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The Caretaker
06:46
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I’ll take you home it’s too cold outside let’s go for a ride downtown
Three strikes you’re out the game is over
sent home in a box
to Mother
It’s all a game
who will take the blame someone’s got to lose bad news
Winner takes all
who will take the fall if you lose your shirt don’t cry
The here and the not here no hope for the hopeless a jet for the jet set
a world for the wise ass no help for the helpless no hip for the hapless
no place in the basement hip replacement
no hat for the hatless
no sigh for the silent
no time to be timeless
no loss for words
there was only one thing to do
A crying shame standing in the rain if this is a game let’s play
A passion play
in the light of day shining in the sun well done
If you don’t know
what is going on
please don’t ask me what went wrong
And we wake up where we fall asleep open your eyes and count sheep
A dog wakes up
and opens one eye then looks all around and sighs
With nothing good to eat on the run nothing new under the sun
With nothing more to say or be said nothing new under the bed
With everything
to gain and to loose nothing new under your shoes
The here and the not here no hope for the hopeless a jet for the jet set
a world for the wise ass no help for the helpless no hip for the hapless
no place in the basement hip replacement
no hat for the hatless
no sigh for the silent
no time to be timeless
no loss for words
there was only one thing to do
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Monkey
04:15
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I know what I do
I do what I know
I know what I know I know what I don’t
I see what I see I like what I like I like what I see I see what I like
I see what you mean You see what I see
You mean what you say You say what you mean Oh say can you see
You say what you like
You see me - I see you - Monkey see - monkey do -
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Everybody’s far too gone
gone too far to live too long
too far gone to come back later
in one piece or please don’t bother feeling heavier than the air
lighter than a father
Gone away together forever
never come back sooner or later waiting for the calm before the storm come inside and get warm
tell me something I can’t say
come back later on today
Sailing on the morning tide
won’t you come along for the ride please don’t ask me where we’re going only fools know what they’re doing close the window when you go
tell me something I don’t know
In the heat a ower opens
and dies in the line of duty
in the line of re I nd you I’m coming up behind you show me something new today living on a soldier’s pay
April is the cruelest month children are the cruelest ones secrets only you can hear tender nothings in your ear tell me something to my face what I’m thinking I won’t say
Everybody’s far too gone
gone too far to live too long
too far gone to come back later
in one piece or please don’t bother feeling heavier than the air
lighter than a father
April is the cruelest month children are the cruelest ones secrets only you can hear tender nothings in your ear tell me something to my face what I’m thinking I won’t say
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Inefficient
03:51
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Avec moi t’as plutôt intérêt à pas prendre d’habitudes Arrête de saigner, tu laisses des marques rouges
La samba oui, le travail non!
J’aime pas les câlins, mais toi bien sûr que j’t’aime Pose les tes questions, sur l’étagère, à côté du linge sale
Qu’est ce que tu veux qu’j’te dise? Des paniers pleins de silence
T’es trop gentil - Ca dépend d’tout Quand ça fait mal on se sent vivant
Volonté avec un nuage de lait
J’aime pas mes seins, j’aime pas mes jambes Qu’est-ce que tu veux comme musique?
J’te tire le portrait, j’te tire les traits
T’es trop gentil, laisse-moi
J’veux pas chanter, on m’a forcé à l’faire
Moi, c’que j’aime, sur les disques, c’est me taire Et boire de l’alcool avec mes amis
J’aime chanter quand vous êtes pas là
Qui étais-je? j’me sens toute nue sans mes fringues Volonté avec un nuage de lait
Chante et tais-toi!
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6. |
Small
05:32
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You must be in a place so small You must be in a place so small You must be in a place so small
Sleeping in a doll sized bed with a doll sized doll
legs and arms hanging down and all your eggs in one basket
You must be in a place so small You must be in a place so small You must be in a place so small
Take it from me
shaping words in our sleep from the lips of horses to the mouths of babes
no news is good
hearsay and naysayers
scare us with their old songs and dead ringers ring bells in the blue grotto
where blind sh fall in love
You must be in a place so small You must be in a place so small You must be in a place so small
This won’t take long I know a way
a way with girls away we go
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7. |
Eyeballing
07:18
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You’re eyeballing me through the fog
seeing right through my clothes (and it’s getting warm in here) dismissing accusations with a wave of the hand
standing erect in public places caressed by prevailing winds
Tell me what you see with those out of sight eyes and I’ll tell you what you did in my dream last night
I have my rejection slip
I have my visa card and my library card I have my checkbook
I have my social security card
I have a betting slip on a horse that lost I have my last dime
I have my shing license
and an out of date driver’s license
Tell me what you see with those out of sight eyes and I’ll tell you what you did in my dream last night
You seem so small to me I seem so large to you in a sh bowl in a salad bowl in a convex mirror
Tell me what you see with those out of sight eyes and I’ll tell you what you did in my dream last night
The eye of the beholder looks over your shoulder jump into the circle wake me when it’s over shopping for clothes, watching the customers lming the action with an electric camera
The closer you get the details jump out at you
the view is unobstructed though a child has colored the trees black and torn out the rst three pages of the story
drinking a long drink I see the sun ashing off your gold tooth
I have my rejection slip
I have my life insurance policy I have 2 parking tickets
I have my hazelnut spread
I have a portrait of the Queen I have a prescription for Xanax I have directions to your house I have a shopping list
I have a pack of matches
Tell me what you see with those out of sight eyes and I’ll tell you what you did in my dream last night
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8. |
So Nice
03:17
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9. |
Minimum
03:32
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Sarah Murcia Paris, France
Sarah Murcia is parisian double bassist, keyboardist, vocalist and composer. She stands among the prominent musicians of the french scene. sarah-murcia.fr
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