1. |
The Edie Effect
02:45
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Well, you describe the girl by what she wears
From her jet black tights to her platinum hair
From her hula-hoop earrings to her miniskirt
From her Keith Haring bracelet to her paisley shirt
Well, have you seen her in the latest media shower
Yeah, she be posing at some party with Andy Whorewall flower
Well, there are twenty at least on any New York bar
Waiting for someone to make them a star
I say, “Ha!”
That's the Edie effect
It takes no intellect
Just get an image and project
Life is a disco tech
On daddy's paycheck
So, what the heck
Stay permanently wrecked
Yeah, doing the Edie Effect
Hey that’s the Edie Effect
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know what I mean boy
I see her everyday
She’s walking down Avenue A
She’s a mystery
(But I don’t like mysteries)
She looks so fine to me
Watch her shake
Yeah, I like the way she shakes
Shake it up
Come here girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The Edie effect
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2. |
Red and White
02:44
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Red and White
Red
The color of the matador
Red
The color of the dress she wore
Red
White
The color of the ghost that drifts
Through my life like a nurse
Made out of smoke
White
Red and white dots danced eidetically
As we made love electrically
Red, red, red and white
Red and white
There’s got to be a pattern somewhere
White her skin
And red the color of her hair
Red, red, red and white
Red and white
The color of the sacrificed lamb
Red and White
The color of her eyes at three a.m.
Red, red, red and white
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3. |
The John Glenn Song
02:43
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The John Glenn Song
Welcome back to Earth, Glenn
When are you going back up again?
In orbit all alone
Around the third stone
from the sun
You're a hero for everyone
What's it like John?
Up there all alone?
I want to be an astronaut
I want to fly through space
Just like you got to John
With no one staring in your face
Except the sun
Be a hero for everyone
What's it like, John
Up there all alone?
I want to be an astronaut
Just like you
I want to be an astronaut too
I want to be an astronaut
Just like you
I want to be an astronaut too
And then a senator from Ohio
But they only run guns now
In military shuttlecraft
No more time now
To have us one last laugh
Just me and the sun all alone having fun
What's it like John
Up there all alone?
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone in Ohio
I'm all alone in my home town
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
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4. |
Doomed From The Start
02:53
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Doomed From The Start
Thugs and mentals stand gaping in the rain
Screaming skeletons running from ghosts
The city is eating its children
From deep within its belly I can hear the beast boast
None of you can stop
I’m too far inside of your heart
None of you can stop
You’re all doomed
Doomed from the start
Millions and millions of starving people
Opaque faces swim in the streets
Mole-men, mole-women their skin turned pale
Blind eyes blinking and brains in jail
Hypnotized parasites hyped on success
You can’t tell them from the way that they’re dressed
But stand them naked under noon’s bright sun
And you’ll die laughing at your own reflection
None of you can stop
I’m too far inside of your heart
None of you can stop
You’re all doomed
Doomed from the start
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5. |
Hard Times
02:35
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Don't even bother trying to remember
What went down the last three days
Nightclubs, whispers, a powder white haze
Making love in the after hours
Taxis that drive like they’re in Madrid
Sleeping with women, waking with kids
Wondering over breakfast what it was you did
You've been hitting on hard times
Hitting on hard times oh yeah
Hitting on hard times
Oh yeah yeah yeah
You got it all but you want more
But of what leaves you unsure
You got no disease but you're still looking for a cure
As the dance floor turns into a candy store
You know home in bed is where you belong
And you swear you'll leave right after this song
If you can just ditch the bitch you've been hitting on
You've been hitting on hard times oh yeah
Hitting on hard times oh yeah
Hitting on hard times
Oh yeah yeah yeah
You're not getting high you're getting a headache
You're barely getting by on the fortunes that you make
The miss you took she turned out to be mistake
As you pound her with a love that feels more like hate
You know home in bed is where you belong
And you swear you'll leave right after this song
If you can just ditch the bitch you've been hitting on
You've been hitting on hard times oh yeah
Hitting on hard times oh yeah
Hitting on hard times
Oh yeah yeah yeah
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6. |
For The Money
02:32
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Dear Bob,
What am I doing here ? Playing the rule, playing the fool, when my piano lies broken in the road.
