1. |
Into the Flower Bed
01:40
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Hate,
Is all that you feel,
But then you,
Realize,
There's so much,
More.
When there's somebody like you.
Somebody like you,
To love,
Today!
Today!
Today!
Today!
When there's somebody like you.
Somebody like you!
I hope you feel the,
Same!
The same!
Today!
And I sit down by the flowers,
And I pick you,
Right out of the bunch...
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2. |
Monday
02:31
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So don't be the one,
That waits,
By the door way,
Waiting for the message to come,
Through that letter box.
Don't you know,
That the mail don't come on Sunday?
And the message might be written,
On the back of your hand.
But don't be that dog,
That waits by the door.
Cause the mail don't come on Sunday.
You'll just have to wait.
Until Monday.
Don't take for granted what you got.
Like a loving friend,
Or an appetite.
Cause most of these things,
They don't come easy.
I've been learning from life.
Well briefly.
That you don't wait around for nothing.
But don't be that dog,
That waits by the door.
Cause the mail don't come on Sunday.
You'll just have to wait.
Until Monday.
Monday,
Monday,
Monday.
It's the start of the week.
Nothing can make me feel alright,
But you by my side,
The whole night.
I've been awaiting,
My whole life.
For someone like you!
For someone like you...
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3. |
Thrift Store Guitar
04:27
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Familiar sounds of all those,
Dull strings splitting,
But don’t it just,
Seem so fitting,
That you’d find it here,
In the place where you buy your,
Clothes?
It’s so close,
Down the road,
And it’s only 20 bucks for your,
Thrift store guitar,
I’ve been,
Writing demo’s,
Of my,
Sad boy music,
That means the world,
To everyone I know.
Down the road,
It’s so close,
Don’t you know?
Down the aisle,
With all the vest and jeans,
It’s the best I’ve seen,
In a while.
And I’m not talking,
The apple to my eye,
Cause you oughta know,
I’m a material kinda guy.
With my..
Thrift store guitar,
I’ve been,
Writing demo’s,
Of my,
Sad boy music,
That means the world,
To everyone I know.
Down the road,
It’s so close,
Don’t you know?
Take my hand,
My six string strand,
My new melody,
My new memory,
My…
Take my hand,
My six string strand,
My new melody,
My new memory,
My...
Thrift store guitar,
I’ve been,
Writing demo’s,
Of my,
Sad boy music,
That means the world,
To everyone I know.
Down the road,
It’s so close,
Don’t you know?
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4. |
Better for You
02:55
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I'm feeling bad,
But I'm also glad,
That I know somebody like you.
I'm so fine alone,
Living in my home,
But I wanna live my own life,
And live it with you!
But I wanna be better for you,
I don't ever wanna show my awful mood,
I just wanna be your kind of dude.
You're always looking fine,
You're always on my mind,
And if you need somebody,
I could be that somebody for you,
And to make my promise,
Hey, Let's get married in June!
But I wanna be better for you,
I don't ever wanna show my awful mood,
I just wanna be your kind of dude.
If you ever need me,
I'll be just down the road.
If you ever need me,
I'll be just round the corner,
If you ever need me,
Just holler my way,
And I'll be there in a few.
But I wanna be better for you,
I don't ever wanna show my awful mood,
I just wanna be your kind of dude.
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5. |
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Cause I ain't no pretty boy,
I'm a mess.
And I ain't no skater boy,
Fall on my face.
Or my hip,
Cause I'm not hip.
And I'm not cool,
I'll do what I do.
Like whatever I like,
Whatever I please.
Whatever I like,
Whatever I need.
And I don't need,
You to say,
That I look,
Out of place.
Cause I ain't no pretty boy,
I'm a mess.
And I ain't no model boy,
Look how I dress.
And I'm so stressed,
With all these people to impress.
But I don't think,
I can be...
Like whatever I like,
Whatever I please.
Whatever I like,
Whatever I need.
Let him sleep now,
Let him rest his head.
Let him sleep now,
Let him rest his head.
Cause it won't last,
Cause it won't... Last.
Cause it won't last,
Cause it won't... Last.
Let him sleep now,
Let him rest his head.
Let him sleep now,
Let him rest his head.
Let him sleep now,
Let him rest his head.
Let him sleep...
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6. |
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Well maybe it’s easier to live your life alone,
Cause,
All you gotta worry about is,
A little thing called you…
A little thing called you!
And if you wanna live your life,
And work your nine to five,
And come home to nobody,
Nobody at all!
But,
There she is,
The girl I love,
The girl up on the screen,
There she is,
The girl I love,
The girl,
Of my,
Dreams.
The girl of my dreams.
Well maybe there’s someone out there,
That I can spend my time with.. well,
I’ll need somebody to love real soon...
Cause there ain’t nobody here!
And if you know this girl on the screen,
She’s sort of famous you see,
But I think she’s the one for me.
And I think I’m the one for her…
But,
There she is,
The girl I love,
The girl up on the screen,
There she is,
The girl I love,
The girl,
Of my,
Dreams.
The girl of my dreams.
Like A Girl I've Seen,
On a Movie Screen.
The girl of my dreams.
Like A Girl I've Seen,
On a Movie Screen.
The girl of my dreams.
Like A Girl I've Seen,
On a Movie Screen.
The girl of my dreams.
Like A Girl I've Seen,
On a Movie Screen.
The girl of my dreams.
Like A Girl I've Seen,
On a Movie Screen.
