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Plan B
03:33
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PLAN B
so here's the plan: you take the car
and drive it down to somewhere south
I love the smell of tar that melts
but that is not important now
this is me believing
this is free America
this is me believing
we'll fool around and flip the bird
fucked up on amphetamines
we'll share a drink and sing along
to a long forgotten evergreen
this is me believing
this is free America
this is me believing
don't you try and save me
if God exists
then maybe I don't want to know
I decided it's time to go
and somewhere on the open road
you stop but you keep the engine on
and I'll get out without a word
you just sit and watch me start to run
I'll make my way through corn and thorns
straight until the sun goes down
I'll wake up to the sound of birds
near a long forgotten town
don't you try and save me
if God exists
then maybe I don't want to know
I decided it's time to go
I'll cut my hair and grow a beard
I'll find a simple place to live
the job I'll get will pay the rent
the Texan sun will tan my skin
it will tan my skin
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Jesus Doesn't Love Me
03:50
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there was this long-haired girl down in Texas
she had a mission to convert my mind
she bought a Bible meant as a present
in which she wrote down and underlined:
“see, in Him there is no darkness”
He is light!
He is light!
He is light!
Jesus doesn't love me, but that's alright
there was this knock-out girl in my hometown
she had a tumor all round her spine
she had a funny walk that she hated
but I was proud of calling her mine
“see, in Him there is no darkness”
He is light!
He is light!
He is light!
Jesus doesn't love me, but that's alright
HALLELUJAH
there was this sicker girl on these pain drugs
her wish for a child was taken too fast
she died at Red Cross Hospital smiling
she beat her Pac-Man cancer at last
in the Kingdom of the Darkness
I am light!
I am light!
I am light!
Jesus doesn't love me, but that's alright
I love life
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WHEN DEAN WAS THE MAN
(AND MONROE ALWAYS SMILED)
you see, I have this picture, all perfect and pretty
in which all is all that it seems
with a white picket fence home away from the city
to live the American Dream
and it's you girl
that I see beside me
it's you girl
you're still on my mind
and it's you girl that I see beside me in time
how I long for the 50's in all of its glory
when Dean was the man and Monroe always smiled
I know life ain't a movie, no dime novel story
but I go for either the truth or a lie
and it's you girl that I see beside me
it's you girl you're still on my mind
and it's you girl that I see beside me in time
so many boys are so damn close to perfect
so many boys so much funner than me
but I'll try my hardest to make us so happy
so just like the good Lord meant it to be
and it's you girl
that I see beside me
it's you girl
I stare myself blind
and it's you girl that I see beside me in time
and it's you girl
that I see beside me
it's you girl
I know my own mind
and it's you girl all of the time
all of the time
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Nightmare On Elm Street
04:43
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NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET
he’d asked her to come to California where it’s even warmer than in Texas
he tells her twice to lose her glasses as they pass the masses on the streets
Jackie she sees what a lady is not supposed to see
Jackie she starts to scream and gets up on her knees
it’d been the perfect night for murder or so he said, the morning after
but he was mad for all she mattered - she took it lightly and let him be
Jackie she sees what a lady is not supposed to see
Jackie she starts to scream and gets up on her knees
when his head fell in her lap she then lost her state of grace
crimson red on pink Chanel
she will soon regret having washed her hands and face
Jackie she sees what a lady is not supposed to see
Jackie she starts to scream and gets up on her knees
Jackie she sees what a lady is not supposed to see
shot three
she leaves her seat in the heat on Elm Street
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Oh, California
03:38
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OH, CALIFORNIA
it could be the Christmas season
why I want to get away
and just lately for no reason
I’ve been thinking of LA
there’s a place called Laurel Canyon
where Houdini still has fun
I’ve been dying for some action
and a little bit of sun
let’s catch a plane to California
there are clouds about to break
we’ll take the first flight in the morning
won’t that make a great escape
it hardly rains in California
we could stay there for a while
and if it doesn’t make us happy
we could always fake a smile
oh, California
we can go and visit Joni
in her mansion in Bel Air
will she still be painting only
does she still have angel hair
she has turned her back on romance
so she lives there on her own
we could ask about Alberta
if she ever misses home
home
let’s catch a plane to California
there are clouds about to break
we’ll take the first flight in the morning
won’t that make a great escape
it hardly rains in California
we could stay there for a while
and if it doesn’t make us happy
we could always fake a smile
oh, California
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6. |
Mary Had A Secret
03:32
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MARY HAD A SECRET
we met at redhead Mary's house on a Bible study night
I heard she was a rebel once until she saw the light
then in the backseat of a crowded car after weeks of holding hands
she was slipping me the tongue among her Christian friends
we could chuckle and talk for hours
and then one night over the phone
she went and told me her best friend’s secret
after she had lowered her tone
it was all about forgiving and so
she thought that God would want me to know
her older sisters had both moved out and her parents were divorced
her mother lived in a trailer park, not big, but she had a porch
and on top of the piano laid a cat with evil paws
