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Spanish Yellow
05:06
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Spanish yellow for old times,
When I was yours & you were mine.
Spanish yellow for old times,
When I was yours & you were mine.
You saw me for what I was, even then —
Just kids having fun.
We made ourselves a fort…
The world is cruel, but we were young.
And no one could catch us
No one could change us.
We had the fidelity of childlike hearts
And I swore to myself I’d never give it up.
Spanish yellow for old times,
When I was yours & you were mine.
Sparkling wine,
We’re older now, and we have such fine times.
You saw me for what I was, even then —
Lost among the trees.
I stood guard at our fort,
And just like always you were with me.
And no one could catch us
No one could change us.
We had the bravery of the wildest dogs,
But we lost it, my love.
Spanish yellow for old times,
When I was yours & you were mine.
Sparkling wine,
We’re older now, and we have such fine times.
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2. |
Two Gamblers
05:09
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All this time I’ve been right here.
And I don’t call for you.
Though I may want to.
I am one for gambling,
And I know you are too.
I guess that’s why we’re here —
Because when I’m bluffing I look just like you.
I am one for gambling,
And I know you are too.
We always play this like a game
Because we don’t know what else to do.
All this time I’ve been right here.
All this time I’ve been right here.
And I don’t call for you.
Though I may want to.
You are one for good times,
And I see the same in me.
What a shame it wrecks us.
We stay late, but we clock out early.
You are one for good times.
So you follow me.
I would wonder if we’re dead —
But hey, we’re still the life of the party.
All this time I’ve been right here.
All this time I’ve been right here.
And I don’t call for you.
Though I may want to.
I am one for gambling.
And I know you are too.
I guess that’s why we’re here.
Because when I’m bluffing I look just like you.
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3. |
Do You Think I'm Cruel?
04:16
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I’ve got fire in my hands.
And I’ve got a knife for a tongue.
And you’ve got an army behind you.
But wait…the war’s already won.
Do you think I’m cruel, honey?
You say this place is poison, but you say the same of me.
You ask for more than I can give.
Well, thank you for your prayers, but I will take my chances.
I’ve got fire in my hands.
And I’ve got a knife for a tongue.
And you’ve got an army behind you.
But wait…the war’s already won.
You want glory.
Now, I think it’s overrated. But who am I to say?
We all want a little bitter with our sweet.
We all want a reason to stay when we’re walking away.
I’ve got fire in my hands.
And I’ve got a knife for a tongue.
And you’ve got an army behind you.
I’ve got fire in my hands.
And I’ve got a knife for a tongue.
And you’ve got an army behind you.
But wait… the war’s already won.
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Cracking Up Gold
03:56
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You’re so damn serious honey…
And I would crack up if I weren’t already.
Well do what you please.
You won’t hear a word from me.
I can see you in so many different lights,
But you only see me in one:
The glitter of gold in a candlelit night.
And funny how the way you see me changes what I become.
I can see you in so many different lights…
But you only see me in one.
You think you’ve got me figured out…
And I would laugh so hard I’d hit the floor—
But sorry, baby, I’m already down.
Well think what you like now.
I won’t tell you you’re wrong.
And you won’t hear me let my voice get loud.
I can see you in so many different lights,
But you only see me in one:
The glitter of gold in a candlelit night.
And funny how the way you see me changes what I become.
I can see you in so many different lights…
But you only see me in one.
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5. |
Stand in the Sun
04:22
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Stand in the sun,
But try not to get burned.
Easier said than done
I’ve learned.
Do no harm.
Stand with open arms.
But fireworks sound a lot like war to you.
And every day I wake up to a darker shade of blue.
And do I know you now?
Do I know you now?
I had the strangest dream…
And I look cautiously on everything.
Don’t prove me right.
I’m in no mood for a fight.
But fireworks sound a lot like war to you.
And every day I wake up to a darker shade of blue.
And do I know you now?
Do I know you now?
Fireworks sound a lot like war to you.
And every day I wake up to a darker shade of blue.
And do I know you now?
Do I know you now?
Do I know you now?
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L. $hamPain Texas
Sounds like... Howard Hughes’ mind on a steamy summer night in 1936, electrified with champaign-soaked bubbles & all of his neurons synapsing endlessly between light & dark, Las Vegas & solitude, being the predator & being the prey.
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