The girl of my dreams.
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7. |
Birds and the Trees
04:27
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Hey buddy,
Since when did you fall in.. love?
I don’t get it,
Aren’t you supposed to be so.. Dull?
But it seems like,
there’s been,
A change…
A change,
A change,
I can’t help it,
All I do is think of her,
I’m like a young boy,
She is in my fantasies.
Where we point at,
All the birds..
And all the trees..
The birds,
And the trees.
I tend to stutter,
When i look into your eyes,
My heart flutters,
Like the birds up in the,
Skies.
Cause you mean,
So much to me,
I hope you know…
I hope you know,
I hope you know…
I can’t help it,
All I do is think of her,
I’m like a young boy,
And she is in my fantasies.
Where we point at,
All the birds..
And all the trees..
The birds,
And the trees.
And we’ll live out to the country,
Where the clouds are never grey,
Or we’ll live out by the shore,
A little place that we can afford,
But as long as I’m with you I’ll be okay..
Trying to make some beautiful memories I hope you agree,
As we point at all the birds and the trees.
I can’t help it,
All I do is think of her,
I’m like a young boy,
And she is in my fantasies.
Where we point at,
All the birds..
And the trees..
The birds,
And the trees.
I can’t help it,
All I do is think of her,
I’m like a young boy,
And she is in my fantasies.
Where we point at,
All the birds..
And the trees..
The birds,
And the trees.
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8. |
You Bring the Best in Me
03:55
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You bring the best in me,
and I don't ever see,
That changing,
Anytime soon.
Cause my lover brings,
All the things I need,
With her smile and her charm,
And her in my arms tonight.
Don't you be going.
Anytime soon,
Cause I need you stay,
But I don't mean to pray on you.
You got so much going,
For you right now,
I'm love with the stars,
Themselves.
But you bring the best in me,
You inspire my soul,
You take me whole,
And you changed my life for the better,
And I can't wait.
To live my life,
With you my dear.
But we got so much life to live until then...
Don't you be going.
Anytime soon,
Cause I need you stay,
But I don't mean to pray on you.
You got so much going,
For you right now,
I'm love with the stars,
Themselves.
Cause I want the best for you,
You bring the best in me,
And I don't ever think there's a day going by,
That I don't seem to think of you.
My love, My love, My love,
I don't think I'll ever be,
The best that I can be,
But I'll try till I rest in peace.
You make me feel kind and,
Beautiful feelings,
And nothing is changing,
How I feel...
Don't you be going.
Anytime soon,
Cause I need you stay,
But I don't mean to pray on you.
You got so much going,
For you right now,
I'm love with the stars,
Themselves.
Cause the stars are out tonight,
But you don't care for them...
Cause the stars are out tonight,
But you don't care for them.
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9. |
1st of July
02:45
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Dancer in city lights,
Oh you are so beautiful,
But you are so far away,
Story of my life…
And where will we live my dear,
To live out our wildest dreams,
Am I in this boat alone,
Oh won’t you come down the stream.
And it’s the first of July,
Caught in that summer heat,
Wearing your converse boots,
That you found on the street for free.
Trailing the park again,
Just like we’re John Lennon,
Play your mind games with me,
It muses me perfectly.
Doodle my portrait please,
I want to know how you vision me,
But you don’t look at the page,
You’re looking right at me.
One line to draw it all.
And that’s all you need for me,
Just say it and I’ll be there for you,
My best friend, my solitude.
And it’s the first of July,
And you have to go so soon,
Like a Linklater film we’re in,
I’ll see you in a couple months.
And it was so beautiful,
To be there by your side,
I’ll think of you through all the nights,
My dancer in city lights...
Living this crazy life.
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10. |
Daisy
06:12
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Why did I never,
Hangout..
Hide under my bed,
And never come out…
Cause I want you,
To want me!
Too.
Cause I want you,
To want me!
Too.
And I’m trapped in a box,
Under the moon,
And I ain’t got nothing going for me,
Any time soon.
Oh look at that,
That’s something.
A broken heart,
Oh Nothing,
Will ever change.
It’s still the same…
And oh he’s boring,
Oh you’re snoring,
He lingers on,
With the same sad song.
And I was the daisy,
Left here through the spring,
Sitting in the sunshine,
And sitting in the rain.
Hoping that you’d pick me out,
And take me home,
And love me so…
Day in,
Day out,
I’m laying about,
I’m waiting here,
For my life to start.
Cause I’ve turned all the ages,
That feels so fun to turn.
The engines going rusty,
And there's nothing left to learn.
And I was the daisy,
Left here through the spring,
Sitting in the sunshine,
And sitting in the rain.
Hoping that you’d pick me out,
And take me home,
And love me so…
So lonely in the chaos,
The world forever cries,
And you have no control.
And we’re just the weeds,
The daisies left to die,
Alone and sad inside,
But maybe I’m a dandelion.
Disperse new children,
Taken by the winds,
Grow out to be,
Exactly what we please,
Forget who you are,
We're all just the star.
Of the show,
Of the show...
And I was the daisy,
Left here through the spring,
Sitting in the sunshine,
And sitting in the rain.
Hoping that you’d pick me out,
And take me home,
And love me so…
(Chord change end bridge)
Just like the flower left to die,
You were always,
The apple to my eye.
Love comes a burden,
Who’s my fate?
I hope a loving rock, a mate.
Can we not sit and talk (X3)
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