her father he was a proud Nam vet I think she hardly saw
we would chuckle and talk for hours
and then one night over the phone
she went and told me her best friend’s secret
after she had lowered her tone
it was all about forgiving and so
she thought that God would want me to know
the old piano she could play so nice she had later sadly sold
the money was invested in the church her husband owned
she had a kid when I looked her up and another on the way
and when we waved our last goodbye she said that she would pray
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Superman Can't Move His Legs
skipping streets in springtime
chasing sunlight on my bike
and I could chalk the sidewalk
any color that I liked
blowing dandelions
fairground rides and climbing trees
and mother's kiss or candy
for every injured knee
there are no action heroes out there
to come and save the world from harm
Superman can't move his legs
and I can't use my arms
Superman can't move his legs
Grandma's cake and candles
magic bean plants in a jar
shared baths and bedtime stories
from Prickly Leg to Matthew Star
Sleeping Beauty's sleeping
I’m not the boy I used to be
surrounded by the bad guys
the only fairy here is me
there are no action heroes out there
to come and save the world from harm
Superman can't move his legs
and I can't use my arms
Superman can't move his legs
I don't know much but
if I had learned something from the past
it's girls go for assholes
and happy endings never last
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POSTER CHILD
the smell of the sagebrush reaches your brain
the scent of the pines from the snow covered range
you came out tonight there in search of a friend
well, the Wyoming wind wants to play with your bangs
hang on, handsome
we are going to get you out of here quick
hang on, handsome
just wait and watch out for the bicyclist
the sun it goes down now for a second black night
it’s you in the outskirts, not a soul here in sight
the beautiful sky as your last piece of hope
the same moon and stars that you saw through the telescope
hang on, handsome
we are going to get you a new pair of shoes
hang on, handsome
the bicyclist he will know what to say and do
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9. |
Welcome To Vegas
03:31
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WELCOME TO VEGAS
so welcome to Vegas
where lights are like stars
out in the desert
it's all sevens and bars
I'm over-aware that
a beggar can’t choose
so let’s place a bet fast
may the best man lose
watch the neon screaming for us dreamers
like some sort of an alarm
I will not pardon my demeanor
don't you dare now pinch my arm
the fruit here looks tempting
in every way
I'm a one-armed bandit
that waits to be played
I once took a gamble
then life took its toll
no, I’m not a winner
but I’m on a roll
watch the neon screaming for us dreamers
like some sort of an alarm
I will not pardon my demeanor
don't you dare now pinch my arm
ladies and gentlemen, place your bets now
don't put your money where your mouth is
welcome to Vegas
where lights are like stars
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Alright, Mr. DeMille
03:32
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alright, Mr. DeMille, I’m ready for my close-up
I've been steady out of focus now for long enough
don't talk about my heyday being way, way over
just a touch of make-up here and I'm off
I'm gonna be loved
I'm gonna be loved
L.O.V.E.D.
you fake it till you make it and you fake it some more then
a thing Monroe's a pretty good example of
in front of Miller and DiMaggio and millions of men
she ate her cake and she got stuffed
I wanna be loved
I wanna be loved
it's my way or no way
or else I just won't play
but I need direction
a bit of direction
set clear and everyone quiet, please
camera, lights and action!
it was too late to be selected as a Brat Pack actor
thank God for Missy Moore I never got the job
I could have beat her ass easy at a weeping contest
now the gloves are coming off because
I wanna be loved
I wanna be loved
it's my way or no way
or else I just won't play
but I need direction
a bit of direction
set clear and everyone quiet, please
camera, lights and action!
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WHERE ARE YOU, BAMBI WOODS?
you never were a beauty queen
who dreamed she’d hit the silver screen
but Mr. Greenfeld paid you good
where are you, Bambi Woods?
you looked around the cowboy town
and put your hat and pom-poms down
you had your share of Hollywood
where are you, Bambi Woods?
no, Dallas ain’t a place to live
and let alone a place to raise a kid
so fuck your old neighborhood
where are you, Bambi Woods?
now even if you blondes have more fun
you’re also some kind of joke
but you don't seem that dumb to me
did you know that Marilyn once spoke:
“a smart girl leaves before she is left”
are you alive in NYC?
cause others say that you OD’ed
either way you’re gone for good
God bless you, Bambi Woods
bye bye now, Bambi Woods
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America, America
06:51
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AMERICA, AMERICA
I wasn't even seventeen when I believed the grass was greener
where life is one big movie scene
of beauty queens and paper boy achievers
Wednesday nights at Mary’s house I tried to open up to Jesus
cause I had seen them raise their brows
to the only non-believer in
America, America
in an air conditioned class I auditioned for Mrs. Townsend’s choir
David wore a cowboy hat
he lip-synched like she ordered him
we prayed for soldiers in Iraq to give them strength to fire
we pledged allegiance to the flag
we praised our freedom caught between the borders of
America, America
Mary’s father brought us home and drove us through the heart of Texas
once in Dallas I was shown
the spot where JFK got shot
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Dutch singer/songwriter best known for the hit 'Swim with Sam'. In 2009 a balladeer's sophomore album 'Where Are You, Bambi Woods?' was nominated for a Dutch Grammy. In the past a balladeer has been the support of Keane, Live, Saybia, Jay Brannan, Beth Hart, Gabriel Rios, The Feeling and Tom McRae. ... more
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