1. |
One Night in Bala Cynwyd
02:07
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Hey Mom, I'm eating Matzoh tonight
Hey Mom, ain't going shopping tonight
Ain't gonna be somebody that I am not
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2. |
Cast Away
04:38
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It’s like the movie Cast Away
Tom Hanks came home in the rain
You could tell he’d recently shaved
But she moved on
It’s like the movie Cast Away
Just like the end of Cast Away
I haven’t seen it in a while
Don’t know why I thought of it today
Maybe it’s the distance
Maybe it’s the rain
If I had a dime for every movie where someone wins someone back I’d buy you anything.
But I am always broke and so alone.
I’m so alone.
I’m not a movie man
I’m as lost as Wilson
And I don’t think that this time I’ll end up on dry land.
It’s like the movie Cast Away
Tom Hanks came home in the rain
He didn’t know that anything had changed
That she moved on
It’s like the movie Cast Away
Just like the end of Cast Away
He could have changed his name had he known
He could have moved to Portugal
Kept the beard and still got the girl
It’s like the movie Cast Away
Just like the end of Cast Away
It’s left me feeling cast away
It’s like the end of Cast Away
I’m not a movie man
I’m as lost as Wilson
And I don’t think that this time I’ll end up on dry land.
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3. |
14 Lines
05:18
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"Is this the end of all things pivotal?"
As I sit drunk and sentimental.
"Altruism is such a non-truism;
Everybody's out for themselves."
If I can make my greatest feats entirely by accident
Imagine what I could achieve if I didn't try at all
I'd try to imagine that, but I can't
Because a tangible future feels too distant.
Brush it off,
So it can't be seen
And do unto others
For what they've done to me.
These are the things that result
From a lifetime of too much restraint.
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4. |
The New Yorker
02:53
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I was left looking for someone new
Her eyes were wide with surprise
She looked just like her sister when she stuttered
The girl that I was with didn’t know why
She got off the subway
We got on
I guess you’d call it a metaphor
I thought about it the whole ride back to my house
the girl that I was with sitting next to me
She kept looking at me expectantly
We walk home alone
At least it feels like we’re alone
We will sleep peacefully if you don’t touch me
I need a drink maybe
Somethings are meant to stay buried under ground
like on a platform heading eastbound
But if I run into her again
I think I’d ask her how her sisters been
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5. |
Perfidy
03:31
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I would like to present this song as my white flag
Surrender at discretion
I see your terms surrounding our city in flaming piles and on pikes
It’s been years barricaded behind these walls
Living off roaches, rats, and new borns
There is nothing left to the grandeur of our great halls
Keeping warm with the oral histories we burn
We try and forget something inside of ourselves
It’s the will to live
we’re trying to forget it
Unlock the gates and let them say we’ve been saved
I would like to present this song as my white flag
surrender at discretion
We take position in the town square as they throw open the doors
and we are consumed by a raging horde
Our home lays unraveled
It’s a shame but that’s the chance that we take
and it’s worth the world unraveled
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