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Seconds of Pleasure- Van Hunt

Ooh, girl it's what you say between a phrase
It's written in your face
It's rain against a windowpane
The sound it makes
It's dreamin' the day away
It's the shine of a precious pearl
Light of the world
It's the smile of our baby girl
It's finding a moment for a thought so pure
It's a walk along the shore

I hold on to the feeling
I don't know when I will feel it again
I've become amused by the little things
Seconds of pleasure

Chorus:
Second of pleasure
Life's little treasures

Ooh, girl, it's small talk
A touch so soft
It's watchin' you walk
It's the taste of a sour pop - a lemon drop
It's the last one in the box
It's a kiss in the mornin' sun
A few minutes of fun
Before you have to run
It's all of the little things that you've done
To ease my burden and my confusion

Chorus
 
Fortunate- Lathun

There you are
Rose amongst the weeds
Subtle as the summer breeze you're perfectly seen
A gift to me you shine so brightly
Like a diamond in the sky
And you're the reason why, you opened up my eyes
You're like a portrait or a picture painted very long ago
A moment frozen in time
Immortalized in my mind
Never lost a precious find
A poetic silhouette for my eyes

Chorus:
Fortunately you
You have me
I have you
It's fortunate for us
We have love
Love has us
It's fortunate that we
We have time on our side
Never take for granted
That we are so fortunate to be

Can't imagine me without the missing piece
Like a puzzle incomplete
But together are a masterpiece
I used to dream and fantasize of you and I
Spending any time and now I'm so overjoyed
That I have found the missing piece to my life
If I could travel back in time
For the creation of life
I'm sure that what God did for me
Would have been this very thing
Within you divine and supreme

Chorus:
Fortunately you
You have me
I have you
It's fortunate for us
We have love
Love has us
It's fortunate that we
We have time on our side
Never take for granted
That we are so fortunate to be

You're like an architect of sweetness
A man whose never heard can hear the melodies
Of your voice when you heart sings a song
Fortunately you
You have me
I have you
(yea)
It's fortunate for us
We have love
(We've got love)
Love has us
It's fortunate that we
We have time on our side
(We've got time)
Never take for granted
That we are so fortunate to be

Fortunately you
You have me
(You've got me)
I have you
(I've got you)
It's fortunate for us
We have love
Love has us
It's fortunate that we
We have time on our side
(On our side)
Never take for granted
That we are so fortunate to be
 
The Beatles - Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes

Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
And she's gone

Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah

Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high

Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone

Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah

Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes

Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds...
 
Getting In Tune - The Who

I'm singing this note 'cause it fits in well
With the chords I'm playing
I can't pretend there's any meaning here
Or in the things I'm saying

But I'm in tune
Right in tune
I'm in tune
And I'm gonna tune
Right in on you
Right in on you
Right in on you

I get a little tired of having to say
"Do you come here often?"
But when I look in your eyes and see the harmonies
And the heartaches soften

I'm getting in tune
Right in tune
I'm in tune
And I'm gonna tune
Right in on you (right in on you)
Right in on you (right in on you)
Right in on you

I've got it all here in my head
There's nothing more needs to be said
I'm just bangin' on my old piano
I'm getting in tune to the straight and narrow
(Getting in tune to the straight and narrow)
Getting in tune to the straight and narrow
(Getting in tune to the straight and narrow)
Yeah, I'm getting in tune to the straight and narrow
(Getting in tune to the straight and narrow)

I'm singing this note 'cause it fits in well
With the way I'm feeling
There's a symphony that I hear in your heart
Sets my head a-reeling

But I'm in tune
Right in tune
I'm in tune
And I'm gonna tune
Right in on you (right in on you)
Right in on you (right in on you)
Right in on you

Baby, with you
Baby, with you
Baby, with you
Baby, with you
Baby, with you

I've got it all here in my head
There's nothing more needs to be said
I'm just bangin' on my old piano
I'm getting in tune with the straight and narrow

Getting in tune to the straight and narrow (repeat)
 
The Beatles - Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

i remember us listening to that song in history. we also listened to White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane, For What It's Worth by Buffalo Springfield and another song I can't think of.

