(by Kurt Cobain & Nirvana)

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No one shows up like you
Just handing out your think twice blues
Have to tell myself what I thought I knew before
You're the killer in my park
And in my ocean you're the shark
Just when I thought it was safe again you darken my door

You do what you have to do
To keep me far away from you
But you do what you think you can
To make me want to be with you again

No one does what you do so well
So long. What else is new?
Try to tell myself what time's already told
I'm just the point spread in your bet
And in your circus I'm the net
Just when I start to walk your feet get cold

And you do what you have to do
To keep me far away from you
But you do what you think you can
To make me want to be with you again

You seem to know when I'm about to
Be alright and okay without you
You can't stand it, you can't take it
But you don't want love and you can't fake it

So you do what you have to do
To keep me far away from you
But you do what you think you can
To make me want to be with you
You make me want to be with you
You make me want to be with you again

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(by Prince)

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Every dog here is on a leash
Just like the part of you I tried to reach
Were you afraid you'd bite off each of my hands?
I was rising on a draft of heat
I could see the ocean, I could see your street
Now I'm sinking like both my feet in the sand

What happened to the power I held?
The scale tipped, the seesaw fell
Time knows but it won't tell me
Why you went from hot to cold
When I raised why did you fold
Or why you ran when you saw gold at your feet

It could have been sweet
It could have been sad
It could have been the best thing we ever had
I was not your first love but I thought I'd be your last
I make my living living in the past

Our love is lost and you hid it
I need you to admit it
Is your pride so acidic that you can't drink it down?
No, I know you're just like me
The mirrors that we've cracked agree
You're in prison when you're always freedom bound

I know you've heard it all before
You always leave them wanting more
But at this point I just can't take no for an answer
You're exhausted? So am I
I’m just wearing a better disguise
There's too much here for just two eyes to take in
What could have been

It could have been sweet
It could have been sad
It could have been the best thing we ever had
You were not my first love but I thought you’d be my last
I make my living living in the past

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A part of me loves a part of you
Why should we care what the other parts do?

In one sense you're my perfect love
Sent to me from heaven above
On one hand you fit like a glove
What do you care what the other hand does?

A part of me loves a part of you
Why should we care what the other parts do?

On one side we're in a heaven of bliss
With every touch, with every kiss
So flip the coin. Just take it in stride
When you see who's on the other side

You're already dreaming that we can fly
So I won't try to sing you to sleep
I sleep when I'm tired, I cave when you cry
Making promises I know I’ll never keep

In one respect you're all there is
But you can't expect it to stay like this
So flip the coin and watch it fly
When it lands we'll see who's on whose side

A part of me loves a part of you
Why should we care what the other parts do?
A part of you loves a part of me
Why should we care who the other parts see?

You're already dreaming that we can fly
So I won't try to sing you to sleep

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She told me not to come around
I stayed far away and that let her down
She wants to be disobeyed
She wants to see flowers in her vase
But there's a hand on my back and it says where I go
A man like that has no control
She's gonna wind up wanting someone bigger
Than an action figure

I’m drawn to her, she’s drawn to scale
I tried to scale her wall
But all I ever did was fail
She wants a man of action who knows who he is
Who takes matters into his own hands
And takes her hands in his
But there's a hand on my back and it says where I go
A man like that has no control
She's gonna wind up wanting someone bigger
Than an action figure

I want to see the loosing of these knots
But I don't want to be something that I'm not
I finally get the picture
It's cold comfort to tell me that
The next time I’ll get it quicker
There's a hand on my back and it says where I go
A man like that has no control
She's gonna wind up wanting someone bigger
Than an action figure

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Being with you, babe, is better than nothing
And nothing is better than being with you
Can I buy you a drink again sometime or something?
I need a couple. You need a few

I was up against the wall
Leaning so I wouldn't fall
I drank to the brink of the very last drink
And then I gave you a call

‘Cause talking to you, babe, is better than nothing
And nothing is better than talking to you
Won’t you speak to me again, my little dumpling?
Who knows what talking might lead us to?

I'm gonna kick these sad blues out
I swear I'll stop looking down
You need to be uplifted. And me?
I've been grieving my way around

But crying to you, babe, is better than nothing
And nothing is better than crying to you
Won't you wipe away my tears and call me “Pumpkin”?
Who knows what crying might make you do?

