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Sunday Afternoon
04:06
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Long, dull days in this lonely town,
Tight funds, no fun, way too few friends around
Took some nerve last night to
Roll in when I’m so rundown
And there she is, at the bar,
Vision in white and red, there goes my heart
Sunday afternoon I’m fine, but all alone again
Maybe one day you’ll be mine
Can keep my cool til then
Loud crackpots full of crude black thoughts,
No guts wingnuts who talk a big game but
I’m gonna take my shot so
You shut up when that goes down
Is she still there, at the bar?
Can’t find the right words—it tears me apart
Sunday afternoon I’m fine, but all alone again
Maybe one day you’ll be mine
Will keep my cool til then
Let me show you a better man than the one I’ve been
You are always on my mind, hope Sunday next I’m in
Sunday afternoon I’m fine, but all alone again
Maybe one day you’ll be mine
So keep my cool til then
I can show you a better man than the one I’ve been
Think about you all the time, but don’t know how to win
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The Junction
04:31
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Through these hills, paths and trails, been over every one
Nothing looks the same today, and each time I end up back at the base
I know, stayed too long
I know, every choice was wrong
Help me find my way through this maze
Get me to a door, let me escape
I believe out there, far away she waits
And that’s where I belong–if it’s not too late
Like Sisyphus rolling his stone, the labor never ends
Every time this ride replays, all over again and again
I know, stayed too long
I know, every choice was wrong
Help me find my way through this maze
Get me to that door, let me escape
I believe out there, far away she waits
That’s where I belong–before it’s too late
Trees too thick to see the sun, going round and round
One last run to the junction, find some way out
I know, stayed too long
I know, every choice was wrong
Help me find my way through this maze
Take me to a door, let me escape
Still believe out there far away she waits
That’s where I belong–hope it’s not too late
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Get Up!
04:55
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In the dream found a note that was not for me
On a bus stop bench downtown, bit south of High Street
Just said “meet me”
Had a number and some kind of map
Called, voice said: “You ready brother? Well get on up”
Okay then, take a chance, see what this could be
Get up, up to the top, beyond the elevator stop
Get up, up to where you dance all night, dance until the morning light
Get up, up to the party, that party on the roof
Get up, cause you know it’s right, and have all the proof
All we want and what we need, they’re ours when we can see
Came to on a train, Yamanote Line
Makes no sense: it’s Tokyo 1999
Keitai in my hand rings
This a joke–am I even awake?
Voice says “Ohaiyo brother. Glad you are back”
Confused but I go along, see where this will lead
Get up, up to the top, beyond the elevator stop
Get up, up to where you dance all night, dance until the morning light
Get up, up to the party, that party on the roof
Get up, cause you know it’s right, and this here’s the truth
All we want and what we need, it’s yours if you are free
Free from time in dance and song we’re
Here just a while and then gone, so
Get up, up to the top, beyond the elevator stop
Get up, up to where you dance all night, dance until the morning light
Get up, up to the party, that party on the roof
Get up, cause you know it’s right, and now we know the truth
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Idyllwild
04:45
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He replayed their last call
She’d gone back to Idyllwild
After that October mess
So one day she was done, her
Mind made up to run
She’d had too much of not enough
Hey my love, can’t you see what might’ve been?
Hey my love, maybe we could try again?
It seemed so close to happiness
Heavy scent of lake and pine
Up where it’s winter all the time
Far from all his emptiness
Head clear, a setting sun
She feels a thaw’s begun
One ice age is more than enough
Hey my love, I don’t need what might’ve been
Hey my love, how could you not understand
I will not bear ambivalence
So much emptiness
She’s gone to Idyllwild
She said: it’s done, it’s gone. Just move on
He erased that last call
The one from Idyllwild
New date’s here, got to get dressed
Hey my love, hope you find a better friend
Hey my love, will never forget that you said:
What I have to give is not enough
All I have to give is not enough
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Santa Ana
04:56
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Fear the wind that blows so hot and dry
Burns these hills, downs powerlines
All these years I’ve run, kept out of sight
Now she’s here, it’s too late to hide
Close my eyes and see the
Second Coming Bill foretold
Santa Ana, hear the call of
Santa Ana’s lonely desert song
Santa Ana, why must I go back home?
Past Cabazon traveling south then east
Rocks like God's hands, mammoth beasts
Water's low under the burning sun but
Nearly there and her show’s begun
Eyes wide open, see where
One world ends and the next unfolds
Santa Ana, it won’t be long
Santa Ana, sad desert song
Santa Ana, I’m ready to go back home
Why be alone?
Santa Ana, been so long
Santa Ana, my love my desert song
Santa Ana, please let me come back home
Please let me come back home
I’m ready to go back home
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Postmark From Hell
04:35
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Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tus
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tus
Look here, listen, got a tip or two
Careful what you write, one slip kid, you are screwed
Ten was not my best year, hoped it could get better
Took a chance, put pen to paper, poured a dream into a letter
Did not want this, dyslexia’s not my friend
A note for St. Nick instead went to the king of sin
I been good, helped my mom,
Okay in school, but I can’t spell
Sent a letter to that kind elf
Box came back postmark said Hell
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, is that sulfur I smell?
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, the postmark’s from Hell (Huh, nice letter kid)
See what came today, a package from who I can’t tell
Shabby box that’s way too hot, uneasy dread casts a spell
Didn’t ask for a lot, books, a bike, games for fun
Instead, he sent pills, booze, cigarettes, dirty mags, a gun
I been good, help my mom,
Okay in school, but I can’t spell
Sent a letter to that kind elf
Box came back postmark said Hell
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, sulfur is all I smell
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, the postmark’s from Hell
Look here, listen, got a tip or two
Life it’s hard enough, without Lucifer
Next time proof your draft, don’t do this again
Misplace the N in Santa, might hear back from Satan
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, hate that sulfur smell, I don’t feel so well
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, tu, this sucks, it was postmarked in Hell
Hey, lighten up kid, it’s the holidays. Have fun, your buddy Satan
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Combo Villains Los Angeles, California
Franco-American rock duo from Los Angeles. Songs for humans who enjoy music
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