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This is the place we all got lost;
The crumbling went to our heads, and said "Decay."
This is the place of decay;
Life falls apart at its seams
Watch your face;
We're gonna push ya
Into the bottomless Mississippi
This is the place we all let loose;
Somebody stole our pants and Louis's grin
This is the place of sin;
Shoot your bleeding heart right out your chest
Drop whatever you're drinking;
Let's take a shot
Of the bottomless Mississippi
How can I be your rock to lean on
When I don't even have a rock to lean on
Out of all the rocks on this dying rock
You came to to get your rocks off?
No, you won't get paid tonight;
You work for me now
In the bottomless Mississippi
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Three Women, Georgia
04:56
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Met a small dirty man in my darkroom
Tried to claim my body and mind;
Chopped off his head and fed him to 3 women
From the depths of my soul
We took a walk around my little old village
Stopped in the theater and the gallery;
Had on a play about an ancient baby
And an exhibit on my dead body
Oh, Georgia;
You're on my mind again
You know they say about dysphoria
It catches up with ya;
You let your guard down for a minute it'll kill ya
I wanna wake up in the morning
Feel the sweet sun on my face
Chop off my beard, and my Hitler moustache;
Don't you know it isn't me?
I wanna get up in the morning
Drink a whole pot of coffee
Eat a great plate of gravy
With you
Oh, Georgia;
You're on my mind again
You know they say about dysphoria
It's gotta own ya;
It tells sweet lies of you to everyone who sees ya
And it'll kill ya
It'll kill ya
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Hoboken PATH Station
01:19
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You tried to blackmail me into marriage;
Was a cold February afternoon
Outside the coffee trucks
Right by Hoboken PATH station
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Positively 42nd Street
04:33
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You looked so good on West 42nd Street
Really stood out in the sea of people selling disposable things
Disposable people; what a concept!
You looked so good on West 42nd Street
Really stood out in the sea of people
You said, "today, someone is going to war
And it won't be you; you've got other jobs to do."
But today, our brother is going to war
And it won't be long; but it'll be a time
And part of us'll die
Why didn't some useless old tragically honest contrarian
Approach our brother and tell him
"There are so many things to do
On the street in New York"?
There was nothing to do
Today
You looked so good;
You looked so good on West 42nd Street
Really stood out in the sea of people selling disposable things
Disposable people; what a con
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Neon Clown Avenue
05:09
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Don't mind the cars
They’re never satisfied
Out on Neon Clown Avenue;
With the self-made men
And the lone wolves
All chasing after you
You walked the darkest streets of your life
Without a soul to guide you
And I did the same;
So I know what it cost you
I wanted to meet you
On your home court
Hot cement stood there to greet me;
With the self-made men
Who know exactly what I'd give to be a cell
In the mouth of one of their miserable fuck machines
You know the darkest streets in this town
Are the ones where the wise old women sing
They spoke to your heart, and heard the lies you set it to;
They can no longer empathize with you
I can no longer empathize with you
No one could empathize with you;
But I'll hold you gently as you fall
Into the shit we used to do
These are the darkest streets of our lives
Yeah; the darkest streets of our lives
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A Great Stampede
11:47
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Violent orphan Annie found the portal to another world on the playground
Beneath the first brave sliver of approaching daylight
At the end of another long, lonely summer
Spent by the swing set, next to the railroad tracks
And the bones of four peregrine falcons
Murdered by the wolves of the world;
We all watched in sheer amazement
As a great stampede of elephants
Jumped off the eternal hamster wheel of our reality
Onto every inhabited land mass on this planet
Killing everything in its path
The air was ripe with blood, smoke, ashes, waste
And a deafening ensemble of moans
See that little old man over there behind that
Surly 1940s teleportal-to-the-wirral motor vehicle?
I don't believe I know him;
But I do
He says
"These are the lands where all great love goes to die
Come along old friend, I'll show you around
We'll go back to Paradiso
This is a river; a river of flying wood
These were all trees. Can you imagine?
Over there on your right, you'll see a great sea of humans
And large wild mammals flying into a big black hole
There goes Alice, gown and bracelet gone
She knows everybody, but no one knows her;
Do you?"
Tonight, I'll dream of my first love
Racing in the snow;
Hot chocolate and cinnamon buns
And sweet laughter
I could hear his heart beating
Under his thick coat
We went home, and watched the sky
Open on television
I could hear his heart beating
Under everything
Our ships landed in Brooklyn
Under a late summer sunset
I could hear his heart beating
What a strange man-child;
But what a time
Let's go
Back to Paradiso
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