The Tin Man was misled
By a very bad man who said,
“What really counts is love in amounts.”
I just want to wake up in your bed

'Cause sleeping with you, babe, is better than nothing
And nothing is better than sleeping with you
If we can't fall asleep we can just lie awake or something
Who knows what just lying there might lead us to?
Who knows what just lying there might make us do?
We'll be a little bit rusty and a little bit new

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Alice Bonvicini, turning and returning
Carving and curving, Bonvicini

Alice Bonvicini, I’ll be in your film
I’ll be naked with a bedside of pills

Alice Bonvicini, my dog, too
Don’t make any promises unless you’re planning to pull through

Alice Bonvicini, turning and returning
Carving and curving, Bonvicini

Good neighbor, all the way from Rome
Pan d’oro, panatoni, amarone, annamo

Alice Bonvicini, all your ancient ruins
I am only an American

Alice Bonvicini, turning and returning
Carving and curving, Bonvicini

Good neighbor, all the way from Rome
Pan d’oro, panatoni, amarone, annamo

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The French King Bridge is a wise one
A very wise one to span
Whether boot heels on its pavement
Or steering wheel in your hands
Maybe you're a crumb in a magazine
But you'll flit across on flat tires
Or maybe on your knees
You'll flit across on your tires or your knees

No way to get a ticket home or buy one cold
If your brakes should fail you
You'll fall from the fold
You'll wonder, Are there humans
On the other side?
Will they speak my language
Or in anguish will I die?
Will they speak my language? Will they even try?

Maybe you'll cross over
The water with headstone hair
Maybe you'll fall in love with the wind
And the wind will blow you there
Maybe the angels'll blame you
For things you tried to waste
But just tell them you know that when they eat
They eat for taste
When the angels eat they eat only for taste

I wonder, Are there humans on the other side?
Will you speak my language or in anguish will I die?
Will you speak my language? Will you even try?

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With her Spirograph in reach
Her lips inched upwards less than an inch
Soon she'll be a Star-bellied Sneetch
And I promise and I make a wish

For a rusting drawbridge and a rusty reef
Stick and berry sanctuary wreath

I was in the prism lights
She was shier than she made me
I escaped my prison nights
To find her oceanside of me

From the rusting drawbridge to the rusty reef
Stick and berry sanctuary wreath

With a title in her hand
Her handwriting left behind
Barefoot landslides in the sand
Amber hair in my lifeline

And a rusting drawbridge and a rusty reef
Stick and berry sanctuary wreath

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(by Grandmaster Flash - W. Fletcher, A. Robinson, C. Chase, and M. Glover)

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I think I missed the boat with you
You put out to sea
I’m standing in the harbor’s mouth
It’s whispering to me,
Take a leap of faith
Try to reach the other side
Don’t just stand there on the ledge
Trying to say goodbye
Go flying by the seat of your soul

You couldn’t find me in your pocket
Or your pocketbook
I told you there were other places
You should probably look
Like your pocket dictionary
Whose writing was so small
But it insisted there was no such thing as me at all
I go flying by the seat of my soul

Two boots on my doorstep walk deep into the wood
I have been put out of doors
I think this time for good

And so I set out once again
For the country and the towns
You keep me afloat
And I try not to bring you down
I send to you a promise
As I cross the Great Divide
Peace will fall upon us all
And our tormented lives
We’ll go flying by the seat of our souls

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It was a humid day with a rain delay
How was I to know
This was not supposed to be
Something you outgrow?
A body without a head
One hanging from a rope
No blood, no legs, no matter what
You always had hope

I came close more than once
I came close and so did you
You came close more than once
With a stunt I forced you into
Out on Deer Park Avenue

And so what if it's true
That the highlight of my life so far
Was when you leaned forward
Like a dog from the back seat of my car
Idiotic, eastbound,
Running out of gas?
I put my gloves away but May
Was running two weeks fast
Running two weeks fast

I came close more than once
I came close and so did you
We came close more than once
With stunts they forced us into
Out on Deer Park Avenue

This story does not
Have a sad end
You are still a friend to me
We both made it through
Sometimes I want to
Be like the one who's just like you
Just like you

Came close more than once
You came close and I did, too
You came close more than once
With a stunt I forced you into
Out on Deer Park Avenue

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