1. |
he's dead
02:45
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there’s a wet guy inside
but its hands are dry
time rolls around
can it stop so I can cry
got a lot to say
came at the wrong sign
confused the red for green
at least you’re always on time
looked at me straight in the eyes
can’t picture can’t disguise
what lives in your head
they looked at my brain and said...
i’m sorry
he’s dead!!
i fell off the tree
of the stages of grief
let the dirt figure it out
and the soil cover me
try to catch my breath
runs away from me now
what's the point of saying more
little person I can ignore
sweat rolls around
every pore and on the ground
soak away the dread
they looked at my brain and said...
i’m sorry
he’s dead!!
(lyrics by martha schnee & hava horowitz)
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2. |
quantumly entangled
02:34
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ya
i think we're quantumly entangled
just a little tingle
ya
i think we're quantumly entangled
and you go where i go
ya
i think we're quantumly entangled
and you know what i know
ya i'm saying no to plans
and then i got no plans
ya i've got nothing to lose
i already came out of the womb
ya i wonder if you're bored
and if you're watching porn
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
just a little tingle
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
and you go where i go
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
and you know what i know
ya i'm a little lonely
please give me a negroni
ya i'm home cookin' rice
and seeing you would be nice
ya you got a new tattoo
and i got a new bruise
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
just a little tingle
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
and you go where i go
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
and you know what i know
eating what you’re eating
seeing what you’re seeing
screamin when i’m screamin
leaving when i’m leaving
sneezing while you’re sneezing
dreaming while i’m dreaming
walking when you’re driving
crying when i’m smiling
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
just a little tingle
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
and you go where i go
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
just a little tingle
ya i think we're quantumly entangled
and you know what i know
ya
(lyrics by martha schnee)
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3. |
not dead (in natick)
02:30
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it's been five days since i heard
and you're not dead you're just in new york
and i can't believe you say you're in love
all i can think is what the fuck
and is it enough or is it luck
(is it enough or is it? is it enough or is it?)
i don't care i'll just put my hands up
and it's a bad month to put myself up
and it's a bad month to dig it all up
and i can't believe you say you're in love
all i can think is what the fuck
and is it enough or is it luck
(is it enough or is it? is it love or is it?)
i don't care i'll just put my hands up
and it's been five days since you heard
and i'm not dead i'm just in natick
(lyrics by martha schnee)
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4. |
not no
01:24
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they didn't get it when i said not no
it's like i'm not committed but i'm going with the flow
it's like i'm independent but i'm going where you go
i did not want to say yes so i said
not no
(lyrics by cara giaimo)
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5. |
pie in the sky
03:14
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hey michelle
why you runnin’ so fast
you have these memories
and i told you they wouldn’t last
hey michelle
can we leave it behind
take the distance and maybe call it a sign
hey michelle
don’t tell my secret to
anyone but me
(and you)
don’t waste your time
there’s nothing left here
the trees have shed their leaves
and the grass is just dirt
how can we ever make it work?
hey michelle
why you runnin' away
i got these secrets
that i thought i told you yesterday
hey michelle
that’s in the past you know
hey michelle just chill
(just chill)
wa ho
wa ho
wa hoohoaahahoooh
wa oh ah
wa oh ah
wa ho ahoa hoa
it’s a pie in the sky
it’s a pie in the sky
a slice of that pie in the sky
i want a slice
of that pie in the sky
a slice of that pie in the sky
it’s a dream
it’s a dream up here
a slice of that pie
in the sky
(lyrics by hava horowitz)
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6. |
cannot believe
01:03
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i took this tumble with god, laid down now face to face. just a rumble with god. when i look you in the eye, it’s all a cloud, are you on the ground? do you walk around? there’s a part of me that, don’t wanna believe, no. there’s this part of me that don’t wanna it don’t wanna believe. time’s a sponge that’s soaked in your name. when you squeeze it, it starts to rain. yes we all get wet. hope you like getting wet.
(lyrics by hava horowitz)
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7. |
sponge time
02:49
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time is a sponge
it soaks everything up
no matter what you do
a little or a lot
when you think about time
it’s all in your mind
it doesn’t really matter when you’re living in sponge time
it’s monday morning somerville you’re doing all this shit
market basket laundromat post office run
then it’s sunday morning got nothing on your plate
swim in your bed maybe lay in a lake
but no matter what you do
it goes up in the sponge
the time just passes by
it gets soaked up
time is a sponge
it soaks everything up
no matter what you do
a little or a lot
when you think about time
it’s all in your mind
and it doesn’t really matter ‘cuz you’re living in sponge time
what’s the difference between time and sponge time
you’re in eastern standard time and i’m in sponge time
we are not the same
we are not the same!
you’re stuck in time
and i’m stuck in sponge time!
time is a sponge
it soaks everything up
no matter what you do
a little or a lot
when you think about time
it’s all in your mind
and it doesn’t actually matter when you’re living in sponge time
(lyrics by lena warnke)
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