The Buffalo Springfield one was for the Kent State killings, and the other two were for the hidden drug references.

i wanna say the other song was a Billy Joel song, but I can't remember, but it wasn't about drugs. i think it was a bout war
 
Behind Closed Doors- Charlie Rich

My baby makes me proud
Lord, don't she make me proud
She never makes a scene
By hanging all over me in a crowd
'Cause people like to talk
Lord, don't they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know she'll be leaving with me

And when we get behind closed doors
Then she lets her hair hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
Oh, no-one knows what goes on behind closed doors

My baby makes me smile
Lord, don't she make me smile
She's never far away
Or too tired to say: "I want you"
She's always a lady, just like a lady should be
But when they turn out the lights
She's still a baby to me

'Cause when we get behind closed doors
Then she lets her hair hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
Oh, no-one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXC0jZgegUQ

what a pretty song
 
Ohio - Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'.
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the
drummin'.
Four dead in Ohio.

Gotta get down
to it.
Soldiers are cutting us down.
Should have been
done long ago.
What if you knew her and
Found her dead
on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, na, na, na,
na, na. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

Gotta get down to it.
Soldiers are cutting us down.
Should have been done long
ago. What if you knew her and
Found her dead on the
ground?
How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'.
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drummin'.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
Four dead in Ohio.
 
Ohio - Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

thats the one I was trying to think of in one of the other music threads!!!

i think it's about the Kent State shooting, and we listened to it in history class.
 
thats the one I was trying to think of in one of the other music threads!!!

i think it's about the Kent State shooting, and we listened to it in history class.

Yes. It sends chills down my spine. Even though it's well before my time, I still feel the fear present during that time through that song.
 
Coat of Many Colors- Dolly Parton

Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didnt understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be

In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6JnOeZUFLs - from the early 70's. dolly was really pretty back then

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__UQOLAQN9U - 1985 performance from the 65th anniversary of Grand Ole Opry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8efQm59Zo0 - Shania performing with Dolly on the Oprah Show. You know a song is big when Oprah knows the words and is singing along

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bc3AelrXTF0 - Shania paying tribute at the Kennedy Center Honors with the awesome Alison Krauss doing backup vocals

i've listened to this song probably 5 times in a row already. it's just a beautiful song and what makes it even more wonderful is that Dolly lived this. real country music is strong in storytelling and lyrical value and this has both a'plenty.

i know people who hate country music, but adore this song. great lyrics can go past genre or musical styling. good lyrics are good lyrics, regardless.
 
Bob Marley - Burning and Looting:

This morning I woke up in a curfew;
O god, I was a prisoner, too - yeah!
Could not recognize the faces standing over me;
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality. eh!

How many rivers do we have to cross,
Before we can talk to the boss? eh!
All that we got, it seems we have lost;
We must have really paid the cost.

(thats why we gonna be)
Burnin and a-lootin tonight;
(say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin and a-lootin tonight;
(one more thing)
Burnin all pollution tonight;
(oh, yeah, yeah)
Burnin all illusion tonight.

Oh, stop them!

Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the roots man take a blow.
All them drugs gonna make you slow now;
Its not the music of the ghetto. eh!

Weeping and a-wailin tonight;
(who can stop the tears? )
Weeping and a-wailin tonight;
(weve been suffering these long, long-a years!)
Weeping and a-wailin tonight
(will you say cheer? )
Weeping and a-wailin tonight
(but where? )

Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the roots man take a blow.
I must say: all them - all them drugs gonna make you slow;
Its not the music of the ghetto.

We gonna be burning and a-looting tonight;
(to survive, yeah!)
Burning and a-looting tonight;
(save your baby lives)
Burning all pollution tonight;
(pollution, yeah, yeah!)
Burning all illusion tonight
(lord-a, lord-a, lord-a, lord!)

Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning all pollution tonight
 
Joan- Butch Walker

Joan moved away to Colorado
Said she found God and a boyfriend as well.
One that won't hit her or make her feel shallow
There's a lot to learn about Joan

Before I moved in Joan had a fling with the landlord
So she got to stay here for free
And I'm not a genius but I figured out
There's a lot to learn from Joan

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
Go get it right

I went to the closet to get dressed for work
When I spotted a box I had not seen before
With all kinds of letters that never got sent to a guy in Colorado since 1994
And I know it's wrong
But I sat and opened in no certain order
A letter or two she talked about blisters and bruises of anger
And she bought a handgun to learn how to shoot
And the last letter said that she had to get out
But I couldn't make out the rest of the note
From the blood stains all over the page of the letters
There's a lot to learn
And there's a lot I learned about Joan

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where you slowly misplaced your life
Oh and after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
Go get it right
Go get it right
Go get it right
Go get it right

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQLipIvJTDo - music video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_Jmuxp8BoM - live performance
 
Radiohead Go to Sleep

Something for the rag and bone man
"Over my dead body"
Something big is gonna happen
"Over my dead body"

Someone's son or someone's daughter
"Over my dead body"
This is how I end up getting sucked in
"Over my dead body"

I'm gonna go to sleep
Let this wash all over me

We don't wanna wake monster taking over
"Tiptoe round tie him down"
We don't want the loonies taking over
"Tiptoe round tie them down"

May pretty horses
Come to you
As you sleep
I'm gonna go to sleep
Let this wash
All over me
 
Subtle 'The Mercury Craze'


[FONT=Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial] When last we left him…
our hero yes was recently diagnosed as last haver
of a most unusual sort of blood.
quite surprised by the news himself,
(and still the genuinely unlucky man)
he now wields his one and only body bag
of this, his now very rare blood.

and so, we find him seated not starved but smalled,
before a really rather serious spread…

his evening's eats have been copped and bequeathed
by the richest of rich who's only child is especially sick…

their fair scared parent eyes reading weak…
yelling help across a good 200 feet of set table
yours far full of edge... perfectly still like straight teeth

It seems so few would know just what to do as the new and improved lucky you,
to be courted and prized as someone else's very own personal blood mine.

b-l-o-o-d
I mean…What if your o-so unique blood… then became the latest craze…

would the dear disparate world not get the wrong/right idea,
You…now owning all your ever so happening blood…
You…sole proprietor of all that priceless red wet…

What if…
What if your blood were then all the rage…
What then…
What if your blood weren't you…

What would you give
in order to get your hands
on the utmost in luxury blood…
only to have yours flushed out completely
and replaced with that of a nice bright white

Would you later pay extra
for your old red tide to be glassed,
sat down, beside your occupied hospital bed.
so that when you were well,
and in your right mind of redwets
and new whites. You just might
indeed, spill your own & old blood.

is there a terrible time to your life that never seems to let up…
is it a terrible time of the great nothing much…
what say you leave your past life's luck in the dust…
and let the miracle most of modern day at your blood…
you know you want it
[/FONT]

 
Under Pressure - Queen & David Bowie

Pressure pushing down on me, pressing down on you, no man ask for
Under pressure, that burns a building down
Splits a family in two, puts people on streets

It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming... let me out!
Pray tomorrow, takes me higher
Pressure on people, People on streets

Chipping around, kick my brains round the floor
These are the days, It never rains but it pours
People on streets, People on streets

It's the terror of knowing, what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming... let me out!
Pray tomorrow takes me higher, higher, higher
Pressure on people, People on streets

Turned away from it all, Like a blind man
Sat on a fence, but it don't work
Keep coming up with love, But it's so slashed and torn
Why, why, why?
Love, love, love, love

Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love?
Give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?

Cos' love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you, to care for people on the edge of the night
And love dares you, to change our way of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance, this is our last dance
This is ourselves, under pressure
Under pressure, pressure
 
Bonus!!!


subtle : FKO

See When you have the face of a man
spread thin over 3 half finished records
Its likely The hand doctors will knock & or ring
With a child's map of your muscle and mountain top voice
to agree you need help
to the tune of twice as much popular music...

