1. |
Technicolor
02:26
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In the sink last night,
you dyed your hair pink last night.
The sheets still looked alright
when we fell asleep last night.
Are we gonna keep this undercover?
Are we gonna keep things under covers?
Are we gonna live in technicolor?
On the brink last night,
you washed out some of the ink last night.
You were scared it wouldn't turn out right
when we fell asleep last night.
Are we gonna keep this undercover?
Are we gonna keep things under covers?
Are we gonna live in technicolor?
I wish this was black and white.
In the sink last night,
you dyed your hair pink last night
for the second time.
I wish this was black and white.
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2. |
Close Encounters
03:23
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I woke up in the middle of the night
thinking of you.
Was it a dream or a tractor beam
that brought me to you?
Did you abduct my heart
or put a probe in my head?
Did you take me apart
just to put me back together again?
Of all the close encounters, you're my favorite kind.
In the morning you can erase my mind.
I woke up in the middle of the night
hurting for you.
Was it a dream or a laser beam
that tore my heart in two?
Did you abduct my heart
or put a probe in my head?
Did you take me apart
just to put me back together again?
Did you shoot me with your ray gun?
Did you set your phaser to stun?
Did you shoot me with your ray gun?
Did you set your phaser?
Of all the close encounters, you're my favorite kind.
In the morning you can erase my mind.
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3. |
Yearbook
03:10
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I think I used to be happy.
I don't know if I'll ever feel good again.
It's a shred of doubt.
Is my name still written
in the margins,
or did you scribble it out?
I know.
You changed.
I didn't.
It's not better. It's just different.
Yeah, it's just different.
So what's it take to be happy?
I swear I'm asking for a friend.
Could you help me out?
Is my name still written
in the margins,
or did you scribble it out?
I know.
You changed.
I didn't.
It's not better. It's just different.
Yeah, there's something I forgot to say to you.
Have a great summer.
I never signed your yearbook.
I hope you have a great summer.
HAGS for short.
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4. |
Frigidaire
02:18
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There's a picture of you
on the Frigidaire.
There's a magnet or two
holding you up there.
I should have known I was holding you back
by holding your hand.
Look at you now, you're all grown up.
I wanna be in your band.
I remember walking with you
in the frigid air.
Was I the one guiding you
across the campus square?
I should have known I was guiding you out
by guiding your hand.
Look at me now, I'm all choked up.
You used to be my biggest fan.
Now you're just the man
on my Frigidaire.
Double dog dare.
We're still those school boys.
Never were the cool boys.
But don't you dare
say you don't care
about those school boys.
Don't get too cool, boy.
Cause there's a picture of you
on the Frigidaire.
And there's a magnet or two
holding you up there.
I should have known I was holding you back
by holding your hand.
Look at you now, you're all grown up.
I wanna be in your band.
I remember walking with you
through the frigid air.
Was I the one guiding you
across the campus square?
I should have known I was guiding you out
by guiding your hand.
Look at me now, I'm all choked up.
You used to be my biggest fan.
Now you're just the man
on my Frigidaire.
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5. |
Stratosphere
02:44
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Some days you love me.
Some days you don't.
Some days you say you will, but I know
that some days you won't.
Some days I'm anxious,
and I don't know why.
Some days all I do is sit
and watch the cars pass me by.
That's right, I'm still here.
Lately I've been trying not to disappear.
Some days life's too short.
Others it's a little long.
Some days I'm moving on.
Some days.
Some days you hug me.
Some days we kiss.
Some days we make it, but I know
that some days we miss.
Some days you're absent,
and I wanna know why.
Some days all I do is wait
for you to get behind the wheel and drive.
It's alright, I'm still here.
Forever floating in your stratosphere.
Some days life's too short.
Others it's a little long.
Some days I'm moving on.
Some days I'm moving on.
Some days.
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6. |
Baited Breath
02:12
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Oh, when you kissed me on my neck,
I could feel your bated breath.
Now I'm always checking my phone.
Am I on your mind?
Now I'm always checking the sky
to see if the stars have aligned.
Oh, when you laughed before you left,
I could feel your bated breath.
Now I'm always checking my phone.
Am I gonna die?
Now I'm always checking the sky
to see if the stars have aligned.
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7. |
DeLorean
03:11
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Dice hanging from the mirror.
The fresh smell of pine.
Ornamental flamingos.
Why would I wanna go back in time?
Convertible on fire,
ran into the power line.
'97 Bird, it's a phoenix.
Why would I wanna go back in time?
Pre-Y2K Intrepid.
We were intrepid, alright.
Marvelous night for a Moondance.
Why would I wanna go back in time?
If you're up to snuff, I'm up to speed.
I don't need a DeLorean.
One summer I picked some flowers
so my neighbor could make some wine.
Now I got my windows open,
got honeysuckle on my mind.
Why would I wanna go back in time?
If you're up to snuff, I'm up to speed.
I don't need a DeLorean.
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8. |
Posterchildren
02:28
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You were walking in the middle of the road
if I remember it right.
You had flare in your jeans,
and there was flare in between us,
though the sky was cold and white.
It's alright, we don't have to be more than friends.
But tonight I wanna see how this one ends.
I probably had to catch my breath
so that you wouldn't catch wind.
You had bleach in your blonde,
and my jeans were bleach-bombed.
We were love's poster children.
I wanna go there again.
We don't have to be more than friends.
Keep it going, I wanna see how this one ends.
Keep it going.
I've been alone before, it's true.
I've been alone, but I rather be alone with you.
So if you're feeling by your lonesome,
let's link up, make it a twosome.
I've been alone before, it's true.
But I rather be alone with you.
We don't have to be more than friends.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
I wanna see how this one ends.
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9. |
Adjacent
02:39
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Maybe we're just artifacts for aliens,
but when I look at you tonight.
I know that cosmic archaeologists
could never excavate your mind.
Something's happening here.
It's more than just a chain reaction.
We'll be a souvenir of a time and a place
where there was mutual attraction.
Maybe we're just artifacts for aliens,
but when I look at you tonight.
I know that cosmic anthropologists can't quite.
Something's happening here.
It's more than just a chain reaction.
We'll be a souvenir of a time and a place
where there was mutual attraction.
I'll always chase it.
I'll always chase it.
If we're not in love,
we're love adjacent.
We're love adjacent.
I guess that's good enough.
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10. |
La-Z-Boy
03:20
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Hello, how are you? It's been awhile.
Sorry, I've been feeling kind of blue.
I'd give anything to see you smile.
I'd give anything just to see you.
Honestly, I really can't complain.
Life's been pretty good as of late.
I don't know why I like to let it rain
or why I want things to precipitate.
I've got food on my head and a roof over my plate.
All jokes aside, it's really not so bad.
I don't cry as much. It was a brief affair.
I've been reading Sedaris and thinking about my dad.
We used to touch hips in a La-Z-Boy reclining chair
peeling oranges, watching whatever game was on the air.
Do you remember when the world was big?
Were we just looking through a fisheye lens?
I know that something must have distorted it.
But do you remember how big it was?
Hello, how are you? It's been awhile.
We lost touch, and I don't have an excuse.
But I'd give anything to see you smile.
Yeah, I'd give anything just to see you.
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