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The Soup


The soup
The soup
The soup [x7]

The soup was hot and spilled pea and on the stove
And Michael and Marry and Bugsy and Buster were all occupied
The pictures as clear as illusion in their mind
And the plan was foolproof, there was so much to do

First they'd decide Who'd drive the car,
Who'd wear the masks and Who'd arrange the cops
Then they'd decide what were the rules
When do you shoot and when do you hold back

They'd synchronize their watches and the heartbeats in their ribcages
This can not be a mess, this can not be a mess

[Humming]

Nobody knows how it comes to be
That they think that they must and they do what they can
But the cops are right there and the sirens they blare
And the bystarers stare and everyone just stands

Bugsy went down first, then Marry then
Michael drove off and Buster just ran
He was running like a child, running in a game of tag
Until he was hit, until he was "It"

[Humming]

The soup
The soup
The soup, the soup the soup the soup the soup the soup the soup

I Cut Off My Hair


I cut off my hair and went to sleep
You were there, in my dreams
Nursin 'on my glass Teat
It was a party, you were suckin 'liquor
On your jacket a VIP sticker
It was a party, you were suckin 'liquor
On your jacket a VIP sticker

I peed in my pants and ran down the street
Towards Washington Square Park,
Where you had been beat up
You were wearing rags, I was wearing pointe shoes
I tried to lay next to you, but you hit the snooze

The definition of
A crazy person is
Someone who does the same thing over
And over again, while expecting new results
I cut off my tongue
You started to kiss me
Blood trickled down
Do not you ever miss me?
Do not you ever miss me?
Do not you ever miss me?
Do not you ever mince meat?

I called up my momma, but I could be sweet, so
I escaped through the window on a rope made of sheets
Got bitten by a squirrel
And stepped on a syringe
The view of Manhattan from GW Bridge

You said, "Honey?"
I said, "Baby?"
You said, "Funny."
I said, "Maybe."
You says, "Hi Honey."
I says "Hey Baby."
You asked, "Was it funny?"
And I say, "Well, maybe."
Maybe, maybe

I cut off my hair and went to sleep
You were there, in my dreams
Nursin 'on my glass Teat
I cut off my hair and went to sleep
You were there, in my dreams
Nursin 'on my glass Teat
The definition of
A crazy person is
It was a party, you were sucking liquor
On your jacket, a VIP sticker
It was a party, you were sucking liquor
On your jacket a VIP, uh ....


Call Them Brothers


That's it, it's split - it won't recover
Just frame the halves and call them brothers
Find their fathers and their mothers
If you remember who they are

Over and over they call us their friends
Can't we find something else to pretend?
Like nobody's won and we're safe at the end

In the darkness the film machine's spinning
So let's leave it on
We'll be out in the street
before anyone knows that we're gone

That's it, it's split, it can't recover
Just frame the halves and call them a whole
And chip at the bricks and fill up your pockets
With the pieces of the wall that you stole

The hunt is on, everyone's chasing
Everyone's chasing a shot
A shot rings out, nobody wants it
Nobody wants it to stop

That's it, it's split, it won't recover
Just frame the halves and call them brothers
Find your fathers and your mothers
If you remember who they are
If you remember, if you remember,
if you remember who they are


The Party


Youíre like a party somebody threw me
You taste like birthday
You look like New Years
Youíre like a big parade through town
You leave such a mess but youíre so fun

Tell all the neighbors to start knocking down walls
To grab their guitars and run out to the hall
And weíre coming out right along to sing them my new song

For every place there is a bus
Thatíll take you where you must
Start counting all your money and friends before you come back again

For every road we can retrace
For every memory we canít face
For every name thatís been erased
Letís have another round
May I propose a little toast?
For all the ones who hurt the most
For all the friends that we have lost

Letís give them one more round of applause
But youíre like a party somebody threw me
You taste like birthday
You look like New Year
Youíre like a big parade through town
That leaves such a mess but youíre so fun

Jessica


Jessica, wake up.
Jessica, wake up.
It's February again, we must get older, so wake up.
I can't write a song for you.
I'm out of melodies.
I can't write a song for you,
but I am asking please, Jessica, wake up.
Jessica wake up.
It's February again.
It's February again, we must get older, now, so please wake up.
We must get older now, so please wake up.



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