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MODEST MOUSE lyrics - The Lonesome Crowded West

Trailer Trash

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Eating snow flakes with plastic forks And a paper plate of course You think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids, of course They don't mean anything Live in trailers with no class God damn, I hope I can pass High school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work God damn, I am such a jerk I can't do anything And I shout that you're all fakes And you should've seen the look on your face And I guess that's what it takes When comparing your belly aches And it's been a long time Which agrees with this watch of mine And I know that I miss you and I'm sorry if I dissed you Eating snow flakes with plastic forks And a paper plate of course You think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids, of course They don't mean anything Live in trailers with no class God damn, I hope I can pass High school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work God damn, I am such a jerk I can't do anything And I shout that you're all fakes And you should've seen the look on your face And I guess that's what it takes When comparing your belly aches And it's been a long time Which agrees with this watch of mine And I guess that I miss you And I'm sorry if I dissed you

Not Another Day

ATMOSPHERE "Sad Clown Bad Spring #12"
[Verse 1] Caught the bus at 5:06 That's in the AM for all you little trust fund kids And it's a forty-five minute trip If she ain't in by six, she'll catch another pink slip And that's three and that means fired The coffee thermos in the purse to help her keep wired The day-care where she drops the baby off Thank god it's on the same block as the bus stop By 5:30, she's halfway there And her back already hurts from the bus' plastic chair Live to work to live to work to live Gotta feed the kid and give it all she's got to give Plus she tryna catch a little overtime If she stays till four she could be home by five Shuts her eyes for the rest of the route And keeps her headphones loud to drown everything out But the same old song... [Hook] "Whoa... whoa, not another day!" Not another day of the same old song "Whoa... whoa, not another day!" Not another day of the same old song [Verse 2] Seemed like nobody even knew his name, huh If he disappeared would they even see the blank spot? The only kids who might notice are the ones who Push him up and down the hallways and in the lunchrooms Sometimes he looks at his bruises and wants to come to school with A gun like them kids on the news did But nah man they don't deserve to die He's the type that couldn't even murder a fly I guess you get used to the life Maybe that's why he refuses to cry Takes it on the chin, takes it in stride What doesn't break you just makes you stronger right? So he sits by himself on the school bus Hoping that today he wouldn't have to put his dupes up But just like any other, here they come To fuck with his comfort, can't wait for summer It's the same old song... [Hook] [Verse 3] C'mon, woke up at the taste of dawn When the city's bloodline starts to push it along The generators on those public buses Is enough to bust you out of any dream that you stuck in I guess that's the chance you taking When you camp out in front of that transfer station And this town got no answers to chase That's why he always sleeps near the transportation Panhandle it, transient freedom Transplant, he ain't from this region And when the wind starts to whisper its lips He knows enough to pack it up and dip out before the winter hits Childhood dreams washed down the gutter Both parents gone, no sisters, no brothers Weak memories, strong paranoia While the same song repeats in his head Over and over and over and over it goes... [Hook X2]

