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ANI DIFRANCO lyrics - Not A Pretty Girl

Shy

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the heat is so great it plays tricks with the eye it turns the road to water and then from water to sky and there's a crack in the concrete floor and it starts at the sink there's a bathroom in a gas station and i've locked myself in it to think and back in the city the sun bakes the trash on the curb the men are pissing in doorways and the rats run in herds i've got a dream of your face that scares me awake i put too much on my table and now i got too much a stake and i might let you off easy yeah i might lead you on i might wait for you to look for me and then i might be gone where i come from and where i'm going and i'm lost in between i might go up to that phone booth and leave a veiled invitation on you machine and you'll stop me, won't you if you've heard this one before the one where i surprise you by showing up at your front door saying 'let's not ask what's next, or how, or why' i am leaving in the morning so let's not be shy the door opens, the room winces the housekeeper comes in without a warning and i squint at the muscular motel lady says 'hey good morning' and she jumps, her keys jingle and she leaves as quick as she came in and i roll over and taste the pillow with my grin well, the sheets are twisted and tangled and the heat is so great and i swear i can feel the mattress sinking underneath your weight oh sleep is like a fever and I'm glad when it ends and the road flows like a river and pulls me around every bend and you'll stop me, won't you... the heat is so great it plays tricks with the eye it turns road to water and water to sky and there's a crack in the concrete floor and it starts at the sink there's a bathroom in a gas station and i've locked myself in it to think and you'll stop me, won't you...

Nails In My Feet

CROWDED HOUSE "Together Alone"
My life is a house you crawl through the window slip across the floor and into the reception room you enter the place of endless persuasion like a knock on the door when there's ten or more things to do Who is that calling? you my companion run to the water on a burning beach and it brings me relief Pass through the walls to find my intentions circle 'round in a strange, hypnotic state I look into space there is no connection a million points of light and a conversation I can't face Cast me off one day to lose my inhibition sit like a lap dog on a matron's knee wear the nails on your feet I woke up the house stumbled in sideways the lights went on and everybody screamed Surprise! the savage review it left me gasping but it warms my heart to see that you can do it too Total surrender your touch is so tender your skin is like water on a burning beach and it brings me relief Like a night in your mind it brings me relief in the back door under the stars and the scenery is my floor in the back room under the stars and the scenery is my floor

Solitary Day

Elegy
Paranoia slowly starts to take effect. His huge fortune has created many enemies. In haste he searches for solitude. Secluded from the outside world, he lives in a fragile sense of security. Locked away he hopes to find peace of mind, but instead he's haunted by the terrifying images in his dreams. Images of those whose lives he so mercilessly helped to destroy. All of that money you've made From all of those souls with their lives they've paid now Lost your pride, locked inside Where's the light at the end of the road Blame and sorrow No more day, just, tomorrow Close the door, turn the key Lock the misery away! You're living in an ivory tower All of the guilt you should feel when all of the torment you caused was real Truth you've found, changed your made At the end of the road there's a light So many places, hidden lies, saddened faces Close the door take the key, try and throw it away far, far away In a solitary day There's a solitary point of view Hide the fear away! That's the price you have to pay They're coming to get you, put boards on your windows It won't take 'em long 'till they find out a way Don't sleep stay awake now, look over your shoulder Your enemy's coming to take you away! In a solitary day, there's a solitary point of view Hide your fear away, it strips away the good in you

Everybody's Got A Cousin In Miami

JIMMY BUFFETT "Fruitcakes"
It was ninety miles to freedom but they took the risk Though the ocean was all motion and the wind was brisk The deadly gunboats never saw them in the pale moonlight They were off to Cayo Hueso by the dawns early light The gringo in the garden called the customs man They answered all his questions, were allowed to land The ladies shared a hairbrush and their husbands had a coke Then they were taken up to Krome to meet with their kin folk [Chorus:] Everybody's got a cousin in Miami Everybody understands the impromptu Dancing in the heat to the beat That turns your clothing clammy Everybody needs to have a dream come true In a third world jungle not so far away Lives a natural drummer with a dream to play He's the brother of the lizard and the flying fish But he's been enchanted by the pictures From the satellite dish So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie Sends him north to her relations with a kiss good-bye He's bewildered by the plane ride and the immigration line Until he sees his Christian name upon a cardboard sign Everybody's got a cousin in Miami Everybody is an Aborigine Dancing in the heat to the beat That turns your clothing clammy Everybody wants to win that lottery It's hard to believe the city started as a trading post Home to the Seminole, pirate and pioneer Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone It brought me life, it brought me love I never have outgrown It brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore And one too many mornings in the Grove Drug Store In one way or the other we're all refugees Living out this easy life below the banyan trees Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash We got a style, we got a look We got that old panache [Chorus]

I Have Such A Hard Time Making New Friends

Bloodlet "Three Humid Nights in the Cypress Trees"
I had been feeling sick lately 3 days maybe 4 and he was looking at me funny like he had seen me before I threw my best right hand cross across his left hand cheek and a tragedy is written in the bathroom sink Give me back my gun its intent is not pure he's got it bad bleeding tears upon the kitchen floor I saw a crack in your halo today such big words for a tiny little man he said, In my mind I am the hero today. I take 1 in the morning and 2 at 3 another before supper and 5 to sleep just a chemical reaction in my head it all turns upside down in my head I must have blacked out I doubled up on my meds you see I have such a hard time making new friends

The Curious Sound

JAMIE T "Kings & Queens"
Falling through the floor again and never coming back hear a scream and shout again nothing come around he starts a fleeing your you say your checking out Run away together, for whatever, for however, before weather we saw news the kid got shot down Well its worse or its for better New York City severed tethers that were strong enough to hold us up in our home town Hit the ground as the siren sounds The news reporter said there were 10 shells there found She said that if you hold them to your ear out loud You'll hear it was the police who went shot him down Sour Troubadour said she never coming back The sound of shells hits the floor gone ever more He crawling on the road again you say your checking out Your running down the road again away from the fallout Ouuuut Sour Troubadour said she never coming back The sound of shells hits the floor gone ever more You calling on the road again you say your checking out You running down the road again away from the fallout

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