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Hey Joanne
03:15
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Hey Joanne, you lit the fire under the pan
Hey Joanne, you said “let’s stick it to the man”
I was crushed when I read your letter
Now you say you were only teasing me
Now I so wish I could go you one better
But I give up too easily
Hey Joanne, there’ve been some changes to the plan
Hey Joanne, we only can do what we can
Whoever told you you deserved every little thing you ever wanted?
Whoever said that you were entitled to anything at all?
I was struck by a falling rocket
Hurtling down from a brutal sky
I got this theory, and I beg you don’t knock it
Cause I give up when it hurts to try
Just when the ball gets rolling
That’s when my heart gets stolen, one more time.
Whoever told you you deserved every little thing you ever wanted?
Whoever said that you were entitled to anything at all?
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2. |
Always
04:07
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I heard a lovely voice today
Singing a song in another tongue
And there was something in the melody
Or in the way that it was sung
I don’t know what she sang about
But something makes me say
That it’s probably about love
Isn’t it always anyway?
Weekends are fleeting, weekdays are beating me down
I know I’m going somewhere, but where it is I haven’t found
I don’t know what they’re on about
The things that my own people say
But it’s probably without love
Sometimes it seems so anyway
Weekends are fleeting, weekdays are beating me down
I know I’m going somewhere, but where it is I haven’t found
So the cities crumble and the oceans rise
And the power players weave their web of lies
But still we only care about our own little lives
They say we’ve come so far, I don’t know who we are.
Weekdays are fleeting, weekends are beating me down
I must be good for something
But I’m in deep and circling round
I’m scared I’m gonna drown
I don’t know what it’s all about
But something makes me say
That it’s probably about love
Isn’t it always anyway?
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3. |
Autumn Wheels
03:29
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Well I’m gonna tell you something
Maybe I heard it on the radio
And I might sound like a bumpkin
But I believe it in even so
It must have been some kind of performance
The kind that folks put on long ago
And it touched some feeling deep inside of me
But what it is, baby I don’t know
Autumn wheels make it alright
Copping feels by satellite
Make my deals, economize
Autumn wheels make it alright
And if you leave things out in the open
You can’t be shocked if they sprout and grow
And if that growth starts getting out of your control
Well what you do, baby nobody knows
Autumn wheels make it alright
Copping feels by satellite
Make my deals, economize
Autumn wheels make it alright
Autumn wheels make it alright
Frozen meals by candlelight
Perfect fields cut down to size
Autumn wheels make it alright
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4. |
Monsters Please
03:25
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Sleep with the door wide open
Clutching the blanket tight
Monsters are always creeping the hallways
Safe from the curse of light
Please monsters please
I beg you to leave, oh why would you stay?
Some monsters are good
Well they really should keep bad ones away
Versed in the art of hiding
Keeping your foes in sight
Down in the basement, time goes a-wastin’
Easy to say you’re right
Please children please
Get up off your knees, get into the way
Some folks yell and scream
But that doesn’t mean that you must obey
Deep in the distance
They’re putting up resistance
Oh well, better take it when it comes along
Please honey please
Oh why would you leave, I beg you to stay
Some monsters are bad
But it makes me sad you see me that way.
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Fools
04:08
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I can’t obey the law
I can’t obey the system
When the deal is raw
I might have thought that I was a golden son
Life has a way of proving those thoughts wrong
Feeling oh feeling
Why’m I feeling this way again
My imaginary friend, I’m not a lover
I knew it all along
I knew about the questions
But I answered wrong
I never said that anybody owed me one
I only said the world should slow its roll
Meaning oh meaning
What is the meaning of it all?
If I stand or if I fall
Well nobody cares, and why should they?
I divide myself inside
And I swear that I don’t know why
I leave ’em dying on the vine
Another tear, another time.
The meaning in a song
The meaning of an answer
When the question’s wrong
I must have thought that I was the only one
Ever to be the way I was that time
I was unfair, I was unkind
Leaving oh leaving
I’m never leaving, where would I go?
You’re a fool for me I know
And you know I’m a fool for you.
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Pam Pam
03:47
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Pam pam, I'm the butcher of the lamb
Slicing up what's good
Pam pam, I'm the pusher of the pram
Pricing up your hood
A single star, a drop of water
A million ways to feel alone
A wrinkled scar upon the brow of the lamp man's daughter
She lights the way to guide you home
Pam pam, I'm a battering ram
Busting down your door
Pam pam, I'm the splatter of the spam
Gushing on your floor
Pam pam, I'm a runner on the lam
Hustling his deal
Pam pam, I'm the summer of the slam
Wrestling is real
A single star, a drop of water
A million ways to feel alone
A wrinkled scar upon the brow of the lamp man's daughter
She lights the way to guide you home
You try so hard, you shouldn't bother, don't bother
You'll never make it on your own
You push and spar and turn your back on your mom and your father
We're on our way to bring you home.
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The World Provider Montréal, Québec
The World Provider has been providing synth rock, anthemic pop and theatrical spectacle to the masses since 1999.
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