursed and stoned and confronted - Persecuted
on the stand. If
they knew I dream of being all alone with you. If
I do all the things I want to do for you… Don’t look in my eyes, they’re my
disguise, they tell lies. If
you look in my heart, my reckless heart, you’d know why. (repeat
stanza) If
they knew… |
SWEET AND KIND
Sweet
and kind - She’s
just a friend of mine. She’s
been to hell with me. Nobody
else wants that history. She’s
an old friend of mine. When
we were fifteen, And
green as the wild weeds That
grow in between all the Cracks
in society. Sweet
and kind … When
we were twenty-one, Baked
in the summer sun, Cocked
like a shotgun That’s
pointed at everyone. Sweet
and kind … When
we were twenty-eight, Hanging
on winds of fate, Taking
our chances with Monsters
that we create. When
we were twenty-one, Baked
in the summer sun, Cocked
like a shotgun That’s
pointed at everyone. When
we w And green as the wild weeds That
grow in between all the Cracks
in society. Sweet
and kind… |
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SHE’S
WISE
Hear
me Mom, I got something to say. Please
just listen, don’t turn me away. You
always said I’d be a man someday. “Live
your life, don’t throw it away.” She
won me over with experience, her confidence, And
I’m convinced that true love doesn’t know the difference. She’s
wise. She
says I make her feel alive and free. She
treats me like the man I’ve always wanted to be. And
I’m so damn sick of immaturity, And all the little girls with insecurities She
won me over with experience, her elegance And
I’m convinced that true love doesn’t know the difference. She’s
wise. Don’t
worry Momma cause everything is alright. She
knows what she wants, so you got to recognize She’s
wise, (wise), wise, (wise). So
Momma listen to me. She
won me over with experience, her confidence, And
I’m convinced that true love doesn’t know the difference. She’s
wise. She’s
wise. She’s wise. |
ON
MY TRAIL
I
said, “Hang tight, it’s alright, he doesn’t have to know where you
and I will be tonight.” She
says, “Think twice, he’s on my trail.” I
thought, “If we get caught, who’s he gonna blame when he aims the
first shot?” Cause
I know, she won’t wear no long black veil. She
doesn’t know he paid me to stay close, he paid me to take notes. I’m
on her trail, oh yeah! Out
of town, we sneak around hiding
from the lights when the sun goes down. When
he’s alone, she’s on the prowl - a
femme fatale. He
doesn’t know when he tells me “stay close,” just how close I go. I’m on her trail, oh yeah! She said, “Hang tight, it’s
alright, he doesn’t have to know where you and I will be tonight.” Suddenly I realize that she’s on my
trail. She’s
on my trail.
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JUST BECAUSE I CAN
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Circus Mind Her mind is a circus A tight-rope walk every night Three rings in the spotlight A freak show designed to delight Jane stays in her bedroom Where no one can sneak in her head She doesn’t want them to notice Or hear anything that she says Three little girls in a room together playing games again All three tearing at each other No one ever wins Sara thinks she’s a starlet She powders her nose in the loo She stabs the hearts of the werewolves And moves with the phase of the moon Cindy’s so sick of weakness Detached from her own empathy She poisons rats in the kitchen While thinking of humanity Three little girls in a room together playing games again All three tearing at each other No one ever wins Three little girls in a room together playing games again All three tearing at each other No one ever wins Three little girls in a room together playing games again All three girls tearing at each other No one ever wins, no one ever wins no one wins, again.
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ROYAL JELLY How much suga you turn away thinkin that ya gonna find sumtin sweeta on a next day? How you gon’ blow me off wit’out blinkin Do you know my mind or the language I’m a
speakin? Got what you want you know you can have me Bring back da bacon like a big daddy Keepin da honey comb connected Keepin ya royal jelly confected Bump dat junk and jump on da jelly So fine it be fillin da belly Bet yo booty baby I be bringin back a
bouquet everyday you be feelin OK Got what you want you know you can have me Bring back da bacon like a big daddy Keepin da honey comb connected Keepin ya royal jelly confected How much suga you turn away thinkin that ya gonna find sumtin sweeta on a next day? How you gon’ blow me off wit’out blinkin Do you know my mind or the language I’m a
speakin? Got what you want you know you can have me Bring back da bacon like a big daddy Keepin da honey comb connected Keepin ya royal jelly confected |
ALL
THE NOISE There’s a man I know. His name is Joe. He wants the world to love him. Chaos in his soul - he needs control in every situation. He makes plans for making friends - throws a party enthusiastically. They don’t stay because the way Joe makes them sit alphabetically. OCD Joe Let go You don’t need to control Just let it flow OCD Joe Let go You don’t need to be so Incorrigible Joe as a boy lost his joy. So much fear - Paranoid. All the noise Grinding gears In every situation (repeat 2X over next stanza) All the noise destroys the joy. All the noise destroys in every situation. There’s a man I know. His name is Joe. He wants the world to love him. Chaos in his soul - he needs control in every situation. There’s
a man I know. His name is Joe. He
wants the world. |
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REPO
GIRL
The
other night I
came home to find I’d
been cleaned out and robbed blind. The
only little thing that was left behind Was
a little pink letter, and her name was signed, “Repo Girl.” This
was a bummer. I
called up her number. I
said “You Dee-Boed my ride.” “Ain’t
my problem,” she replied, “But
baby you know where you can find the Repo Girl.” Repo Girl. When
I gazed upon her I
knew I was a goner - A
vision of Madonna, The
princess of pawn. I
said, “You can repossess my car, but
please don’t repossess my heart, no,
my Repo Girl.” You
can hock my pocket watch, And
you can hock my dignity, And
you can hock my stereo, And
you can hock my vanity, And
you can hock my big ass drum, And
you can hock my broken pride, And
you can hock my Mama’s pearls, If
you’ll be my, Repo Girl. When
I gazed upon her I
knew I was a goner - A
vision of Madonna, The
princess of pawn. I
said, “You can repossess my car, but
please don’t repossess my heart, no,
my Repo Girl.” Repo
Girl. Repo
Girl. Repo
Girl.
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¡MANGA
LA MALETA! Rompe
la piñata ¡Hey! La
la la la - lala – laaa ¡Manga
la maleta! ¡Roba
la plata! ¡Hasta
la frontera! ¡Estamos
de fiesta! (Repeat
x2) “A”
por el amor “B”
por la bonita “C”
por el Camino “D”
por el dinero “E”
por enemigo “F”
por fortuna “G”
por la guitarra “H”
por los huevos La
la la la - lala – laaa “A”
por el amor “B”
por la bonita “C”
por el Camino “D”
por el dinero “E”
por enemigo “F”
por fortuna “G”
por la guitarra “H” por los huevos Los que tuvieron ¡Hey! ¡Manga
la maleta! ¡Roba
la plata! ¡Hasta
la frontera! ¡Estamos
de fiesta! (Repeat…)
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Rowing,
roaming Drawn to you Dozing, dosing Liquid blue Towing, tolling Calling me Floating, flowing Ceaseless sea Tossed on the waves Wandering for days Drunk with the stars Hopelessly gone Rolling along Rocked in your arms Dive with you Drown with you Drift and sink down with you Lost with you Not to be found tírame gírame bájame jálame trágame abrázame
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