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We Can't Work It Out
02:48
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Take me out driving, it’d be nice for a change, something to distract me from the fact I’m back again. Take me out further, get away from it all, exactly when I’m over it, exactly when you call. Tried to fight it off but there’s no doubt and I finally see that we can’t work it out. Take me out walking, two fools on parade, the saddest lonely suckers that the maker ever made, standing strong and silent, nothing left to be said, I was trying to convince you, turn it over in your head. Standing in the mirror, feeling strange in my clothes ‘cuz I’m getting quite distracted by an emperor’s new robes. Abuse imagination, fall asleep for a spell to forget a man in uniform, I can’t but might as well. Tried to fight it off but there’s no doubt and I finally see that we can’t work it out. Ahh ahh ahh ahh... ha ha ha ha! Take me out driving it’d be nice for a change, something to distract me from the fact I’m back again. Take me out further, get away from it all ‘cuz I’m coming over clueless every single time you call. Nowadays, you tell me what I’m wanting to hear and you love me when you’re lit up like a crystal chandelier. Back in the beginning it was nice for a stint. Now you take me for granted so I’m taking the hint. Tried to fight it off but there’s no doubt and I finally see that we can’t work it out. Tried to fight you off cuz there’s no doubt and I finally see that we can’t work it out.
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Modern Major General
03:16
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Sick, sad city I call my own: housing tracts and parking lots trapped under a geodesic dome and I know what tomorrow brings, another day of gritted teeth, no wonder that the swallows leave in spring. I know a secret about you, it came to me within a dream but don’t pretend that doesn’t make it true. Past cause of a future fall, you keep your soldiers in a row you modern major general. But I know you try to do the best you can and I know you try to be an honest man. Your trial came down to the wire. The judges called the court adjourned the minute that the jury’d gotten tired. You’re not hard to figure out, you told me your alibi, forgive me for my reasonable doubt. I know a secret about you but I kept it to myself, covered up like powder on a bruise. Past cause of a future fall. Wonder why I’m saying nothing, boy, you’re really onto something. But I know you try to do the best you can and I know you try to be an honest man. But please don’t make me talk about it ‘cuz when I do I start to doubt it. You keep your soldiers in a row you modern major general. But I know you try to do the best you can and I know you try to be an honest man and I know you tried to do the best you can and I know that you tried to be an honest man.
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Below
03:39
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Listen and you’ll understand the story of an injured hand which doesn’t work and wills itself to play. You can tell me all the things I’m not, an angel or an astronaut; I’m much more like the miners down below. Below, below. Well, there’s really not too much to say. I’ll see you on your wedding day, I’ll go. I’ll go. Well, I saw her on the street today. She says she’s feeling good. It doesn’t show. Oh no. And we didn’t have too much to say, we didn’t say too much after “Hello.” “Hello.” So, let’s climb up to the mountaintop so we can see the city down below. I was talking to a friend one day who travelled east to run away. Said “Things are not so easy when you stay.” I dreamed I walked up to a ridge and as I crossed the Hawthorne Bridge I saw 1000 fishes down below. Listen and you’ll understand the story of an injured hand which doesn’t work and wills itself to play. Now I’m waiting on a city bus for the angel of an octopus to come and take this awful pain away.
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Hey Trouble
02:41
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Hey trouble! Please pick up the pace. I’m half addicted to the chase. Don’t have to catch me when I fall, just tell me this is reciprocal. Everyone here thinks they’re so cool, we’re the exceptions to the rule. A pocket guide to oblivion, hey trouble tell me that I’m the one. I’m checking in with the triage nurse. I get in late but they’ll see me first to ask the doctor what to take to stop the dreams that keep me awake and when I pace instead of sit and when I start to shake and fit, a swift prescription to delirium, hey trouble tell me that I’m the one. When I leave I’ll be walking alone but one day soon you’ll be taking me home and I’ll go, I’ll go and I’ll go and he’ll be packing my bags when he knows ‘cuz he knows this would never end, wayward heart gone cheating again. Yes, I know. One day soon you’ll be taking me home, one day soon you will leave me alone and I know, I know and I know that you won’t be turning around when you go because you know this would happen again, wayward heart always cheats in the end. Yes, I know.
