1. |
You Don't Know Me
02:22
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I got it now I know when I'm blown off
the arch of your brow,
your dismissive scoff
but you don't know me.
You lose your mind for dogs and ponies,
toeing the line for posers and phonies.
You dropped your pants and told me to pucker,
but I ain't your sucker, you smug motherfucker!
Take back your straight jacket,
take back your skinny tie,
you may have got the Knack,
but baby, I'm not that guy,
I'll tell you why:
'cause you don't know me.
Minority rules.
Derision is cool.
I'll be captain of my own team
- the foot is on the other
shoe
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2. |
Love x 10 (How Dare You)
04:31
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What an unexpected thrill it is to hear from you,
how are you doing?
'Cause you were never much for writing,
what new and exciting dreams have you been pursuing?
And irony that we lost touch,
'cause it was me that cared so much
about holding your attention,
but the tension between hope and fact can make you
act in ways you can't explain.
Yeah, I went ahead and married him,
it was no big plan,
it's just what we drifted into,
and I ain't even told some of my friends,
it's not a decision I care to defend to them.
So what's this I read,
that you've identified a need of which you'd been unaware,
well now that you've laid that secret bare,
how dare you fall in love with me?
/ Love (x10) /
Man, you were in a righteous groove,
you had anthills to kick and mountains to move,
you didn't think about me,
until one day I faced the awful truth,
you were the glorious result of my misspent youth,
you didn't think about me.
And all those nights I sat and listened,
drunk on your ambition,
God, you had dreams to spare,
and now I wish that you'd just left it there,
because how dare you fall in love with me?
You ask if I still love you,
and if yours is a vain pursuit,
well that's a question I once longed to hear
but now my dear it's too much,
it's too late, and it's too moot.
Best to close it here I think,
'cause thoughts of you have smeared the ink,
so honey please take care.
And it was kind of you to share,
but how dare you fall in love with me?
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3. |
The Big Bear
03:17
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Out of breath stumble up the mountain,
nothing left tumble down and
I wanna fall through the snow,
white blanket darker than my skin,
disoriented euthanasian,
the only race she knows.
Maybe I'll see the big bear,
take me in his arms
and crush the weight out of me.
Angels and vultures flying,
men in trenches killing, dying,
the water fills up the lungs,
up the ladder to an island,
Polynesian ladies smile and sing at the top of the rungs:
"Maybe you'll see the
big bear, take you in his arms
and crush the guilt out of you."
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4. |
Other Than Me
03:58
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5. |
A Moment of Clarity
04:26
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We made love in the desert,
threw the blankets down,
and dug our hands in the trysting sand
of the beckoning ground.
A boneyard to bury me,
a moment of clarity.
She gave way to the ocean,
I gave myself to the breeze,
a billion stars to damn me,
and I wished for trees.
Burning infinity,
a moment of clarity.
Now I am wrought out in shame
(wake up, wake up, wake up)
for the virtue
that went and came
(betray my love)
it's gonna hurt you to blot out my name.
The ghost that you gaze upon,
is already blown and gone.
Ill omen to bury me,
a moment of clarity.
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6. |
What The Hell
05:08
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7. |
Have A Nice Day
03:53
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8. |
I Can't Do This Anymore
05:56
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9. |
Stranger On The Street
04:35
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11. |
My Kickass Life
04:20
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12. |
Thanks For Everything
08:02
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Adam Marsland Los Angeles, California
Adam Marsland's long career has included stints as a singer/songwriter, touring troubadour, producer, and multi- instrumentalist/sideman. He has made 11 albums as a solo artist and as leader of '90s power pop combo Cockeyed Ghost, and toured the country 22 times as a DIY performer. He has worked with artists as diverse as The Standells, 2008 Tony Award Winner Stew, and members of the Beach Boys. ... more
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