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I Wanna Start a Band
02:39
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(๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต. ๐๐ฆ๐น๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฅ๐ด: ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ "๐ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ")
well, i wanna start a band
and i think it would be grand
we could play our songs, gonna be big stars
write a couple cracking songs
everyone could sing along
i tell you, lads, we're gonna go far
and if we stick together, our music could change the world
if we stick together, our music could change the world
we'd be on the radio,
and we'd be playing sold-out shows
they'd come from miles around to hear us play
hit records and screaming fans
Ed Sullivan and American Bandstand
the boys and girls would never stray
and if we stick together, our music could change the world
if we stick together, our music could change the world
well, i wanna start a band
and i think it would be grand
we could play my songs, gonna be a big star, now
we'd be on the radio,
and we'd sell out every show
i tell you, lads, iโm gonna go far, now
well, i wanna start a band
yes, i wanna start a band
wanna start a band
oh yeah
alright
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standing on the corner of broadway
my hat down off my head
the sun beats down on the courthouse square
and iโm waiting on some bread
oh yeah, you been running through my mind
gotta get out of here to a place the dogs wonโt find
well, i do my work in the morning
and i say my prayers at night
ainโt got no vice but an artist's life
and i sure ainโt winning no fights
oh yeah, you been running through my mind
gotta get out of here to a place the dogs wonโt find
lying in the dust of the mission
got stopped to the sound of the bell
the cop said โson, better carry that card
or youโll wind up in a cellโ
oh yeah, you been running through my mind
gotta get out of here to a place the dogs wonโt find
iโm gonna douse myself in ashes, iโm gonna shake and dance alone
im gonna paint my nails and my lips blood red
and walk these boots on home
oh yeah, you been running through my mind
gotta get out of here to a place the dogs wonโt find
oh yeah, you been running through my mind
gotta get out of here to a place the dogs wonโt find
gotta get out of here to a place the dogs wonโt find
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misty-cool and dim by four pm
banana slugs and dripping boughs
i strayed and left the card game in the tent
betty cash, where are you now
twigsnap, come suddenly the reckoning
deep scent of petrichor and pine
like some primordial and weary king
a piece of him, forever mine
open your eyes
donโt be afraid
iโm come alive
i believe
i believe
i believe
wet tires whispering on the midnight street
gas station coffee on the curb
should i sing praises for the wild and sweet
my shaking hands and healing herbs
and i remember when you held my head
each trust as noble as the first
a grainy video, a riverbed
our mystery raw and unrehearsed
open your eyes (i believe i believe i believe i believe i believe)
donโt be afraid (i believe i believe i believe i believe i believe)
iโm come alive (i believe i believe i believe i believe i believe)
i believe
i believe
i believe
where Klamath River flows out from Bluff Creek
there is a cut into the bark
a secret sentinel too old to speak
my face and hand forever marked
up by McMinnville out to Sheridan
the night sky hides a furtive glow
you are the one i want with me, my friend
we happy few, we few that know
open your eyes (a thousand redwoods sing into the upper atmosphere) (i believe i believe i believe i believe i believe)
donโt be afraid (an ancient light that shines out through the foggy wilderness) )i believe i believe i believe i believe i believe)
iโm come alive (a motherโs cradle is the foothills of the mountain range) (i believe i believe i believe i believe i believe)
i believe
i believe
i believe
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blank face faker
slit tongue teller
black dream breaker
slick speech seller
youโre a needle in the gums, yeah
youโre a fire in the fold
youโre blind and iโm dumb, yeah
you broke what you stole
yeah youโre a liar with your hands now
letโs see you lie through broken teeth
i know your secrets and i see your sins
and if i meet you on the street, well
(and i think you already know who sent me)
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
see what happens
stand and count your beads up
start running iโm coming
i got oil on my face and
a red tooth and iโm gunning
i got feathers on my bent back
got a box with some things in it
a book of photos and a cricket bat
and a bottle with a rag in it
and when you finally come to the end of your life
and the lord comes down with all his angels around
and he looks at you and all that youโve been through and all that youโve done
heโs gonna spit in your face
heโs gonna send you to the other place
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
see what happens
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
treat me like your children
yeah
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5. |
The Woods
05:42
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goodbye little sister, hello
itโs been too long, and thereโs someone i should get to know.
been driving all night, and thereโs miles to go
been driving all night, and thereโs miles to go
when your words fall empty and meaning is gone
itโs only the beautiful blackness before the bright dawn
youโll be all right, if youโll only hold on
youโll be all right, if youโll only hold on
like the fog on the glass on a rainy day
or the pictures that hang in the hall
there is something of you that feels like home for me
won't you give me a call
goodbye little sister, hello
i can hold on if you want, or i can let go.
just close your eyes, and focus on the car radio
just close your eyes, and focus on the car radio
the woods are lovely, dark and deep,
but I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep,
and miles to go before I sleep,
and miles to go before I sleep.