The Cause

Inspectah Deck "Uncontrolled Substance"
* multiple gunshots * [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yo, when we do this, we do it for real We do it for the love, we do it for the money For the cash, for the women, the birds We do it for the foundation, for the people No matter how we do it, we do it for The Cause Yea, yo [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] What you in for? What you live for? What you die for? I hope its for The Cause .. What you work for? What you stand for? What you strive for? I hope its for The Cause [Inspectah Deck] Inspectah, rhyme beretta nine in ya sector Wet the scenery with extreme measures Supreme lecture, bless the heads, you dare enter the 9th Chamber, dance with the mind bender Surrender your thrown, there's no room for pretenders Bystander pollyin worldwide with nine members Distributin, my verbal sharp shootin While I execute the deadliest moves with fine tunin Duel of the Iron Mic bound to spark fusion Movin at the speed of light, nice at what I'm doin Drop it in ya brain like spice, without the five mics Heads roll off hilltops when I strike Sniper aim, stick you up for your price of fame Like the flame, watch you get hot inside the game Recognize my name, I.N.S., your highness I rep for live sets, place ya bets, make ya threats There's no cure, even the experts are stunned My work is done as soon as I've just begun *echo* [Chorus] [Streetlife] Strictly, Streetlife, I never play a fan of the fame Just build on my name, and master the slang I'm hittin harder than a lot of artists in the game I'm lyrically inclined, rockin just the same Than any MC who ship platinum or gold And only recoup to pay back what you sold Over budget your video, got pimped like a hoe My niggas move slo-mo like robotic clones I'd rather be alive and paid, than dead broke My life is like a thin line, on a tight rope A fiend with no dope, wrong way to provoke The man behind the scope, tucked, ready to smoke From the same place you from, different hood, the same slum Mother's third seed, father's first son Bastard child runnin wild, livin foul Ran into some juvenile niggas in design P.L.O. Style, sign my name on the dotten line Your beef is mine, dangerous minds combine, we all carry nines *echo* [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Hitman like Thomas Hurns, bustin while the weed burns Shorty, sixteen, yearns for my crew to take turns I'm a loose cannon, medically examined Found deadly as a plague, soon to spread like famine Splurgin, livin out the dirty version Throwin rocks at the ghetto birds circlin the urban Workin overtime, you notice the shine Niggas scope mine, models won't work Capone nine [Streetlife] We travel in pairs, you got the front, I watch the rear Got money on my mind this year, by all means Put an end to your cold stairs, crush your small dreams What you hear is the truth, fuck what you used to I provide you with street music you can ride to Push through, sound blastin through the sun roof Street surfer, lurkin, thirsty for the loot I'm in it to fuck fans and rock mic stands I work for cash and fans, and die for the Clan

Pachelbel's Canon

KATHERINE JENKINS "Serenade"
You are my love, my life, my best chance to live free... my eyes when I watch the sun setting over the sea, my lungs when the cool breeze blows softly into me, You are my ears when I listen to Canon in D. My happiness you were, you are and always you will be... When you laugh, when you sing, when you cry and when you dream... When you are near or when you are far, you always will be, always were and always are, mi carino, my soul mate, my number one weakness and my greatest strength. When you were born, while you live and long after you die, you were, you are and always will you be mine. My sweetest sweet, my dearest dear, my only trust and hope after God and my freedom of all fears. Always my Love, no matter how far or how near... The oceans so vast as far as one can see under the sky so blue and beyond all the mountains' highest peaks. So far, deep and long my love for you, so strong and lasting, so real and true... The beauty of your eyes looking into mine, your skin, your hair all so soft and so fine... How lucky am I that you could be all mine. This time I now know as the cool autumn winds softly blow. I've said this all even before, just yesterday and long ago! So I stand now silent to all, for only she really knows... And the autumn breeze slowly sooths a once lost soul. Alas my Angel I have found and she has found me. So far, far away but still hear her heart beat. Beyond all any hopes and more than any dream. I now believe in fate and see in destiny. The Lord has not left us, alone or lonely... for now my Angel I have found and she has found me. I can not put into all the words or have imagined or foreseen, how perfect we will feel together and how I miss you every time you log off and leave.

Long Time

JOAN JETT AND THE BLACKHEARTS "Glorious Results Of A Misspent Youth"
(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna) It's nice of you to say We can still be friends But what I need the most Is never gonna be again Sure I always knew we were worlds apart But that don't help the sadness in my heart It's gonna take a long time To get you off my mind Love like yours is hard to find You'll never be mine It's gonna take a long time 1234 Oh when we were together Life was so complete An' then you met that girl An' I could not compete Oh you are like a magnet with your ways An' that's what I remember everyday It's gonna take a long time To get you off of my mind Love like yours is hard to find You'll never be mine It's gonna take a long time 1234 Love is so complex That's why I'm upset Cause I'm no good for you But still I can't forget You can always wake the beast in me That's the thing that never lets me be It's gonna take a long time To get you off of my mind Love like yours is hard to find You'll never be mine It's gonna take a long time 1234

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