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I'm better than the corner store here,
I'm better than the trash on the city street
As it spins away.
She's better than the winter months here,
She's better than the lust of the summer heat,
And the MTA.
She's going to California,
She's going to make a brand new start,
She sees the world before her,
And in her heart,
She's going to tear the world apart.
She's going to the golden state now,
Going out for the gold rush, stake your claim,
And shake the day.
But I'm in love with the corner store here,
I love the trash and the street, and I'm to blame,
So shake the shame.
She's going to California,
She's going to make a brand new start,
She sees the world before her,
And in her heart,
She's going to tear the world apart.
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There's a rock in your hand,
There's a spark in your eye,
Wanna meet me down by the Crystal Lake?
Digging the scene,
Wire to wire,
Did you leave your pipe by the campfire?
You can get in the car,
We can drive all night,
We can find the back road where freedom lies,
Give it a note,
Give it a kiss,
You can bring your friends to band practice,
YOU!
You're cool.
Let's hang out,
Listen to,
Sonic Youth.
Now I'm painting my hands,
So my palms are my eyes,
I was 17, you taught me how to survive,
Floating above,
The field of mud,
You taught me backwards LOVE, on the expressway.
Now we're finally free,
And it's finally fate,
Sometimes I go back down to that old lake,
And I point my heart,
Straight to the water,
And I leave my clothes by the campfire.
YOU!
You're cool.
Let's hang out,
Listen to,
Sonic Youth.
YOU!
You're cool.
Let's hang out,
Listen to,
Sonic Youth.
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Split through the Valley highway,
And the college scene,
We got caught at B-sides records,
By the Smith police,
And then we ran for cover,
Behind the Academy,
I packed my things in a red leather suitcase,
And ran away to the sea.
But now,
I'm coming home to find you,
Too late for most,
I'm coming home to dig up a grave,
And cradle a ghost.
He got her attention at work by,
Rapping on the glass,
They went downtown to see the,
Truck caught under,
The railroad overpass,
They let the air outta the tires,
The whole thing happened so fast,
He held her and broke,
And kissed her,
Nothing in this town seems to last,
But now,
I'm coming home to find you,
Too late for most,
I'm coming home to dig up a grave,
And cradle a ghost.
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4. |
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You rhymed the reasons in the loop inside your head,
You cried for treason at the thoughts that protested,
You hit the coke parties up in the penthouse suite,
You spent your last twenty bucks getting trashed on Ludlow Street.
You can't design yourself,
You can't make this shit up,
Until you find yourself,
LES, and out of luck.
You picked the mistletoe off the dirty subway floor,
You hung it on your hat, and you started to explore,
You can't deny the fact, you thought they owed you more,
They pat you on the back while showing you the door.
You can't design yourself,
You can't make this shit up,
Until you find yourself,
LES, and out of luck.
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5. |
X-Rays (DOA Version)
02:41
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You were the widest eyes driving down the parkway,
You were the red-ist lights trailing down the street,
You were the prying mind, who destroyed all of the x-rays,
You were the fight for life, that was draining out of me.
But it never seemed so cold, and true,
Till they had the nerve,
To tell you...
You were the widest eyes driving down the parkway,
You were the red-ist lights trailing down the street,
You were the prying mind, who destroyed all of the x-rays,
You were the fight for life, that was draining out of me.
But it never seemed so cold, and true,
Till they had the nerve,
To tell you,
To leave.
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6. |
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Send a telegram to your lover and,
Get a big bouquet of metal roses,
And you can fall into a million magnet hearts.
Swim with both eyes open,
Check the address and if he still lives there,
You can fall into a million magnet hearts.
And the man from the city comes,
With an iron rod to go collect them,
'Cause that's how they pick up all the million magnet hearts.
And someone pulls a chain,
And the circuit separates,
And in the dirty window pane,
You finally see that it's you!
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7. |
Sadie (4-Track Demo)
02:30
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I want to draw a line,
I want to draw a line,
And separate what's mine.
I want to lock it up,
I want to lock it up,
And leave nothing to luck.
I want to run away,
I want to run away,
From the broken bed I've made.
So Sadie, save me,
I've been wanting you to come lately,
I've been needing you release me,
Again.
When you gonna draw the line?
When you gonna draw the line?
Stealing more than time.
When you gonna lose control?
When you gonna lose control?
And break down the door to my home.
When you gonna play for keeps?
When you gonna play for keeps?
And murder me in my sleep.
So Sadie, save me,
I've been wanting you to come lately,
I've been needing you release me,
To fall,
To release me to fall away,
Into the light,
Of day.
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The Planes Brooklyn, New York
The Planes are a three-piece indie rock band from Brooklyn, NY. Since their founding in 2010 by guitarist/singer Stephen Perry, they’ve earned a reputation for writing catchy indie rock jams, showing up to gigs on time, and taking that last drink ticket off your hands, y’know, if you’re not going to use it anyway and it would just go to waste. ... more
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