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a thousand redwoods sing into the upper atmosphere
"๐๐ต'๐ด, ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ, ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐จ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ต'๐ด- ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ."
an ancient light that shines out through the foggy wilderness
"๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐บ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐, ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ, ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต, ๐- ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ธ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ช๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ช๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ง๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด."
"๐๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ, ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ- ๐ข๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ- ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ- ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด? ๐๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ..."
"๐๐ฐ, ๐ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ต."
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7. |
Bleed Me
04:48
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("๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ต ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฅ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ: ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐-")
bleed me dry
sell my bones
won't you call me up tonight cause i'm on my own
wear that dress
beat them drums
you got it all in your snow globe smile come on and give me some
"๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ"
cellophane faces in a ticker tape parade
camera 2 is on you, better bow your head and pray
lord they tell me that these cats are f-f-famous in LA
won't you take take take take take take take it all away
have you heard the transmission from the tool shed
their sounds make me wanna shout
theyโre wild when they move, got a platinum groove
oh, theyโre so far out
bleed me dry
sell my bones
won't you call me up tonight cause i'm on my own
wear that dress
beat them drums
you got it all in your snow globe smile come on and give me some
well iโm better off than iโve ever been
iโm clean off your love and the noise
i walk like a queen with a gunmetal sheen
and i don't think i wanna be your toy
oh no, boy
have you heard the transmission from the tool shed
their sounds make me wanna shout (make me wanna twist and shout)
theyโre wild when they move, got a platinum groove
oh, heโs so strung out
bleed me dry
sell my bones
won't you call me up tonight cause i'm on my own
wear that dress
beat them drums
you got it all in your snow globe smile come on and give me some
i can't sit but i can't stand
been seven weeks since i saw land
i can't sit but i can't stand
been seven weeks since i saw land
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8. |
Song for Summer
04:19
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laundromats and parking lots
fluorescents on the bruise i brought
somewhere thereโs a radio
a smile goes round, they like the song
around the car
the movie scene
i watch the thick air in between
and the stoplights change
and i'm a paperweight in sunlight, iโm a butterfly in lucite, iโll be alright
to my strained imagination iโm a stranger at the station on a hot night
sunlight and maple leaves
archival grass-stained blue jeans
47 miles from here
you were laughing when you left the beach
a silent weight,
the bonfire made
the independence day parade
and the jasmine blooms
and i'm a paperweight in sunlight, iโm a butterfly in lucite, iโll be alright
to my strained imagination iโm a stranger at the station on a hot night
tan hands and a steering wheel
the wordless white noise world to feel
top down, turn the music on
candy sky, iโm gone, iโm gone, iโm gone
do you know me now?
would you feel the same?
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โ๐๐ฆ๐บ, ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ตโ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐บ. ๐๐ตโ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฉ? ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐- ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถโ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ, ๐ถ๐ฎ, ๐โ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด. ๐โ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ด๐บ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅโฆ ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. [๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ถ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ] ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต? ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ข ๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต, ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ- ๐ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ. ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต. ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ-โ
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๐๐ค๐ฉ๐ช, ๐ฏ๐ช, ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช
it will have been one year on monday, 8:30 pm
god, iโm not old enough to have been so much younger then
canโt recall conversations barefoot in the parking lot
when the hummingbird had hit the ground, how can we know what we are not
i took a train to the city to see the parade
o, how the buildings laughed down at me and i had to call a car
you sat on the floor and i painted my face
with all the plans we meant to make
was i hot to your touch? (i could make it better)
were you feeling too much? (you put it in your letter)
was your house on the hill? (your head on my shoulder)
could i feel it stand still? (and i keep getting older)
did you just get older?
as from Sierrasโ early morning or a late night drive home
the headlights bleed out in the fog when my eyes sting with smoke
chipped nails and missed sleepovers, postcards wane from rusted pipes
like that step through air, that missing stair, i know things change but change needs light
i drove out to Arizona, i had to get away
i have my weightโa balanced measure of ten billion desert stars
i sit on the floor and i cover my face
from all the plans we meant to make
was i hot to your touch? (i could make it better)
were you feeling too much? (you put it in your letter)
was your house on the hill? (your head on my shoulder)
could i feel it stand still? (and i keep getting older)
did you just get older?
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11. |
Lullaby/Finale
09:18
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the eveningโs over,
the show is done,
the smiling crowd is leaving, tomorrow brings another one
wipe off your glitter, turn out the light,
hold my hand, and say goodnight
another triumph,
we knocked 'em dead,
adrenaline ebbing like the roar still pounding in my head
sodium street lights suit you even better than the lime
hold me close, letโs say goodnight
("๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต")
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Rory John Redwood City, California
Rory John is a Northern California-based singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist.
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