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The Butchies Album


Population 1975 (1999)
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they say you're young
too young to know
how much you feel
thank hormones
but anyone can tell
add insult to injury
you hear the thunder baby
will you run to me
some sense of grief
a loss for words
explain your need to see this girl
a crush born at 14
don't doubt sincerity
she'd wait for you forever
to always be 14
you taste the years gone by
her hands were always hers
her kiss was never yours
her parents think they watch TV
somehow they still know everything
she says her nerves are making it difficult to speak
and countless hours of sleeping
have made her legs weak
so hot so cold
so good to be 25
such torment lies in lips like mine
you taste the years gone by
you'll look and not recognize
her hands were always hers
her kiss was never yours
you can't tear us
you can't make us break our hearts apart
you can't
no one comes between a love like this

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you don't want to come across as confused
or likely to lose
on the main drive
you were lucky not to flip your car
or ditch it kid
you were out of control
but you were my hero
it's over now
you've gone from being someone to no one
sit down talk things out
we've tried and tried
you don't ever apologize
stop yelling at me
you're embarrassing me
and I don't want to see your face looking at me
I never said I wanted anything to do with you
and now you're coming back to me

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look at you
with your straight lace
and your straight face
and your prada without feeling
you have no guts you are empty
you can't touch us
climb up protest song
this is a protest song
or it's an attest song
to serve as proof of this lie
it's a construct of lies
brought to you by the year 1999 2999
more rock more talk
we've got sly moves baby
we are the #'s that knew
mark our words we'll see you in the future
kiss your fashion good-bye
we're for QUEER YOUTH
we're GO UNION
we are PRO CHOICE
we are not scared by you
it's a lie
it's a concept in lies
it's a defense of spies
sent by us in the year 1999
we'll be there

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it's fine it's ok
take 27
the good scenes you're so good
the bad scenes we'll edit later
and the moon and the stars
and the highway it's perfect
everyone's getting all their lines right tonight
it's an ongoing affair
it's no one cares
it's like a piano or a suitcase or jet lag or a fountain of love
everybody wants to be like movies
no you're right I don't know what I'm doing
the sound is searching you
it's finding the smallest part of your mass
it's taking you over
it's like Ally Sheedy says she's the protagonist in your head

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she left her home of 17 years
last time she saw her in the checkout line
on the back porch in tears
it's hard to leave your woman behind
in the smallest of the smallest towns
this town won't need you when you're gone
this town won't love you
in Jasper in Margaretsville in Cullman Alabama
in Mechanic Falls in Whately Mass in La Mesilla
in a town of 1975 in a town of two thousand six sixteen
this town will need you when you're gone
this town will fall in love with you
this home won't know you when you come back

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if i could change your mind
and take away the math
that brought this ship to sail
that brought this ship to fall
before the world was made in light in dark in care
and maybe you and i were right there
it was you Eleanor
not afraid to fall
falling's just a game you play
you land on all fours anyway
and when the night is through
you will be too
we'll meet under the dock,
under the moon
and sail across the sea and galaxies
it was you Eleanor
not afraid to fall
falling's just a game we play
we land on all fours anyway
how marvelous in flight in force
I'll cry again everytime you go
I'll hold until the end comes back
Eleanor it's you
not afraid to fall

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your favorite Prince song is the same as mine
you quit smoking now you're biking to Gay Pride
miss watching Xena
glad you don't work at Papa John's
you skate around this town ms. doolittle
you park the YMCA van you write you always write
will you write a song about us
will you draw a picture of all your new patches for us
it's fun to think about ms. doolittle
with the kids at the YMCA
you skate around tobacco town
you do a lot in your culottes
come visit us take the train

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hold you what you want you what you
want you what you need to need too know you
who you are you what you do you
need you me too
i do no don't
leave me here now
what a cold heart says
love hears such sounds
lovin' the hour our love is sewn
give them what they want oh no oh
when were so cold
you don't seem such a far cry to hold
don't you know by now
ovin' the hour our love is sewn
givin' it all to sail your soul

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a day like no other
the fullness of the sounds
like sun
no other day no other day
and steal a way at the procession
have they said one nice thing in years
it could have been you
it had to be you
no one else would do
'cuz you know that you have the right
to be the one tonight
walk around the town that you own
you'll be the baby make two in DNA
want the child to grow up one day
who needs “man” anyway
we'll have this city always
you know that you are the one
to make it come undone
walk around this town that you made

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no one sees you may not be you
not one like you likes you sea you
one cell sea you made me and you

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