The daughters of if/but are desperate
Drug strung rock czars
can be a sloppy candy
for the emotional wantsome of many many land U.S.A.
another big easy for its dynamite audience

all half deciding
who is more popular
the good great grandchild of napolean
or carol burnet's spotlight mop up man

they vote by pushing colored pins into empty check box marked
flaps of flesh Located on the backs of their miniature dogs necks

upon doing so
while outside
the pin poked pet neck votes are then tallied
beneath the breathy crackle of a freshly turned off cop car
by alert middle class worms hid in the heads of ford model mailmen

Who say...

They say the sun is flipped by hat tipped Private *****
Who lean like prey eyed eagles up-on classic looking lampposts
lined with the many levers that start + stop
all of the stars The rich folks want

and they in turn pay the gumshoe's matress well
To sing the U.S. sparkles like george washington at 21
sucking solid gold from solid ground
using his hollowed topless chopped cherry tree straw

...

and the wealthy west can not be asked
who decides when they shoot a spectacular
until the cameraman's eyesight starts hurting of coarse

and if they say so this songs isn't happening...

and
they will have their poems sung to them
or they will have nothing at all...
 
Timbaland feat. Nelly Furtado & Justin Timberlake - Give It To Me (I gotta say, I love with Timbaland is doing with pop music as of late; sure as hell beats 90s bubblegum)

(Nelly Furtado)
I'm the type of girl that look you dead in the eye, eye
I'm real as they come, if you don't know why - I'm fly-y-y
I seen you try to switch it up, but girl you ain't got those
I'm the Wonder Woman, let me go get my rope
I'm a supermodel and mommy, sí mommy
Amnesty International got bankrupt. (I'm on top, on lock)
Love my ass and my abs in the video called "Promiscuous"
My style is ridi-di-diculous-ulous-ulous

(Hook)
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

(Timbaland)
When Timbo is in the party, everybody put up their hands
I get a half a mil for my beats. You get a couple gra-a-a-and
Never gon' see the day that I ain't got the upper hand
I'm respected from Californ-I-A, way down to Japan
I'm a real producer and you just a piano man
Your songs don't top the charts. I heard em, I'm not a fa-a-a-an
N****s talking greasy, I'm the one that gave them they chance
Somebody need to tell them that they can't do it like I can

(Hook)
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me

(Justin Timberlake)
Could you speak up and stop m-m-mumbling I don't think you came in clear
When you're sitting on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here
Now I saw you trying to act cute on TV, just let me clear the air
We missed you on the charts last week. Damn, that's right, you wasn't there
If s-sexy never left, then why's everybody on my s***
Don't hate on me just because you didn't come up with it
So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way
'Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

(Hook)
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
Wanna see you work your body
So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me
 
Lupe Fiasco - The Cool

He came back,
In the same suit that he was buried in
Similar to the one his grandfather was married in
Yes...he was still fresh to death
Bling, two ear-rings, a chain laying on his chest
He still had it cuz they couldn't find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat like two inches behind it
Smelled the Hennesy from when his n****s got reminded
And poured out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it, But...
He couldn't sip it fast enough
So the liquor was just filling the casket up
Floating down by his feet was the letter from his sister
Second grade hand-writing simply read "I miss ya"
Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughter's picture
Right next to it one of his man's stuck a swisher
He had a notion as he laid there soaking
Saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his casket open
and he...


[Chorus]
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You born, you live, then you die...
O-oh-oh-ohh

If life goes passing you by
Don't cry
If you breaking the rules
Making your moves
Paying your dues...
Chasing the cool


Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface
Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with
He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it
And when he couldn't dirt spit...he swallowed it
Working like a.. hmm.. reverse archaeologist
Except...his buried treasure was sunshine
So when some shined through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made son blind
He grabbed on to some grass, he climbed
Pulled himself up out of his own grave and looked at the time
On the watch that had stopped six months after the shots
That had got him in the box wringing Henny out his socks
Figured it was hours because he wasn't older
Used some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulders - so..
With a right hand that was all bones and no reason to stay
He decided to walk home
so he..