Dear Phil,
Why am I dying here? Bleeding out songs, blowing through bongs, when my keyboards lie shattered in the street?
Isn't anybody else scared? Isn't anybody else shivering?
Only songs are left in this cold city somewhere in America
Dear Jim,
Why am I awake again? Night is sweet, perfume of sleep and the dogs are howling in the alley.
Isn't anybody else out there scared? Isn't anybody else shivering ?
Only songs are left in this cold city somewhere in
America
And most of the songs are written for the money.
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7. |
Loisaida
02:02
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Come watch Loisaida wake with me
See Natty Dread glisten his gold tooth
See mortal man at his lowest best
See mirror-glass boys blare radio breath
See morning joints with morning coffee
As old latin mamas walk grandmom to church
Come watch Loisaida wake with me
See old men moving with the sun
See Las Vegas satin shirts black with axle grease
See chinese wives carting Tide to the laundry
See junkie-drunks clock into their gutters as
art-girls phone home excuses to their mothers
Come watch Loisaida
Come watch Loisaida wake with me
See hands out for cigarettes and whiskey
See baby playing with a veteran bum
See Jersey plates picking up some gun
See white boy painter with the village eye
See the dogs watch all the cats go by
Come watch Loisaida wake with me
See shop owners watching sidewalk TV
Come watch Loisaida wake with me
Come watch Loisaida wake with me
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8. |
Baby
03:41
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Baby what’s the matter?
Come tell your daddy what’s wrong
Come now baby you’re safe in your daddy’s arm
Oh daddy, I’m uncertain what to do with my life
Baby, that’s easy, just make someone a good wife
Who are these strangers in my house?
Mama’s in the kitchen
Daddy’s in the den
Mama’s being Barbie
Daddy’s being Ken
She’s the little woman
And he’s the little man
And I’m called crazy because I’m not normal like them
Baby, what’s the matter?
Come tell your mommy what’s wrong
Come now baby you’re safe in your mommy’s arms
Oh mama what’s this drama you cast me in
Baby, that’s easy we’re different than men
Who are these strangers in my house?
Mama’s in the kitchen
Daddy’s in the den
Mama’s being Barbie
Daddy’s being Ken
She’s the little woman
And he’s the little man
And I’m called crazy because I’m not normal like them
Hey mister have you seen her?
Have you seen our missing child?
Here is her picture
We took it last July
Oh lady, I ain’t seen her and even if I did
I’d tell her, listen, they’re looking for you kid
Who are these strangers in your house?
Mama’s in the kitchen
Daddy’s in the den
Mama’s being Barbie
Daddy’s being Ken
She’s the little woman
And he’s the little man
And I’m called crazy because I’m not normal like them
Like them
Like them
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9. |
Let's Dive
02:34
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You're all silver
Shining halo
You're a sparkling girl on fire
I want to swim into the soft blue water
I want to swim into the water with you
You're all wide-eyed
like a lake that ain't been played in
I want to wade into the water with you
Let's dive and go down where devils dare
Let's dive and tell secrets no angels share
Baby dive down, down
Past all worry
Come on dive
Down, down
Even God would say stop
Let's dive my muscles are in heaven
Let's dive my mind is the sea
Let's dive down and I'll tell you
You are the most important thing to me
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10. |
Stephen Said
03:25
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Stephen said he was gonna quit
But we all know Stephen is full of shit
When the night comes
He’s dying for fun
Stephen’ll say anything to anyone
Stephen said he was gonna stop
The night he got stabbed while trying to cop
One last bag
Cause of the pain
Then he’d never do it again
Stephen said
I feel like I’m dead
Stephen said
I’ve got a bullet in my head
Stephen said
This feels so good I could die
Stephen said
Fuck it man, let’s get high
Stephen said he was about to be signed
And all the record companies were just sweating in line
His future shown bright
As he hit the night
To make it scream out for him one last time
Stephen said
I feel like I’m dead
Stephen said
I’ve got a killer in my head
Stephen said
This feels so good I could die
Stephen said
Fuck it man, let’s get high
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Lach Edinburgh, UK
Lach, founder of the Antifolk movement and star of BBC Radio 4's The Lach
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