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Movies on TV
03:42
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It only looks dark on the outside like a bluebird painted black. It only looks bad on the surface when it doesn’t have a scratch. When all is over, well, I cannot say you haven’t been a friend. When all is over I will come back to repeat this all again and it hit me with a flash when the thought occurred to me. I played it over in my head like the movies on tv. The worst is over now we’re gonna have to settle for the best. The mind is lazy but remembers what I want it to forget and please forgive me but you’re gonna have to tell me where I am. I shut my eyes today, I don’t think I will open them again and I heard it on the street and I heard it in my head just like a pop song with a hook that might stay with you 'til you’re dead. It only looks dark on the outside like a bluebird painted black. It only looks bad on the surface when it doesn’t have a scratch. When all is over, well, I cannot say you haven’t been a friend. When all is over I will come back to repeat this all again, no, not again. And it hit me with a flash when the thought occurred to me. I turned it over in my head just like movies on TV.
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I, The Lion Tamer
03:26
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Winter’s war is over so welcome to the summer of the curse. My heart is aching so call in the in-firm-er-ary nurse. My head it spinning and filling up with general decay but don’t you worry, don’t worry ‘cuz I like it fine that way, that way ha ha ha. Even when I made the race I always knew that I would finish last. I came running through your heart and it was haunted by the ghost of Christmas past. Then I misplaced you. I put you in a drawer by the bed like a motel Bible or another book that’s better left unread, unread ha ha ha. But don’t you follow when I’m walking in the shadow of a doubt. I sink in deeper when I finally see that we can’t work it out and if you wanna be at peace the only thing you have to do is throw your caution to the wind and let it blow right over you. I am just a lion tamer trying to keep the beasts inside at bay. I’m too tough to let them win, too cowardly turn and walk away. If you wanted me to leave the only thing that you would ever have to do is tell the story as it is and, baby, you can let the devil be with you, with you ha ha ha, but then I would be without you.
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I walk in quickly, seeking shelter from the rain. If I’m hearing voices, well, am I finally insane? And in the summertime I’m never quite myself. I spend the whole year waiting for winter’s dreary hell, for winter’s dreary hell. I’m at a loss for words. I don’t know what to say. Bring me another drink to take these fears away. And now I see myself as someone lost at sea. My years of solitude have gotten through to me. Yes, they’ve gotten through to me. And when the lights go up that means it’s over. Run for home or just run for cover. Take all these thoughts and words and put them underground, locked in a metal box where they can not be found. And now I’m at a loss but I still know the score, a different kind of melancholy than I have felt before well then I’ve ever felt before. But when you asked if I was sorry I just had to laugh because I’m finally owning up to the evils of my better half. It’s my bitter half. When the lights go up that means it’s over. Run for home or just run for cover.
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I Don't Feel the Same
02:00
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Last night, when I saw you pass my street again, reminded me of the days I called you friend but I don’t feel the same and I’ll take all the blame. I know you. What’s your name? Passing people, I only think what I can’t tell. Don’t wanna see you around but wish you well but I don’t feel the same and I’ll take all the blame. I love you. What’s your name? And when I’m quiet I’m only listening not trying to fight it. Not a feeling that I’d call animosity, all manner of thick and thin did set us free but I don’t feel the same and I’ll take all the blame. How are you? Glad you came. Still, I don’t feel the same and I’ll take all the blame. I love you. Nothing’s changed.
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Pleasure Holiday Tacoma, Washington
Julia Fernández is a proudly obscure musician creating earworms for over 25 years. Known for catchy hooks and lyrical enjambment, her songwriting might be the bastard child of outsider music and that top 40 hit you can’t stop humming.
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