[Chorus]
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You born, you live, then you die...

O-oh-oh-ohh

If life goes passing you by
Don't cry
If you breaking the rules
Making your moves
Paying your dues...
Chasing the cool


He begged for some change to get him on a train
"Damn that n***a stank", is what they complained
Tried to light the blunt but it burst into flames
Caught the reflection in the window of what he became
A long look... Wasn't shook, wasn't ashamed
Matter fact only thing on his brain was brains
And getting back in his lane, doing his thang
First he had to find something to slang
Next stop was his block, it had the same cops
Walked right past the same spot where he was shot
Shocked that some lil' n****s tried to sell him rocks
It just felt weird being on the opposite
They figured that he wasn't from there
So they pulled out and robbed him
With the same gun they shot him with
Put it to his head and said "You scared ain't ya?"
He said: "Hustler for death. No heaven for a gangsta."


[Chorus]
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You born, you live, then you die...

O-oh-oh-ohh

If life goes passing you by
Don't cry
If you breaking the rules
Making your moves
Paying your dues...
Chasing the cool
 
This next song is the only song to ever make me cry:

Empty Garden - Elton John

What happened here,
As the New York sunset disappeared?
I found an empty garden among the flagstones there.
Who lived here?
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot,
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop.
And now it all looks strange.
It's funny how one insect can damage so much grain.

And what's it for,
This little empty garden by the brownstone door?
And in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more.
Who lived here?
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot,
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop.
And we are so amazed! We're crippled and we're dazed....
A gardener like that one, no one can replace.

And I've been knocking, but no one answers.
And I've been knocking, most all the day.
Oh and I've been calling,oh hey, hey, Johnny!
Can't you come out to play?

And through their tears,
Some say he farmed his best in younger years.
But he'd have said that roots grow stronger, if only he could hear.
Who lived there?
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot,
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop.
Now we pray for rain, and with every drop that falls.....
We hear, we hear your name.....

And I've been knocking, but no one answers.
And I've been knocking, most all the day.
Oh and I've been calling,oh hey, hey, Johnny!
Can't you come out to play,
In your empty garden?
Johnny?
Can't you come out to play, in your empty garden?
 
If I Can Dream - Elvis Presley

There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true

There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away
All the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why won't that sun appear

We're lost in a cloud
With too much rain
We're trapped in a world
That's troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly

Deep in my heart there's a trembling question
Still I am sure that the answer gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle
And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true, right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah
 
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Stadium Arcadium

Bells around St. Petersburg
When I saw you

I hope I get what you deserve
And this is where I find

Smoke surrounds your perfect face
And I'm falling

Pushing a broom out into space
And this is where I found a way

The stadium arcadium
A mirror to the moon (mirror to the moon)
Well I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
State of the art
Until the clouds come crashing

Stranger things have happened both
Before and after noon (before and after noon)
Well I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
Pushing myself
And no, I don't mind asking now

Alone inside in my forest room
And it's storming

I never thought I'd be in bloom
But this is where I start

(Derelict days and the stereo plays
For the all night crowd
That it cannot phase)

And I'm calling

(Tedious weeds that the media breeds
But the animal gets what the animal needs)

And I'm sorry

The stadium arcadium
A mirror to the moon (mirror to the moon)
And I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
State of the art
Until the clouds come crashing

Stranger things have happened both
Before and after noon (before and after noon)
Well I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
Pushing myself
And no, I don't mind asking now

And this is where I find

Rays of dust that wrap around
Your Citizen

Kind enough to disavow
This is where I stand

The stadium arcadium
A mirror to the moon (mirror to the moon)
Well I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
State of the art
Until the clouds come crashing

Stranger things have happened both
Before and after noon (before and after noon)
And I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
Pushing myself
And no, I don't mind asking

The stadium arcadium
A mirror to the moon (mirror to the moon)
Well I'm forming and I'm warming (to you)
State of the art
Until the clouds come crashing

Stranger things have happened both
Before and after noon (before and after noon)
And I'm forming and I'm warming to you
 

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